Crown of Silence

Chapter 504 The Last Supper

After being enthusiastically pushed into the car, Ye Qingxuan finally enjoyed the long-lost treatment of a serious criminal.

First, a tranquilizer was injected into his neck, followed by a blindfold, a hood, then handcuffs, leg cuffs, and finally etheric shackles were stuck on his collarbone, arms, and neck, completely cutting off the musician's induction.

Under the restraint of the strong magnetic field, all the shackles were stuck on the iron plate, and finally the iron box slammed shut, and there was no light.

There was silence in the darkness, and no sound could be heard.

Ye Qingxuan lay in this "coffin" that seemed to be specially built for him. He could only infer that the carriage was still running in the holy city based on the faint vibrations coming from under him.

Sometimes it turned left, sometimes right, sometimes it went up, and sometimes it went down.

In the dark, he counted the time with his fingers, and he didn't know how many sixty seconds had passed. He was about to fall asleep, and the vibration of the carriage stopped.

"Find someone... to deliver it..."

"... just died... I won't go..."

"It's my turn..."

The sound of a vague argument came, someone dragged the iron coffin he was in forward, and there was a faint sound of an elevator in the middle. Ye Qingxuan only felt that the wind blowing from the vents was getting colder and colder, and he didn't know whether it was in a cold storage or underground.

Until finally, the long transportation finally stopped.

There was no sound for a long time.

"Leave it to Master Samuel... This is Master Ludovico's order."

"Why bother the teacher?" A voice whispered, "Just leave it to me."

"You want to covet this blood slave? Aren't you afraid that the teacher will throw you under the sun and turn you into ashes after knowing it?"

"Come on, Quintus, you are also very hungry, right?" The voice snorted and laughed: "This smell should be the musician. The blood of a musician is definitely not low-grade. It is said that he is a big shot. I only want him to be my blood slave. I can give you half of the blood, but you help me cover for the teacher."

Amid the faint gnawing sound, another voice sucked something, and after a long time answered: "... Let's do it."

The iron box was lifted up and then thrown on the table.

As the key was turned, the iron box opened, and the hood and eye mask were pulled off. Although he was still unable to move in the strong magnetic field, Ye Qingxuan finally saw the long-lost light.

Somewhat dazzling.

The light of the shadowless lamp in the operating room was cold and dazzling.

Familiar disinfectant and strong smell of blood came.

Two men in noble costumes looked down at him, their faces pale and bloodless. After seeing him, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and their sharp canine teeth protruded.

Ye Qingxuan narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"Hey, two, is it time to eat?"

The two were startled and couldn't help but take two steps back. After confirming that the shackles on Ye Qingxuan were intact, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The thin man in the lead narrowed his eyes:

"You are still awake?"

"Yeah." Ye Qingxuan nodded, "The quality of your sleeping pills is not very good. I narrowed my eyes for a while, but I really couldn't fall asleep. It's just in time for your meal."

He turned his eyes curiously and looked around: "What are you going to eat? So delicious?"

On the operating table next to him, he saw a shriveled corpse. The stiff corpse was full of gnaw marks, and one arm was broken.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

"Quickly frozen food? Your economic conditions here are not very good, you can't even afford fresh food?"

"Shut up!"

The leader slapped him, but Ye Qingxuan's expression did not change, still looking at him with a smile: "I guess you two are going to eat next? Can you eat something cooked? Eating raw is not good, roast it, fry it, sprinkle some pepper and salt, it will taste so good."

The two musicians who were transformed into vampires looked at each other, their expressions gloomy: "You are still nagging when you are about to die, be obedient, I will give you the blood of glory in a while, this is an opportunity you can't ask for in several lifetimes."

"Can you be gentler?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at his two fangs: "I am afraid of pain... Otherwise, forget it."

Suddenly, the two faces became gloomy.

"Inject him with anesthetic first, Nino." Quintus suggested in a low voice: "Don't let him have any tricks, this guy has a strange look in his eyes..."

"Okay."

