Boom!

Nora's feet softened, and she sat down on the ground, looking behind her blankly: "Ye, Ye, Ye...... Ye Qingxuan?!"

Now no one cared about Nora's life that she had just used as a guarantee, and the sound of drawing her sword was incessant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The surviving Templars once again assumed a battle position.

"Calm down. ”

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, lifted the sluggish Nora, and threw it aside: "I know my identity is very damn to hell, and I understand your current mood."

But I think what I've done up to now has proven my good intentions.

If you don't have any other missions, I hope you will come with me to rescue the Central Temple. Perhaps, there is still time there. ”

“......”

In silence, Kunting opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by Vasco.

The knight in the Gospel armor took off his helmet, revealing his burnt face, bent down, and stared at Ye Qingxuan.

"I know you. ”

He said: "Two months ago, I served under Captain Banne, and I saw you in Auschwitz. You haven't changed much from before. ”

"Maybe it's a big change, but you don't see it. ”

Ye Qingxuan shrugged slightly: "I know that a suspect's request is a bit too much for you, but I hope you can decide quickly, after all, I am in a hurry." ”

"To be honest, I don't believe you're some so-called executioner. ”

Vasco shook his head slightly, "Mr. Bane once made promises of your character, and I trust his vision. He is a pure priest, a servant of God, and I believe that his adopted son will not be a scum.

However, I would like you to answer a question. This question determines whether we will help you next, or ...... Draw your sword and face each other. ”

He reached out and pulled out a bayonet sword from his leg armor for hand-to-hand combat, holding it in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the pupils of the young man in front of him.

With a chill.

He said, "Ye Qingxuan, let me ask you." ”

"- Did you really participate in the assassination of the Holy See?"

"Nope. ”

Ye Qingxuan shook his head.

Vasco stared into his eyes, as if trying to discern anything that seemed like a lie, and after a long time, he slowly bowed his head: "Good." ”

With the sword in its sheath, he turned around and waved his hand: "Escort this Mr. Ye to the Central Temple." Either way, there we can fulfill our Templar duties. ”

The team started to march again, but this time, Ye Qingxuan was surrounded in the most core place, followed by Nora who seemed to be sleepwalking.

Ye Qingxuan asked Vasco: "Do you believe me? After all, there is no evidence." ”

"Mr. Bane saved me on the battlefield, twice. Vasco looked ahead and said indifferently, "You saved us too, didn't you?"

"Maybe I have ulterior motives. ”

"I'll be staring at you. ”

Vasco glanced at him: "'Close protection'." ”

"Then I'm bothering you. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled nonchalantly, and did not feel at ease.

Soon, they were already on the periphery of the central temple.

It had been completely dyed into an abyss, and a chaotic roar sounded as if it had been waiting for them to step into the trap, and countless shadows had emerged from the walls and the open streets.

"Iron Wall Formation!"

Vasco drew his sword and gave the order: "Sword dancer step forward, longbowman prepares." Everyone check the holy water they have with them, and beware of the black musicians hidden in the demons!"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but speak: "Actually, I wanted to ask from the beginning: What about your military musician?"

Hearing his voice, Vasco's expression darkened, and the hilt of his sword creaked: "Before we were attacked, they were all evacuated. ”

"Isn't it just a transfer?" Kunting sneered, "Hey, 'secret security', phew! those idiots sitting in the office don't know what they've done......"

"Forget it. ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed, and threw the frightened Nora to Vasco: "I'll make up the number, you can protect this coward." ”

Make up the numbers?

A hint of bitterness appeared in Vasco's expression, the number of such demons was probably in the thousands.

With such a huge momentum, I am afraid that it will take dozens of black musicians to prepare together for a lot of time to make up for it.

Moreover, the other side may not have any secret weapons.

There may even be one or two big demons hidden.

Ye Qingxuan alone, no matter how strong his strength is, if he wants to fight them, he will hit a stone with an egg.

