Crown of Silence

Chapter 608 The King Slayer

What kind of person is Mary?

Ye Qingxuan found that he had never thought about this question.

When they first met, it was in the kitchen of the Royal Academy of Music. He knocked on the pot lid and took his dog with him, looking very excited. She stood at the back, watching quietly, leaving quietly, not caring.

Perhaps it was the pride and arrogance of the royal family.

Later, in the lower city of Avalon, he saw the bloody Ripper, with a completely abnormal cleanliness, wanting to kill all dirty people and make the city clean again.

He once danced with this princess in the Shadow of Avalon, looking closely at her pair of delicate eyes like jewels, full of pain and emptiness in her eyes.

He could see the deepest scars and blood.

In Stein's secret room, the two had a brief coexistence, but there was no deep communication between them.

She has become a qualified heir to the throne. The reserved and noble princess and the wanderer just passed by each other.

Ye Qingxuan never thought that they would meet again.

He also didn't expect that she would be crowned as king so soon.

She has become an emperor, noble and powerful, but not what Ye Qingxuan imagined.

——

The new king's tour in the Kingdom of Shadows has begun.

The King of Hell will come.

When Ye Qingxuan came to the Shadow of Avalon, the tour had not yet ended, but the vague hideous face of hell had already emerged.

Mary did not hide her whereabouts, or rather, she had no idea of ​​hiding at all.

The king's tour was grand and dignified.

She passed through the city gate, along the winding streets, on the blood-stained road, up, through the broken city, and walked towards her own palace.

Wherever she passed, all the buildings and streets fell apart and collapsed into fragments.

Huge ether waves spread out from her body.

Above her head, the crystal-like crown reflected the reflection of the city, rendering everything with the dim light from hell.

For hundreds of years, the Kingdom of Shadows welcomed the sun for the first time.

But the sun was born from the darkness.

The dark sun echoed her song, rising from the top palace, shining on this demon city, accelerating the collapse.

Countless pungent sulfur dust fell from the sky, burning with stars and fire, like a hot rain. The rain of fire covered every corner and ignited everything.

Countless demons screamed, trembled, and died in the fire, and maintained the action of kneeling until death, offering everything to the supreme emperor, the king of the world and hell.

The moment he saw her, Ye Qingxuan already understood what happened.

Although he didn't know what deal the Dark Lord and Lancelot had reached, there was no doubt that Mary had become a pawn of the Dark Lord as a sacrifice.

Ye Qingxuan could see that countless music extended from the Scepter of Hell and deeply penetrated Mary's limbs.

The Lord of Darkness implanted his essence, the Music of Hell, into Mary's body, and controlled Mary's will with the dark side born from the curse of dragon blood.

Now, with Mary's body, the Lord of Darkness can move freely in the Shadow of Avalon.

Even in reverse... absorbing the power of the Shadow of Avalon and completing himself.

The music that was once severely damaged by the Sword in the Stone is now continuously drawing the power of the Shadow of Avalon, undergoing transformation and rebirth.

When she arrives at the palace, the Music of Hell will replace the power left by Arthur, completely usurp all the bases, and completely turn the Shadow of Avalon into a "hell on earth".

And King Arthur will be completely freed from the palace and come to this world again with the respect of natural disasters.

"What a good calculation, Lord Dark Lord."

Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, and couldn't help raising his hand to suppress the faint headache between his eyebrows. This was a strange feeling mixed with irritability and anger, filling his brain like a flame.

Under the gap between his fingers, the cold moonlight shone in his black pupils.

"Let's say hello first."

He whispered: "It's rude to come uninvited. At least let the 'master' know who is knocking on the door."

"Yes, sir."

Behind him, Shi Dong nodded, but the heavy sword was pulled out of the sheath and stabbed into the ground. The blade rubbed against the iron and stone, making a harsh and long low hum.

Immediately afterwards, a roar like thunder broke out.

Deafening.

"——Deusvult!!!"

No one had ever thought that this dying, shriveled old man's body still had such a powerful aura, enough to support him to roar like a dragon and shake the world.

This is a language passed down before the Dark Ages, engraved in the bloody oaths of the Inquisition and the Crusades.

Deusvult, the will of God.

This is the will of God, the will of all things, and the place of justice and glory.

Hereby declares that the Witch Hammer steps onto the battlefield!

With that roar, the world roared.

The Holy Emblem of Flame slowly rose from Shi Dong's body, illuminating the dark clouds.

The huge steel warship broke through the clouds, and the searchlight pierced the flames of the black sun, shedding a bleak white light. Dozens of steel stakes were thrown from the catapult track, with a roar, deeply wedged into the collapsed building, and then, the pillars of fire that reached the sky and the earth rose from the ground, interweaving into a huge flame cage.

At that moment, the King of Hell stopped moving forward and slowly turned around, which made Ye Qingxuan smile.

"Yes, that's right, look here."

Facing that gaze, Ye Qingxuan slowly moved forward, walked into the cage of fire, and bowed to the girl wearing a crown, "Your Highness Mary, long time no see."

The girl's eyes were empty, and her delicate face was full of indifference, without any reaction.

It was like looking at a ball of air.

In the projection of the Scepter of Hell, the figure of the Lord of Darkness slowly emerged, looking around the surrounding scene, and finally looking down at Ye Qingxuan, revealing a mocking smile:

"What a long-lost scene... Inquisition? I remember that after being abandoned by the Order, you were as destitute as wild dogs, living in shame, and you can actually wait for the day of revival?

What is this? A miracle?"

"Isn't it because ghosts like you still exist in this world?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at him and responded coldly: "After all, someone has to remind you - you still have enemies that have not been defeated, and there are still people in this world who will never give up with you."

"You want to kill the king?"

The Lord of Darkness clapped his hands happily: "Just like what your boss Maxwell did, Ye Qingxuan, he really didn't misjudge you. The saviors of Anglu actually want to kill their own king? It's quite ironic.

Our Majesty once admired you. I wonder if she would be heartbroken when she saw you...right, Your Majesty?"

Mary's pupils trembled.

It was like waking up from a long nightmare. In her empty eyes, a dim light like a candle in the wind emerged.

Surprise, hesitation, fear.

Seeing Ye Qingxuan's face clearly, she couldn't help wanting to hide and escape.

In the end, it seemed like she was relieved.

There was no questioning or anger, as if she had realized her own fate.

"Mr. Ye, are you here to kill me?" she asked softly.

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

After a long time, he nodded slowly.

"Yes."

"It's great to die in your hands."

As if she was relieved, she smiled, held back the tears of fear, and said goodbye softly: "Please save this country and completely cut off the blood of this disaster."

"I promise you that the Ripper will die here."

Ye Qingxuan looked into Mary's eyes and promised word by word:

"——Mary and this country will be reborn together."

"Then... I'll leave it to you."

Mary smiled and closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, they were already covered with hideous beastly red.

The terrifying dragon might burst out from the body, transformed into a flame-like substance, and spread in all directions. Under the blessing of the Scepter of Hell, the will was materialized. Just by operating it, the Shadow of Avalon had already made a wail of collapse, and the material world was distorted.

The flame cage was turbulent.

The invisible sword and axe chopped down, and the barrier in front of Ye Qingxuan cracked into countless cracks and shattered in an instant.

Ye Qingxuan sighed, and when his pupils were raised again, they were already filled with cold moonlight.

Facing the frenzied dragon might, he raised his arm and issued an order:

"Deusvult!"

All things wish, God's will.

- Here to execute the justice of the world, eternal justice!

Flame and iron, falling from the sky!