"Time, please stop. ”

"It's just because you're so magnificent. ”

In the distant sound of the chant, the pinnacle movement from Faust is activated, and the timepiece moves, burns red, and almost self-destructs.

And so, time in the sea of ether came to an abrupt end. All changes in music theory are forcibly stagnant, frozen.

This time, it follows the music theory of the 'forbidden school', rather than the 'stagnation' of the material world.

The melody acts directly on the aether, causing the aetheric sea to stop changing and no longer respond to the real world. It also forcibly cut off the way for musicians and the Aether Sea to resonate, knocking all musicians down to resonance.

And at that moment, an inconspicuous cavalryman in the team suddenly stretched out his hand, raised his finger, the nail piece trembled, and countless notes flowed on the fingertips, outlining a huge structure and outline, and shook it hard towards the frozen sea of ether.

In an instant, the air around him was faintly distorted, as if it was being pulled by a huge gravitational pull. It's a formative music theory that interferes with matter and distorts reality.

- Distortion level!

In this team of cavalry, there is even a musician who is only one step away from the master realm!

The music theory is pinned on endless changes, and the layers of formulas are deduced in an instant, bursting out like a burning hammer to break through the ice.

Collapse!

The music theory collided, setting off a screeching noise, and everyone's eyes went black.

The 'cavalryman''s complexion changed suddenly, and the raised fingers shook, cracking like a bamboo knuckle, and blood flowing, either evaporating in the chaos of music theory, or frozen, or disappeared without a trace.

From the fingertips to the elbows, the iron armor twisted like a sun-dried kelp, breaking inch by inch, revealing the brutal flesh.

"How could it be ......?"

He murmured sluggishly, a crisp cracking sound in his chest, his internal organs cracked, and he fell off his horse.

In the blink of an eye, the Aether Sea froze completely.

In the crowd, the faces of several people suddenly turned pale. It's like a sudden loss of some very important sense, like blindness, deafness, loss of voice, loss of touch.

The resonator coexists with the Aetheric Sea all the time, and is exalted and sublimated accordingly. As the Aetheric Sea froze, the resonance of the source point disappeared, and almost instantly, it was knocked down from the resonance level.

Unless the master who forged the chapter of fate, he could not resist this terrible oppression.

It was only then that the sluggish crowd let out a cry of consternation.

Chaos spread from the crowd, and under the control of the hidden psychic music, fear and panic broke out in an instant, and the crowd scattered and fled, and in an instant, the city gates became a mess.

"Ye Qingxuan......"

In the chaos, Colt stared at the broken face of the musician, raised his head, looked around, and roared: "Get out, Ye Qingxuan! I know you're here!"

No one responded.

In this afternoon, under the blazing afternoon sun, in the flying dust, only hoarse and distant singing voices came.

"The Last Judgment is coming, and the fire spreads to the graves, scorching the internal organs, and the souls are flowing out of the underworld. ”

Beneath the gates, the old luthier plucked the strings and chanted in a low voice, offering a hymn to the hero: "Oh, Lazarus, how shall thy debt be paid?"

"Oh, Lazarus, are you panicking?"

Colt looked up sharply into the crowd, and behind the crowd, the old luthier bowed his head and sang hoarsely.

As if the invisible switch had been flipped up, behind Colt, the eyes of the black-clothed priest suddenly became hollow, and he unconsciously raised his hand, and a crossbow slipped out of his robe and held it in his hand.

As if after a thousand exercises, he pushed Colt against the back of his head and pulled the trigger.

The spring was released, and dark green poisonous arrows burst out.

At that moment, Colt bowed his head, rolled over, rolled off his saddle, and the crossbow bolt flew through the messy hair, nailed into the shoulders of the leading knight.

Just when the skin was broken, the knight fell head-on, half paralyzed, and soon his lips became dark and his face swollen.

This is not highly toxic, but a concentrated blood clotting agent that is more terrible than poison. The chantor used it to stop the bleeding of seriously wounded soldiers on the battlefield, but if the concentration changed by one number after the decimal point, it would turn the wounded into a living rubber figure, covered in blood that would clot and cure no cure.

