Crown of Silence

Seeing that still stern face, Ye Qingxuan almost laughed to the point of being out of breath.

“Just now I said that I was not up to the task and was not worthy of the power… But now who among us is the fallen one, Your Majesty?”

Ye Qingxuan laughed so hard that his stomach hurt: “How does it feel to be part of the White Knight? You are now the king of the earth again, forever and ever, hahahahahaha!!!”

Even though he was mocked by Ye Qingxuan, there was no shame on that face.

The original kings were buried in Guixu, their bones were integrated into the island, and their consciousness was integrated into the matrix, becoming the iron rule covering Guixu. And when the bones and consciousness were devoured by the White Knight, the earth master created by the Hundred Eyes turned these kings into part of himself.

The former earth masters and the current earth masters have become one.

Their bones were cast into the crown, which became the crown of the White Knight, and all the music theory and elements were integrated into the body of the White Knight and driven by him.

The original kings who created the human era became the stepping stones of the eternal darkness.

For them, there is no crueler mockery than this, right?

The scythe of God's Wrath fell, and the glow of the scorching sun was torn into two lines. Ye Qingxuan's smile became more mocking, and he was about to say something provocative, but before he could say anything, a chill rushed up from his heels. He didn't care about speaking anymore, and rolled back several meters away with a donkey roll that was so skilled that it would make all the thieves in the world cry in frustration.

A roar broke out.

The broken stones flew and hit his face, causing pain.

He looked up and watched the longbow in the white knight's hand slowly change into an ancient spear, the matrix on the spear lit up, and lightning lingered on it.

At that moment, the speed of the white knight increased dramatically, and the spear in his hand galloped with the warhorse, piercing the place where Ye Qingxuan was originally, splitting iron and penetrating rocks, and everything turned to ashes wherever it passed.

And his face, at some point, had already turned into the appearance of the Lord of the Golden Palace.

"Fuck!"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

It was not until now that he remembered... The White Knight devoured the original kings, and what he got was not only their memories and elements, but also their terrifying force that was enough to create an era.

He lowered his head and looked at the sickle in his hand, then raised his head and looked at the thunder gun in the hand of the White Knight on the warhorse, feeling like he was screwed.

Fighting close combat with seven or eight powerful knights who were the best in the world and created an era?

Brother, are you kidding!

Ye Qingxuan once again recalled the time when he was beaten by the instructor of the Witch Hammer.

Even after the cramming-style indoctrination, his martial arts were still so bad that it made people cry and couldn't bear to look directly at him. If Lancelot was here, he might be able to fight with these emperors for a few rounds, but if Ye Qingxuan went up... that would be pure food!

And who is the Lord of the Golden Palace?

He is a monster who can make warriors of all tribes in Asgard perform various tricks with one man, one gun and one horse!

If a hundred of his kind were tied together, it would probably be just a matter of stabbing a few more times for the kings. Killing a weakling like me, they might even despise dirtying their hands.

"Wait!"

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand and scolded angrily: "Didn't everyone agree to have a fair duel between musicians?"

Boom!

The thunder gun roared, pierced through the void, and hit the sickle of God's Wrath. Ye Qingxuan flew back dozens of meters. Before he could stand firm, the thunder gun shook in the hands of the white knight and turned into a longbow again, and the arrow of the element whistled.

Ye Qingxuan was helpless and retreated in embarrassment. For some reason, he suddenly felt aggrieved.

What is this called? Suffering the consequences of one's own actions?

Fair and square? Do you still want to say this, Ye Qingxuan, look at yourself, have you ever had a fair and square duel between musicians since your debut?

With your ability to wear a sack, hit with a club, and use dirty tricks, the Musicians Association couldn't help but expel you from the list!

Now you still expect others to fight you fair and square?

Dream on!

And this is not the worst.

The worst is... On the warhorse, the White Knight reached out and grasped the broken stone plate, holding the Calamity Core, using it as an interface to draw endless power from Guixu.

With the infusion of a large amount of ether, the phantoms of the kings emerged from behind him.

In the crisp cracking sound, there was the sound of bone growth.

On his cracked back, two pairs of arms grew rapidly, holding bows and arrows, long swords, and heavy swords respectively... and just under the crown, new facial features slowly emerged on both sides of the White Knight's face.

When Ye Qingxuan thought that he was going to deal with a monster with three heads and six arms next, he couldn't help but feel scared. He stared at the Calamity Core, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and made up his mind.

You are unkind, and I am unjust.

If you watch me die, I will call for help!

"Old senior, stop pretending to be dead!"

Ye Qingxuan shouted: "You are the one who wants to sit on the mountain and watch the fire, right? You won't get any benefit if I die, okay? Or are you ready to fight this thing for 300 rounds by yourself?"

In silence, no one responded.

The white knight seemed to have a mocking smile on his face.

But the next moment, what happened stunned everyone who was observing here.

In that piece of ancient Guixu fragment, a cold steel light suddenly burst out, and the clanging sword sounded like a bamboo falling on a plate, which sounded continuously. The sword sound like a movement of music turned into a mighty dragon roar in the end.

An extremely cold sword energy burst out from the fragments that were originally empty. It was so close that the one-inch iron light was like a moving steel wire, held tightly by the invisible swordsman, moving back and forth, nineteen times in a snap of the fingers, and the crackling sound was endless.

