Crown of Silence

Chapter 652 The Kings of the Sea

So they waited.

Two days passed, and there were more and more people in the whole sea area, and fewer and fewer places. But the turbulence shrouded by Guixu was still swallowing and spitting out light and flames, without any change.

The musicians fought several times for various reasons. In the most chaotic time, almost everyone in the whole sea area had to guard against the knife stabbing from the side.

But the fighting was often limited to the periphery.

In the core layer, the locations of the fleets of various countries were calm. It was not that no one had thought of diverting trouble to the east and fishing in troubled waters, but under the close watch of countless masters and scepters, they were often extinguished as soon as they emerged.

Some people tried to coerce the public opinion and force the fleets of various countries to give up their positions, but they were simply bombed into slag in front of the main guns. Or they retreated in front of the glaring stake.

In the end, the situation finally stabilized.

The elite navy and scepter masters of various countries occupied the inner layer and the sky, the middle layer was occupied by various schools of thought, and the scattered musicians were excluded from the periphery...

Of course, Ye Qingxuan didn't care about these things at all, and handed them all over to Selvin who arrived later. Anyway, what he is best at is to be a hands-off boss.

Of all the things he learned from old man Stone, this is the most useful. A capable subordinate will get everything done, and as a boss who enjoys leisure, it is enough to be responsible for it.

Compared to the low-key Ye Qingxuan, Nirvana Mabel has made a lot of headlines. This musician who looks like a little girl has made many musicians experience the power of Nirvana Fire in just two days.

As a divine fantasy beast, the Phoenix that came back to life from death itself involves the top proposition of summoning and the school of hymns. The fire of Nirvana can be turned into a life-saving medicine to prolong life, or it can be turned into a vicious trick that will make you immortal and never die.

The master or the scepter may have various ways to target it, but if the realm is not enough, nothing can be done.

As the royal hands on par with the Knights of the Round Table, when the Royal Musicians came on this trip, Mabel also received the kingdom blessing from the queen herself.

If she goes all out, under the golden chapter of victory, one-third of the musicians in the entire sea area may be slaughtered by her alone.

With her in charge of the royal fleet, Ye Qingxuan can rest assured.

But for some reason, in the past two days, his heart has always been inexplicably turbulent, but he can't tell what's wrong.

If it were an ordinary person, he might just laugh off his premonition, but Ye Qingxuan himself is a master of the revelation school. He started with the interpretation method. Although his path is wild, his attainments are solid.

Premonition is a very important part for any revelation musician. Although revelation musicians are not good at fighting, they focus on observing things and the source. The deeper the attainments, the more sensitive the perception. If you advance to a dreamer, you may dream about possible fragments of the future when you sleep.

"Generally, there are several possibilities for this kind of thing."

After discussing for a while, the old ghosts in the court gave an answer: "The most common one is that you forgot something important. But this kind of thing can be big or small. It is also possible that you forgot to turn off the faucet when you go out..."

Ye Qingxuan was helpless: "What about the next one?"

"Someone wants to plot against you, so you will be alert." An old ghost said: "But your own attainments in the School of Revelation are not low, you should be able to sense the inexplicable hostility.

However, if you want to target you, you will ask the Master of Revelation to confuse the relevant information, and you may only see a fog.

Think carefully, have you provoked any enemies recently?"

Ye Qingxuan thought about it carefully and found that... he seemed to have a lot of enemies.

There is no way. Since he embarked on the path of a musician, he has been making enemies all the time. There are countless people in the world who want to kill him. Black musicians, other countries, holy cities... even many people in Anglu who regard him as a thorn in their eyes.

The rise of a person must require more people to make way for him. Moreover, once Ye Qingxuan's ether network appears, it can be said that he will instantly fall to the point where everyone in the world will be enemies.

Ye Qingxuan thought about it and hammered his palm:

"It must be that old immortal Raymond!"

Hearing him say this, the group of 'old immortals' in the court were also embarrassed.

"Not necessarily."

The old man who was hit by his boss's map cannon coughed twice: "Raymond has been severely warned by the Holy Ministry. He should not dare to attack you again in the short term, but it's always right to take precautions."

"Are there any other possibilities?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

"If there is anything else..."

The old men looked at each other and replied: "You may be involved in some big event, or something is about to happen to you."

"Okay."

Ye Qingxuan sighed: "I may have forgotten something, or someone wants to mess with me, and I may be involved in some big event... Even if all three of these are true, what should I do?"

The old men were silent.

This is the most embarrassing part of the School of Revelation.

