Crown of Silence

Ye Qingxuan felt that he was very good at fighting now.

But no matter how good he was, he would definitely be defeated if there was a natural disaster. Fighting away from home was so fatal, not to mention fighting with Paganini.

Last time, he was only able to stand firm in front of Paganini with the help of the Sword in the Stone and Hermes' backhand, and finally won by luck with the Gate of Heaven.

Now Paganini has received the gift of the abyss, and his own strength has entered a realm that Ye Qingxuan cannot understand. God knows how he entered Guixu in advance.

He did not know how much of the rich legacy left by the Hundred Eyes was inherited by him. Although he could not completely occupy Guixu, it was enough to wedge the theory of music into it.

The rules left by the kings had long been changed beyond recognition by him, and the power given by Guixu, all of which concealed the theory of music change...

With this trick of "borrowing chickens to lay eggs", he separated the theory of music change between the inside and the outside. Not only did he infiltrate his power into Guixu through the death of many musicians, but he also implanted his theory of music into every musician in Guixu through the gift of Guixu.

No wonder the black musicians almost didn't cause any trouble this time.

They didn't want to intervene, and they hoped that things would be as chaotic as possible. If Ye Qingxuan hadn't achieved the Chapter of Destiny and had a deep understanding of the Cloth of Original Sin, no one would have discovered the theory of music change hidden in everyone's chapter of destiny.

They were infiltrated by Paganini without knowing it, and they were still immersed in the illusory power, with no defense against the abyss.

As long as Paganini started, these people would immediately degenerate into black musicians, and their own theory of music and consciousness would be transformed by the abyss.

In the entire material world, almost all masters of famous schools will be controlled by Paganini and become his most loyal subordinates. Through these people, what will come next is probably the great split of the material world schools.

I don’t know how many schools will be dragged into the abyss.

With just this one thing, Paganini is enough to open up the situation in the material world and then set off a wave... not to mention what Paganini will become at that time.

If Ye Qingxuan is not wrong... this is a reincarnation ceremony.

He wants to transfer his consciousness to the natural disaster brewed by Guixu like Arthur. It’s just that his chance is thousands of times better than Arthur, and he can directly transform the natural disaster from the ‘embryo stage’.

Once born, his position of natural disaster seems to be born, with unlimited growth possibilities. If time passes, I am afraid that even the position of the Hundred Eyes will be swallowed by him...

"I can't control this matter, I can't control it! Sign up first, and then let Selvin call for help..."

Ye Qingxuan's fingers clicked continuously, and lightning burst out from his fingers, falling on the infected musicians, and the lightning flashed and penetrated into the chapter of fate. In order to survive and maintain their own personality and consciousness, the masters did not care about their lives being held in the hands of Ye Qingxuan.

The music theory entangled in the lightning formed a lock, which completely fixed most of the music theory and no longer changed.

Immediately afterwards, the forbidden faction's nature interference forcibly split everything apart and sealed the infected part heavily.

It was like a temporary operation.

Of course, Ye Qingxuan was very unkind to also wrap the purification music theory.

The expressions of several masters suddenly became very exciting, as if they were tied to the stake. Once the music theory is triggered, they may not have time to transform into black musicians, and will be burned to ashes by Ye Qingxuan's judgment fire.

"In an emergency, we should make use of the power. In an emergency, we should make use of the power."

Ye Qingxuan comforted them: "Don't use the music before leaving Guixu. After leaving, I will slowly help you take out the music theory... You don't want to become black musicians and bring shame to your school, right?"

Several old masters looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh in unison.

Haven't they been humiliated enough in the past two days?

The world is changing too fast, and the old men's waists are sprained and they can't keep up with the pace.

Some of them have already broken the jar and planned to accept their fate if they can still go back alive this time. Staying in the Inquisition is good, at least it's comfortable.

When you get old, you have to pay attention to safety. It's good to stay in your own little house. Going out... forget it.

But some people still have doubts about this: "Do you have a way to leave Guixu?"

"Of course."

Ye Qingxuan raised his head and looked at the edge of Guixu in the distance - the ether torrent that was like a raging tide that separated the inside and the outside - he knocked on the wand of destiny in his hand.

Divide the sea?

Perhaps it is a bit difficult.

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"My projection in Guixu has been discovered."

Paganini opened his eyes.

With the turbulence of Guixu, deep underground, dark tombs also echoed lowly, and bricks and stones collapsed. But the people who stayed here did not panic at all, which was obviously expected.

