Screaming in pain, Samuel convulsed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The music theory of the riot spread uncontrollably, sweeping from Samuel's body to other areas.

The blood-crystalline scepter melted into his body, causing his flesh to change rapidly, swelling and shriveling without warning, and in an instant countless sarcomas grew out of his body, and then quickly decayed, leaving huge sores. The sores healed under the vigorous vitality, and then a new round of torture began.

It's like turning into a plague farm, where the distorted flesh and blood continue to emerge and disappear, causing the body to rapidly alienate.

And in the midst of this rapid distortion, Samuel curled up in his iron chair, mouth open, roaring and roaring. Sharp canine teeth grew out of his mouth.

The worst that was expected didn't happen, and the scepter didn't collapse at the time of achievement.

But no one expected that Music Theory would cause a riot after it was all over.

It's as if Samuel is controlling his scepter and wants to self-destruct.

This has never happened since ancient times.

Samuel He ...... There's no way to control your scepter?

No, it's his scepter that is against him!

The moment the scepter melted into his body, it repelled and collided with his own music theory, instantly destroying the music theory in his body, and the chapter of fate quickly collapsed, frantically trying to get out of his body.

The scepter trembled, and no matter how Samuel controlled it, it tore him over and over again like a wild horse!

His own scepter...... Actually resisting yourself?

It's incredible!

In an instant, the masters of the ceremony woke up from their astonishment, got up, and the music theory in each other's hands was intertwined, and the chaotic melody roared, enveloping the mad Samuel.

The organ of the Central Sanctuary changes rapidly, playing sacred melodies again, intertwined with layers of realms, to suppress Samuel and seal it!

Halos descended from the sky, bound to Samuel's body, and penetrated into his body little by little, and everywhere he passed, all music theory was forcibly shackled.

That's why so many gurus came to watch the ceremony, and the Holy City arranged the ceremony in the Cathedral of the Holy Resurrection.

If the promotion of the scepter fails, then the masters and saints of the ceremony will join forces to suppress the music theory of the riot and minimize the damage.

But now, under the shackles of the masters, Samuel's scepter erupted in waves of backshocks, forcibly tearing the shackles and trying to break through the blockade.

Each struggle caused Samuel's blood to evaporate, making it more and more painful. Now in the alchemy matrix, Samuel has become a thin and old man, with gray hair and a fine finish.

Sceptre...... Pumping his life force!

"It's impossible ......"

He reached out and stabbed himself in the chest, clenched the crystallized scepter, and roared wildly, "There shouldn't be any impurities!"

The scepter shook violently, cracking through cracks.

He screamed, his body slowly swelling, his skin exploding, huge bat wings sprouting from his back, and his miserable white bones covered with bloody fascia twitched in the air.

Ye Qingxuan looked at this scene blankly, puzzled.

The scepter in turn, wants to control Samuel?

It's as if it's alive, it drains the life of its master, erodes flesh and blood, and transforms him into something that suits it best......

It's like if your shoes don't fit, you have to force them up two sizes!

"Problematic ......"

In the chaos, Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, and the moonlight lead popped out of his hand, bypassing the suppressive movement, penetrating the shell of the alchemy matrix, and entering the core.

The music theory of the riots came one after another.

The interpretation method runs wildly, once again deconstructing the operating principle of the alchemy matrix.

The vast alchemy matrix contains hundreds of movements, which are three-dimensionally framed into four major areas, and it is undoubtedly a great project to analyze them thoroughly.

But Ye Qingxuan didn't go through any details at all, skimmed through all the details, and went straight to the point. Regardless of the music theory and classification in any module, only look for the anomalous parts from them.

With the scepter out of control, there must have been a part of the alchemy matrix that has been eroded and influenced. It's like a black dog mixed in with a white flock, and if you look for it from this angle, it's not impossible.

In just an instant, the first surface matrix - the notes of the outer appearance flowed out of the boundary, and the deconstruction was completed!

Immediately after that, the creative world of music theory runs and the deconstruction is complete!

Then, the deconstruction of the element formation boundary is completed.

In the end, Ye Qingxuan finally found the problem in the 'activity world':

- First Blood!

The Primordial Blood, which is the basis of the Scepter element, has rioted!

In the crimson element, something that was anything but Samuel grew in a frenzy, drawing on the power of life and forcibly changing the nature of the scepter......

It's like a dying snake waking up from the farmer's arms, opening its fangs and injecting venom.

Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized.

It is true that in the process of the promotion of the scepter, many problems will arise. It is absolutely impossible for the core element that is the foundation of the scepter to have any breath other than its own music theory!

Unless, First Blood is not his work

Thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan's eyes became pitying when he looked at Samuel: he is over ninety years old this year, and he has been in the master rank for so many years.

Although the master is noble, there are hundreds of people in the world, not to mention in the holy city where the master can be made at any time, who cares about Samuel?

If for other musicians this is nothing more than a frustration and a blow, then for a person like Samuel, who longs for power and power, the untouchable feeling of seeing the throne of the saints in front of him is simply tormented in the flames of hell.

What's more, even guys like Wolf Flute can advance to the Scepter!

