Silent Crown: The 336th Gate of Hades
"……"
Miller wanted to say something and stopped, while Barlow grabbed Ye Qingxuan's shoulder: "Don't go there, who knows what the **** the guys want."
"Don't worry."
Ye Qingxuan glanced at Colt and laughed: "Mr. Colt is not that kind of person, right?"
Colt smiled without saying a word, his eyes greenish, seeming to hide a hint of coldness.
"You stay here first, and I will go back when I go."
Ye Qingxuan said to Samuel: "If there is any abnormality, don't worry about me, just do it, and kill Colt first."
Shan Miu nodded.
Ye Qingxuan put down the package and walked towards the five people step by step. Colt watched him walking step by step, his expression unchanged. In the silence, Ye Qingxuan's footsteps stopped abruptly in the middle.
He looked at Colt, and Colt looked at him too.
The expressions in their eyes are meaningful.
In the brief silence, faint hostility appeared in everyone's eyes, and the atmosphere became tense. But in the suffocating confrontation, Ye Qingxuan's smile remained unchanged.
Until the end, Colt sighed regretfully and took a step back. There was a faint sound in the air, as if something had disappeared.
So, Ye Qingxuan continued to step forward, as if nothing had happened, passing by the two musicians with provocative eyes, without any scruples.
"It's a pity."
When he and Colt passed by, he whispered: "If I am you, I am 50% sure, I will do it."
"Apocalypse musicians never gamble."
Colt's expression is still cold: "Ye Qingxuan, you are still far behind."
"No, I mean: as long as there is 50%, in my hands, it will win." Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly and retracted his gaze: "And you, no."
Colt didn't seem to hear anything, nor did he look at the young man behind him, but his lips were tightly pressed, and the fingers holding the wooden staff burst into blue veins.
in a pair of emerald green eyes. Still indifferent.
did not hesitate to look at the cold eyes behind him, Ye Qingxuan looked at the door in front of him with time, the silent eyes in front of him carefully scanned inch by inch, and his fingers were also carefully groping for the texture on the door. It is like looking at precious jewels, not wanting to miss any place.
After a long time, he got up and came back.
Until Ye Qingxuan stepped into the range of Samuel's heart sound, the three were relieved.
"What's the situation?" Samuel asked.
Ye Qingxuan took out a handkerchief. Wipe off the dust on your hands, look up and say: "We might be in trouble this time."
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ten minutes later.
"In short, when you get here, there is only one way to go down. According to the trend of the entire underground palace, all the passages in front may pass here. I am afraid that after a while, after everyone gets down, It will be very lively in front of the door.
And then, the problem that everyone needs to face is: Compared with the clinking poor civilians and soldiers, behind the door are probably rich and powerful noble lords. So, the burial will never be so random—I mean, you know? "
Miller’s reaction was the fastest: "Is it an enchantment or a seal?"
"The trouble is, both are."
Ye Qingxuan clicked on the huge stone door with his chin: "In the myth of Romulus, this situation is called the'gate of the underworld'. It has both the coverage of the barrier and the independence of the seal, it should be It is a special specialization of a certain school, and it is a trace of at least five banned musicians working together."
"Is it done?"
"I can't do it." Ye Qingxuan shook his head decisively: "When I reach the scepter level, I might try again. Maybe there is some hope. Colt will not work, otherwise he will definitely not stay here."
"Should we try to dig a hole again?"
"Are you sure you want to dig a hole on the active volcano?" Ye Qingxuan made an analogy: "If the alchemy matrix is not removed here, the consequences of rushing to dig a hole will not be much better than that.
Remember the Romulus square at the door? It's just an aperitif before a meal, once the "gate of the underworld" is activated. All the defense facilities of the upper underground palace will be activated at the same time, and there will definitely be a big meal served..."
Ye Qingxuan looked around the palace that was empty enough for hundreds of people to come out to practice, and smiled mockingly: "It's so far away, do you guess how many mud puppet centuries can be placed in this place?"
"……"
Barlow's expression twitched. Scolded an swear word: "I knew that those Romulus dead ghosts built such a big place, they must have no peace of mind!"
"Then what happens next?"
"Cold dressing."
Ye Qingxuan shrugged: "There are three ways."
"One, we are consuming here, and see if someone who comes later can solve it, but I’m afraid it will waste time. Two. Let’s go to the top and try another way, but it’s probably impossible... "
"How about three?"
"Three?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled, looked at his watch and said: "It's just late, it's useless, it's better for everyone to go home and sleep. Tomorrow recharge your energy and come back to solve it..."
Everyone thought he was joking, but looking at Ye Qingxuan's serious face, he didn't know what to say.