The dragon-shaped sword energy that should have dissipated long ago was actually condensed again, and after experiencing the destruction, it became more condensed, and the murderous intent was restrained, not revealing the slightest bit.

Now it suddenly rose up, piercing, chopping, and cutting nineteen times in a snap of the fingers, showing the sword skills of heaven, blinding eyes, slitting throats, cutting arms, cutting sternums, crushing hearts, splitting limbs...

The cold sword skills actually evolved into a terrifying scene of white rainbows piercing the sun, and the White Knight was torn into pieces in an instant.

Even Chopin, who was not far away, was shocked.

...Is there such a thing?

Not only did he not die under the attack of the arrow of the element, but he faked his death and escaped, sneaking through objects, avoiding the eyes and ears of the natural disaster, hiding himself in a place close at hand.

Although it was only one blow that severely injured the White Knight and it was difficult to kill him, the thought that there was such a terrifying assassin in the world was enough to make those bigwigs uneasy.

At the moment when the White Knight shot the arrow of the element, others did not see it clearly, but Ye Qingxuan saw it clearly with the induction of the blood of the heavenly man.

At the moment when he was about to be pierced, the dragon-shaped sword energy turned around and killed himself, killing his own projection first!

Dead things cannot be killed a second time.

There is no way to continue to attack things that do not exist.

The copper arrow immediately lost its target, fell powerlessly, and dissipated in the air.

——Sword Chapter of Nirvana!

Yes, there is such an operation!

It is not for nothing that Yuan's sword chapter fully understands the way of killing and destruction.

If you can kill others, you can also kill yourself. You can even survive from death, temper your will and transform.

This move may be a sure kill for others, but it is just a drizzle for Yuan's musicians.

Among the nine surnames of the dragon vein, only this one is the most bizarre, putting the cart before the horse - the sword is like a person, but the person is like a sword.

When Yuan's music theory is finally practiced, he will kill himself first without others, and experience the mystery between life and death. At least one of the three will really die in this level.

After the transformation just now, the sword energy and music theory have been reduced by at least 90%, but this does not cause any trouble to Yuan.

This is Yuan's true talent.

These lunatics firmly believe that the purer the power, the better. For them, they often pursue a higher realm and skills. It doesn't matter whether the power is one or one hundred.

It only takes an inch of iron to kill people, not to mention that the one who holds this inch of iron is the head of the Yuan family!

The head of the Yuan family was obviously angry when a junior exposed his whereabouts, but he had to cooperate with him due to the current situation.

But what happened next made his original body far away in the east want to vomit blood.

He came up, but Ye Qingxuan... ran away!

Seizing this rare opportunity, Ye Qingxuan retreated hundreds of meters and fled to a safe distance without hesitation.

The head of the Yuan family went and was caught by the White Knight, who attacked him furiously and fell into the same situation as Ye Qingxuan just now, even more dangerous.

Shameless!

The head of the Yuan family cursed: "Ye Qingxuan, what do you want to do?!"

"Come on, senior! Believe in yourself, you can do it!"

Ye Qingxuan waved to the sword energy with a grateful face: "You must hold on! I will go back to Anglu to get reinforcements to save you!"

Get your sister's reinforcements!

By the time you return to Anglu, the daylily will be cold! Even if you bring the Knights of the Round Table with you, what's the use!

Ignoring the look in the sword energy that almost wanted to kill him, Ye Qingxuan set up a protective boundary, supported the ground with the Scythe of God's Wrath, closed his eyes, and seemed to be wandering in the sky.

But his will ran along the ladder, jumped over hundreds of springboards in an instant, jumped thousands of miles, and returned to the heaven on earth.

In the Reflection City of Avalon, in the throne hall, an illusory figure suddenly appeared, as if the teacher was captured by a demon, shouting:

"Your Majesty, help me!"

Mary, who was sleeping lightly on the throne, was awakened, opened her eyes, and looked at him in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Ye Qingxuan had no time to explain, and asked directly: "I remember that I had started to repair the things in Stein's secret room No. 9 before I left. Is there any progress now?"

Mary frowned and thought for a moment, her expression became more helpless: "It's a pity that you still remember.

The people in the research institute are going crazy because you broke it like that. I have complained to you several times. The most basic alchemy matrix was just repaired a few days ago, and the specific implementation will take some time. Time."

"Enough, enough!"

Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Lend it to me first, and then you can confer it."

Mary looked down at Ye Qingxuan's rogue appearance and couldn't help glaring at him:

"Then let's meet."

Ye Qingxuan half-knelt obediently, and Mary drew her sword and placed it on the shoulder of the projection: "In the name of Mary I, I confer Prince Avalon Ye Qingxuan as my knight. The ceremony is over, you can get up."

Facing His Majesty's petty temper, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to laugh. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Mary's voice: "Is everything going well?"

Seeing Mary's faintly worried expression, Ye Qingxuan smiled: "Although there are twists and turns, it's okay."

"Give you the sword and armor of a knight. "

Mary reached out and gently touched the projection's cheek, saying goodbye softly: "I hope you will return victorious."

Then the knight nodded:

"I will live up to your Majesty's expectations."