Chapter 821: Secret
Chapter 821: Secret
The Great Wall, the foundation of Aurora.
As early as the first day of Aurora's establishment, no, long before Aurora was established, the Great Wall existed.
Over the centuries, with the maintenance and sacrifice of the nine surnames of the dragon vein, and the dedication and blessing of countless musicians, it has become a behemoth like a natural disaster.
As long as the Great Wall is still in place, Aurora will be unbreakable.
Whether it is external defense or internal repression.
As long as he masters the Great Wall, no matter what kind of rebellion, the emperor can bulldoze it with his backhand at will.
For such an existence, it is too late for the emperor to maintain it, let alone reverse and overthrow it.
But now in the face of Bai Heng's questioning, the emperor did not speak.
"Then I'll take you by default. β
Bai Heng bowed his head and said to himself: "The nine surnames of the dragon vein relied on the central core hundreds of years ago to build the Great Wall, and now they have accumulated strength for hundreds of years. In terms of pure accumulation, it is arguably the largest repository of Aether in the world.
And such things, once 'reversed', will be locked from inward and will become outwardly radiated.
It is foreseeable that the unprecedented aetheric flow will spread from Aurora to the whole world, and with such a terrifying magnitude, even the dark world can cover the end, right?"
The emperor still did not speak.
Bai Heng could only ask and answer himself.
"If on this basis, with the regulation of the central core, and ...... The order of the Eastern Prince, then, it is not impossible to forcibly awaken all the ancient ruins of the world, the fragments of all the migrant ships, where the etheric flow passes.
Even-"
Bai Heng paused, narrowed his eyes, and patted the back of his chair: "Using hundreds of ancient ruins as a fulcrum, forming a network, extending upwards with unprecedented resonance, gaining a higher position in the ether realm than the sacred cauldron."
At that time, the time and place are in hand, and the general trend will be successful, and the unprecedented cause will be completed. β
He said:
"Clean the big source. β
Simply and neatly, he confided from his lips what musicians of the past generations had never dared to think of, or even dream of.
That's not something that can be described as 'changing the world'.
But...... A power that can completely destroy and reforge the world of today a thousand times!
Bai Heng looked at the emperor and asked softly:
"Isn't that right?"
The emperor turned his back to Bai Heng, looked around at the 'Princes' Throne that slowly descended in the Iron Temple, and finally, looked at Bai Heng.
There is no sadness or joy in the eyes.
There is no joy at the imminent accomplishment of great things, nor is there any anger at being told that the plan has been broken.
Just watching.
It wasn't a woman's eyes, not even a human being.
It is a kind of calm and indifference that human beings can never touch.
But Bai Heng smiled.
Full of pleasure, or rather...... Ecstasy.
It's as if you have finally uncovered the layers of camouflage and glimpsed the deepest essence.
Finally, he met his enemies.
"That's what you're guessing? Master the Great Source and become the eternal emperor?
The emperor looked down at him, "I am already the emperor now, Bai Heng, and it must be the Ming monarch who has left a name in the history of Aurora through the ages, there is no one before and no one after him."
Or, what do you think it means for me to 'rule the world'?"
"Indeed, that's a goal that only humans have. β
Bai Heng bowed his head, looked at him, and couldn't take his eyes off it, "So, who is talking to me? Is it my emperor? or my enemy?"
"Haven't you already found the answer to such a boring question?"
The emperor's answer made Bai Hengda laugh.
"First meeting, Prince of the East. β
He said, "I'm Bai Heng. β
This is self-introduction.
Urbane.
It's like reporting your name before a decisive battle.
Unfortunately, his opponent had no interest in this set.
"I've long heard that the 'Three Sages' have their own forms. β
Bai Heng looked at him and asked calmly: "Hermes is the 'guide', obsessed with art and creation, and a madman who has mastered all technology; the Nibelungen is a 'witness', blind and foolish, a strain that is used by human beings and does not even have a self, and as the 'leader' of the East who has the most long-term vision and guides the direction of mankind...... Why is it that now, under the destruction and seal of Hermes, it has become a possessed demonic ghost?"
"It's none of your business. β
"That's right, then let's change the question, about the central authority. There's about 'blood'. β
Bai Heng raised his head and looked up at the countless fluorescent lights that lit up from the dome of the Iron Temple, which seemed to be an illusion from the future, accompanied by a low roar, the sleeping center was slowly warming up, starting, waiting for his new mission.
"You have the blood of the royal Zhao family in your own body, and the blood of the previous royal Xiao family in the refrigerated specimen, and you can get enough from me for the Bai family.
However, if you want the blood of Yunlou, with Yunlou Qingshu here, there is a big deal and a more pure-blooded Yunlou Chaoyue, why hold on to Bai Xi?"