"The curse can't be broken, there is no cure, there is nowhere to confess, where can you pray?"

The old luthier sang hoarsely, "Oh, Lazarus, how will your debt be paid?"

Oh, Lazarus, are you panicking?"

With an arrow missing, the priest's crossbow took aim again, pulled the trigger, and Colt tore the shield on the back of the cavalryman beside him, blocking in front of him.

Screams and crashes rang out one after another, and the crossbow bolts slammed into the iris-shaped shields, denting one by one, breaking off and falling to the ground, trampled to pieces by the frightened horses.

Behind the shield, Colt drew his sword and stabbed it into the neck of the priest's horse, and the horse screeched, and the man rose to his feet, throwing the sluggish priest off his horse, and soon the hooves of the horse trampled him into a mess.

But to death, the priest still had empty eyes at the corners of his mouth, his lips opened and closed, and he muttered something silently.

"Ye Qingxuan......"

Colt suddenly turned his head and looked at the luthier, with a hideous expression: "Sure enough, it's you!"

"Time is short, death is urging. ”

The luthier chanted hoarsely, plucking the strings: "Look, the fire burns my body. Burn my soul and penetrate my bones. There is nowhere to hide, there is nowhere to escape, and there is nowhere to escape!"

"Take down that assailant!"

Colt roared, shouting to the knights, "No, kill on the spot!"

After the crowd, he reined in and stared coldly at Ye Qingxuan's face.

"Don't dream, Ye Qingxuan. He whispered, "You can't kill me in hell, and it's the same here!

If he was scared at first, he is no longer afraid.

Ye Qingxuan has gone completely crazy......

This is a holy city!

I don't know how many schools, masters, and musicians gather here, the world's largest enchantment shrouds the city day and night, and the Temple of Stars monitors the etheric fluctuations of the entire human world, the most heavily guarded place in the world!

Here, even the Secret Keeper School could no longer provide him with any cover. The moment he chose to do it, he was already an enemy of the Holy City!

No one could save him!

But I don't know why.

But there was a hint of panic in his heart.

Why...... Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the city gate, but on the bustling streets, it seemed that everything was still the same, and nothing unusual had happened.

Even now, no one has discovered that a despicable murder has taken place in front of the gates of the Holy City!

With each passing second, the uneasiness in his heart grew even greater.

What the hell is going on?

He gritted his teeth and clenched the reins, his joints turning white.

The knights drew their swords, the horses gasped, and the sound of iron hooves sounded like a torrential rain.

Dozens of knights urged their horses to gallop, their heavy swords dragging on the ground, leaving shocking cracks one after another.

Beside Colt, several knights took off their visors and played music, gathering the aether, even though it had been knocked down and resonated, but when everyone joined forces in tune, they still released several shackles in an instant.

The earth is tumbling, the fire is brewing, and the air is condensed...... Dozens of movements burst out at the same time, locking every inch of the enemy's evasion space.

Iron hooves whistled, and the knights cast a dark shadow on their horses. They suddenly drew their long swords that were dragging on the ground and slashed them down at the violinist's head!

At that moment, the gale lifted the luthier's hood, revealing his long hair as pale as bones.

"Can't you see my regrets? I'll make your life worthwhile......" he hung his head and sang, "Drunken and dusty, can you see my smile in it?"

In the gale, the long hair flew, and in an instant, it was plated with a layer of electric silver white.

Beside the luthier, the diagonal cane burst out with a blazing thunderous light, and the torrent swept through!

Thunder roared.

In an instant, the electric light surged like a wild python, leaving a pitch-black scorch mark wherever it passed. Like an angry lash, the stirring music theory instantly tore all the movements apart completely, destroying them!

Then, it swept forward, leaping between the iron armor and the sword, melting the steel into crimson iron juice, the warhorse neighing and falling to the ground, and the knight's half-body vaporizing.

At that moment, among the countless violent thunders, a vague majestic phantom was faintly intertwined into a half-majestic phantom - Thunder Emperor Indra!

Including Colt, many musicians suddenly changed color.

