Crown of Silence

Chapter 625 God Bless the Kingdom, My Emperor Bless Me

Amidst the roar.

The Wand of Destiny collides with the Sword in the Stone.

The fight has begun, but it has moved beyond the contest of strength and has entered a deeper battle. This is an essential confrontation, or even an attack of nature.

After gathering the matrix of the entire Road to God, the Sword in the Stone has changed from the original key to the Road to God itself. It is precisely because of this that when Maxwell betrayed Arthur, he was severely injured and sealed for hundreds of years.

This time, Arthur did not make the same mistake again. All the music theory has been completely out of Maxwell's control and completed in his hands.

In terms of pure nature, it has transcended the scope of the past. It not only represents Arthur's golden chapter of victory, but can also directly mobilize the power of Leviathan. To some extent, it is not an exaggeration to regard it as the carrier of Leviathan.

A mournful and hoarse singing voice sang from it.

The dead Leviathan seemed to have returned as a soul, lingering in the sky, continuously pouring power into it, making Arthur more powerful, more violent, and more... inhuman.

In comparison, the Staff of Destiny was just like stubborn iron.

Too... plain.

It did not bring any other abilities or powers to Ye Qingxuan, and it did not even have the huge lethality of the Dragon Slayer Spear.

After re-condensing the fragments of destiny and devouring the music theory inherited by the entire Inquisition for hundreds of years, this black iron staff has almost become the embodiment of the miracle in the temple.

The holy emblem pattern interwoven by countless music theories on it is a clear proof.

From the moment it was born, it was included in the huge music theory system carried by the Holy Cauldron, and was recognized by it, becoming a "symbol" like the gate of heaven.

Since the Holy Cauldron opened up a brand new system in the Great Source, for hundreds of years, humans have been constantly adding bricks and tiles to this system in order to strengthen themselves. The existence of the Three Kings and the Saints is the defender of this system, and at the same time, the "Holy Scripture" mastered by the cult is also an indispensable part of it.

In addition to shepherding the souls of all living beings, the legends created by the "Holy Scripture" are also constantly sublimated in this process. With this as the theme, countless "elements" were born, which can be said to benefit almost all musicians.

Except for the black musicians, all musicians will choose the most suitable chapters and elements from them after becoming masters, intending to integrate into the chapter of destiny and sublimate into the scepter.

Once successful, they will directly become part of this system, through which they can go deep into the etheric world and even directly call on the power from the source.

In addition, there are also artifacts forged directly for the purpose of carrying elements.

For example, the Gate of Heaven, the Holy Horn, and the "Staff of Destiny" that was recast based on the fragments of destiny and absorbed the core music theory of the Inquisition, and was directly recognized by the Holy Cauldron!

Because of this, at the moment of its birth, Shi Dong was so ecstatic and dancing wildly.

Since then, the Inquisition is no longer a subordinate organization appointed by the church, and can be abolished and reorganized at will.

As long as the Wand of Destiny is in Ye Qingxuan's hands for one day, the Inquisition has its own legitimacy and rationality, and its sacred status cannot be shaken!

And no one can arbitrarily criticize Ye Qingxuan's title of "Hand of God".

The protection of the "Wand of Destiny" given by the Holy Cauldron is directly quoted from the chapter in the Holy Scripture - obey the will of God and smash all rebellion, just like an iron rod smashing a clay pot, just like receiving authority from the hand of God!

At this time, the Wand of Destiny revealed a unique and terrifying "stability".

Even if it was just born, even if it had not been maintained or prepared, it collided with the Sword in the Stone, which represents the road to godhood, and its own music theory was still as stable as a rock, without any damage, or even the slightest shake.

Almost, indestructible!

It seems that even if everything is destroyed, this thing can survive alone.

For Ye Qingxuan, who is good at taking advantage of the situation, there is nothing more suitable for him than this.

From then on, he could call on hundreds of times more power than himself without any worries, and put pressure on it without the risk of damage and breakage.