Bai Heng asked, "What's more, if you want Ye's blood, you can directly say to Ye Qingxuan, 'I need you to sit on a chair for half an hour'."
It's just sitting for half an hour, and at most a little blood will be drawn, and it's not fatal, and it's still alive after it's over. As long as you are willing to release Bai Xi, it is impossible for Ye Qingxuan not to even agree to this request.
I'm sure your brains β or rather, the computing chips β don't even understand the pros and cons of this. β
He paused and asked:
"So, why?"
The prince of the east did not answer him.
"Bai Heng, you have too many questions. β
The Eastern Maharaja stared at the dome.
The roar of the center's activation has become higher and higher, from the quiet and distant at the beginning, to now, it has become a thousand giants roaring underground, struggling to pull the invisible giant wheel, injecting fire and power into the silent 'temple'.
He is waiting.
"I can guess if you don't say it anyway.
It's a 'container,' isn't it?"
Bai Heng looked at the girl sleeping in the steel from a distance, not a question, but a self-question: "In terms of the qualifications of the celestials, our majesty can only say that it is reluctant, even if he inherits all the music and music theory of the royal family, there is nothing that can be done."
The so-called 'mediocrity' is like that, right?
If you don't have talent, you can only rely on hard work.
Just by forcing herself to become the emperor, she had already exhausted all her strength.
This is also a kind of torture for you, right? You obviously have the wisdom of heaven and earth, and the body you have is so 'useless' that it is like a giant being stuffed into a small box, and the pain is unspeakable.
But Bai Xi is different, she only relies on one-half of her qualifications, which is enough to stand at the pinnacle of the past generations of celestials.
- Only she can become the 'container' through which you can control the Great Source. β
In the long silence, only the roar echoed.
Cables of steel hung from the vault, one by one, into Shirao's shell, binding her to the steel, making her a part of herself.
Will her ...... Incorporate into the core!
"She has that talent. β
The prince of the east finally replied, not hiding his purpose, but praised without hesitation: "Better than 'me'." β
"Hmm. β
Bai Heng nodded, his eyes subtle, "Hermes also told me so." β
At that moment, a roar sounded.
Steel roars.
"Ahhh!!!hhh
In a furious roar, the bolts holding the iron chair in place let out a twisted whin, and the piercing screams of steel deformation spread. On the iron chair, the young man, so weak that he could barely sustain his will, roared and struggled with rage.
- Break free!
The Eastern Maharaja frowned.
Stretched out his hand and pressed towards the young man who was rushing towards him, but to his surprise, Ye Qingxuan had already fallen to the ground before he even walked three meters.
Stumbled.
By Bai Heng.
With only the strength he has left now, I'm afraid it will be a miracle to break free, where is the strength to run?
"You guy, you don't look like a musician no matter how you look at it, you might as well be a berserker, as long as you are in charge of screaming, it must be very morale-boosting. β
Saying this, 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 for others to interject when they talk, kid." β
Ye Qingxuan struggled, struggling to grit his teeth and absorb the potion in it.
"Don't bother with it, don't you understand? It's not 'poison', a monster like you, where can poison take you down?"
He stretched out a finger and pressed Ye Qingxuan's shoulder, just such a weak strength was enough to make it difficult for Ye Qingxuan to break free.
As his last strength was exhausted, the irresistible drowsiness shattered his last defenses, and he gradually descended into darkness.
It was a myriad of memories, from hundreds of years ago, countless fragments and sights, piled up into an ocean, overwhelmingly emerging from the core of the scepter, engulfing him.
The last celestial inheritance was forcibly stimulated, dragging him into the deepest dreams.
"Sleep. β
Bai Heng stretched out his hand, helped him close his eyes, and said goodbye softly:
"When I woke up, it was all over. β
-
In the stunned silence, Bai Heng withdrew his palm, turned around and smiled.
"So, let's continue?"
The prince of the east was expressionless, "There is nothing to continue, Bai Heng, the boring conversation will end here." β
"So, what about you? β
Bai Heng looked at Yunlou Qingshu: "Do you have any ideas?"
"If you want to say such a thing as 'idea', it's too difficult for a strong person, Bai Hengren. Yunlou Qingshu smiled nonchalantly, and bowed to the emperor: "For me, Your Majesty is Your Majesty, it doesn't matter who it is." β
With that, he walked over to his own chair and sat down on it.
"What a loyal stooge. β
Bai Heng sighed, shrugged helplessly under the gaze of the Eastern Prince, and turned around.
Finally, I sat down in the chair I had been waiting for.
