Crown of Silence

Chapter 763 Alpha

After everything returned to silence.

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, tapping the sword with his fingers, looking happy.

"You won." He said.

"Yes."

The Yellow King sighed, "I really envy you for being able to lose so happily."

"Then, follow the bet."

He reached out and pulled out a vague light from his heart. The light solidified into a solid, like a fragment peeled off from something, with sharp edges and corners.

Like a wedge.

A wedge that nailed him into the world. Now that the wedge has been pulled out, his breath has become more and more erratic, almost disappearing and in the void, and it is no longer possible to see.

And the inheritance of the Yellow King is right in front of Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan glanced at the crystal, then looked at the former Yellow King, "You know, I never expected your bet. Whether it's there or not, I won't be the Yellow King."

"Yes, that's what I envy you the most."

The musician chuckled, "You don't have to be the Yellow King."

As he said that, he threw the King's inheritance in his hand to Ye Qingxuan without regret. Ye Qingxuan caught it in a hurry, fearing that it would break on the ground.

"After giving this to me, the Holy City may no longer be able to stop the spread of the Ether Net. Aren't you afraid of becoming a sinner?"

"The Holy City can't stop anything."

The musician was not worried about this, "I'm afraid it will start to change in the time I can see? No matter what happens, with the Red King, the Holy City will not decline.

The cult that has lost its political power can only focus on the holy scriptures and serve the empty gods. This is good..."

Ye Qingxuan frowned, thinking of the group of cardinals and the expressionless Red King, and couldn't help sighing. "I'm afraid some people will be unwilling to accept this."

"That's your problem, not mine."

The musician grinned, smiling happily, and gloated over him, "Well, goodbye... no, goodbye forever, Mr. Hand of God."

"Are you leaving?"

Ye Qingxuan sighed, stood up to see him off, "Where are you going next?"

"I don't know."

The musician's projection slowly dissipated, and a vague voice came: "After I stop being the King of Yellow, where should my life start...

Let's go to the far north first. It is said that there is a very strange black and white goose in the ice and snow there."

Ye Qingxuan watched him dissipate, looked up, and seemed to see the steel stars hanging high in the sky slowly moving towards the north.

Ye Qingxuan actually wanted to tell him: Those are all legends. In fact, there is no polar region with ice and snow in the north, nor black and white geese.

But where can he go?

When he was 22 years old and wore the crown, his life had already stagnated. Now it is easier to restart with the times.

Anyway, for him, as long as he doesn't become the Yellow King, he can go anywhere.

"Have a good journey."

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, staring at the dim iron light disappearing in the stars.

Before the dawn, under the shining of the stars, he lowered his head and tossed the King's inheritance in his hand, and the dazzling crystal edges turned between his five fingers.

There was no sign that this was the supreme proof of the way of the musician.

Apprentice, rhythm, musician, resonance, interference, distortion, scepter, Holy Spirit... This is the ultimate "holy name" inheritance of the ninth level, and even the Yellow King who is above the ninth level.

From embarking on the path of the musician to now, in just less than two years, Ye Qingxuan has already held the King's inheritance that countless musicians dream of, but he didn't feel any reality.

From just now to now, everything is so absurd.

The person who got the Yellow King looked confused, while the person who lost the Yellow King seemed to have ushered in a new life.

Ye Qingxuan never expected that he would give it so straightforwardly and decisively.

This is not aiding the enemy.

This is filling the enemy's name on the property certificate of your own house!

Although from any perspective, Ye Qingxuan is the only candidate to inherit the King of Yellow, the King of Yellow is a bit too straightforward. Generally speaking, shouldn't the Holy City award the King of Yellow to you after you have gone through twelve trials?

And there will probably be some villains blocking the way in the middle, and then there will be a review. After everyone has been torn to pieces, Ye Qingxuan will win strongly. If it is put in the recently popular super-long novel, it can be written at least 500,000 words.

In the end, they made a bet and gave it.

This thing is really hot for Ye Qingxuan to hold.

If you use your toes to think, the Holy City will not give you the power of the Holy Cauldron, right?

"Why bother so much."

He shook his head and sighed: "Try it first."

As soon as the voice fell, he turned his wrist and inserted the wedge into his heart.

The illusory bell sounded in his mind instantly. The sudden huge impact made his eyes go black, but in an instant, it was as if the bell sound knocked him out of his body, and the illusion of omnipotence returned again.

But this time he didn't get lost for too long. After the last experience, he directly controlled his mind and didn't fall into confusion.

The extraordinary sublimation experience unfolded again.

In a trance, Ye Qingxuan's consciousness ran in the void, passed through the limit of the material world, and jumped to the higher dimension, but this time he didn't move towards the Great Source, but towards the light of the Holy Cauldron.

It is precisely because of the Holy Cauldron that the Holy City has been able to avoid being eroded by divinity for a long time... Even so, it must be divided into three parts before it can be controlled.

Ye Qingxuan was a little excited when he thought that he could also receive such treatment.