It is simply an excellent lever!

Even if he now pours the power of the entire national defense line into it, the Wand of Destiny does not show any signs of being unable to bear it.

Simple enough means strong enough.

With a guy like Ye Qingxuan who is good at making a living by borrowing chickens to lay eggs, it no longer needs other abilities. The role it needs to play is a "lever", with Ye Qingxuan as the base point, to completely pry up the entire Anglu and Leviathan!

Boom!

In the sky, the sound of the dark sun breaking became more and more shrill.

Arthur's face became more and more hideous, and under his skin, the violent and angry dragon blood proliferated on its own, revealing all kinds of inhuman traces. Ye Qingxuan looked at him indifferently, and his smile couldn't help but become more mocking.

The power of the Scourge burst out from the Sword in the Stone. Arthur pressed forward, looking down at him, his dark eyes full of bloodshot: "What are you looking at?"

Ye Qingxuan did not retreat a step, tit for tat: "I am looking at you, who are you?"

"I am Arthur, the King of Kings! The Eternal Emperor of the Future!"

Arthur roared, the road to becoming a god frantically drawing out Leviathan's endless power, making him more powerful and terrifying, forcing Ye Qingxuan to retreat step by step.

"laugh……"

Ye Qingxuan sneered and shook his head, his mockery evident in his words: "I guess you are... very angry now, right?"

As the road to ascending to the gods was in full swing, Arthur was no longer the same as before. The wildly proliferating dragon blood transformed this originally weak body, and countless scales grew out from under the skin, sharply The bones stabbed out from the back, opened up, and turned into huge dark wings.

"Is this the eternal divine emperor on earth?"

Ye Qingxuan sneered: "Why don't you look in the mirror before you speak?

Your love for the Lady of the Lake comes from greed. Leviathan's love for you may not be pure, right? The dragon's blood gave you strength and made you what you are now, right? "

Looking at that ugly face, Ye Qingxuan sighed: "I'm afraid you won't find out until later that it just turned you into a monster like it, not the emperor you wanted!

That's why you are so angry! So crazy..."

"Shut up!"

Arthur roared, and the dragon was furious.

But amidst the loud roar, there was a hoarse chuckle, mocking and helpless.

"Give up, Your Majesty. Don't you understand yet?"

On the spine of the Sword in the Stone, in the abyss of darkness, Maxwell's blurry face appeared with a complicated expression: "From the beginning to the end, this world has never belonged to you."

"You bastard..." Arthur's expression twisted: "I created you! And who gave you the courage to offend me!"

The angry dragon swept through and tore Maxwell into pieces, but his figure condensed again and became clearer. Even if the violent music theory tears the body apart, the face is covered with cracks and is about to fall apart.

"I can confirm that this courage comes from myself."

Maxwell said softly: "Your Majesty's grace has enabled me, a stubborn man, to have a human heart. I am so lucky. Although I am not qualified as a weapon, I am proud of this free will.

It's great that I can exist in this world with a human face and will, Your Majesty. "

"presumptuous!"

The sword in the stone whined, the blade cracked, and Maxwell's phantom trembled and fell apart, but his eyes became more determined.

Arthur gritted his teeth, softened his attitude, and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "If you like it so much, after this matter is over, I promise you to let you live in the world forever in human form.

Maxwell, as long as I live, I can share my power with you! "

But Maxwell's expression remained unchanged, he just stretched out his hand, and countless music theories extended from the sword in the stone, piercing Arthur's body, and completely integrated with him.

"Forget it, Your Majesty. I'm tired of living on my last breath for so many years."

Maxwell embraced his creator and whispered softly: "The new era should be handed over to the hands of young people. Please exit this stage with me."

collapse!

On the sword in the stone, a tragic gap suddenly appeared, the road to the gods wailed, countless cracks appeared on the main body, the four-layer interface lost balance, and was about to completely fall apart.

Arthur shivered in pain, screamed, and roared.

"Maxwell!" Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes wide: "What do you want to do?"

