Crown of Silence

Chapter 797 Secret

The Great Wall is the foundation of the founding of China.

As early as the first day of the founding of Cathay, no, long before the founding of Cathay, the Great Wall already existed.

For hundreds of years, with the maintenance and sacrifice of the nine surnames of Longmai, and the dedication and blessing of countless musicians, it has turned into a behemoth like a natural disaster.

As long as the Great Wall lasts, Cathay will be unbreakable.

Whether it is external defense or internal suppression.

As long as he controls the Great Wall, no matter what kind of rebellion it is, the emperor can bulldoze it at will.

For such an existence, it was too late for the emperor to defend, let alone reverse and overthrow.

But now faced with Bai Heng's questioning, the emperor remained silent.

"Then I'll take it as your acquiescence."

Bai Heng nodded and said to himself: "The Nine Dragon Vein surnames built the Great Wall hundreds of years ago relying on the central core. Now it has accumulated hundreds of years of strength. In terms of pure accumulation, it can almost be said to be the largest in the world. Ethereum repository.

And once something like this is 'reversed', it will block inward and radiate outward.

It is foreseeable that unprecedented ether flows from Cathay and spreads to the whole world. With such a terrifying magnitude, even the dark world can cover it to the end, right? "

The emperor still said nothing.

Bai Heng could only ask and answer his own questions.

"If on this basis, combined with the control of the central core and the order of...the Eastern Prince, then it would not be possible for the ether flow to forcefully awaken all the ancient ruins in the world - all the fragments of the immigrant ships. impossible.

even--"

Bai Heng paused, narrowed his eyes, and slapped the back of his chair: "Using hundreds of ancient ruins as fulcrums to form a network, extending upward with unprecedented resonance, reaching a higher level in the etheric world than the sacred cauldron. s position.

By then, if the right time and place are in hand and the general trend is achieved, we will be able to accomplish unprecedented feats. "

He said:

"Clean the Great Source."

Simply and neatly, things that musicians of all generations never dared to think about, or even dared to dream about, came out of their lips.

That is no longer something that can be described as 'changing the world'.

But...a power that is enough to completely destroy and reshape the current world thousands of times!

Bai Heng looked at the emperor and asked softly:

"right?"

The emperor turned his back to Bai Heng, looking around at the 'Throne of Princes' slowly descending in the Iron Temple, and finally, he looked at Bai Heng.

The eyes are neither sad nor happy.

There is no joy of being about to achieve great things, and no anger of having someone ruin the plan.

Just watch.

Those eyes were not those of a woman, or even of a human being.

It is a kind of calmness and indifference that humans can never touch.

But Bai Heng smiled.

Full of joy, or... ecstasy.

It's like finally peeling off the layers of disguise and getting a glimpse of the deepest essence.

He finally met his enemy.

"Is this your guess? Master the Great Source and become the eternal emperor? What's the point of that?"

The emperor looked down at him, "I am now the emperor, Bai Heng, and I will definitely be a wise king who will leave a name in the history of Cathay, unprecedented and unparalleled.

Or, what do you think "unifying the world" means to me? "

"Indeed, that is a goal that only humans can have."

Bai Heng nodded and looked at him intently, "So, who is talking to me? Is it my emperor? Or is it my enemy?"

"Didn't you already find the answer to such a boring question?"

The emperor's answer made Bai Heng laugh.

"First meeting, Prince Dong."

He said: "I am Bai Heng."

This is a self-introduction.

Be polite and courteous.

It's like giving your name before a decisive battle.

Unfortunately, his opponent had no interest in this set.

"I have long heard that the 'Three Wise Men' each have their own form."

Bai Heng looked at him and asked calmly: "Hermes is the 'guide', obsessed with art and creation, and is a madman who masters all technologies; Nibelung is the 'witness', blind and ignorant, and is the man who has been manipulated." A strain used by humans that doesn't even have a self; and as the 'leader' with the most far-sighted vision and guiding the direction for humans... why has he now become possessed by Hermes' destruction and seal? The evil spirit?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

"That's right. Let's change the question to another one, about the central authority. About 'blood'."

Bai Heng raised his head and looked up at the countless fluorescent lights that lit up from the dome of the Steel Temple. They were like phantoms from the future. Along with the low roar, the sleeping center was slowly warming up and starting up, waiting for his new life. mission.

"You yourself have the blood of the royal family Zhao, and the refrigerated specimens contain the blood of the previous royal family Xiao, you can get enough of the Bai family from me.

However, if you want Yunlou's blood, Yunlou Qingshu is here, and at worst there is Yunlou Chaoyue who is even more pure-blooded, so why hold on to Bai Xi? "

Bai Heng asked, "What's more, if you want Ye's blood, just tell Ye Qingxuan, 'I need you to sit on a chair for half an hour.'

It's just a half-hour sitting. At most, a little blood will be drawn, but it's not life-threatening. After that, he'll still be alive and kicking. As long as you are willing to release Bai Xi, there is no way Ye Qingxuan will not agree to this request.