Nino hesitated for a moment and agreed, walked to the operating table, extracted five times the amount of powerful anesthetic, pointed it at Ye Qingxuan's neck, and sneered: "I see you can't play any tricks, sleep first."

"Okay."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, blinked his big eyes, and looked at them quietly.

One minute passed, two minutes passed, ten minutes passed...

Ye Qingxuan was still looking at them, blinking his eyes. Gradually, Nino's sneer expression could not be maintained, and became more and more gloomy.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh.

After he completed the transformation of Xiaoyuan, the hormones and organ functions in his body were completely different from those of ordinary people. With the Philosopher's Stone in hand, his physical transformation was complete. Let alone a small thing like anesthetics, even if he took poison as a meal, it would only cause diarrhea.

This sedative, which is enough to cause brain death in ordinary people, is just a drizzle to him.

"It's almost time for dinner, why are you dawdling around?" Ye Qingxuan suggested: "Why don't you two eat first? It's not good to be hungry. How about I promise not to talk? I see. It's so pitiful that you are locked up here underground every day without even being exposed to the sun. You should dedicate yourselves to doing good deeds..."

Snapped!

Nino's expression twitched, and he slapped Ye Qingxuan with his backhand: "You ungrateful thing!"

Because of Samuel's failure to advance the scepter, a fellow music theory student was completely transformed into a monster that couldn't live without blood. Although it has not been purified, it is kept in this underground facility like a dog, fighting for the corpses of homeless people every day. If it complains at all, it will be thrown out to bask in the sun by the teacher who has a sudden change of heart, and be burned to ashes.

They didn't dare to complain against Samuel, but Ye Qingxuan dared to mock him even for a mere blood bag, so he couldn't help but get angry and took out a scalpel:

"Show off your mouth skills, right? I'll open it up a little for you so you can speak louder!"

Before he finished speaking, the scalpel cruelly cut open the corner of Ye Qingxuan's mouth, tearing open a large crack. The sad and abnormal wound extended to the side of his cheek.

Blood gushed out.

Ye Qingxuan did not scream, but looked at the two people with an enlarged version of his 'smile'. The eyes of the two people had turned blood red.

After being transformed into vampires, blood, especially the blood of musicians, has a fatal attraction for them. If the blood of ordinary people is food, then the blood of musicians is a panacea for them, the only way to increase their abilities. What's more, this is the blood of heaven and humans that even the real Moon Spirit Elder Laura covets.

Quintus's eyes turned red. Regardless of his previous promise, he rushed forward, bit Ye Qingxuan's neck, and sucked heavily.

"Don't be anxious, drink slowly." Ye Qingxuan gently comforted: "Don't choke."

Nino was furious, and just as he was about to grab Quintus, he heard a scream.

As if he drank hot iron juice instead of blood, Quintus suddenly jumped up from Ye Qingxuan's body, staggered back, and let out a piercing scream.

On his face, Ye Qingxuan's blood stains glowed with soft moonlight, but the skin scorched, rotted, dehydrated, and turned into a ball of coke.

The blood swallowed in his belly spread to all sides, causing the pain of being burned in a furnace. In the severe pain, Quintus ignored his own body and tore his chest apart with his sharp claws, trying to fish out the blood that entered his abdomen. However, he saw that his internal organs withered under the corrosion of the 'poisonous' blood. ash.

"Nino, save me! Save me!"

He screamed, rolling on the ground wildly, scratching at his body. Nino quickly backed away as if he had seen a ghost. Before long, Quintus turned into a charred mummy and could no longer move.

"Is your appetite so small?"

Ye Qingxuan watched Quintus' miserable situation with cold eyes, and couldn't help but whistle: "Then just eat less, or it won't be good if you suffocate to death."

Suck your own blood?

joke.

The blood of the gods itself conceives music theory, and after being integrated into the Moonlight Chapter and the Philosopher's Stone, it has extremely lethal power against monsters.

Unless, like supplying Lola, he willingly absorbs the moonlight in his blood, and the drinker knows how to resolve the music theory of the same origin, do you want to drink your own blood?

It would be better to drink rat poison and commit suicide.

