Crown of Silence

Chapter 381: The more you read, the more you will learn it naturally

"You have to stay..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, Casper roared furiously.

It was the first time that Ye Qingxuan saw Casper so furious that he was directly out of Torre's control - as if he sensed some huge crisis.

The roar of the beast echoed throughout Auschwitz.

Immediately afterwards, countless beastly maws suddenly covered the young man.

Casper suddenly rushed forward, his body expanded crazily in mid-air, and he faintly escaped the restrictions of the 'human seal', devouring the animal nature in his consciousness, and forcibly evolved into the prototype of a three-headed dog.

This is an out-and-out animalistic fusion. In an instant, dozens of phantom beast species were integrated into his body, each of which was a huge phantom beast that remained from the "animal inheritance".

In just an instant, he transformed into a half-human, half-animal figure, his whole body burning with blazing fire, and the poison spread.

It seemed that he did not expect that the other party would attack directly after a disagreement. The young man was stunned for a moment, looked at Casper flying in mid-air, and then stretched out his hand, put it on Casper's forehead, and pressed it suddenly!

boom!

The earth trembled.

It was like a meteor falling from the sky and hitting Casper on the head in an instant. Casper was smashed into the ground by the young man's palm. The huge roar spread to all directions, and the ground that shook at that moment was almost black.

Dust flew up and froze in the air.

With just his own strength, the young man suppressed the violent Casper. Invisible power extended from his hands, freezing the air and forming twisted shackles.

In the shackles, Casper struggled wildly, unable to move.

Ye Qingxuan was covered in cold sweat.

He is familiar with this power, he is too familiar with it...

"I told you, you have to stay."

The young man raised his head, as if molten gold was boiling in his eyes: "No one can leave."

This feeling is right...

"Longwei..."

Ye Qingxuan murmured softly.

This is the unique "dragon power" of the phantom beast that can be called a "dragon". It interferes with reality with will - attaching thoughts to the ether, condensing them into substance, and turning them into invisible and qualitative power.

That power can be turned into a bone-eliminating steel knife, which can completely cut a person into pieces in an instant. It can also be attached to the body, strengthening the person's body to an incredible degree.

It is said that when it reaches its limit, it can turn into wind, clouds, fire, thunder and lightning!

But in the hands of this young man, he was so skilled that he could command like an arm, and the dragon power was powerful enough to suppress Casper's explosion in a hurry. Ye Qingxuan had never heard of it.

At the same time, behind them, on the broken position in the distance, the aura of the abyss rose into the sky.

Blood and fire burn.

In the melodious and desolate songs, the skeleton brides danced with the desperate grooms, hugging their partners tenderly, immersing each other in the burning river of blood.

In the midst of the chaos, the frantic musicians made up their minds to fight and surround them at all costs.

'Cave of Annihilation', 'Beast Catalysis', 'Mimetic Illusion', 'Eye of the Self-Destructor'... and other weird music and alchemy equipment emerge in endlessly. Unfortunately, no matter what kind of power, in front of the hooded musician Become a joke.

Even if the visitor is clearly only at the resonance level.

With one hand, he grabbed the Cave of Annihilation that fell from the sky, and then his figure suddenly disappeared and appeared strangely in another direction. He lightly took away the 'eye' that exuded a strange glow and swallowed it into his belly to suppress it. , and then, an arm grew out of the shoulder, beating a gentle beat, but the beat cut into a changing movement, forcibly causing a backlash from the music theory, causing the musician to instantly swell and turn into ashes.

It was as if he had predicted in advance what would happen next.

Just relying on the position coverage of the "Blood Danube" and several strange movements, the hooded musician was able to completely destroy himself in an instant, defeating them one by one, and toying with everyone's bulging skills with a skill beyond imagination. among.

As a result, the musicians one after another sank into the river of blood, swallowed up by the skeletal seal, waiting for transformation.

"Is that all you have?"

The hooded musician chuckled: "I was originally expecting the elites of each school to come up with some new tricks, but why do they keep playing the same old tricks? It's no different from what I learned when I changed my identity and entered your school under my own name. ah……"

"Really? Then come and try this!"

Behind him, a voice sounded.

He was a dark-skinned young man with dreadlocks on his head and various strange tattoos carved all over his body. Under the tattoos, there were layers of musical notes flowing.

Like a phantom, he walked quickly across the blood river, breaking through the air and setting off a layer of pale air waves. Then, with the sudden movement of his left foot, the frantic speed penetrated into the blood river under his feet, setting off a wave of white air. A frenzied wave.