I believe that your brain—or computing chip—can’t even understand the pros and cons. "

He paused and asked:

"So, why?"

Prince Dong did not answer him.

"Bai Heng, you have too many questions."

Prince Dong stared at the dome.

The roar of the central activation is getting louder and louder. From being quiet and distant at the beginning, it has now turned into hundreds of giants roaring underground, struggling to pull the invisible giant wheel, injecting fire and power into the silent 'temple'.

He is waiting.

“Anyway, I can guess it even if you don’t tell me.

It’s a ‘container’, right? "

Bai Heng looked at the girl sleeping in the steel from a distance, not asking questions, but asking and answering himself: "Based on the qualifications of heavenly beings, our Majesty can only say that he is barely able. Even if he has inherited all the music and music theory of the royal family, But there is nothing that can be achieved.

Isn’t this what the so-called ‘mediocre’ is?

If you lack talent, you can only rely on hard work.

Just forcing herself to become the emperor had already exhausted all her strength.

This is also a kind of torture for you, right? He obviously possesses the wisdom of the world, but the body he owns is so 'unusable', like a giant being stuffed into a small box, and the pain is unspeakable.

But Bai Xi is different. With only one-half of her qualifications, she is enough to stand at the pinnacle of heavenly beings in the past.

——Only she can become the ‘container’ through which you can control the great source. "

In the long silence, only the roar echoed.

Steel cables hung down from the dome, one after another, and connected into Bai Xi's body, binding her in the steel and turning her into a part of himself.

Bring her...into the core!

"She has such a talent."

Duke Dong finally answered, not hiding his purpose, but praising without hesitation: "Better than 'me'."

"Um."

Bai Heng nodded, his eyes subtle, "Hermes told me the same thing."

At that moment, a roaring sound sounded.

Steel roared.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

Amidst the furious roar, the bolts holding the iron chair let out a twisted whine, and the harsh scream of steel deformation spread. On the iron chair, the young man who was so weak that he could barely maintain his will was roaring and struggling angrily.

——Break free!

Prince Dong frowned.

He stretched out his hand and pressed down on the young man who was rushing toward him, but to his surprise, Ye Qingxuan fell to the ground before he even walked three meters away.

Stumbled.

By Bai Heng.

With the strength he has left now, it would be a miracle to break free from the restraints. How can he still have the strength to run?

"You don't look like a musician in any way. Why don't you become a berserker? Just be responsible and scream randomly. It will definitely boost morale."

With such sarcastic words, Bai Heng stretched out his hand, lifted Ye Qingxuan from the ground, and threw him back on the iron chair: "It's not a good habit to interrupt when others are talking, kid."

Ye Qingxuan struggled, trying hard to break his teeth and absorb the medicine.

"Stop wasting your efforts, don't you understand? This is not 'poison'. For a monster like you, how can poison bring you down?"

He stretched out a finger and pressed Ye Qingxuan's shoulder. Only such a weak force was enough to make it difficult for Ye Qingxuan to break free.

As the last of his strength was exhausted, the overwhelming sleepiness destroyed his last defense, causing him to gradually fall into darkness.

Those were countless memories, from the time hundreds of years ago, countless fragments and scenes, piled up into an ocean, overwhelmingly emerging from the core of the scepter, swallowing him up.

The last heavenly inheritance was forcibly activated, dragging him into the deepest dream.

"Go to sleep."

Bai Heng stretched out his hand, helped him close his eyes, and said goodbye softly:

"When you wake up, it's all over."

-

In the stunned silence, Bai Heng retracted his palm, turned around and smiled.

"Then, shall we continue?"

Prince Dong had no expression on his face, "There's nothing more to continue, Bai Heng. Let's stop this boring conversation."

"So, what about you? Mr. Yun Lou."

Bai Heng looked at Yunlou Qingshu: "Do you have any ideas?"

"It's too difficult to talk about 'ideas', Master Bai Heng." Yunlou Qingshu smiled nonchalantly and bowed to the emperor: "To me, your Majesty is your Majesty, and it doesn't matter who you are. "

As he spoke, he walked towards his own chair and sat on it.

"What a loyal lackey."

Bai Heng sighed, and under the gaze of Duke Dong, he helplessly shrugged and turned around.

Finally, I sat on the chair I had been waiting for for a long time.

"How's it going?" Bai Heng let the shackles imprison him there and looked at Duke Dong: "Your big wish has come true, aren't you excited and happy?"

"It's not time to succeed yet, but you've already failed."

Duke Dong looked down at him: "Despite this, you have been able to suppress me for fifteen years by yourself. Bai Heng, I admit that you are a monster far better than the natural disaster.

But everything you do is in vain. "

With the emperor, with women, with human lips.

So He declares.

"——Everything in human beings will eventually be brought back to normal."

At that moment, the sound of collapse came from the distance.

It was a broken wail.

Not from the sky, not from the earth, not from humans.

