Silent Crown Chapter 783: Please enter the urn
Since the nine worlds cannot be formed, let's go back and save the last deterrent for Asgard!
For this, the old musician did not hesitate to target Silent Moon.
As long as you master the elements and power of the Moon of Silence, once activated, Asgard will be a desperate situation for any musician.
After the dragon sleep enchantment spreads over the entire country, Asgard, who has lost his musician, will no longer be afraid of any musician challenging himself. With today's huge national power as a foundation, Asgard can fight no matter what kind of war it encounters!
At this moment, the fire is like a flame, burning the matrix of the world tree, but Odin's divinity uses this as a bridge to rush to the silent moon and infect that moon wheel.
Replace gods with gods and gain power with power.
In exchange for Odin, who is doomed to be impossible to form, for a true god!
Up to now, Ye Qingxuan can no longer interfere in this battle, and he does not dare. He still needs the power of suppressing the nine worlds, integrating it into the land of nothing, and turning it into a real god's realm.
Furthermore, Ye Qingxuan will definitely have no good fruit once he intervenes and is regarded as an enemy by Silent Moon!
At this moment, he has been expelled from the war by the old musician, and he can only witness all this.
Witness the tragic fight between the Moon of Silence and Odin.
Watching the moon wheel fall a little bit, towards the cage formed by the old musician.
Watching Odin burn under the disintegration of the moonlight, and gradually fall apart, until finally, the last ray of moonlight is completely swallowed by Warnerheim.
In just ten minutes, after the Hundred Eyes, there was finally a second attrition among the Three Pillars of God.
Relying on the prototype of the God Realm constructed by Ye Qingxuan, and under the impetus of the old musician, the power of the Moon of Silence was completely swallowed by Warnerheim.
As a price, all the divinity in the hands of the old musician has been burned out.
Odin is gone.
There is no victor in the battle between the two gods, only Asgard is victorious.
The realm of God slowly dissipated, and Warnerheim was hidden under the ground again, and no trace was seen. But at this moment, I am afraid that the whole world already knows that Asgard has mastered the elements and power of Silent Moon...
The phantom of the old musician appeared under the ruined earth, seeming to be the last glimmer of light. He took off his hat and saluted Ye Qingxuan, thanking him for his ‘help’ to Asgard.
In the end, Ye Qingxuan was still used by the old musician.
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Did you plan from the beginning?" he asked.
"You have seen the best result, but now it's just the worst result."
The old musician laughed with self-deprecating laughter, cracks appeared on his face, and a crisp voice came from the depths of his body, which was the countdown to death.
Everything about him has burned up with Odin.
The last obsession will dissipate between heaven and earth as the wish is fulfilled.
But when he stared at this piece of land for the last time, his eyes were still full of nostalgia and reluctance.
He succeeded
Even if it is the minimum success, even if it is the worst result in the plan, he also leaves the last protection for the Asgardians.
The power that can keep Asgard from falling apart in the following turbulent years...
"Can you please take care of the future Asgard?" The old musician looked at Ye Qingxuan, "If one day, the new world you have created comes, can you show me little mercy to the Asgardians? ?"
"They are dying, are you still thinking about this?"
Ye Qingxuan asked indifferently, but the old musician didn't answer, just looked at him and prayed. He was silent for a long time and nodded, "I promise you."
"That would be great."
The old musician smiled relieved and slumped on the ground.
The cracks are all over the body, and there is not much time left.
"This is not good..."
He stared greedily at the battered world, and whispered softly: "Obviously it has become so ugly, but I still...it is difficult to give up such a world..."
He murmured, sighed, stared, watched.
He closed his eyes.
In the weak wind, quietly dissipated into dust.
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"Then, I have to go too."
Elsa glanced at Ye Qingxuan. She had been jumping around, but now she was quiet. Looking at Ye Qingxuan, her eyes became complicated and sad.
He didn't speak any more, just stretched out his hand and squeezed Ye Qingxuan's face.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
"Because you are also the emperor now." Elsa shook her head sadly, "Grandpa said, the emperor and the emperor can't be friends."
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
"I am not an emperor, and I will never be."
He stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead:
"In this case, we can be friends, right?"
The sadness dissipated, Elsa stared at Ye Qingxuan with wide eyes, her clear eyes seemed to be burning with joy, glowing with light.
"Will you come to me if you have time?"
"Sure."
Ye Qingxuan smiled, "We will always be friends, won't we?"
"Hmm!"
Elsa nodded vigorously, her hair swaying like flames, she was still the crazy girl back then. She took the little thing she carried out of her arms and stuffed it into Ye Qingxuan's hand.
"Also, this, I re-edited it and gave it to you, don't lose it!"
Ye Qingxuan's tentacles, saw the familiar grass doll, just as if he had experienced extremely complicated and advanced alchemy recasting, the strands of light seemed to be radiant, immortal for thousands of years, and the face was as ugly as the Japanese yen It's completely different, very much like himself.
"Good."
He squeezed the doll tightly and watched the empress, who was like a mad girl, disappeared into the flames and went away.
For a long time, he took Elsa's gift into his arms and walked into the depths of the disintegrated battlefield.
Although Odin has died, there are still precious things left.
For example, the World Tree containing the Gangnil Matrix, even if it suffered the impact of the Moon of Silence, still survived, and did not destroy with Odin.