"It's much later than expected. Your arrangement bought us three days."

The speaker was a dwarf.

The dwarf with metallic skin was suspended in the air, wearing a robe that didn't fit his body. The hem of the robe was broken, as if it had been burned by fire, and the charred corners flew in the air as he moved.

In the air, there were also many creatures floating.

Some of them are moon spirits, some are half-dragons, some look like humans, and some are just some weird creatures. But they all have the same feature, that is, a huge head.

The head occupies at least one-third of their body volume. Even in the innermost part, some people are completely incomplete, with only a head left in the copper plate.

Abyss Sage.

These are the demons who inherited the property of the Hundred Eyes and the favor of the abyss. They have gathered here secretly.

The skull with skin withered to almost tree bark lay on the velvet mat, but with the blazing fire of will in the eye hole, staring at Paganini:

"You did well, Paganini, and you deserve praise."

Paganini's eyebrows raised slightly. Over the years, he rarely saw this skull relied on by the Hundred Eyes speak, and he rarely saw anyone who had been praised by him.

"As you can see, I have completed the first step of the promise. So, what do I want?"

Paganini stretched out his hand.

On the withered skull, the fire in the eye hole flickered. After a brief silence, he spoke again. Even without lungs, he can control the ether with his will, vibrate the air, and make sounds.

"We brought it, hope you can make good use of it."

As soon as the voice fell, three abyss sages slowly floated out from the darkness, and then heavy footsteps were heard - under the protection and care of the three demons, the thing slowly walked under the light.

It was a... person.

To be precise, it was a fat, bloated woman who was almost afraid to look directly at. When she walked, it was like a round meat ball slowly sliding on the ground. With every step, her body would raise waves of flesh. The exaggerated breasts that were several heads big were a scene that only appeared in nightmares.

Paganini was stunned, looking at the woman who looked only in her forties, turned around and asked the skull: "Are you sure?"

The skull said indifferently: "Don't be fooled by appearances, Paganini. In order to find it, we searched for it in the etheric world for sixteen cycles, and spent a huge price to infuse it into this body.

If you want to ask me if this is what you want, I will tell you that it is.

This is the loving mother who gave birth to countless lives, the poisonous woman who destroyed countless lives, the saint who saved countless lives, and the divine prostitute who cherished countless lives.

She is the natural disaster that stands high above countless natural disasters, one of the 'four living creatures'.

-Dark Earth Mother!"

The bloated woman was looked at without any reaction, her eyes were empty, and she only breathed dullly. This is a container, a transformed container.

The real Dark Earth Mother did not even have a body, and no one could even summarize its state. Only by storing it in a physical container can it be extended from the distant etheric world to the material world.

So, there is no need to pay attention to appearances.

What really matters is what's inside.

Paganini looked at her, and she looked at Paganini.

Suddenly, Paganini's face felt a little itchy. He reached out to touch it, but found that the perfect body he created had grown keratin spots, and a crack had appeared behind the itchy ear, and something like a parotid gland was slowly taking shape.

He was shocked and took a few steps back, and the abnormality on his face slowly subsided.

In just a few seconds, even the flesh created by Paganini changed under her gaze. No one in the world except the Dark Mother can do this.

The skull had no expression, as if it didn't mean to laugh at him.

"Paganini, use it carefully." It said, "This is the most precious asset of the abyss."

"I understand."

Paganini took out a piece of white cloth from his arms, unfolded it carefully, raised his palm, and covered the bloated woman's face with the white gauze, blocking her sight, and his movements were as gentle as putting a veil on a bride.

"Follow me."

He pulled the fat woman's hand from the guard of the Abyss Sage, carefully led her, and walked to the deepest part of the tomb. After passing through a long corridor, countless cold reliefs, and dozens of doors, they walked onto the suspended platform.

Under the platform, there were countless flashes of burning ether.

The silver stream of light gathered into a vortex, and the blazing flames soared into the sky, so dazzling that people could not look directly at it.

This was the place where Gaius threw the hundred-armed giant, and it was also the place where the Anglos resurrected the Dragon Slayer Spear. Now, after hundreds of years of swallowing, a terrifying existence is slowly brewing from the deepest part of the Death Well, and is about to wake up.

Paganini led her to the edge of the platform, reached out, and took a stone knife from Paganini's hand.

The stone knife carved from obsidian reflected Paganini's face.

The quiet face that looked like a man and a woman was so quiet in the reflection of the blade.

A cold light flashed.