Crown of Silence

Chapter 103 Silent City

The whole world has fallen into a nightmare.

The blue moonlight fell from the sky, illuminating this suddenly hideous world, and also illuminating the scarlet water under his feet.

Behind the tower bridge, the city showed a sharp outline in the dark night. But that outline was completely different from the appearance in the daytime.

It was like it had become another city in an instant. After losing light and color, the silhouette of the city became sharp and hideous, like a demon's palm reaching out to the sky.

In the mist in the distance, the outline was turbulent and constantly changing, like a reflection from hell...

And in the silence, a sharp sound suddenly rang out.

In front of the boy, the bronze door that was originally slightly closed was pushed by an invisible force, and the hinge made a sound of metal friction, and it burst open!

The strong wind mixed with the smell of decay blew from the city on the other side of the tower bridge. The cold breath in the wind instantly took away Ye Qingxuan's strength, almost making him kneel to the ground.

"What on earth is this?"

In silence, he lowered his head and looked at the 'water' under his feet. Under the reflection of the blue moon, the 'water' reflected the scarlet color.

The bright red liquid came from the other side of the tower bridge and was still flowing, like a river.

It tilted down from the top of the city, flowing along the entire city, winding from top to bottom, passing through the tower bridge, quietly flowing over the boy's feet, and finally flowing into the thick fog behind him.

The bloody water meandered silently, leaving a red...blood road!

"Blood road?"

Ye Qingxuan's face was pale, and his body staggered back.

He finally understood where this place was.

According to legend, the 'Shadow of Avalon', where King Arthur's treasure was buried, was hidden in the shadow of this city. But for thousands of years, no one could find it.

Because if you want to find the city hidden in nightmares and shadows, you must find the key to open it, a road formed by the convergence of blood.

A bloody road!

"It's all true?"

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, looking at the blood flowing quietly under his feet, and felt that he had fallen into an extremely realistic nightmare.

It turned out that those legends were true, it turned out that what those people said was true, it turned out that the Shadow of Avalon really existed, it turned out that... he really had a way to enter the Shadow of Avalon!

It turned out that he spent a day and a day escaping, but he walked on this bloody road and walked from the world into hell.

It turned out that...

"What the hell is going on!"

He roared angrily, roaring towards the other side of the Tower Bridge: "I don't want to see you at all! Why did you drag me in! I don't want any shitty treasure! Take it away!"

In the distance, the Shadow of Avalon remained silent, and as expected, there was no response.

The Devil's City under the moon was still hideous, but the blue moonlight in the sky gradually dimmed, like a tired eye.

As he was glaring, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt his vision blurry, his will was drowsy, and an invisible force shook his body.

In the drowsiness, the pale blue moonlight went out. The blood path under his feet also stopped flowing, dried up, and disappeared. The thick fog was madly disturbing, as if it was disturbed by some external force.

"Ye Zi! Ye Zi!"

He heard someone calling his name.

The surrounding scene was shaking and changing rapidly, as if a nightmare was about to be awakened, and the devil's world began to collapse.

The thick fog was dissipating rapidly.

In an instant, his eyes went black.

When he opened his eyes again, everything had returned to its original state.

"Ye Zi, are you okay?"

In front of him, Charles grabbed his shoulders and shook the distracted boy vigorously: "Ye Zi? Ye Zi? Can you hear me?"

He looked at the dazed boy and waved his hand in front of him: "What's wrong with you?"

"Senior brother?"

Ye Qingxuan stared at Charles' stupid and mean face and wanted to punch him, but he felt that this guy had never been so cute.

"You finally replied, are you okay?"

Seeing that he had returned to normal, Charles breathed a sigh of relief: "How come you disappeared in a blink of an eye? I searched all over Avalon and thought you were kidnapped by human traffickers. Are you sure you are okay? You look like you are covered in injuries..."

Ye Qingxuan turned his head and looked around at the familiar night scene, but felt that this place was particularly unfamiliar.

"Brother, where am I?"

Charles couldn't help but sigh: "Stupid, of course you are in Avalon."

"Which Avalon?"

"Is there another Avalon in the world?"

"...It's better not to have one."

Ye Qingxuan smiled with difficulty, but felt a blackness in front of his eyes. When his tense nerves finally relaxed, he fell into a faint involuntarily.

He had had enough of this terrible day.

——

In the lower city, in the layers of thick fog, the streets were quiet.

There was also a beam of cold moonlight in the darkest place.

Under the pale moonlight, the professor waited silently.

Behind him, the darkness was disturbed, and a hideous figure slowly emerged, and the butcher returned silently. He held the broken bone saw in his left hand, and there was nothing in his right hand-according to the agreement, he should bring the oriental kid back intact.