"How is it?" Bai Heng let those shackles imprison him there, and looked at the prince of the east: "Aren't you very excited and happy that your wish has come true?"
"It's not time to succeed, but you've failed. β
The prince of the east looked down at him: "Even so, you can suppress me for fifteen years with your own strength, Bai Heng, I admit that you are a monster that is far superior to natural disasters."
But all you have done has been in vain. β
By the emperor, by the woman, by the human lips.
So He declared.
Everything in humanity will eventually be brought back to normal. β
At that moment, the sound of collapse came from afar.
It was the wail of rupture.
Not from the sky, not from the earth, not from man.
That is the foundation of the empire, the source of hundreds of years of rule, and the dragon veins and long-cherished wishes, obsessions and unwillingness, scepters and powers of the nine celestials...... Everything that is piled up even after death, what is repaired, what is maintained.
Great Wall!
The Great Wall collapsed.
At this moment, it is as if the torrent of the Seven Seas bursting the banks rises from the deepest part of the earth, and the 'ocean' that exceeds the limits of human observation appears in the world.
Aether, endless aether surging out of the shattered Great Wall.
After hundreds of years of savings, at this moment, under the management of successive generations of celestial beings, the ether that has already been filled, compressed, overloaded, and even surplus has been released and freed.
With the loud sound of the Great Wall collapsing, the whole world seemed to tremble.
Whether it is in Anglo, Burgundy, Asgard, or in the Holy City, in the Caucasus, in the dark world, you can feel that the silver slurry that is so hot that it is like the melting of the sun emerges from the void and spreads in all directions.
With a density that is by no means a 'black zone', a blazing light that the stars burst is not enough to describe, and a speed that can only be matched by a loud cry.
It swept the world.
It is not a movement, and I am afraid that there is no movement with such a terrifying pattern and main axis that can encompass such 'boundless' ether.
Just sweeping, just washing.
In an instant, it overloaded and self-destructed countless co-rituals, shattering thousands of enchantments.
Even the nomadic mountain hanging high in the sky was washed by the torrent of aether at this moment, and it was thrown dozens of kilometers in an instant, the aether pool burst and caused a raging fire, and countless machinery spewed black smoke in the hiss of the alarm, and it was difficult to maintain the altitude, and then under dozens of emergency parachutes, it slowly slid towards the earth.
It is precisely because of this height that we can glimpse how terrifying the 'ripples' that were set off from the ground at that moment.
A silver glow erupted from the Trembling Realm, forming a giant pillar that supported the Heavenly Vault, and then, with a gesture of coldness and indifference, it sprinkled its own boon to the whole world.
As a result, silver ripples spread out in all directions.
In the East, in the West, in the South, in the North......
Wherever the ripples passed, the clouds were swept away, the hurricane was torn apart, the earth was washed away, and in the dust, one after another responded to the glow.
It is the remnants of the civilization of the past.
The ancient ruins that sleep in the wilderness, mountains, lakes, oceans, islands, and underground are responding one after another, forcibly awakening, tyrannically opening their pupils and injecting their last life.
Shrill sirens and soft access prompts alternate constantly.
The giants who had once died were awakened again.
The broken spine of white bones propped up the mutilated shell, and let out a reciprocal cry.
And along with the glorious and cold scene, in the endless etheric torrent, behind the broken Great Wall, there is an illusory and ethereal movement condensed from it.
And so the vision of the kingdom of heaven was revealed.
Originally, the relationship between the Heavenly Kingdom and the Great Wall was a reflection of the virtual and the real, with the void and distant, but the 'Heavenly Kingdom' that did exist as the core, and the Heavenly Man controlled the 'Great Wall' that was forged by the entity and existed exactly at this moment.
But at this moment, with the destruction of the Great Wall, the Heavenly City, which had long been submerged in the dust of history, appeared on the national capital at this moment.
It's like a miracle.
It's just that what is hidden behind the clouds and mist is not the Qionglou Yuyu and the immortal palace that ordinary people imagine, but the miracle created with gold, iron and light!
It is a realm of scale that can span thousands of kilometers, built with technology and great power that is incomprehensible to mankind at the moment, enough to cross space and face solar storms, meteor bombardments, absolute zero, and even black holes!
There is no doubt that it was just an illusion.
It's just a remnant of the once fallen kingdom of heaven in the etheric realm.
But after witnessing all this, no matter who you are, it is difficult to deceive yourself.
It is not something that can be done with strength, nor is it a symbol that can be obtained by ingenuity and skill, experience and skill.
The appearance of the Heavenly City can only say one thing.
That is the music theory of the nine surnames of the dragon vein for hundreds of years, in response to the call of the 'Eastern Prince', which was once cast by the first generation of celestials and supported by the successive generations of celestials, condensed the power of their souls, and recognized the qualifications of the Eastern Prince!