When the Aether Sea was frozen, it was difficult for anyone to resonate, and they were suppressed at the same level, and they could only rely on the Aether that was free between heaven and earth.

But no one could have imagined that someone would be able to complete such a huge movement without any effort, and even recreate the spirituality of the fallen saints with one enemy and ten, and even with music theory!

"It's definitely not musician......"

A middle-aged priest stared at Ye Qingxuan, staring at his chest, trying to get a glimpse of the heart sound played in it. But no matter how he snooped, it was empty, there was no response, no resonance!

It's like a huge void, with no music theory, no aether, just a shocking vacuum that swallows up all noise......

As if sensing his prying eyes, something was brewing in that darkness, like the fetus of calamity, and a scale and half a claw appeared.

In an instant, the priest's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes cracked, oozing a line of bloody tears. Blood slid down his pale face, and he screamed:

"What the hell are you...... What the hell is it?"

Behind the flying dust, the young man bowed his head and plucked the six-stringed instrument in his hand, and the hoarse sound spread between the strings.

"Lazarus, can you see wildfires blazing and blazing?"

"Can you see the Hellhounds, eyeing the Hellhounds?"

"Do you feel the panic?"

"But Lazarus, how will your debts be paid?"

In the midst of that low song, the thunder was blazing, and it danced wildly. On top of the cane, the gem covered with layers of cracks shattered completely, and instead, the fallen Holy Spirit rose from the thunder, and opened its eyes like never before.

Heaven and earth roar!

The earthquake trembled, and the walls of steel shone with blazing lightning. The song became a judgment from Hades, resounding between the heavens and the earth.

"Lazarus, wildfires have burned. ”

The singer sings hoarsely: "Blazing flames and blazing fires, the distant stars will not be able to guide you...... I will write my name in blood.

Lazarus, wash your blood with blood, write my name!"

"-- Wash your blood with blood, and make my name come true!"

At that moment, the strings in the singer's hands suddenly broke.

The ravaged six-stringed piano shattered inch by inch, and countless thunderbolts erupted from it.

Heaven and earth are dark.

The thunder and lightning condensed into substance in his hands, and with the phantom of the Thunder Emperor Indra, it aimed at the enemy, and locked on Colt behind the crowd.

In the sting of the thunder, Colt's face flushed, as if all the blood had gathered on his face.

"Ye Qingxuan!"

He roared, pulled out the counter-tune, and slashed towards the music theory that was intertwined with countless thunderbolts.

Rumble!

The anti-short sword cracked inch by inch, melting into a drop of iron juice in the void, and in the next moment, the thunder and lightning penetrated the defenses of all the musicians, destroying and decaying, and penetrating the details, whether it was a stream of water, dirt, a barrier, or a mythical phantom beast, at this moment, in front of the thunder, they were all fragile like a dream bubble.

All shattered!

In an instant, more than a dozen musicians turned into ashes unconsciously in the thunder, and the thunder advanced like a dragon, engulfing Colt's arm, but at that moment, there was an angry roar in the sky.

"Presumptuous !!"

Magnificent bells rang one after another.

With a pure divine flame, Will descended from the sky, and the glorious chapter of divine punishment was played, slamming into Faust's shackles. In an instant, the twin snake timepieces vibrate, and the scorching red hands trembled slightly, suddenly speeding up, and it was difficult to continue.

At that moment, six streams of light flew up from the Holy City, enveloping them with tremendous power, like stars falling, shaking above Faust's realm.

In their bodies, it seems that the afterglow of the bell of the Holy City is still entwined!

Each bell represents a blessing from the Sanctuary, allowing their power to break through the boundaries of the distorted level and enter the realm of the master.

So, in the blink of an eye, under the impact of the six masters, the frozen sea of ether was blasted open with a large hole.

In the light of the Divine Punishment Chapter, Will fell from the sky and stopped in front of Colt, the blade of his sword slashed, and the frenzied thunder shook head-on.

At the same time, the clergy in the streamer was in tune, priing open the frozen sea of ether and drawing immense power. The countless complex music theories are composed, combined, stirred, and formed, and burst out with a pure and ethereal sound of praise.

"Holy, holy, holy!"

