Crown of Silence

Chapter 619 Speed ​​and Strength

The knight's fighting style is the most direct and intuitive way of fighting - no matter what the strategy or tactical purpose is, in the final analysis, it is to 'destroy the enemy physically'.

The key points that determine its strength are different from those of musicians. They do not require multi-faceted applications, nor do they require long-term research and understanding, and they do not even require a master.

After ignoring the gap in martial arts and experience, the advantages and disadvantages of weather and status, and the favor of the situation and luck, the remaining knights can only master the simplest two factors.

Strength and speed.

As long as these two are mastered, the balance of victory and defeat can be determined.

This is also the direction that everyone has been pursuing since the birth of the armored knight.

Therefore, I don't know how many monsters have been born from the workshop.

The machine that is currently crowned with the strongest pure power is the 'Snake of the Courtyard' announced by the Asgardian National Alchemy Laboratory a few months ago.

During the preparation and construction period, it has surpassed the previous strongest power ‘Hercules’ and attracted everyone’s attention.

It consumed tens of thousands of tons of steel and precious materials, a total of 300,000 manpower in five years, and the scale of the furnace and workshop formed a new heavy industrial city. The lapis lazuli consumed as an additional ore when casting the internal wire pipes almost accounted for two years of mining in the world.

After burning up half of Asgard’s treasury, its prototype was cast.

Equipped with more than six super-giant ether furnaces, it is jointly driven by sixteen great knights and forty musicians. Its height exceeds 100 meters and its weight exceeds that of a warship.

Once it moves, it is like a city walking on the earth.

In addition, it is equipped with three legions and six special armored knight brigades, as well as a regular maintenance team of more than a thousand people.

It is enough to make a final decision on the front battlefield.

The limit of its pure power is still a mystery, but it is conceivable that for the Garden Snake, pushing down a wall is no more difficult than a child flattening a sand castle on the beach.

That kind of behemoth was born to wrestle with natural disasters. Its strength has risen from ordinary muscle strength to the level of national strength, which is simply beyond the reach of mortals.

And the enemy faced by Ye Qingxuan... in a sense, is also equally difficult.

Unlike the Garden Snake, Lancelot has a terrifying speed that almost interferes with time.

The alchemical armor that Arthur once spent all his treasury on and built in the glorious capital at its peak was the guarantee for Arthur to defend his path to godhood and the eternal dynasty.

The power of that handed-down alchemical armor is enough to make the knight step into the realm of the inhuman. Only a strong man among ten thousand can withstand the terrifying pressure it brings.

And now, the driver is Lancelot, who is one of the few knights in the whole Anglo and even the whole West, and is known as the "man favored by victory".

In terms of explosive power, when Lancelot drew his sword, even the scepter musician who had turned himself into ether could not dodge.

Fortunately, Lancelot could not always maintain that terrifying acceleration.

Although he didn't know how long it would take to buffer, if he didn't seize this opportunity, when he finished buffering and accelerated again... Ye Qingxuan would have to gamble his life.

Fortunately, he was always good at gambling his life.

"Don't worry, sit down and have a glass of water, if you have something to say... speak slowly."

Facing the molten gold light that roared again, Ye Qingxuan smiled, and the staff of change in his hand fell down, tapped the ground, and struck the first note.

Then, the magnificent melody of the endless waves colliding with each other burst out from it, and the earth-shaking roar shook the entire battlefield, and everyone was overwhelmed by the terrifying image hidden in the melody.

It was like sitting on a broken sampan, watching the sea tide rising from the ground, casting a shadow that covered the sky and the sun, roaring and advancing on the sea. It was clearly the fusion of water and water, but it was like the friction of iron and iron, with a loud sound that tore the eardrums, pressing down.

But then, what came was an indescribable silence.

Roar, shout, roar, hiss...

All the sounds quickly faded away, as if separated by a thick surface of water. In an instant, silence engulfed everything. The light dissipated, and everything was dark.

Only when you look up can you see the stormy sea surface and the dark water light.

At this moment, here, here... it has been overturned under the sea tide and buried in the deep sea!

Suffocation came suddenly.

The lungs twitched, and it was difficult to inhale and exhale air, but the face was still blue from being suffocated, and it was unable to breathe freely.

Despair came suddenly.

Then came the terrifying undercurrent and the overwhelming pressure of water.

Falling.

Everyone was falling.

Downward.

The fall seemed endless.

It seemed like countless years had passed, and it seemed like only a short moment, and finally I saw the bottomless abyss under my feet.

After burying all the darkness and ugliness, the abyss transformed by the essence of the abyss was like a monster, opening its mouth wide, quietly waiting for those who were caught in the illusion to fall into the deepest darkness.

The darkness was tangible and soul-stirring.

In the deepest darkness, everything would return to darkness and melt into eternal sleep.

——The Chapter of the Abyss!

The false tides closed all escape routes from all sides.

The image of the fierce tide was wrapped in melody, which was used as the initial fulcrum. The hint was implanted in the sudden loud noise. In a blink of an eye, this war-level illusion with a perfect super-wide range was swayed, leaving no gaps.