He opened his mouth to speak, but saw Ye Qingxuan close his eyes.

And then......

- Dream Realm!

Everyone saw it, and a round of moonlight slowly rose above Ye Qingxuandi's head.

In an instant, a shrill siren sounded over the shoulders of all the Templars, from the aether observation counters. Vasco was dumbfounded, only to see that the degree of terror that had been out of the measured range was rapidly decreasing.

1 million, 900,000, 800,000......

It's like jumping off a building.

The alchemy equipment on everyone's body, the quality of which is more fragile, simply burst completely.

The invisible waves spread from Ye Qingxuan's feet, but they set off a monstrous wave. Swept all the way around, and everywhere they passed, the black crushing earth demons stiffened and roared wildly.

And in some places, there are hidden people who are forcibly squeezed out of the shadows, and under such a terrifying 'gap', the music theory in the body is turbulent, unable to hold themselves, and blood is spurting from the mouth.

What's more, the ether furnace implanted in the body suddenly burst, and the terrifying power turned his body into a mess of rotten flesh, but as soon as it poured out of the body, it was swallowed up by an invisible monster.

In an instant, the aether reading fell to its lowest limit - 0!

Dragon's Sleep Enchantment!

Even in the collision between the abyss and the sacred city, in the countless aftermaths, the moonlight was so illusory and fragile.

But at this moment, within a radius of several kilometers within the moonlight, all the musicians have lost their own strength, and even the masters can only protect themselves and are powerless to take care of others.

"It's ...... What?"

Vasco gasped. Soon, he looked up and stared at the chaotic demons in front of him, and smiled hideously.

Without the blessings of the Abyss Music Theory and the Black Musician, the demon is just a bigger beast.

Such a great opportunity, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

"Onward!"

He raised his concussive halberd and shouted at everyone: "Go with me! Go to the Central Temple, tell the minions who are here, who will be their enemy!"

And so, the earth roared.

As the Templars galloped, countless rubbles trembled uneasily on the ground, and the sound of steel neighing resounded throughout the battlefield.

The blood-stained eagle rose again.

At this moment, the proud subway eagle is above the battlefield!

-

In the central sanctum, in the final closed barrier, the sirens are piercing.

A loud bang was heard.

With a roar, all the priests turned pale and looked at the dim nebula overhead.

The observation system of the Holy City Barrier has completely failed, and there is red light everywhere that represents collapse. The enchantment, which was originally overclocked, was now on the verge of collapse.

Under the weight of the abyss, everyone can only be trapped here.

There is no foreign aid, no orders, and even less than a third of the musicians are on duty.

The remaining priests tried to maintain the barrier over and over again, then waited for the alarm of defeat over and over again, until finally, all hope was lost, and nothing more.

"Waste! It's all waste! Why can't even an enchantment center be repaired until now! There are so many co-laws in the Holy City, can't you share some of the pressure!

With so much budget invested every year, how can it become like this when it's really time to use it?"

Rembrandt looked at their languishing appearance, and jumped to his feet and scolded: "What are you doing? Aren't they all called elites! How much money did Albert's bastard embezzle?

You bunch of garbage are all dereliction of duty! Dereliction of duty! If it weren't for my command, it would have been over!

In the midst of his shrill scolding, the faces of the priests were gloomy, and they were silent and did not speak.

After Archbishop Albert was dismissed, Rembrandt burned three fires on his first day in office, and not only removed the buffer equipment of the barrier on the grounds of consuming the budget, but also caused the barrier to have no ability to respond. and also eliminated all the original musician backbones and replaced them with his own henchmen.

As a result, when it happened, half of his authorized backbones didn't show up, and they didn't know where they were hiding.

There was no authority or even an order, and the musicians present did not even have the means to issue an early warning of the change.

Half an hour later, Rembrandt was too late, and without even looking at the pre-reading star map, he issued the command to activate the flood discharge module, causing the destruction of the coherence in more than sixteen key parts.

