Crown of Silence

Chapter 755 Sorry

Then, the Sea of ​​Ether emerged from the material world for the first time.

At this moment, the old musician relied on the divine armor and connected Vanaheim with the World Tree. He had almost transformed into Asgard. Under the situation of pushing the power with all his strength, he directly emptied the boiling Sea of ​​Ether and injected it into the mortal world.

That was a density that was tens of millions of times higher than that of the black zone. Countless fierce lights gathered together, forming a scene like boiling mercury. The light flow that was enough to dissolve everything gathered from all directions.

For the first time, Ye Qingxuan felt the feeling of being submerged in the Sea of ​​Ether.

It was like being thrown into a pool of strong acid.

The illusory ether torrent was full of wailing and pain. The resentment and madness left by the dead were dissolved in it. Countless broken faces emerged from it, wailing, crying, and stretching out their empty hands to pull him.

At this moment, Ye Qingxuan and the incarnation of the natural disaster had been completely immersed in this angry ocean.

Just like soaking the ore in the decomposition liquid to completely dissolve it before making some special alloys.

Want to leave?

Dream on!

You can't leave. The old musician will certainly not let Ye Qingxuan and the others leave.

The stove has been built, the fire has been lit, and the plucked duck has flown away. What else can we eat for dinner?

Seeing that he was being squeezed like a soft persimmon, Ye Qingxuan's anger subsided, but his eyes became colder.

"Your Majesty, how is your swordsmanship?"

He suddenly asked Mary, without thinking.

"Hmm..."

Mary rarely showed an embarrassed expression, "I am not good at royal swordsmanship. At most, I can barely tie with Christine who gave me one hand. What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Ye Qingxuan's expression suddenly became a little complicated.

Although it is not as terrible as Lancelot's swordsmanship, it is already good to tie with Christine who gave me one hand in the Knights of the Round Table.

At least it is hundreds of times stronger than someone like me who uses a sword as a stick.

He sighed and made up his mind:

"Then the key to victory in this battle lies with your majesty."

"Hmm?"

Mary was at a loss.

Although she had the power of the natural disaster, Mary had always been Ye Qingxuan's assistant. Although she was not used to relying on others, she was suddenly asked to take the key to victory, and she was facing the divine armored Odin who had almost entered the realm of the three pillars.

She was also a little flustered.

"I'm afraid the host is unwilling to leave now, so I can only stay and be a bad guest."

Ye Qingxuan said coldly: "The old guy's idea is to let everyone fight on the ether engine before the explosion. We can't be tied up."

He did not hide his voice. In fact, the current situation is clear.

After gathering the power of the entire Asgard for hundreds of years, Vanaheim has now become a super-large alchemy cauldron.

There are a lot of music theory evolutions all the time. If you don't pay attention, it will explode completely. Not only will Asgard be blown up to the sky, I'm afraid the whole world will face a catastrophic impact.

The old musician now is half threatening and half blackmailing, tying the whole world to his molten lead barrel, so that Ye Qingxuan will be afraid to act rashly and passively be beaten.

If you want to solve him, you can't hesitate or hesitate, you must get everything done in an instant.

Then, you can only use his only weakness.

Now all the power is maintained on the divine armor through the world tree, and it is not Odin who controls all this, but the old musician hiding in it.

There is no doubt that this is his only weakness. If you want to win, you must gather all your power into a line, penetrate a point, and accurately and completely evaporate the old musician hidden in the divine armor.

"It's just... is it really okay to do this?"

Although the logic is correct, Mary still lacks confidence, always feeling that there seems to be something wrong with doing this.

"With my swordsmanship, doing this kind of thing will probably only add fuel to the fire."

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly and looked at Mary: "Later, I will use the New Testament to open up this piece of etheric flow and Vanaheim's boundary that binds us.

Next, it depends on your majesty's means."

"I... try my best."

At this moment, the palm of the incarnation of natural disasters was shaking slightly.

These conversations in the ether did not avoid the old musician. It can be said that although there is some isolation, such a close distance is almost the same as shouting next to the ear for the divine armor.

Ye Qingxuan did it on purpose.

He looked at the divine armor hanging high between heaven and earth, motionless as a mountain, but sneered in his heart.

Pretend, pretend as much as you can.

Now he was concentrating on mobilizing his divinity to achieve a miracle that would change the world. Even if he was fully focused, it was still not enough. Not to mention attacking them, even if he was distracted to suppress Ye Qingxuan and the incarnation of natural disasters, it was already quite a stretch.

In other words, before he was ready, he had no way to fight back.

He could only take the beating unilaterally.

Ye Qingxuan didn't bother to hide this, but put his intentions in front of the old musician. I want to poke you in the heart, will you defend or not? Can you block it or not?

Did he say this deliberately to disturb your mind and secretly plan something else or did he intend to do this?

Guess, guess, guess.

Ye Qingxuan was full of malice.

This situation of being trapped in a dilemma is a torment and test for both sides. Whoever can't hold on first will lose. Ye Qingxuan has been playing the game of stealing for so many years, and this little trick is not even an appetizer.