The Royal Musicians were swept into it in an instant, and before they had time to resist, they were forcibly pulled into a long fall with no end in sight.

Although it was only a short blink of an eye, this blink of an eye was stretched thousands and tens of thousands times in the consciousness. Almost one-third of the members were shocked by the gradually approaching abyss, and their fighting spirit was exhausted.

Then, when the leader raised his hand, ready to call for the strange to come and devour the illusion, the deep sea suddenly lit up with a scorching molten gold light.

From the deepest darkness, the knight who had been eroded by the abyss raised his hand, and the dragon-slaying spear burst out with the glow of the sun, unreasonably and forcibly tearing the darkness apart.

The glow of molten gold shot up into the sky, leaving a straight wave of white air wherever it passed.

In just a moment, it penetrated the entire abyss vertically.

Even though he was at the core of the illusion, he still relied on his own will, denied the illusion that had become reality, and forcibly destroyed the illusion with force. Lancelot escaped, stabbed with his spear, counterattacked, and destroyed all the illusion nodes by following the ether induction.

In front of the Dragon Slayer Spear, the ether cycle was easily cut off at the key point.

Ye Qingxuan, who was hiding behind the illusion, was ejected. Before he could speak, he felt his scalp tingling. He subconsciously tilted his head. The next moment, Lancelot, who was ten meters away, was already within reach.

The knight's hideous visor was in front of him.

The spear tip that cut through the air and rubbed to a red glow whistled past his ears, and the whistle almost tore his eardrum. The spear tip scraped his cheek, leaving a long wound with a burning pain that made his bones tremble.

There was no time to dodge.

Ye Qingxuan pressed against the spear, stepped forward, opened his hands, smiled warmly, and embraced the "uncle" who was close at hand.

Death embrace.

The strings of the Nine Heavens Ring suddenly tightened under his will, entangled with each other, trembling, but bursting out like a roar like an iron drum.

A seed of music theory was formed from the chapter of fate. With Ye Qingxuan's actions, it was silently pushed into Lancelot's body by his left hand, and then, the nature interfered!

The seed of music theory merged into the heart, absorbed blood, took root and sprouted, and what bloomed was a blue flame.

——"On the Burning Ashes"

The music theory inherited by Abraham reappeared in Ye Qingxuan's hands. Through the interference of nature, all the blood in the body was replaced with raging fire, and the music that burned people from the inside out began.

In his right hand, the music theory inherited from the Cui Yu Lu gathered, and thirty-six lines of thought extended and rolled towards the armor.

The next moment, Ye Qingxuan quickly retreated, rolling on the ground in a mess, avoiding the sweep of the Dragon Slayer Spear. Then, the tail of the gun rubbed his shoulder and hit the ground, and the gravel flew and splashed on his face, bringing a raw and dull pain.

He was forced to retreat.

What a pity.

If he was hugged, even Lancelot would be in trouble.

In just a moment, the thought line can connect the alchemy matrix in parallel, disrupt the balance of the four layers through the music theory invasion, and cause the ether furnace to overload and self-destruct...

Just after forcing Ye Qingxuan to retreat, and even before he could take advantage of the victory, Lancelot felt the growing flame in his body. Without hesitation, he turned the spear tip and aimed at the old wound on his chest.

The steel rubbed and burst out a sharp sound. The barely healed old wound was cut again by the dragon slayer's spear, and then, what gushed out was not blood, but pure flames.

The flame was cut by the spear tip.

Then, the music theory seed parasitic on the heart was picked out and fell apart in the air.

Under the tragic scar, the dark dragon's might rolled, forcibly closing the wound and repairing the broken armor. The strongest knight of Anglu once again stood in front of Ye Qingxuan intact.

Then, seeing Ye Qingxuan's happy smile.

It's done!

At this moment, the moonlight gathered around Ye Qingxuan like a substance. In the sound of steel proliferation, countless ethers gathered out of thin air under the inspiration of the principle of purification, condensing into dozens of erratic sword blades.

The crystal-like translucent sword blade blended into the moonlight, and it was almost impossible to distinguish the outline, only casting a faint shadow on the ground.

——Throwing the sword!

Under the full force of the Chapter of Fate, the Nine Heavens Ring played the "Moonlight Chapter" sixteen times at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, from Shen Cheng to Shun Wu, followed by Qu Han, Hu You, and Wang Shen... and even the eighteenth section of Zhengsheng, the final "throwing the sword"!

The illusion of a long rainbow piercing the sun emerged out of thin air, and sixteen moonlight swords full of murderous intent had locked onto Lancelot's location. With Ye Qingxuan's casual wave of his hand, they broke through the air!

It was clearly not a physical object, but when it broke through the air, it screamed like the angry shouts of countless people, blood and tears turned into a river, an eagle struck the palace, a comet hit the moon, and a rainbow pierced the sun.

In an instant, it crossed a distance of ten steps and killed the enemy!

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