Sometimes, I feel that the future may not be a good thing. What is supposed to happen will still happen, and when it is time to die, you will die. At most, you can die with a clear mind...

"Forget it."

Ye Qingxuan sighed: "In short, it's always right to be prepared, right? Let Stone and Watson speed up. This damn world, anything can happen. How is the expansion of the Witch Hammer going?"

"Everything is going well, but..." The old men were helpless: "The production of knight armor itself is a complicated process, especially the training of knights also takes a long time. The more dangerous the weapon, the higher the quality requirements for the user.

We have simplified the process as much as possible, but it will take at least two years to reach the scale of 10,000 people you mentioned."

"What is the current number?"

"One thousand six hundred people."

After the old men finished speaking, they saw Ye Qingxuan's regretful face and vomited blood. These 1,600 people alone are unprecedented in the history of the Inquisition!

In the past, the assets that the successive chief judges had scraped together were only 800 to 900 people.

Not only the manufacture of armor, but the training and modulation of knights are even more expensive than the cost of armor.

When Ye Qingxuan took over the court, the Hammer of Witches only had 400 people. Now with the Anglo industrial base and the technology of the Chainsaw Brothers, they can spend money to the current level. Thank God, you are still not satisfied? !

"Where are the Purification Musicians?" Ye Qingxuan asked again.

"Six hundred."

The old men no longer had any expectations for Ye Qingxuan's reaction.

"Oh, a little less."

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand: "You all work harder. Young people are so hardworking now. I have doubled your medical expenses. At least you should make use of your remaining energy before you die."

"..."

The old men could only roll their eyes. It was really a sin to meet such a boss who treated his subordinates like animals.

Just when Ye Qingxuan cut off the communication and was about to contact the Privy Council to ask for the latest news, he heard the clamor and shouting outside.

"Sir, there is a change in Guixu!" Mabel's voice sounded in his ears.

Ye Qingxuan rushed to the deck and looked down, only to see the chaotic musicians below.

The silver glow had gradually dimmed and thinned, and the chaotic ether waves began to gradually converge and collapse inward.

In the core of that sea area, the outline of the island was faintly revealed, but it was not clear.

Guixu was about to complete its gestation and emerge completely.

But before that, a burst of fog rose above the sea in the distance.

One by one, vague shadows emerged from it, causing confusion and exclamations among the musicians.

Ye Qingxuan looked closely and could only see a vague figure on the sea in the distance, gradually walking towards the sea.

It was a translucent phantom, a scene projected from nowhere under the refraction of the ether.

It was like a traveler who had experienced a long journey home.

The tired figure stepped on the stagnant sea surface and staggered forward, supporting his body with the long sword in his hand, which was already covered with cracks. The cloak that seemed to have been burned by flames fluttered in the wind, scattering sparks and burning ashes.

The old gray hair fell from both sides of the face, and on the blurred face, there was a black iron crown on the head.

Wearing armor that seemed to come from hundreds of years ago, the iron boots stepped on the waves as if walking on flat ground.

When seeing the vague wheel-shaped emblem on the breastplate, many musicians had guessed his identity...

That was hundreds of years ago, at the end of the Dark Ages, one of the many kings who opened up the Golden Age of mankind, and the original ruler who founded the Kingdom of Burgundy.

——The King of the Sun!

"North! There are also in the north!"

The musicians exclaimed in surprise, turned around, and looked at the northern seas. Behind the Asgardian fleet, a figure quietly emerged, wearing a white robe, wearing a laurel crown, holding a heavy scepter, flying towards Guixu.

That was the first ruler of the Caucasus Kingdom, the uncrowned king who created the embryonic form of the city-state union on the vast wasteland.

——The Sage of Iron Moon!

This time, no one needed to remind them, and everyone looked to the south again...

A burly figure like a giant walked out of the mist, holding a head and a giant sword, with blood on the broken armor, and the silver frost crown shining.

The guardian of Gladisheim, the frost giant, the first emperor of Asgard.

——The Lord of the Golden Palace!

With the appearance of these figures, more and more shadows emerged from the mist.

Each figure was a famous hero and hero at the end of the Dark Ages. In addition to the saints of the first generation, there were also people with obvious demon bloodline walking among them...

It was as if the past was reappearing. Those illusory phantoms passed through all obstacles and went straight to Guixu, stepped into the vague island, passed through the chaotic city, and climbed the mountain...

Finally, they stopped in front of the ancient stone cauldron and lowered their noble heads, as if worshiping the only master in the world.

The souls of the original kings came from the sea to meet the sacred cauldron.