Under the blood stains, the wound at the corner of his mouth closed quickly and healed quickly. Soon, only a thin wound was left, and the original miserable condition could not be seen at all.

boom!

The ones in the operating room were torn apart.

"what happened!"

An old and decaying figure walked in, leading a few panic-stricken young people. First he saw Quintus who died tragically on the ground. The beardless and hairless old man suddenly exuded a cold and biting murderous intent.

Soon, they saw Ye Qingxuan on the operating table.

When those young people smelled blood, their eyes suddenly turned red, and they eagerly wanted to move forward, but they were afraid of the teacher's majesty and did not dare to move.

Seeing the tragic situation of Quintus and the panicked look on Nino's face, Samuel, whose appearance changed drastically, understood what was going on, and his eyes became extremely cold.

"Teacher, it's none of my business!" Nino exclaimed, "It's all Quintus! He wants to seduce the blood slave that Master Ludovic gave to the teacher!"

"Nino, you have really grown up..."

Samuel looked at Nino coldly and laughed strangely: "I even dare to steal the things given to me by Lord Ludovic."

Nino's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly rushed out of the door, trying to escape. But Samuel snorted coldly, and he fell to the ground, screaming, writhing in pain, scratching his body, almost exposing his miserable bones.

The blood vessels all over his body bulged, releasing a dazzling light. Soon, a scarlet color flew out from his heart, taking away all the blood purification from him and returning it to Samuel's hands.

At this time, Nino was motionless, breathing out but not in, and he was already dying.

Behind Samuel, the remaining disciples remained silent and did not dare to move.

"Are you Ye Qingxuan?"

Samuel stood in front of the operating table, staring at his face. The old and strange face looked like he was smiling. It was so ridiculous that it made people feel scared: "I have heard about it for a long time. It seems that it is indeed worthy of the name. I just got here and got it done." Two of my students died..."

"Hey, you obviously killed one of them yourself, okay?" Ye Qingxuan corrected him coldly: "And they jumped on me to suck my blood, so you can't blame me, right?"

"What a sharp tongue! It's a pity to become a blood slave like a walking corpse."

Samuel laughed strangely: "Don't worry, I will train you to be my most outstanding descendant. With the music theory and the blood of heaven in your body, my scepter will be more perfect..."

"You, all get out."

Samuel turned and ordered the disciples: "No one is allowed to come in without my order."

Soon, the operating room returned to silence.

Samuel held up the blood light drawn from Nino's body, and the blood light was shining, illuminating Ye Qingxuan's face. He laughed strangely: "Waste is waste, it's good to die, and the blood of the elements can be used to train you."

Ye Qingxuan asked: "You don't expect me to be a filial son and grandson after I make a ghost like you, right?"

"Don't worry, you will."

Samuel laughed strangely: "I will make you learn it."

Before he finished speaking, the blood light in his hand boiled up like a live snake and drilled into the wound on his neck. The elemental blood that Samuel personally extracted traveled through the arteries and instantly spread throughout the body.

The music theory contained in it unfolded, trying to modify Ye Qingxuan's physique and body, transforming him... But before it could take effect, Samuel's face suddenly changed.

He could no longer feel the elemental blood injected into Ye Qingxuan's body, as if it had completely disappeared.

In the silence, Ye Qingxuan farted for some reason.

Foul smell.

"Sorry."

He smiled awkwardly: "Indigestion."

"... So that's it."

Samuel looked at him coldly: "The inherited music theory of the blood of heaven and man, is this what you rely on? I miscalculated."

Ye Qingxuan smiled but said nothing.

Samuel raised a sharp knife and suddenly stabbed it into Ye Qingxuan's heart. Blood spurted out and fell on Samuel's body, making a hissing sound, but was rejected by the music theory in his body.

The blood of heaven and man, which was as poisonous to the blood clan, was released like a small fountain.

Reflecting Ye Qingxuan's pale face due to blood loss, Samuel laughed sharply: "Don't worry, after your blood is emptied, I will grant you rebirth."

But the next moment, the gushing blood seemed to be alive and flowed back into Ye Qingxuan's chest, making his face rosy and healthy again.