Before that, the people who bluntly persuaded and blocked had carried this black cauldron and had been dismissed. If he survives, he will be banished to the edge of the dark world.

By the end, no one dared to speak anymore.

The rest of the people, just watching him give the order, gave up the outer and middle areas, and even the inner areas.

The enchantment matrix has twisted into a mess under the pressure of the abyss.

The outflow of the surface layer is completely destroyed.

The formation boundary of the transformation layer is scrapped.

The creative world that allocates music theory resources has spiraled out of control.

Now only the core of the active world remained intact, like a light pole commander, lonely shining with the red light of the alarm, over and over again.

Under the red light, the once dazzling nebula had turned black.

The outermost layer is dyed thoroughly.

In other words, the outermost defense of the Holy City has completely fallen.

"......"

The chief engineer sat in the corner, looking at Rembrandt with cold eyes, and his eyes flashed with resentment. His secretary held him down and glared at him: "Calm down, it's useless."

He's still the archbishop of the Central Temple, do you want to be a rebel?"

Rembrandt noticed their resentment, and sneered in his heart, disapproving.

This group of wastes also wants to abandon the central temple and shift the center of gravity to support the operation of the inner barrier, if it weren't for his obstruction, the people here would have died a long time ago, and there is still anyone there who can breathe?

Now, all the remaining forces of the barrier have been gathered, and the six sub-centers on the periphery have been abandoned to defend the central temple with all their might. The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and even if dozens of big demons besiege it together, it can be impregnable here.

Your own safety has been guaranteed.

Then the next step is how to calm the aftermath of this incident after the fact.

His mind raced as he considered the loss of the Holy City and how to get rid of his sins.

If it weren't for his wise leadership, I'm afraid that such an important institution as the Central Temple would also fall into the hands of demons. Although there is an unshirkable responsibility, but on the second day of his tenure, if he can achieve this level, I am afraid that no one can find fault with him.

However, the sin of abandoning the realm of the outer inhabitants is a bit more serious.

You have to find the right person to take responsibility.

Thinking of this, he looked at the chief engineer and his assistant not far away, and a coldness flashed in his eyes: it just so happened that this Albert die-hard was unwilling to leave in a key position, which upset him.

And, according to him, this bastard is secretly trying to stir up other people's dissatisfaction with him, and then impeachment the cardinals. If I hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, I'm afraid I would have been disgraced.

In that case, there is no way.

He sighed softly, only to feel that the depression in his heart dissipated slightly, and he no longer looked at the engineers, closed his eyes and recuperated, but he couldn't help but think in his heart:

After this matter is over, there will also be a huge gap in the upper echelons of the Holy City.

With Mr. Ludovick's promise, does he have a chance to go further?

In his contemplation, a shrill siren sounded again, interrupting his thoughts.

He looked up in astonishment.

"What's the matter?" he glared at the musicians who were manipulating the barrier, "Didn't I say it?

"No, it's not me!"

The musician guarding in front of the organ raised his hands and shook his head innocently: "It's outside, outside the central sanctuary, someone has connected the display line and asked us to open the door and let them in. ”

"At this time?"

Rembrandt was stunned for a moment and frowned: "Who is it? Can you figure it out?"

Soon, the operator received the reply, and a hint of surprise flashed in his expression, and he excitedly shouted: "It's the sign of the Knights Templar!

"Impossible!"

Rembrandt subconsciously screamed, but when everyone looked at him, he was stunned for a moment, and changed his words: "Who knows if they are really Knights Templar! There are demons everywhere outside, and the Knights Templar are only two squads stationed in the Holy City, how can ......they get in! It's a liar!"

When he said this, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly became more and more sure: "That's right! It must be! Our task is to guard this place! Don't let any suspicious elements enter!"

"But......" The operator was stunned for a moment: "It's really ...... outside"

"Indeed?"

Rembrandt sneered: "Can you be sure? Can you call the shots? Can you afford to take this responsibility!" )