The collapsed world was crushed down. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was as if the Iron Curtain was smashing downward, and in the indescribable feeling of suffocation, there was intense pain and indescribable sensation in every part of the body.

Not even divinity is immune to such drastic changes.

With Odin's life force, even if he will not be killed by this earth-shattering power, he will not escape the fate of being sealed immediately after.

It can be expected that if he falls into a disadvantage, the Red King will definitely not let go of this opportunity. For this thorn in his side, the Holy City must have prepared a place for itself in the Mithril Cellar a long time ago.

Either they will be crushed and scattered, or they will be imprisoned for eternity and never see the light of day again.

"Actually, I think you're a little mistaken......"

Paganini let go of the wheel of balance and let it fall from his hand, laughing self-deprecatingly: "Your enemy, from beginning to end, is not me...... But now it seems that the revival of the Abyss is doomed to fail, and the age of 'eternal darkness' is not tolerated by this world, and all this may have been in your calculations all along, right?"

He paused, looked away, and looked into the void:

"It's me who loses. ”

Even if it was the Red King, he was stunned at that moment.

Paganini actually conceded defeat.

But soon, his eyes fell on the void where nothing existed - Paganini admitted defeat, but the object of his defeat was not himself.

A responsive voice rang out.

A vague projection appeared in front of Paganini.

"As I said earlier, Paganini, those big heads, are doomed, even if they try their best. The world doesn't need an abyss anymore. ”

The old man thousands of miles away looked at Paganini and pointed to his heart: "Because here is a place more terrible than the abyss." ”

Facing the emaciated old man, Paganini reached out and stabbed it into his chest, slicing open his music theory and scepter, revealing the darkness within.

He reached out and swelled out of the darkness in his chest a large bowl that looked like it had been carved out of a skull.

The bowl was filled with deep darkness, and the darkness rippled in it like water, like a rift to another world, and countless phantoms loomed from it.

In the darkness, it seems that countless people are crying and screaming, and the whole world is sinking.

Holding a large bowl in his hand, it seemed to hold up the whole world, and even Odin's shell could not support the huge weight.

Just appearing, it changes the color of the heavens and the earth, and the whole world is rendered in a layer of indissolvable darkness. The light of the stars and the moon vanished, and even the power of the three kings was faintly shaken under the erosion of the darkness.

The Red King's face changed suddenly, and he stretched out his hand, and the music that gathered the power of the three kings played, and he launched a fierce attack regardless of everything.

But Paganini didn't care about it, but thought of the nothingness projection in front of him, bowed his head respectfully, and offered the big bowl in his hand reverently.

"Then, Lord Gaius, as agreed, I offer you the 'Abyss'. ”

He smiled and looked up:

"- Redeem me. ”

Gaius laughed, and the projection of nothingness stretched out his hand, pressed it on Paganini's forehead, and whispered: "Then, in the name of the Eastern Orthodox Holy Church, I declare, Paganini, that you may be redeemed." ”

At that moment, thousands of miles away, on the land of the Caucasus, the bells of countless churches roared.

All the priests of the Orthodox Church gathered in front of the altar and sang hymns in praise of the gods who were high in heaven.

On the altar, the projection of the sacred crown of thorns became more and more condensed, drawing the power of the entire Orthodox Church, and the light shone more and more.

When the chant reached its peak, the mighty power converged into one place, and it crossed thousands of miles, and the crown of thorns smashed through the void, and out of thin air crossed thousands of miles, falling into the hands of Gaius's projection.

It was the crown that the first pope had crowned, an artifact that had been lost in a long history, but now it appeared again in Gaius's hands!

"Gaius!"

The Red King's eyes widened, and sixteen angry voices rang out from his throat: "How dare you do this!"

"That's exactly how it should be. ”

Gaius chuckled, held his crown aloft, and placed it on Paganini's head.

At that moment, in the Orthodox Church, hundreds of temporarily catalyzed bishops vomited blood at the same time, letting out a terrible scream, and the seven orifices flowed out pitch-black blood, which was infected by the abyssal breath in Paganini's body, and turned into foul-smelling ashes in spontaneous combustion.

But in Paganini's body, the darkness was so thick that it was impossible to see that it quickly seeped out, and under the purification and redemption of the divine crown, Paganini could no longer maintain his smile, his face was pale, and he let out a hoarse scream. He twitched and screamed, as if enduring the torture of purgatory, but as countless darkness seeped through his shell, pure light resurfaced from his chest.

The strange aura dissipated without a trace, replaced by a divine and solemn light.

The crown seemed to have pierced his flesh and blood, and grew in one place with his bones, becoming a shackle that could not be removed, an inescapable bondage.

At the same time, it also continuously purified the abyss music theory in his body, and redeemed him as an apostle of God again.

Saint Paganini!

No, after devouring half of Odin's divinity and the power of the entire Abyss Sage, he has been eternally sublimated at this moment.

- Oracle, Paganini!