Samuel was stunned, drew his knife, and stabbed again.

Blood flowed out, blood was withdrawn, and blood coagulated.

Stab again, no use, stab again, no use... He kept stabbing Ye Qingxuan's heart like a sieve, until finally, there was only awkward silence.

Samuel's face was ashen.

"..."

Ye Qingxuan looked at him sympathetically: "My blood may be more home-bound and unwilling to move. Why don't you try another way?"

"How outrageous!"

The terrifying ether fluctuations suddenly burst out, almost suffocating Ye Qingxuan.

The strange scepter floated above Samuel's head, emitting a strong blood light, and Ye Qingxuan's skin was stinging wherever the light shone.

Although the advancement of the scepter was unsuccessful and he was turned into a bloodthirsty monster by the scepter, Samuel had completed the transformation after all and had fully adapted to the terrible power of the scepter. His strength was incomparable to that of an ordinary master.

Ye Qingxuan did not resist, but just raised his chin and exposed his neck: "How about you try to suck it yourself?"

In the wound on his neck, the blood glowed with a metallic luster like mercury.

Samuel looked at his blood with fear, and soon, he couldn't help but sneered: "It seems that you think I really can't do anything to you... Then, let's change to a simpler and rougher transformation method!"

Before he finished speaking, the shadow of the scepter suddenly burst into dazzling blood light and poured into Samuel's head, while the sticky blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, flowing in the air, rushing to Ye Qingxuan's facial features, and drilling into them like an earthworm.

Samuel's elemental blood is the same as the blood of heaven and man, both of which integrate music theory into blood and pass it on. It's just that the elemental blood will turn the host into a monster like him.

If you can't suck blood or corrode through blood, then it's better to directly corrode and transform it with music theory!

In just a few minutes, Ye Qingxuan has revealed a terrifying potential that makes him palpitate.

What a talent!

The purification music theory in his blood is indeed terrible, but the surging vitality and other powers contained in it can definitely make Samuel's power surge again, and even repair the alienated scepter, with the hope of getting rid of the impulse of sucking blood and not fearing the sun.

He has made up his mind, even if he doesn't hesitate to consume the origin, he must completely transform Ye Qingxuan. Once the transformation is completed, this body can be used as his new body.

In the ether shackles, Ye Qingxuan was defenseless and had no resistance. He could only let Samuel's scepter music theory pour into his body.

Then, he sighed softly.

"What a pity, if I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing..."

Before the voice fell, Samuel's face changed suddenly.

He felt the power rising from Ye Qingxuan's body. In an instant, it surged from nothingness, broke through the resonance, rose, crossed the interference, and continued to rise, surpassing the description in the rumors, breaking through the limit of the interference level in one fell swoop, and stepping into the realm of distortion level.

The magnificent heart music movement was running, and the melody of the five internal organs burst out with the same beat. The ladder emerged from it, spanning the seven systems, running the magnificent melody, and expanding again.

In the blink of an eye, the small source in the sea of ​​ether responded to the melody and cast a tremendous force. The light and shadow of the sea of ​​ether appeared around him.

With this as a fulcrum, Ye Qingxuan's power broke the limit of the distortion level and stepped into the realm of the master!

And Samuel's eyes were about to pop out.

Impossible!!!

How, the fuck, is this possible!

He, he, he... didn't he just step into the resonance level a month ago?

In just one month, he broke through the resonance, interference, distortion, and stepped into the realm of the master?

In just one month!

One month!

In panic, he even ignored that Ye Qingxuan was in the shackles of the ether lock, and he mobilized the ether without any induction.

He only heard a crisp shattering sound around Ye Qingxuan, and he turned over.

The layers of shackles around him had been pried open at some point!

He turned his wrist, and the silver knife that he had hidden in his sleeve during lunch was held in his hand, and he stabbed it down suddenly.

With a crisp sound, it sank into the bald head and penetrated deeply into the brain.

Samuel screamed.

In the confrontation and erosion of music theory, Ye Qingxuan's face covered with blood elicited a cold smile:

"First... brainwash!"