"Divine King, Fill the heavens and the earth, and all praise be to the Most High Lord!"

"Requiem and Sacracy"!

The unbreakable wall suddenly rose up, firmly protecting Colt in it. In the blink of an eye, the thunder rushed, swept by, and was devastated.

The soil was burned and turned into a crimson liquid that flowed everywhere.

Bearing the impact of the terrible thunder head-on, Will's body was shaken by the light and flames, and he took three steps back, half of his armor was vaporized, and the divine sword in his hand had been burned to crimson, almost melting.

"Ye Qingxuan!"

Will narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man's face with a gloomy expression: "It seems that you are really crazy. ”

"Destroying churches, attacking the Witch's Hammer, killing the priests of the Holy City, and even committing such sins before the Holy City......" he raised his sword and declared in a cold voice:

"You, it's not a pity to die!"

In the silence, someone laughed.

At that moment, even in the realm of the saintly, Colt couldn't help but take a step back.

Because the white-haired young man finally raised his head.

It's like black rain falling from the sky from a nightmare, bringing a grim and eerie atmosphere.

The eyes stared at him, and the shadow of the dead seemed to be reflected in the pupils. Those who died stood in the midst of Hades, and through his eyes, when they looked at the world, they smiled.

"Colt, are you ready?"

He clenched his cane and whispered:

"--I'm here to kill you. ”

Will suddenly changed color.

Because in Ye Qingxuan's unfolded left hand, the double snake timepiece that burned red trembled, burst into a blazing light, and completely fell apart!

With that, the ruined Faustian realm was destroyed.

As the Twin Serpent timepieces were completely shattered, countless frozen music theories in the solidified sea of ether burst out, and in an instant, the self-sutra was extremely quiet.

The sea of ether is boiling!

And in the midst of it, a string that runs through the two realms of matter and aether quietly emerges, harnessing this terrifying force that is so frenzied that it destroys the senses, like a ship sailing on an angry sea, and the furious Aetheric Sea is forcibly dominated in this melody, merging into thunder, and transforming into the electric light of destruction.

In an instant, everyone had a ridiculous illusion: between heaven and earth, everything dissipated like a bubble, and only the electric light of this thunder remained.

The furious lightning came from all directions, converging into an endless ocean, reaching through the heavens and the earth, burning the sky and the earth as if destruction had materialized on earth.

At this moment, the laws are overturned and the rules are broken.

The intricacies of music that transform into thunder distort reality, distort matter, and form a vast ocean of substance. And just above that frenzied ocean, a broken bright moon quietly took shape, sprinkling a silvery glow.

The moon rises in the sea!

The moon in the mirror, the flower of the sea.

The thunder sea is raging, the moonlight is quiet, the two are combined into one, but there is an indescribable poetry.

So illusory, yet so real.

And just between the illusory and the real, in the cold bright moon and the destructive thunder, the Nine Heavens Ring quietly unfolded into a complex music theory, transforming the ladder of heaven, running through their axes, pulling the huge and complex power, under the will of the performer, gathering in the ...... Ye Qingxuan's hands!

In Ye Qingxuan's hands, the sonorous piano sounded.

At that moment, in the suppression of the Thunder Ocean, all the musicians almost suffocated!

It was like a magnificent change in the movement of the stars, and the magnificent movement that was so huge that it was amazing unfolded in Ye Qingxuan's hands, they overlapped and riveted each other, forming a complex structure one after another.

It was like the fifth and twelfth floors, and the white jade capital in the sky rose from the ground in an instant, shocking, it was so subtle that it was almost the control of heaven and earth.

The music theory broke through from the resonance upward, and in an instant it went beyond the scope of distortion, causing the etheric realm and the material realm to overlap, manifesting a terrifying projection.

The small preface stops, the big preface is five paragraphs, and the first sound of the sound is called to take Han, followed by exhalation, going to the body, being angry, contemplation, returning to the soul, favoritism, chongguan, Changhong, cold wind, and anger...... and even the sixteenth chapter contains light, the seventeenth chapter sinks the name, and until the eighteenth, the sword is thrown......