But now he came alone, with his right hand empty. But behind the donkey head mask, those eyes were no longer scarlet, but still violent, like a tired beast.

"You actually missed it?" The professor looked at him with mocking eyes.

"There is always a first time for everyone." A hoarse voice answered.

"Really?" the professor said calmly, "I always thought you were a monster."

"Isn't it precisely because of human needs that monsters exist?"

The butcher looked at him deeply, threw the stack of money orders as a down payment back into his arms, and turned to leave.

——

Two days later, in Abraham's study at the academy.

"Based on the portions of the Voynich manuscript that have been deciphered so far, we can understand some of what happened before the Dark Ages.

Unfortunately, most of the records in the manuscript are about astrology and geography, and they are completely different from what we observe now. "

In front of the blackboard, Abraham reached out and wrote on the blackboard: "According to the records in the Voynich manuscript, the starry sky above our heads is different.

There is no mention of the existence of a 'ring of stars', but a band of light composed of a large number of stars, which is called the Milky Way. There is only one 'moon', the celestial body closest to the earth, that is specifically marked in it, and there is no mention of the phenomenon of the 'blue moon'.

And most importantly, many of the stars are no longer visible to us. For example, Mercury represents mystery and Mars represents war.

This kind of fault phenomenon also often appears in Eastern astrology. For example, the Hoshino branch handed down from ancient times - Sanyuan Twenty-eight Constellations, is now completely unobservable.

The "South Dipper" representing life and the "Big Dipper" representing death have disappeared without a trace. Perhaps this part of the mystery is preserved in the undeciphered parts of the Voynich Manuscript, but it remains a mystery. ,

Since ancient times, the gap between records and reality has caused confusion among many archaeologists, and even many "stars" and "astrologers" have doubts about life and committed suicide in the long depression. For researchers of ancient texts, this is especially something to avoid. We need...leaves? Are you listening, Ye Zi? "

Abraham turned around and saw the distracted students behind the desk, so he raised his voice:

"Leaves? Leaves!"

The young man was awakened from his sluggish state. He quickly got up from the table and rubbed his face: "I'm sorry, teacher, I was distracted. Where are we talking now?"

“Interpretation of the Voynich Manuscript.”

"Uh, sorry."

Ye Qingxuan said awkwardly: "I don't seem to have heard this part clearly. Can you explain it again? Just start from the previous part."

Abraham sighed, put down the chalk, and sat back opposite Ye Qingxuan: "You haven't been in good condition lately. Did something happen?"

"Well, it's actually nothing." Ye Qingxuan smiled dryly: "Maybe it's because of lack of sleep."

"Did you stay up all night reading again?"

Abraham suddenly felt helpless.

In the past half month, after Ye Qingxuan relaxed his study of musical notes, he officially began to learn the interpretation and deciphering of ancient documents from him.

The young man's progress in this area surprised him. He was making rapid progress.

After learning the 'interpretation method', Ye Qingxuan has been able to initially decipher and interpret some relatively recent documents.

As long as you cultivate it for a while, you can directly serve as your assistant to help you with your current interpretation work.

In just a few days, Ye Qingxuan completed something that would take ordinary people two or three years to basically master.

On the one hand, it is because of Ye Qingxuan's talent, and on the other hand, it is also because of the accumulation that is no worse than that of famous scholars.

After all, there aren't many perverts with good memories who can memorize all the books in the cult's collection into their heads, and this guy is basically cleaning out Abraham's study now.

As for the language that requires a lot of time to learn and practice, Abraham doesn't have to worry about it.

As early as when Ye Qingxuan was working as a scribe, he had already mastered most of the current language systems.

In addition to the common lingua franca and Latin language writing within the order, the Asgardian language called the 'living fossil' was even learned from Father Bane.

And when he was a child, he had already learned the same ancient Eastern language. At present, most of the research literature does not have any reading difficulties for Ye Qingxuan.

Logically speaking, having such a student is enough to make any researcher of ancient documents laugh out of their dreams.

But Abraham just feels a little worried now.

In the past two days, Ye Qingxuan's entire state has become very wrong.

When Charles carried him back two days ago, he was covered in blood and had a high fever. The fever finally subsided, but if I asked him what happened, he wouldn't tell me.

And I don't know what I'm thinking about in my mind. I'm so lost that I'm always in a daze. Often a person locks himself in a room.

Everyone was a little worried about him, but Charles secretly opened the window to take a look, only to find that he was just reading some books in the room. Looking here and there, looking here and there...as if looking for something, I see that day and night are blurred.

Abraham shook his head:

"That's it for today's study of interpretation methods. You can go and rest first.

He stood up and packed his things, but when he turned around, he found that the boy was still sitting where he was.

"Teacher, are the things we learned really useful?"

He suddenly asked.