Crown of Silence

Immediately afterwards, in the next moment, dozens of streams of light flew out of the gap, followed the gap opened by the ladder, and quickly flew out of the ruins.

The musicians who were sealed in Guixu were still alive.

From the observation, it can be clearly seen that there are no scars on their bodies. At most, they only have pale faces after being frightened... and the extremely conspicuous sect badge pinned to their chests.

Suddenly, so many people converted to the Order, but the Order's fleet in the distance was not happy at all, because above the Order's emblem were the emblems of flames and holy symbols.

Inquisition.

Was he actually taken advantage of by the Inquisition at this juncture? !

The archbishop who observed the scene was stunned for a long time, and he gritted his teeth and swallowed the old blood. Even in this desperate situation, he was able to find a way out and then pull others onto his pirate ship.

"Sure enough, the chief judge should not be underestimated..." He murmured coldly, withdrew his gaze and looked at the priest in red behind him: "Your Excellency Chopin, do we still want to let the situation worsen?"

"The situation has never gotten better from the beginning. It's so sad. It's hopeless. It's hopeless. It's totally hopeless."

The man known as Chopin huddled in a dark corner and complained in a low voice: "Schubert's loss of control is an obvious warning, but the Holy City has never had the courage to make a decision.

If you had asked me to go earlier, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened, right? I'm much more suitable than Schubert, why not let me go? "

Talking nonchalantly about the fact that he should die in Schubert's place, Chopin's dark tone actually contained a hint of expectation:

"If we had done it earlier, we wouldn't have had such troublesome things happen later."

The bishop's expression was complicated, and he whispered awkwardly: "Your Excellency Chopin, you are the only one among the musicians in the world who can inherit the status of a saint. Please keep it until you can be useful..."

"It's starting again, don't be nagging."

Chopin waved his hand, and about half of the palm that stretched out from the shadow looked perfect, delicate and delicate, the hand of a perfect musician.

But the other half looked scarred, with layers of scars on his wrists, and even wounds that had just scabbed over, and there was a large burn mark on the back of his hand.

Now, that hand points to Guixu, pointing to the source of the ladder to heaven.

"Look there."

——

“Prepare the way of God, make His paths straight.”

Ye Qingxuan heard the soft voice coming from behind him: "Use your own music theory to suppress the outside world, without fear of dark areas and chaos, to pass at will - it once took me thirty years to reach this level.

And you only spent a few months in the world..."

Ye Qingxuan turned around suddenly and saw the condensed figure in the darkness.

The figure was so close, but there was no real sense of it, as if it were an illusion reflected from a mirage. The male-female face stared at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes full of envy.

"This is probably a talent beyond my reach."

"Paganini?"

Ye Qingxuan frowned, "You didn't throw yourself at Guixu. Do you still have time to come find me?"

"After all, if the cage is broken, you should always pay attention to it. I didn't expect that you would make such a terrible improvement under pressure."

Paganini sighed softly: "I pride myself on being a talented person, but I was easily surpassed by your father a hundred years later. Originally, I thought there was only one monster like him, but now, you are chasing me again.

Maybe I should have killed you in Auschwitz at all costs. Among so many musicians, apart from the Blue King, you are the only one who makes me feel like a threat. "

Being compared to Paganini and the Blue King, Ye Qingxuan felt no joy at all.

This can only show that Paganini was completely murderous.

It was not done in Auschwitz, and it is not too late to do it here.

He subconsciously blocked the old nun behind him who had not yet had time to leave. He did not dare to take the time to find a gap to escape, and concentrated on dealing with the pressure Paganini brought to him.

"Until now, you still haven't forgotten to worry about the Order?"

Paganini glanced at the old nun with a half-smile: "It's a pity that the religious order won't appreciate it."

"I don't care what the Order thinks."

Ye Qingxuan responded coldly: "But I can't just watch this worthless sacrifice happen in front of myself."

"You and the cult are not on the same page, Ye Qingxuan. I knew it from the first moment I saw you. Your father is not the same, and neither are you. You don't like him, but he combines his contempt for authority with his right to the right. Paranoia has been passed down to you, and you can do better than him. He only wants to hide, but you will be prepared in advance. "

"so what?"

Ye Qingxuan asked indifferently.

"Come to me, Ye Qingxuan, this is the last time I invite you."

Paganini stretched out his hand with a sincere expression: "The One with Hundred Eyes is dead, I will lead the abyss and become the new god.

I will start from here, transform the abyss, change the black musician, and change the world.

The world will have a new beginning. You will have the opportunity to create its rules yourself, and everything will be as you wish. As long as you and I stand together, we can control the whole world. "

"No."

Without any hesitation, without any thought or hesitation, Ye Qingxuan shook his head and refused so clearly that even Paganini, who had been prepared for it, was stunned.

"Why?"

"nothing."

Ye Qingxuan didn't want to pay attention to him and tightened his grip on the stick of destiny:

"Just think I'm mentally ill."

Paganini looked at him preparing for war, and sighed softly for a long time.

"Are you always obsessed with those trivial things, Ye Qingxuan... It's really ridiculous."

He raised his eyes and looked down at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes becoming cold: "Even if you have become a master, even if you can become a scepter, what qualifications do you think you have to be my enemy? Just with what you have mastered That garment of original sin?”

"So you still remember this."

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh: "Don't be so stingy, isn't it just a piece of clothing? I thought you didn't take it to heart at all and had forgotten it a long time ago.

To be honest, your clothes are very easy to wear and they were loyal to you until the end. Please forgive me. "

"Let me tell you, Ye Qingxuan, why the Changing Music Theory is so powerful..."

Paganini's face was as dark as water, but he raised his palm slightly, and between his five fingers, there was a faint mist, but it was changing. When dust and ether fall into it, they seem to be dissolved and disappear.

In that very short moment, he was assimilated by the changing music theory and became a part of it. Cold and feminine, he quietly plunders all things and achieves his own success.

"——Because its user is 'I'."