Why can't I do it?!

The most maddening thing in the world is that a nun's ass priest can touch me but can't...... Although this logic is very nonsense, Samuel, who has been obsessed with it all his life, can no longer tell the difference.

That's why I chose to take a risk.

Even with the help of foreign objects, it is necessary to construct the elements of the Initial Blood......

Ye Qingxuan was in a trance for a moment, and the next moment, his expression became resolute, he pressed the wolf flute with his backhand, pulled out a pitch-black dagger from his boots, stepped forward between two or three steps, and instantly crossed the shackles of many masters and rushed straight to the alchemy matrix.

"What are you going to do?!"

The wolf flute changed color: "The alchemy matrix is overloaded, and if you interfere rashly, it will explode!"

Before the words fell, the dagger in Ye Qingxuan's hand reversed and stabbed down!

Collapse! Collapse!

There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected, but a series of terrible shattering sounds rang out one after another, and then the blood-colored mercury suddenly evaporated.

Ye Qingxuan covered his face, only to feel the blazing wind sweeping through his body.

And just under the dagger, the elemental that represented the blood of the beginning fell apart completely.

The music theory that was on the verge of exploding suddenly collapsed, like a snake that had its bones removed, and in an instant, the alchemy matrix fell apart. Immediately afterward, the shackles of the masters descended from the sky, completely blocking the power in the scepter.

There was a dead silence, except for Samuel's screams.

Ye Qingxuan, who was sweating profusely, got up, threw away the broken dagger in his hand, and walked out of the matrix with a breath.

The wolf flute stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, with an expression of appreciation, without the slightest panic just now: "I know that you have a way, and I will give you the limelight again!"

Ye Qingxuan smiled and slumped in his chair.

Just by analyzing the entire matrix, he had exhausted all his mental strength, and now he only felt that his mind was dim and his eyes were black.

The central sanctuary is now in chaos, and the silent organ urgently maintains order, and after the wolf flute found a doctor from the chant school to show Ye Qingxuan, he found that he was just consuming too much, and he left after throwing a blanket and a cup of hot coffee to him, and now there are people in the field who need treatment more than him.

- Samuel.

Under the joint treatment of several chanters, the dying Samuel finally hung his life, but now he was skinny, dying, and white, like a dried corpse that had been drained of all his blood, confused, and breathing as if he were nothing.

After the emergency treatment, he was carried on a stretcher and taken to the hospital.

But just as the sunlight shining from the shattered dome fell on Samuel, Samuel, who had fainted on the stretcher, suddenly opened his eyes and let out a scream that did not look like a human being.

When the sun fell on his body, it was like a scorching iron juice, instantly scorching part of his body and turning it into ashes. Out of nowhere, he suddenly bounced up, crawled on his hands and feet, and moved incredibly fast, and instantly hid in the shadows.

"Thirsty......"

He screamed, "Give me water!"

The voice was as sharp as wire, and just as everyone was stunned, Samuel burst into flames and pounced on the young musician who had come to watch the ceremony, and the sharp canine teeth tore open his throat.

Drink the clear spring.

With a loud grunt, blood flowed into his body, causing his body to quickly recover, strong and ugly, still pale and without a single hair.

Live like a ghoul.

"He's changed. ”

Someone whispered.

Seeing that many silent musicians pounced, the wolf flute sighed and patted Ye Qingxuan's shoulder: "Let's go, there is nothing for us to do here." ”

"Samuel has fallen?" Ye Qingxuan asked in a low voice.

"Perhaps. The wolf flute lit a cigarette and said in a muffled voice, "You see, he looks like a person like that, and the best ending for the rest of his life is to live in the underground palace of the Tower of Judgment for the rest of his life." ”

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, "There is still a dungeon in the Tower of Judgment?"

"Probably not. ”

Wolf Flute shook his head: "Everyone said no, it seems that there is none." ”

Ye Qingxuan understood what he meant.

"Don't be in a daze, let's go, it's time for us to get to work. ”

The wolf flute turned around and walked to the carriage at the door: "After waiting for so long, it should have an effect." ”

Before the words could be spoken, a second roar came.

Ye Qingxuan turned his head and looked in the direction behind him.

Far away, black smoke rose from the steel Tower of Judgment, breaking a large hole.

-

At this moment, the remains of the Tower of Judgment are everywhere.

Charles stared blankly at the corpses strewn beyond the cage, as if he had seen them somewhere, all the more familiar—perhaps in his hallucinations, perhaps in his life.

Those were the guards of the Tower of Judgment, and they were all good, though they were sometimes fierce. There are also two people who have just gotten married and had children. Sometimes Charles goes to get close to them, and when they are happy, they will give them cigarettes to smoke.

Now they're all dead.

What is seen in the hallucination, becomes reality.

He fell into a trance, forgetting what he had come here for. But soon, a loud bang broke out, and the iron door shattered.

In a pool of blood outside the door, Konstantin emerged from the cage, spread his hands, and let the rescuers drape themselves in the black robes.

"Get up, Charles. ”

Konstantin stared at the soulless Charles and stretched out his hand:

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the sun. (To be continued.) )