In the snap of a finger, in one go.

The melody was advanced until the third of the ten sections of 'Chaotic Voice', 'Returning to Politics', and then it showed its decline. And at this moment, the blazing sun is no longer visible.

There is only a flawless bright moon hanging high, shining in all directions.

As Ye Qingxuan's palm was raised, the bright moon sprinkled with clear light, and everyone's faces turned pale.

This is "Moonlight"!

"It's not ...... Probably ......"

Will gritted his teeth, feeling the common sense and music theory in his heart collapse violently, staring at the bright moon, his eyes dilated and cracked.

He had read all of Ye Qingxuan's analysis materials.

All his hole cards, Will is clear!

However, even if Xiaoyuan still exists, it is impossible to accommodate such a huge music theory structure!

With the will of one person, how to harness this terrible movement that interferes with reality, distorts matter, and evolves into heavenly phases!

Even if it is to self-destruct the Twin Serpent Timepiece and the Eye of Indra, with the help of its power...... How can a person who is already difficult to call even a full-fledged musician able to support such a terrifying force!

In the next moment, Ye Qingxuan's fingers slowly pressed down.

Under the support of the Philosopher's Stone, the Nine Heavens Ring played the final sound, and the light of the bright moon shone on the sky and the earth, engulfing everything. Countless visions were revealed.

Or a comet strikes the moon, or a white rainbow pierces the sun, or a goshawk strikes the temple...... Eventually, all visions converged on that flawless white moon.

There was a sword on the ground.

It's moonshine.

The bell roared, Will roared, and the light flames on the bodies of the six masters skyrocketed, and under the same tone of mutual tacit understanding, they pushed the chapter of divine punishment, evolving a huge phantom of the Holy Spirit of Punishment, and the bell rang again.

Will raised his blade, harnessed the sheer force, and slashed towards the moonlight!

Silent.

In that pure and cold light and the chapter of punishment collided in one place.

In an instant, everything was gone.

It's like a hallucination, nothing has happened, everything remains the way it was.

Only the flame of divine punishment was quietly extinguished.

Ye Qingxuan held his cane, step by step, and walked forward, as if he had exhausted all his strength, staggering and slow, and struggling to walk.

In this way, he rubbed shoulders with Master Will, who held his sword high and had a majestic face.

There was a snap.

Everyone screamed, and the blade in Master Will's hand shattered, scattering into a pile of sand. In the hot wind, Will crumbled like gravel into dust, and dissipated without a trace.

Colt turned pale and staggered back.

Across the realm of the saints, several masters beside him gave him a sense of security. He reluctantly squeezed out a defiant smile, maintained his dignity, and opened his mouth to speak.

But before that realm, Ye Qingxuan raised his head, stared at his stiff smiling face, raised his hand, and knocked on the barrier that was known as an absolute defense.

"Holy is not as strong as you think. He whispered, "You're rejoicing too soon." ”

The crisp sound of shattering sounded, and the sacred chant came to an abrupt end, like countless glasses collapsing, shattering, dissolving, and disappearing under the scorching sun.

In the realm, the bodies of the five masters who were still maintaining their original posture of strength shook, and along with Will, they collapsed into dust all over the ground.

In the dust, Colt's stiff smile shattered, his face twitched, and he staggered back.

"I ......"

His expression changed violently, and his lips opened and closed: "I...... You...... Not...... Ye, Ye Qingxuan...... Things can still be reversed! Yes, they can be reversed!

Don't be impulsive, I can ......"

It was a sword that answered him.

The sword that had melted most of it and then cooled it was thrown out of Ye Qingxuan's hand and stabbed in front of Colt diagonally.

"Come on, Colt. Haven't you been waiting for this moment?"

Ye Qingxuan said lightly: "I'll give you the opportunity to fight a decisive battle." If it's a man, he will pick up the sword and do whatever he wants. Just don't talk. ”

In the silence, Colt froze—

I'm sorry, but it's been two days.

The song sung by Ye Qingxuan in this chapter, the lyrics are adapted from "Blood-on-my-name", and it is recommended to eat it as BGM for better flavor. (To be continued.) )