It's just that, at that instant, a black figure suddenly rushed out of the void. He caught Ye Qingxuan's dull moment, opened his mouth wide, grabbed the World Tree, then spread out his dark wings, and ran away quickly.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, watching the huge black dragon with a breath of death disappear to the end of the sky in an instant, at an incredible speed.
After he reacted, he couldn't help but want to swear.
I fought hard for a long time, but the final trophy was robbed by the old Yin who was hiding next to him?
Are you kidding me!
In just an instant, Ye Qingxuan could already feel the breath and strength of the visitor, this element full of the taste of the abyss, this familiar aura, this shameless style...
There can only be one person in the world.
"Naberis!!!"
Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and squeezed the sword of the new covenant, his eyes flushed with anger.
Okay, I became the chief judge and didn't settle accounts with you, so I tied you to the torture, but you touched my head instead!
Well, well, if you don’t let you know how great today, I’ll go into the abyss with you!
The light of the sword of the New Testament lit up, and Ye Qingxuan's incarnation of the Holy Spirit rose into the sky, locked onto the'Black Knight' who was already far away in the sky, and burst out killing intent.
But at that moment, his pursuit came to a halt.
Because, behind him...the majestic fountain of power gushes out.
Countless chants sang, the projection of the sacred cauldron resurfaced, and then, a vague and majestic figure came out of the void!
The supreme king is coming here!
The Red King?
Ye Qingxuan clenched the blade tightly, as if approaching an enemy, but the next moment the face of the person who came was raised, he was sluggish.
"Man, who are you?"
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Asgar outside of Germany.
On the back of the pitch black dragon, the black knight in the form of death holds the tree of the world in his hand and laughs up to the sky.
For the time being, no matter how long he lurked and endured, he finally seized this opportunity, violently violently seized the World Tree smoothly, and Ye Qingxuan's momentary sluggish face could make him enjoy endless aftertastes.
I have been squatting on Ye Qingxuan for a long time, and now Naberis has finally pulled it back. It is almost like a hundred-eyed person enjoying hundreds of blood sacrifices, bubbling all over his body happily.
"Mo Xiaomo, hurry up!"
Nabelis laughed loudly: "Let’s go home and eat beef! This time we robbed a big family, we won’t have to worry about getting a foothold in the dark world in the future!"
He is back home.
Now with the world tree, among the remaining power in the abyss, he is the foremost powerhouse, and there is no other person to compare. After returning, he will be able to completely master all the fallen musicians and demons.
At that time, he will completely turn over, gaining the right not inferior to that before Paganini's rebellion, and there is no abyss sage to hold him by.
Although the abyss is now destined to overturn, it is difficult to become a general trend, but the ghost will go to resurrect the abyss over and over?
After giving up the muddy waters of the human world, this power is enough to race around in the dark world, allowing him to further study the power left by the Hundred Eyes.
With the World Tree in his hands, he is sure to completely integrate the legacy left by all the Hundred Eyes, truly transform himself into a natural disaster, immortal and immortal-fulfilling his desire to give everything for it for hundreds of years.
As soon as the thought of that day was already at hand, Naberis couldn't help singing happily.
At this moment, above the vast ocean, Naberis looked down at the infinite scenery and couldn't help but sigh: Ye Qingxuan was too impatient after all.
If he slowly figured it out, brought all the troops to crush Asgard step by step, and the surrounding area was completely sealed off with heavy troops, how could the current situation arise?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing again.
Heilong turned his head in confusion and looked at him cheerfully, "Uncle what are you laughing at?"
"I laughed at Ye Qingxuan in the end."
The black knight pointed to the surroundings and said, "Apart from anything else, just a knight who lays a witch's hammer on the periphery can block his way, enough for him to catch up with him calmly."
Before the voice fell, the clouds broke, and the iron whale sang.
The steel battleship emerged from the clouds.
Immediately afterwards, under the sea, the etheric waves of countless purifying musicians sounded, and one after another scepter rose from the nomadic mountain~IndoMTL.com~ In an instant, the wall of the holy was erected from all sides.
In the end, on the deck of the Nomad Mountain, a wheelchair was pushed to the front.
In the wheelchair, the young man seemed to be too cold in the sky, with a thin blanket on his knees. Junxiu's face makes people feel good, but there are a pair of iron gray eyes, exuding a cold chill.
As he said...
The ambush is coming!
Naberis was stunned, only to feel the urge to slap himself, what a crow's mouth!
Soon, he looked at the visitor and sneered.
"It's been a long time since I saw you, Sir Robin!"
Ignoring the mockery in his words, Watson just nodded slightly, "Indeed, long time no see, Mr. Naberis."
Nabelis looked around the blockade, and finally, looked at the commander of all this coldly.
"You expected it a long time ago?"
"I met once after all."
Watson lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, "Originally we were just supporting your Highness as reinforcements, but I think... wait here, the effect will be better, isn't it?"
Speaking, he flicked the soot and looked at the black dragon, "Now that the new emperor succeeds to the throne, it is not a good thing for His Highness Mordred to wander away after all. He should return to China early to avoid chaos."
On the back of the dragon, Nabelis turned into a black knight and asked indifferently:
"Are you sure to keep me?"
Watson just smiled, as if listening to him tell a joke, smoking a cigarette unhurriedly, a balanced hourglass emerged from behind, and a strange way of foreign classics emerged.
In the end, he threw the cigarette **** into the wind outside the deck, and took out a glass bottle of the same type as the dark lord from his arms, showing a hideous smile just like Shi Dong:
"——Now, please enter the urn." 8) For more wonderful novels, welcome to visit Everyone's Reading Academy