"Doing the things I've never done."

Maxwell raised his head and looked around this turbulent world, his eyes becoming longing and nostalgic: "I should have done this back then, but unfortunately, I didn't dare.

This world is so beautiful, Ye Qingxuan, how could I bear to leave? But it has suffered so much because of my cowardice. "

"Then stop! Maxwell."

Ye Qingxuan roared angrily, and pressed forward crazily with the stick of destiny, trying to interrupt Maxwell, but could not touch his figure.

"Don't you want to retire? I still have a house in Asgard for you. Don't you want to go there and see? It's beautiful there, Maxwell, it's really beautiful."

He looked at the broken old man and prayed with his eyes: "I beg you, if you don't take a look, you will regret it."

"If the nursery is still empty, plant rose flowers there for me."

Maxwell smiled and said goodbye softly: "I have always wanted to accompany Elizabeth to see flowers, but unfortunately, there is no chance anymore. If I die and leave a place for flowers to bloom in this world, it will not be a pity. ”

roar.

Maxwell's body fell apart.

The last incomplete face disappeared in the stream of light, leaving only a farewell smile.

Ye Qingxuan froze on the spot.

Arthur screamed miserably, his path to becoming a god was turbulent, and he completely fell apart. The black sun above the sky trembled, fell, and hit the world.

"Don't think about it! Maxwell, you bitch...don't think about it!"

He roared, ignoring his collapsed body, opening his mouth and swallowing the Sword in the Stone, swallowing the broken blade into his belly inch by inch. The broken path to becoming a god was forcibly absorbed, and endless power filled that deformed body.

He is not dead.

He is still alive!

But before he could smile ferociously, he heard a hoarse roar.

"Arthur, you bastard..."

Ye Qingxuan's face was ashen and furious, and he walked forward despite the pressure of the wind. He held the staff of destiny high in his hand, forming a pure white moon that rose into the sky.

Philosopher's Stone, Chapter of Music, Resonance of the Scourge.

Trinity.

The Nine Heavens Ring Pendant draws out the power of the Homeland Defense Front, pours the fiery dragon veins into the Staff of Destiny, and smashes it down!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

With all the power of Angel, the stick of destiny hit Arthur's face, smashing the deformed face into pieces. He didn't even have time to resist. The second stick hit Arthur, smashing his raised right hand. Bones turn to mud.

Ignoring the might of the attacking dragons, he stepped on Arthur's body and smashed down the stick of destiny crazily, one stick after another, and the dark blood spilled and fell on his face, outlining the outline of rage.

"How dare you! How dare you!"

Ye Qingxuan stepped on Arthur's rapidly healing face, held the stick of destiny, and smashed it hard, as violent as a demon: "Why don't you die obediently! Why! Why do you, a troublesome guy like you, have to live in this world!"

How can you deserve to let Maxwell lose even one hair! Why don't you die early! Why don't things like you just find a dark corner and rot quietly?

You bastard! Shit! Rubbish! waste! sinner! Parasite! "

Arthur screamed, whined, his bones cracked, and wanted to speak, but he couldn't move in the ravages of the storm, and was trampled under his feet like garbage.

Now, the young man who had maintained the arrogance and determination in his bones from the beginning to the end went crazy. He was more ferocious than the evil ghost. He angrily tore off his hypocritical face, spit out the poison mercilessly, and trampled on Arthur. Dignity without mercy.

"Go die! Why don't you die?!"

Ye Qingxuan roared angrily and stepped on his face, kicking him again and again: "Why? Why? Why? Why!!!

Arthur screamed, wailing under the crushing force of the Staff of Destiny.

With a forcible burst of strength, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the iron rod that was smashed down, even if his fingers fell apart. The twisted and mutilated face is full of madness.

"You will pay the price, Ye Qingxuan!"

He raised his head with difficulty and said through his teeth: "Definitely!"

At that moment, wild fluctuations burst out from his rotten flesh body, even pushing Ye Qingxuan completely away, and his whole body was ignited with green flames.