At this moment, the old musician seemed to have not heard his words at all.

The World Tree turned into wings of light that gushed out from behind the steel giant, connecting the sky and the earth, and transformed itself into Asgard. Then, it used Asgard to promote the majestic divine power.

From the glorious and solemn crown of light, the divinity continuously devoured the endless ether. In the collision and annihilation of countless musical theories, the essence slowly emerged from the alchemical cauldron.

Element·Original Rune!

Six elements as bright as stars turned into gems and moved forward on the giant's crown.

With the emergence of six elements representing different orders and powers, the outline of the last element slowly emerged in the interweaving of countless musical theories.

Compared to the supreme element representing the six terrifying powers, the last element is blank, and there is no rune power in it.

In a blank, it seems that infinite possibilities emerge.

This is the key to creation.

The six original runes are tools created around this most critical blank. Only this blank is qualified to carry the terrifying power of the gods to create the world.

It does not exist in any entity, but it is everywhere.

——Supreme element·Void!

But now, the condensation of the void is getting slower and slower. Under the pressure of external forces, it is almost stagnant and difficult to operate.

Because of the flawless light that is gradually condensed in front of it.

That is the blade that tames natural disasters with mercy and justice, and the most noble essence of humanity can lay the foundation of the crown-the Coronation Sword·Katina!

Only selfless people with justice and mercy can master it, and only those who have mercy and compassion for all things can lift this glorious sword.

At this moment, the power of the incarnation of natural disaster surged in it, and endless dragon flames gathered in a line, igniting the light emitted by the sword.

It was pure enough without any flaws, bright enough without any darkness, just enough without any distortion, and soft enough not to hurt any eyes.

It seemed that all the beauty in the world was gathered here. Only such pure light could prove the preciousness of justice and mercy, and could judge where victory existed.

At the same time, a low chanting sounded from the earth.

"Establish the foundation of the earth and support the dome of the sky. Renew everything in the world and do not let everything decay."

As the sword of the New Testament pierced into the earth, Ye Qingxuan leaned on the sword and declared loudly. The low voice echoed in the torrent of ether. The brilliant and majestic light of the New Testament lit up from the blade, rising sharply and coldly, opening up the torrent of ether that gathered into the ocean, and dispelling all wailing and curses.

Unlike the purity and harmlessness of Katina, the light of the New Testament is majestic and cold, hot like flames, and sharp like iron and stone.

Just like justice and righteousness, it is not gentle because of people's goodness, nor cruel because of people's evil.

It just neatly divides the boundaries, distinguishes the scale between right and wrong, and creates a standard for measuring the value of all things.

Accompanied by Ye Qingxuan's actions, the sword of the New Testament cuts through the intricate music theory and turbulent ether, paving the way for the incarnation of natural disasters and eliminating all interference.

At that moment, the incarnation of natural disasters leveled the blade that gathered all the pure and beautiful light, like a knight, and took a charging posture towards the divine armor in the sky.

Under the posture that was flawless even in Lancelot's harsh eyes, the inhuman power emerged from the ultimate beast, turning into firewood continuously, boosting the prestige of the light.

The light seemed to engulf everything.

In the light of redemption, the incarnation of natural disasters broke through the air.

In an instant, everything fell apart under the blade of light, and the defense of the divine armor was pierced cleanly, spanning a distance of hundreds of meters, and in an instant, pierced through the iron body of the divine armor.

Destroy with overwhelming force!

The light that gathered into a beam tore through the body of the old musician like a broken bamboo, evaporating him in the light without leaving any residue, and the remaining force penetrated from Odin's back.

It cut through the long night sky and the sky, penetrated the mountains that were in the way, and opened a prismatic gap with smooth edges in the middle, moving forward, forward, forward, until it completely penetrated the territory of Asgard, flew into the sky outside, pierced obliquely into the original darkness of the universe, and then gradually dissipated among the stars.

"Success?"

Mary was stunned.

All the resistance and abnormalities expected did not happen. The old musician just obediently let her penetrate the divine armor and kill herself?

She clearly felt that the old musician had completely evaporated in the light stream, without even any resistance. It can be said that he indulged her to penetrate the chest of the divine armor.

In an instant, he was deader than dead.

But why... why hasn't all this stopped?

After losing the control of the old musician, the divinity in the armor is still boiling, running in the veins of the World Tree, and traveling between the Iron Giant and the vast domain of Vanaheim.

The magnificent melody of the creation of heaven and earth is still continuing...

"I'm sorry, Majesty Mary."

In the divinity under the armor, an old voice emerged: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, but how can a person who has already died die a second time?"

Instantly, the divinity in the armor surged, and the invisible thing that seemed to be composed of all noble things gushed out from the armor, which was the origin of Odin in the past.

But now, the face of the old musician emerged.

Just as he just said, for a person who has died long ago, there is no such thing as dying a second time.

As early as when he returned to the ruins, the old musician died in the erosion of Paganini. Since then, only the copies he made have been walking in the world.