But the power merged into his body with this blow, piercing his waist, walking across his body, and moving forward along his shoulders. The muscles all over his body rippled like water waves, as if they came alive and expanded three times in an instant. He almost turned into a giant at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, the force that was enough to break down the city wall merged into his fist and smashed forward!

Instantly, the fist broke through the air again, creating layers of air waves, even exceeding the speed of sound. Before the music changed, it penetrated layers of shields, smashed layers of defenses, and chopped at the shoulder of the hooded musician.

Bang!

The shoulder of the hooded musician was blown up along with half of his chest. His body flew out, but he recovered to his original state in mid-air without any trouble. He floated and landed, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

"The move just now is a bit like the Eastern martial arts 'Li Men Ding Elbow', but the speed and power..." He stared at the young musician and muttered to himself: "With a human body, it would have been vaporized long ago if it reached such a speed, right? Hey, young man, tell me your name."

"Paul Bunyan."

The young musician with dreadlocks twisted his neck, and the friction of his joints made a snapping sound, and his muscles abnormally changed to a dark color.

"Hymn strengthening?"

The hooded musician recognized the power in his body and shook his head immediately: "No, there is also a transformation strengthening, so that's it!

Combining the music theory of the hymn system, using the power of the school of change to transform his body, so that the physical fitness is almost unlimited... Is it inspired by the black musician's degenerate transformation?"

He applauded with joy: "Only a few decades have passed, and new theories and advancements have been born? It's really amazing and refreshing. I didn't expect that being able to strengthen the fragile human body to this extent is not inferior to, no, it is far beyond steel! If we hadn't appeared, you would definitely be able to shine in this trial! Maybe you would become a new generation of musicians!"

"Even if you appeared, it would be the same!"

Paul Bunyan's figure suddenly flashed, and his body came like thunder. In an instant, it seemed as if he had grown three heads and six arms, and his fists like a storm blasted forward. Every time it smashed through the air, it brought a loud explosion.

Thunder in the sky!

This is the power and punch that has been strengthened to the extreme. The head-on brutality solves all problems. The shield, the wall, and everything in front must be destroyed without mercy!

During the battle, Paul Bunyan's blood has completely reached the boiling point, and strands of blood and qi gushed out of his pores, like a burning flame.

In an instant, the hooded musician was beaten into a ball of mud, but the mud was reborn immediately, as if it had endless vitality. But at this moment, he was in front of Paul Bunyan, but he had no power to fight back.

"...Have you found your weakness...?"

"Sure enough, you are already at the end of your strength!"

Paul Bunyan laughed: "What Colt said is right. You have already exhausted your strength in a direct battle with so many musicians! As long as your speed is used to restrain your changes, you will have no power to fight back!"

"Colt... Um, it's the talent from the Rock Iron Academy, I didn't expect that he was discovered..."

Amid the violent blows, the constantly changing mud could still make sounds, and even a sarcastic laugh: "But where is the Colt you mentioned now?"

Paul Bunyan was stunned and looked back, but found that there were only a few figures left behind him. Colt, who was originally in the middle of the command, had disappeared without a trace. No, he had already run away!

"Distracting in battle... is a taboo."

At that moment, the voice of the hooded musician rang in his ears, and then his eyes went black.

It was as if a battering ram hit the back of his head, causing his body to fly backwards and smash a wall. Immediately, he got up and looked over in a daze.

At the original place, the hooded musician had already recovered. Under the broken cuffs, the palm kept changing, black as iron, cold as silver, and finally, it seemed to turn into a black and purple crystal.

"How is it possible..." Paul Bunyan almost suffocated.

How could he not see that the method used by the hooded musician was the core music theory of his school - immortal refining!

Sublimating the fragile body into a more solid gold and iron, and even finally, reaching the realm of immortality.

"Is it worth being surprised?"

The hooded musician laughed: "Is this something worth being surprised about? If you see it more, you will naturally know it."

The next moment, Paul Bunyan's face changed.

Because the enemy's figure was rushing towards him!

——

In the darkness, Colt was running wildly.

His footsteps were silent, and his figure disappeared without a trace. In the huge Auschwitz, he could clearly sense the presence of many black musicians and demons, often brushing against the edge of their perception, quietly passing through many battles, and no one noticed.

Soon, he sneaked into the periphery of the mine, hiding in a half-collapsed building, carefully holding his breath, staring at the demons wandering around the mine in the distance.