In the flames, he roared ferociously, falling apart inch by inch, turning into blazing light, flying into the sky, and pouring into the dark sun.

Above the big sun, cracks suddenly spread, and countless signs of cracks appeared.

Among them, there was a shuddering fetal movement.

He reluctantly gave up the power that he had not yet absorbed. He no longer waited for the transformation to become a god. He wanted to give up this fragile body and descend on this world with the face of a natural disaster.

Let down the roar of destruction!

boom!

In just an instant, the scorching sun hit the earth. In the etheric realm, a violent scorching sun slowly rose, announcing the birth of a new natural disaster.

The road to ascending to God is completed here!

And in the disintegrating scorching sun, in the unquenched flames, the dark, deformed dragon slowly raised its head and let out its first roar towards the world.

Nanami trembled.

The next moment, he spread his wings and shrouded the entire Avalon in his shadow. The terrifying dragon power that had completed its transformation swept across, and in just an instant, half of the buildings in the upper city were bulldozed.

Even though it is a premature baby that has never been conceived, it still possesses power that is superior to all human beings!

"Hahaha, Maxwell, did you see it? Did you see it?"

Arthur was ecstatic and cheered: "You bitch, you can't stop me, no one can stop me! I am the true King of Kings!"

"Is it?"

He heard a cold voice.

The stick of destiny suddenly fell to the ground, and a deep sound burst out. Ye Qingxuan looked at him coldly, "That's it? Is this what you want? To be honest, you are not even qualified to be a joke."

The dark dragon power swept across, and the power from the natural disaster exploded and crushed, causing the staff of destiny to clang. Ye Qingxuan's palm was broken again, and cracks appeared in the bones.

After completely transforming into a natural disaster, Arthur's power has been qualitatively sublimated. With just one blow, Ye Qingxuan's lever was unbalanced, and the stick of destiny as the base point was turbulent and almost collapsed.

Arthur looked down at him, with a cold smile on the dragon's head:

"Now, who's the joke?"

Terrifying pressure comparable to the deepest depths of the ocean was exerted on Ye Qingxuan, making his bones wail and he could hardly lift his head. Long Wei's cruel squeezing was going to completely crush him into pieces.

"I said, I will make you pay the price, Ye Qingxuan, I said it!"

Arthur declared coldly: "I will imprison you in the fragments of the Sword in the Stone, and spend the rest of your life repenting for having offended the God-Emperor in the world!"

The pressure skyrocketed.

Ye Qingxuan's body trembled, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Holding on to the stick of destiny, he forcibly withstood the pressure of Long Wei, raised his head, and sneered: "No, Arthur, just the opposite."

He said, "I will beat you, I will save this country, I will make this world a better place!"

"——You don't deserve this world!"

At that moment, Arthur understood the fateful chapter that he had abandoned - the golden chapter of victory that sounded loudly from the heaven on earth.

As the road to becoming a god collapses, the heaven on earth will forcefully gather all the remaining power and swallow it up.

The music theory of "Genesis" radiates in all directions and is integrated into every corner of heaven on earth, bringing about earth-shattering transformations.

If this city was just an illusion in the mirror, it has now been lifted up by the power of Leviathan and ascended into the etheric world, turning into a brilliant star hanging high in the sky.

From then on, it was true.

On the throne, Mary had closed her eyes and fell asleep.

In her arms, countless musical theories intertwined, and the golden scabbard drew the power of the national defense line.

The phantom of the golden hound emerged from it, absorbing the frenzied power and turning into a majestic and huge dragon with plump scales and claws and cold eyes.

In the end, the dragon turned into a vague figure, wearing a three-layer golden crown, raising golden eyes and looking at Arthur.

The heaven on earth burst into a thousand-foot light.

The world seemed to be in a state of stillness.

The curtain on the stage opened, and everything was waiting.

The majestic figure of the emperor walked out of the heaven on earth, and the layers of city gates opened one after another, countless cheers emerged from it, and the horns sounded.