Although there are many restrictions on copies, there is one advantage after all - you can make as many as you want.

Otherwise, if he had known that there was this fatal weakness in the plan, why didn't he prepare earlier?

What's more, after sacrificing hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of copies, he has completely integrated his obsession into the divinity that the second emperor's son had not successfully controlled back then!

What he seeks is not to master the power of natural disasters in human form, but for the power of natural disasters to obey his orders and complete miracles. Therefore, some unimportant things can be discarded, such as self-will, personality, consciousness, and more things...

He did not try to dominate and control Odin's divinity like all the losers, he just integrated his obsession into it.

If one copy is not enough, then ten, if ten are not enough, then a hundred, if a hundred are not enough, then a thousand!

Letting himself evaporate thousands of times under the divinity, he successfully integrated his obsession into the divinity, or it is more accurate to say, "pollution".

With the death of the last copy just now, the old musician has completely turned into a machine with only one goal.

He can make different answers, take different actions, and adopt different plans according to different situations, just like the difference machine that came out a few years ago.

But in the final analysis, he is no longer human.

Under the divinity, there is no self-will left, instead, there is a puppet interwoven with hundreds of thousands of plans, a creation machine with only one thought in mind!

From now on, he finally...becomes Odin!

At that moment, Gungnir emerged from Odin's hand and stabbed Mary who was close at hand!

Mary was stunned.

Not because of Gungnir's attack, but because of the blade that stabbed into her back.

At the same moment, Ye Qingxuan attacked her!

"I originally had a complicated and dangerous plan, but I think it's better to forget it. There is no need for Your Majesty to take risks with me."

Ye Qingxuan sighed softly and said goodbye to Mary: "Please forgive my offense and deception, and I'm sorry."

With his movements, the Sword of the New Testament went deeper and penetrated the core of Leviathan.

The incarnation of the Scourge froze for a moment, and then Ye Qingxuan's power burst out from the blade, cutting off the connection between Mary and the incarnation of the Scourge.

The light stream dragged her consciousness out of the blade, along the crack that Mary had just opened, like a clever bird getting out of a cage, soaring freely in the sky outside Asgard.

Finally, it merged into the ether net.

When Mary opened her eyes again, she was already on the throne, but before she could make a sound, Ye Qingxuan's suggestion of burying the sword into her consciousness completely sprouted, pulling her into the deepest sleep.

At the last moment, she looked in the direction of Asgard and stretched out her hand, as if to pull back someone who stayed there, but then, darkness swallowed her.

"Ye..."

——

This is Ye Qingxuan's real purpose.

It is not to kill the enemy and break the old musician's plan, but for the subsequent incidental effect-temporarily breaking the blockade of Vanaheim.

Now they have to face a crazy old ghost, a natural disaster Odin who is about to reach the realm of the three pillars, and an entire Asgard that he can do whatever he wants.

But Ye Qingxuan and Mary are away from home, and their chances of winning are slim.

It is better to send Mary away first.

There is no time to explain, and there is no time. This is the only way. I hope Mary will not be angry.

He sighed.

After extracting Mary's consciousness and Katina's power, Leviathan was like a monster without shackles, with inhuman darkness and hideousness emanating from it, but before it could explode, Gungnir, who was hit by the full force of the Scourge Odin, was almost completely disintegrated.

Then, the power of the Sword of the New Testament burst out from the core.

In a flash, the Scourge incarnation disappeared.

Only the blade in Ye Qingxuan's hand remained.

With the "help" of the enemy, he used the heaven on earth as a link and smoothly absorbed the power of Leviathan.

The incarnation of the Holy Spirit swelled wildly under the infusion of the Scourge power, and in a flash, it turned into a giant of light that was not inferior to the divine armor.

Odin was not surprised at his choice, but indifferent:

"It's unwise."

The old voice said: "I thought you would leave the only chance for yourself... After all, your survival is much more important than your queen. Did I overestimate your desire for a new world?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled.

"Is this probably the biggest difference between you and me?"

He tilted his head and looked at the enemy in front of him, his smile under the scorching light was full of mockery: "I will never sacrifice my emperor for my own ambitions..."

"You just don't have the courage to make the right choice."

Odin responded indifferently, and the eyes of the steel giant were raised, reflecting the glow that kept flowing above the sky. It was as if countless stars were freed from their restraints, gathered into a stream of stars, fell to the earth, and flew towards the direction of the ruins of the Golden Palace.

The flickering streams of light one after another made the night sky so bright and magnificent.

Every ray of light contained a jaw-dropping power.

There was a burning will running in it, majestic and cold.

This was not a miracle, but a punishment from heaven!

It was like the gods had thrown angry thunder and fire into the world.

"Has the Holy City awakened all the holy spirits?"

Odin nodded in understanding, and looked at Ye Qingxuan first, "It seems that we can't delay here any longer. If we delay, something will happen. We must solve it as soon as possible."

"What a coincidence."

Ye Qingxuan smiled and flicked the sword of the New Testament on his knees:

"I thought so too."

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