What he represents is the orthodoxy of the dragon vein!
At this moment, under the reflection of the heavenly kingdom, the torrent of ether has swept the entire world. Beneath the darkness of the dark cosmic primordial darkness, countless silver streamers rose from the earth to the sky, merging into the call of the central core.
And in the steel temple under the palace, the existence of Bai Xi and Chaoyue has been completely engulfed by the light.
It's hard to get a glimpse of their silhouette and presence.
With the response of countless ruins, they have been completely integrated into the central core.
And with the support of countless ruins, the torrent of the ether has rushed into the sea of ether, breaking through the gap of the material realm, almost completely breaking the system of the ether net, and extending towards the depths of the ether realm......
Change is coming.
With the unprecedented turmoil, a violent vibration began in the central core.
[Alert, navigation vacancy-]
[Alarm, the central engine loses its response-]
[Alarm, recording system, Nibelungen not respondingββ]
[Alarm, Creation System, Hermes does not respondββ]
[Alarm, maintenance system, East Prince, no - maintenance system, p?i Yao F _T} η nStε’@< - alarm - alarm stop - maintenance system - East Prince, online, carried out. γ
Countless alert boxes popped out of the void, covering almost everyone's eyes, and then, under the eyes of the Eastern Prince, they quickly disappeared and disappeared into darkness.
In the end, only a line of cold handwriting remained.
[The ???th special vote of the Crew Committee was initiated.] γ
"What kind of joke is this talking about?"
Bai Heng laughed mockingly: "Doesn't this make me look like a sinner for all mankind?
So the emperor, who was seated on the throne, spoke.
It was the Eastern Prince's response, with a solemn demeanor that could not be refuted:
"βthis is my mission of existence!"
At that moment, in the silent freezer cabin, the 'specimen' frozen in the extreme cold was the first to give up its permission.
Although the cells are still alive, they are already destined to be resurrected, and the captain who once slept with the captain of love after death can only function as a voting machine.
The hoarse and heroic voice of the past sounded again.
[Captain Xiao returns, agree!]
Vote, let's go!
At the same time, there was also a deep voice announcing.
[UNRWA absenteeism. γ
[Armed Management Office: Absent.] γ
[Medical control room, absent. γ
......
With the constant sound of debriefing, the chairs representing the committee sank to the floor.
Absence will be considered a waiver though. At that time, the crew committee did not follow the rules of the highest vote, but to prevent the conflicts between the crew members from being so sharp that they killed each other, and to preserve the whole fleet to the greatest extent.
Key matters must be approved by a majority of the committee members.
Otherwise, it will be completely rejected by the central core!
Because of this, Bai Heng's existence is crucial.
On the other iron chair, Yunlou Qingshu had already closed his eyes, allowing his blood to be extracted, tested, and dissociated from the core hidden in the genes.
A slender female voice rang out.
[Successor Synthesis Committee Member Yun Lou Bai, agreed!]
Immediately after, the emperor stretched out his hand.
A deep, deep voice rang out.
[Commissioner of the Pilot Section, Zhao Qian, agree!]
Then, there was Ye Qingxuan, who was ignorant and ignorant on the iron chair, drowning in the deepest part of the dream.
A lazy and gentle voice sounded.
[Mind Monitoring Room, Ye Huo, agree!]
In the end, it was Bai Heng's turn.
In the silence, Bai Heng did not resist, but just let the central core draw his blood.
But there was no pain or chagrin in that face, nor was there reluctance or resentment.
Indeed, there is no way to resist now.
Even if he struggled to break free now, using his old body to break free from the shackles of steel, and performed a miracle to escape the chair, there was no way to get back the blood that had been extracted.
It can be said that there is no point in any resistance.
But in this way, in those eyes, there is still a brilliance that is not inferior to natural disasters.
Vivid and warm.
Like a flame.
He said, "The prince of the east, save this fallen world, let mankind return to its glorious civilization, return to the starry sky, and build the kingdom of heaven...... It's really good, but I don't like it. β
The prince of the east was indifferent: "This is the welfare of mankind as a whole, and it will not be diverted by your personal likes and dislikes." β
"Well, it does. β
Bai Heng nodded slowly, sighed and raised his other hand that was still able to move, "But now, I have a secret to tell you......"
As he spoke, he lifted his white hair, showing everyone his roots and scalp, and let them look at the ends of the silver-white hair, the little mottled color.
Then, smile pleasantly.
"βMy hair is dyed. β
At that moment, accompanied by his words, a cold announcement sounded.
[Executive member Bai Nan, absent!]
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