In the end, the three of them were finally persuaded by him to pack their things and leave.
staying far away, the formation on the opposite side was a little flustered, a trace of error flashed in Colt's eyes, and he opened his mouth to speak, but saw a trace of mockery in Ye Qingxuan's eyes.
collapse!
a cane on the ground, Ye Qingxuan lifted up his top hat, bowed to salute, and then slapped his **** and turned away without hesitation-since I don’t know what conspiracy this guy has prepared, but as long as he doesn’t follow the other’s pace, Don't be afraid of getting caught.
The ruins are here anyway, and they won’t run away anymore.
, let’s keep squatting, let’s go home and sleep, goodbye you~
The four of them turned around and left.
While climbing silently on the ladder, Barlow's movements suddenly stopped, and he grabbed Ye Qingxuan in front of him.
His eyes have turned into beastly vertical pupils at some point--on the palm of his hand, the hair is erected, as if a wild beast is about to go mad, and his whole body exudes a frenzy.
seems to have sensed natural enemies.
"Some **** is coming."
He gritted his teeth and stared ahead: "Very strong animality, very strong..."
Ye Qingxuan was stunned. I don’t know how strong the animality is to horrify the inheritors of the Dragon Stone School. You know, after seeing a giant like a giant worm, Ye Qingxuan himself has already been stunned by the existence of Eudemons. I was completely numb, and it was hard to imagine what would surprise me.
soon. On the whirling stone ladder, footsteps came.
two.
one after another.
The person in front takes a step, and the person behind follows. Follow the rules, as if you are serious about stepping on the footprints in front of you. Stereotypical and careful.
"Casper...Casper Hauser."
Barlow’s sharpened nails cut a stern gap on the wall, and the sand fell, his body tight: "Brother Hauser, drag Torre and his monster brother."
Before 's words fell, a gray and black figure appeared in front of him.
The man in grey clothes stands tall and straight. His face was cold and rigorous, and in the dimness, his pupils were like amber.
Behind him, the rickety figure is of a monkey, wearing a dirty black clothes of a few years, in tatters.
His face was covered with a kerchief and he couldn't see his face clearly. His waist-length hair seemed to be greasy and compacted together, turning into strands, like the hard mane of some kind of beast.
just don’t know why. However, his pupils didn't have any traces of beastification of summoning musicians, they were just sluggish.
Casper.
Caspar Hauser.
In the legend, a summoned musician and a summoned musician nurtured according to the ‘optimization theory’.
——Monster level monster.
The encounter between the two sides caused a stalemate for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, the older brother Torrey nodded slightly to the few people first, and without saying hello, gave way to the upward passage.
After a moment of silence, the two sides ‘passed by’ on this not narrow staircase.
has a five-meter-wide ladder, but at the moment it is too narrow and too narrow.
When the is narrow enough to miss each other, it is suffocating.
Just as he passed by, Ye Qingxuan's vision saw a faint coat of arms from Casper's dark cloak—a totem that had faded in the wind, sun, rain, and wear.
That is a black hound badge. It lurked in the darkness of the background of the robe, but revealed a faint outline.
grinds his teeth and **** blood, waiting to be killed.
……
interlaced momentarily, until after walking away. Ye Qingxuan could still hear the violent heartbeat coming from Barlow's chest, like a violent gasp that hadn't subsided after the war.
His eyes were gloomy, and he subconsciously gnawed his nails, making a rattling, irritable sound.
"That legend, is it true?"
Miller asked softly: "Is the'best inheritance' completed?"
"Probably it is."
Barlow said in a muffled voice, "I was still skeptical about that guy before I saw it. But after I saw it, I knew that it was mostly. Compared with that stage result, our school's research is lagging behind after all. A step forward."
"Animal inheritance? What is that?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
"—the evil way of the crooked door!"
Barlow took a sip~ IndoMTL.com~ looked back at him: "Do you know how a ‘hound breed’ was born?"
How was the hound breed born?
, of course, choose from thousands of bulldogs, and select the most grumpy, aggressive, fastest, and strongest among them. Then their superior bloodlines will mate with each other, continue to observe the offspring, and then select among them The strong man, constantly nurtured, trained, strengthened, reproduced... until the end, the bloodlines of countless strong ancestors gathered on the same bulldog.
grumpy, powerful, quick, aggressive, and at the same time taming the strong... gathers all the advantages and one body.
Then, a new hound was born.
"Some schools think: If hounds can be used, why not summon musicians? Anyway, isn't human being a slightly advanced beast?"
Barlow only said this, not to continue.
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, then looked back at the darkness behind him.
The darkness swayed, as if the pitch-black hound had never gone.
That is the summoning musician and the summoning musician nurtured by the summoning musician.
Monster-level monsters.
"That's it."
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I’m sorry to ask for a day off tomorrow. (To be continued.)