"Such a strange grace! It seems that the non-existent god has not forsaken me!"

The illusory and massive wings of light slowly opened, and Paganini raised his head, laughed loudly, glanced at the red king with a pale face, and bowed to Gaius.

"From now on, you are the head of the Orthodox Church, my patriarch, the pope of the Orthodox Church. ”

Gaius looked down at him: "You will uphold the true history and future of mankind, correct this distorted world, and restore everything to its original appearance." ”

Paganini bowed his head and slowly got up, "Then, let me bring back the Wheel of Balance for you." ”

"No, you don't. ”

Gaius raised his head and looked up at the collapsing sky, and his smile became mocking: "Look, Paganini, it's not time for you to make a move." ”

Before the words fell, the wheel of balance seemed to sense something, spinning wildly and bursting into a roar.

The collapse of the realm brought about by 'Walstein' burst with a bang.

But to everyone's surprise, it was not Paganini who shot.

It's a sky full of stars.

Shake the pillar of heaven and fall the stars.

The heavenly dome shook, the earth's crust wailed, as if the pillars supporting heaven and earth had been cut off, countless stars fell, and stars emerged from behind the cracked dome.

The incomparably sharp starlight converges and turns into a Beidou, shrouding the wheel of balance.

The long-standing Shaking Light Sword Chapter broke out instantly, countless phantoms loomed around, and a shadow like a human sword emerged from the Beidou, controlling the killing machine from afar, forcibly tearing apart the collapsed space, as if the collapsed broken house was forcibly cut, and then, the starlight was blazing, turning into a giant pillar, and once again supporting the heavens and the earth.

Everyone was stunned.

Ye Qingxuan raised his eyes in astonishment.

Yuan's?

Is the old man crazy?Is he going to give up his original position of neutrality and independence to fight the Three Kings for Paganini?

No, you can't shake it no matter how you think about it, right?

Although the music theory of the nine surnames of the dragon vein is dependent on the bloodline and the empire, it has no domination with the three kings, and is not subject to the containment of the sacred cauldron. But in the cognition of musicians, the Six Emperors have always been classified as equal to the saints, and it is impossible for one person to do it past the Red King who has been added to the authority of the three kings.

What was he thinking?

Soon, Ye Qingxuan's confusion was answered.

Because the material realm was roaring, it was as if some behemoth was slowly descending from the etheric realm, shining a projection of itself towards the material realm.

City......

It was a gorgeous city that seemed to exist only in dreams!

The city is so far away, as if it is covered by layers of clouds and mist, and only a corner of the magnificent and glorious can be glimpsed in the fleeting changes, but this corner is suffocating in prosperity.

Qionglou Yuyu, pavilions and pavilions, as if made of white jade and pearls, decorate all the beauty of the world.

But it's too shaky.

But in contrast, the walls of the heavenly city stretched out one by one from the illusion, as if they were close at hand, majestic and cold.

It was a majestic wall, separating the earth from the heavens, and it was astonishingly large and incomprehensible. On top of the female wall, countless beacon towers burned with mighty flames, illuminating the long dark night.

Each flame of light is a restrained and deep aetheric fluctuation, as if countless invisible musicians patrol it, guarding the heavenly city.

That's the Great Wall!

The miracle forged by the nine surnames of the dragon vein for hundreds of years has separated the entire East and the West, and enveloped the entire land of Aurora in it.

With the Nine Divine Artifacts in the center, it is composed of music theory and scepters of countless musicians, turning into a terrifying defense.

Immediately afterwards, there was a brilliant movement from the sky, and the melody sounded in the low chime. The gates of the massive city walls were opened, and the aether that gathered into a real torrent gushed out of it, like a mighty river of heaven.

Through the open gate, you can get a glimpse of the heavenly city.

It is an illusory creation, a legend that exists only in the imagination.

The gorgeous red carpet is spread on the ground, the cavalry is guarded, the spices in the huge copper furnace are burned, and the fragrance spreads like a cloud.

Twelve heavy buildings stand in the palace, and above the main hall, there is a faint old emperor wearing a crown and heavy eyes.

But soon, everything disappeared again in the clouds.

Only one huge ether wave after another flew out of the city gate, spanning thousands of miles out of thin air, and appeared above the ruins, they absorbed a huge amount of ether, and soon, outlined the form of the incarnation again.

First came the purple-haired, blue-eyed middle-aged bearded man, followed by the white-haired old woman holding a locust cane, and then the high-crowned man with a blurred face.

No one expected that Aurora, who had never had any interest in the outside world, was almost out of the nest at this time, and four of the former Six Emperors came!

Under the blessing of the Great Wall, the ether fluctuations on the four musicians continued to rise, and they were integrated into the projection of the heavenly city without any gaps, and under the blessing of endless power, the ether fluctuations continued to rise, completely entering the inhuman realm!

This is the secret that only circulates among the six emperors, and the projection of the heavenly city is enough to make people transform into a terrifying blessing of natural disasters in an instant.

- Ascension!