Anyone with a dream is great.

But soon, the expected cold water was poured on him.

Only one step away from the Holy Cauldron, Ye Qingxuan's consciousness suddenly stagnated, and he could not make any progress before the core.

Being rejected.

There was even a faint chill coming from the core. The projection of the Red King emerged from the projection of the Holy City and looked at him coldly. If he wanted to go further, I am afraid that His Majesty would not mind fighting him again.

"Don't worry, I'll just take a look, I won't buy it."

Ye Qingxuan left a 'simple' smile, turned around and left without any nostalgia.

Just come to take a look, why are you so fierce.

With such a bad temper, be careful to become a lonely old man in the future!

Although he became the Yellow King, he did not get the power of the Holy Cauldron.

Ye Qingxuan felt a little sorry, but he didn't expect the Holy City to cater to the times and open the door to him, a rebellious guy, and let everyone put aside their grudges and laugh.

For him, the most important part is not there, but the music theory of regulating the entire ether in the inheritance of the Yellow King!

For ordinary musicians, this is the obligation that the Yellow King must bear, and this obligation is what the Ether Network needs most!

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan's figure disappeared from the land of Asgard, returned to the Ether Network, and walked into the crystal core.

Without regretting the power of the Yellow King, he pulled the stone wedge out of his heart and merged it into the Ether Network with his backhand.

The illusory bell sound suddenly broke out.

In everyone's heart.

In a flash, all the users of the Ether Network in the world heard the roar.

Then, in the perception of everyone, the sensing range of the Ether Network expanded wildly. With the integration of the stone wedge and the natural disaster, the true power of the Ether Network was exerted.

In just a moment, countless ladders of music extended from the sea of ​​ether to all directions.

It was endless.

In Ye Qingxuan's perception, his own consciousness was pulled out of the human body, attached to the turbulent ether net, and madly increased and spread.

Extend, extend, and extend again...towards the end of all things.

If before this, the ether net was just a big tree occupying a corner, then at this moment its roots have grown again and began to radiate to the whole area!

At this moment, everyone looked up in astonishment, looking at the silver light stream rising into the sky above Avalon.

It was a pillar of heaven formed by countless ladders.

With Avalon as the base point, the tower-like light stream extended to the sky, breaking through the layers of atmosphere. In a flash, after exchanging hundreds of thousands of notes with the "guide", it formed an unshakable main axis.

It extended all the way to the silence of the universe outside the atmosphere, in the eternal vacuum, the ether fell into silence.

But it did not stop there.

Just as Ye Qingxuan was replanning the development of the World Tree, another stream of light whistled in from afar. With Watson's superior authority, it fell directly into Ye Qingxuan's hands. That was...

"World Tree?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned and lost his voice, but the opportunity was not to be missed. He didn't have time to ask Watson how to get this thing. Ye Qingxuan slapped the matrix of the World Tree into the etheric net.

At that moment, countless complex matrices emerged on the silver-white pillar. The road to godhood and the matrix of the World Tree intertwined, relying on the huge pillar, as if forming a road to the sky.

The ladder of heaven transformed.

The core of the natural disaster roared.

Countless crystal modules emerged from the void and gathered on the core, making its volume increase several times in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the silver stream of light rushing to the sky suddenly split into countless branches.

Relying on the main trunk, the World Tree began to take root and sprout.

After combining the music theory of the Yellow King with the matrix of the World Tree, the transmission efficiency of the Ether Network has almost changed qualitatively. The lines that could only barely maintain the specifications of formal musicians in the past have begun to rise steadily and move towards the realm after resonance.

At this moment, they are re-intertwined with each other, like weeping willows, one by one thrown to all directions, covering most of the western areas.

Then, they move outward again, accompanied by the power of the Yellow King, and the roar of the earth-shattering sky. The border of the human world increases inch by inch. In a flash, it spreads hundreds of kilometers outward and is still extending.

Under the impetus of the power of natural disasters, it is equivalent to all users are developing with the music theory of the Yellow King. It is estimated that after the potential is exhausted, the territory of the human world can at least increase by tens of millions of square kilometers.

At the same time, after crossing the ocean, the stream of light further covers the entire Tianzhu, Canaan and the endless desert in the south. In the end, it was rejected by the Great Wall.

At this moment, except for the core areas of the Holy City and Asgard, and the Caucasus that shielded the ladder to heaven, nearly two-thirds of the human world was covered by the etheric network.

Under the earth, the matrix of the road to godhood was loaded into the heavenly kingdom on earth, and the power in the etheric sea was extracted with the authority of the Yellow King. In an instant, under this endless etheric reserve, the ground veins of the national defense line began to grow again.

Just like the roots of a giant tree, it crossed the border and extended in all directions. The earth roared, and under the crust, a silver-white stream of light surged. In an instant, it covered the seven seas and echoed with the ladder in the sky.

Rising from the earth, descending from the sky.

Heaven and earth combined.

"This is Alpha."

Ye Qingxuan whispered softly.