That was the foundation of the empire, the source of hundreds of years of rule, and it held the dragon veins and long-cherished wishes, obsessions and unwillingness, scepters and power of the Nine Celestial Beings... everything, even after death, the corpses would be piled up, repaired and maintained.

The Great Wall!

The Great Wall collapsed.

At this moment, it was as if the torrent of the Seven Seas bursting through the dams rushed up from the deepest part of the earth, and the "ocean" beyond the limits of human observation appeared in the world.

Ether, endless ether rushed out from the broken Great Wall.

After hundreds of years of accumulation, under the management of successive generations of celestial beings, the ether that had long been full, compressed, overloaded and even redundant was released and free.

With the loud noise of the collapse of the Great Wall, the whole world seemed to tremble.

Whether in Anglu, Burgundy, Asgard, or in the Holy City, in the Caucasus, in the dark world, it can be sensed that the silver slurry that was as hot as the sun melting emerged from the void and spread in all directions.

With a density that could never be described by the ‘black zone’, with a blazing light that could not be described by the explosion of stars, and with a speed that could only be matched by a loud wail.

It swept across the entire world.

It was not a movement, and there was probably no movement with such a terrifying pattern and main axis that could encompass such ‘infinite’ ether.

It just swept, just washed away.

In an instant, countless harmonies were overloaded and self-destructed, and tens of millions of barriers were wailing and broken.

Even the Nomadic Mountain hanging high in the sky was washed away by the ether torrent at this moment, and was instantly thrown away for dozens of kilometers. The ether pool exploded and caused a raging fire. Countless machines spewed black smoke amid the hissing of alarms, and it was difficult to maintain the height. Under dozens of emergency parachutes, it slowly slid towards the ground.

It was precisely because of such a height that we could see how terrifying the ‘ripples’ that were set off from the ground at that moment were.

Silver light gushed out from the country that was shaken, forming a giant pillar that supported the dome of the sky, and then, with a cold and indifferent attitude, it spread its gifts to the whole world.

Then, silver ripples spread out in all directions.

In the east, in the west, in the south, in the north...

As the ripples passed, the clouds were swept, the hurricanes were torn apart, the earth was washed away, and in the dust, one after another, responding glows lit up.

That was the remaining light of the past civilization.

The ancient ruins sleeping in the wilderness, mountains, lakes, oceans, islands, and underground were responding one after another, being forcibly awakened, violently opening their pupils, and injecting the last life.

The shrill alarm and the soft access prompts kept alternating.

The giants who had died were awakened again.

The broken bones supported the broken body and issued a responsive call.

Along with the brilliant and cold scene, in the endless ether torrent, behind the broken Great Wall, there is an illusory and erratic movement of music condensed from it.

Thus, the scene of the Kingdom of Heaven appeared here.

Originally, the relationship between the Kingdom of Heaven and the Great Wall was a reflection of reality and illusion, with the illusory and distant "Kingdom of Heaven" as the core, but it did exist, and the heavenly man controlled the "Great Wall" that was forged with entities and existed at the moment.

But at this moment, with the destruction of the Great Wall, the City of Heaven, which had long been submerged in the dust of history, now appeared above the capital.

It was like a miracle.

However, what was hidden behind the clouds was not the jade buildings and palaces of the immortals that ordinary people imagined, but a miracle made of gold, iron and light!

It was a kingdom of heaven that was so large that it could span thousands of kilometers, and was built with technology and great power that humans could not understand at the moment, enough to cross space and face solar storms, meteor bombardments, absolute zero, and even the pull of black holes!

There is no doubt that it was just an illusion.

It was just the traces of the fallen Kingdom of Heaven in the etheric world.

But after witnessing all this, no matter who it is, it is difficult to deceive oneself.

This is not something that can be done with power, nor is it a symbol that can be obtained with scheming and skills, experience and techniques.

The appearance of the Heavenly City can only explain one thing.

That is, the music theory of the nine surnames of the Dragon Vein for hundreds of years responded to the call of the "Dong Wanggong". The music theory that was once cast by the first generation of celestial beings and protected by successive generations of celestial beings condensed the power of their spirits and recognized the qualifications of Dong Wanggong!

What he represents is the orthodoxy of the Dragon Vein!

At this moment, under the reflection of the Kingdom of Heaven, the torrent of ether has swept the entire world. Under the dark universe, countless silver streams of light rushed up from the earth and merged into the call of the central core.

And in the steel temple under the palace, the existence of Bai Xi and Chao Yue has been completely swallowed up by the light.

It is difficult to glimpse their outline and existence.

With the response of countless relics, they have been completely connected to the central core.

And under the support of countless relics, the torrent of ether has rushed into the sea of ​​ether, breaking through the interval of the material world, almost completely destroying the system of the ether network, and extending to the depths of the ether world...

Change is coming.

With unprecedented turmoil, violent vibrations began in the central core.

[Alarm, navigation vacancy——]

[Alarm, central engine lost response——]

[Alarm, recording system·Nibelungen no response——]

[Alarm, creation system·Hermes unresponsive——]",