He walked towards the sky step by step.

Heavy armor emerged from his body, and then, a luxurious long sword emerged from the empty scabbard at his waist, and finally, a handsome red dragon horse walked out of the void.

One man, one sword, riding a warhorse, but it was like a thousand troops following, shaking the heaven and earth.

With his arrival, the whole of Anglu resonated, adding layers of power to it, shining brightly. The phantom of the golden dragon emerged, sprinkled endless dragon power, and turned into an ocean.

Until finally, it stopped beside Ye Qingxuan.

On the warhorse, a familiar look was cast.

Arrogant and helpless.

Like an emperor.

Ye Qingxuan supported the staff of fate, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at him, and couldn't help sighing.

"To be honest, who is Arthur?"

"I don't know."

The emperor shook his head with a complicated expression: "Maybe it's me, maybe it used to be me."

"Let me guess, because of Ye Lanzhou?"

"...Yes."

"Okay, let's talk about this later." Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the dark dragon opposite, "Such a big mess, do you regret it?"

"A little."

The emperor wiped his nose awkwardly, "Thank you for your trouble."

"You have taken care of me for so many years, it's my duty." Ye Qingxuan shook his head indifferently: "Next time you find a girlfriend, just find a more reliable one, it doesn't matter if she is ugly."

The emperor was silent, looking at other places, not knowing what to say.

Soon, he heard Ye Qingxuan's voice.

"Old Fei."

"Hmm?"

He turned his head, but saw the young man's eyes, solemn and serious.

"Thank you for all these years."

The emperor smiled, stretched out his hand, and patted his shoulder, as always.

"Me too."

-

The sound of the warhorse neighing sounded.

The emperor pulled out the empty long sword from the scabbard.

That was the outline buried in memory, re-emerging with dragon power, just like in previous years, adorned with the seven virtues, and with years of majesty.

"I don't have much time left..."

The emperor looked at the natural disaster in front of him, staring at the dark dragon, with an arrogant and contemptuous expression, as always. The pupils reflected the sword in his hand, and became as cold as iron.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Ye Qingxuan nodded.

The next moment, he seemed to wake up from an illusion and opened his eyes.

As if nothing had happened.

Time flowed again, the killing intent of the dragon of natural disaster came, and destruction was imminent.

Under the shadow of the wings of natural disaster, the dark dragon power was like a torrent, engulfing Ye Qingxuan, but the next moment, from in front of him, a golden glow that seemed eternal was lit.

Amid the clanging of the staff of destiny, a sword blade condensed from the golden glow and slashed forward. The essence that was almost equal to the natural disaster collided in one place, but the result was a one-sided destruction.

The torrent of destruction was opened up from the center.

In the glow, the war horses neighed, and the majestic march sounded, as if the king who was granted by heaven walked out of it and raised the "Sword in the Stone" in his hand towards Arthur.

Endless glow burst out from the blade, like the rising sun, illuminating this dark world and sprinkling an endless sea of ​​​​glory.

The red dragon flag was raised again.

The war horses neighed, and the emperor held the sword.

"The King of Anglo is here!"

Between the sky and the sea, a low voice declared, echoing over the seven seas, reaching every inch of land and where the tide was. That voice came from the past, awakening the silent dead again, and making the former souls return again to find the lost glory.

"My lords, follow my banner!"

So, countless streams of light flew from all directions and cast towards the location of the red dragon flag. The soul rubbed against the scorching sun, and a resolute lightning burst out.

The sea of ​​ether was boiling, and countless ether waves rose and fell, but they succumbed to the same melody and the same theme, playing the golden chapter of victory.

Countless figures emerged from it, walked out of the glory of the past, manifested as dragon power, and descended on this world thousands of years later.

Then, the world roared.

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

The huge army transformed by the dragon's power followed the flag, roared forward, and shouted enthusiastically:

"—— I dedicate this body to the great and supreme emperor, may God bless the kingdom, and my emperor bless me!"

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