Boom! Boom! Boom!

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Before the hurried footsteps, six huge doors opened one after another.

The disheveled Archbishop Albert held his hat in his hand, ignoring the fact that his shoes were worn backwards, and rushed to the Central Temple on this iron road.

From the periphery to the core, it was in place in just two minutes.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Amid the calamity of sirens, he rushed into the Central Sanctuary and screamed, "What's the war alarm? The Northern Defenses have collapsed, Anglo has fallen, the Abyss has blown, the Scourge has invaded?!"

The priest on duty in the temple was colorless, and when he noticed Albert's arrival, he hurriedly rushed over: "Archbishop, the barrier of the Holy City has been broken! I—I don't know what's going on, I swear, I was confused, and when I raised my eyes, I saw a big hole in the barrier!"

Albert was stunned for a moment, and his face turned dark in an instant, and the thin old man lifted the priest's collar: "Who did it?"

"No, I don't know ......"

The priest shook his head vigorously.

"Idiot!"

Albert threw him away and ran towards the tumbling silver light in the center of the hall. With the flick of his five fingers, the silver light shifted, quickly revealing the location of the thousands of tuners in the Holy City.

In this city of steel, it is covered with a huge surveillance barrier from beginning to end, and there are cables leading to the countries when you dig 100 meters into the ground, always maintaining contact with the whole world.

Countless towers support the barrier of the Holy City like bones, and just below the towers are the only two thousand super-giant harmonic instruments in the world, which take over the barrier and the ether at all times, controlling all changes in music theory.

There is no doubt that these two thousand co-laws are the core of the core.

Although the interior is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, the importance cannot be ignored.

And now, during the inspection of the Central Temple, six of the Concordants had lost contact, and even the area where they were located fell silent.

It's like, all of a sudden...... Strike.

If it's just a strike, the other co-ritters will share the pressure, and even if there is only one left, the Holy City Barrier can be maintained. But in that area, the barrier was silently dissolved.

Once all music theory is in it, it loses touch completely.

It's like ice melting in water.

No more traces.

It's even more terrible than being destroyed!

If it is damaged, it can still be repaired, but the Holy City Barrier has such a huge hole for no reason, if you don't understand the reason, it will be endless!

And, to make matters worse, could it have been deliberately made up by someone?

Or has someone already mastered the way to interfere with the Holy City's barriers?

In an instant, Albert was drenched in sweat.

"Oh no, it's the embassy ......"

Albert suddenly thought of this, and his face turned green: "The envoys of all countries are inside, if they are served by some hellish thing, the face of the holy city will be lost!"

In front of him, the light and shadow churned, revealing the operation of countless music theories.

It's clear that the enchantment's self-healing never stops. But whatever kind of power poured into that area, it would dissipate.

All the aether is out of response!

There, an uncompromising blank space emerges from the observations.

They didn't even know what was going on there.

Why is this the case? It was the Nibelungen that had this kind of problem during the self-examination! Albert couldn't even find the consulting party.

He stared at the control center of the enchantment in front of him, sweating profusely, his mind racing.

There was no reaction to any movement.

Unless there is no aether here, it can be aether concentration without any change.

After checking the health of the barrier repeatedly, Albert went a little crazy, there was nothing wrong here.

At this moment, the sound of the alarm suddenly stopped, and the holy city, which had been boiling, returned to silence again after a faint chaos.

Albert was stunned for a moment and looked up.

A streamer flew towards him, and an indifferent voice sounded:

"--The barrier is fine, the alarm is lifted, and everything is business as usual. ”

It's the order of the Red King!

The holy city, which was about to be in turmoil, quickly returned to quiet under the order.

"Is the enchantment okay?"

Albert was silent for a long time, scratching his ears and cheeks, and his expression became sad: "So, the problem is somewhere else? Could it be that something went wrong?"

Beside him, the priest on duty was thoughtful and whispered, "I have seen such a situation in the book. Could it be something like a 'no-go zone'?"

'Forbidden Zone' is a technique inherited from the holy name of Bach, and it can also be said to be the signature of the Blue King.

But wherever the King of Green is, all aether must be unconditionally under his control, and its priority is supreme.

If it were to be unfolded in full force, Bach would even be able to control all the aether within a thousand miles of his own heart, making it change according to his own wishes.

The main thing is to create a forbidden area in it.

With forbidden attainments beyond the imagination of ordinary people, a forbidden area is set up in it, in which only one's own music theory can operate, and all other foreign music theories dissipate.

In other words, Bach could deprive any musician of his power at any time, even a saint, if he wanted to.

This is the supreme authority of the Blue King.

It is also the power that the king of musicians should have.

But after a little thought, Albert shook his head and vetoed this direction.

"Whether it's Mr. Bach's forbidden area, Tianzhu's 'Brahman's self-mind', or the 'Taiyi' of the East...... This similar ability holds control of the Aether, keeping it under the same theme.

Only in this way can the purpose of 'control' be achieved. ”

He paused, revealing a confused expression: "But in this area, there is not the slightest music theory left. It stands to reason that without control, the ether will be in chaos. But now there is no chaos here.

There is only nothingness. ”

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand.

On the side of light and shadow, it changed again, revealing the aether detection map in the Holy City.

Under the control of the barrier, the Aether activity of the Holy City was firmly suppressed - most of the areas were safe and harmless white zones, and important areas were marked as yellow zones because of the large number of aethers, and there were even red zones or black zones with aether rage - but now, in the breach, there was a strange anomaly.

There is no color there.

A piece of transparency.

Colorless zones?

Archbishop Albert was in complete stupor.

What's going on?

In the view of the ascetics of Tianzhu, this world is divided into three parts, which are called the world of desire, **** and colorless.

The so-called desire realm is the material realm that exists in ourselves, and **** is the corresponding aether realm, which only exists in the concept of the ether realm, and the mysterious world observed through the perspective of the ether.

The colorless realm, on the other hand, is independent of the two, as if there is a blank space between the two.

There is no matter, and there is no ether.

It's empty.

It is said that there is true liberation and ease there, and countless dervishes have willingly died up, wanting to perceive its existence in the moment of life and death but could not attain it.

But now, under the influence of something, all the aether has fallen into silence, like a 'vacuum' that should not exist.

Although the two were absolutely different, the consideration of the details and the distance between them frightened Archbishop Albert.

He finally figured out what that weird void was.

This is the dream of the ether.

This is a piece of music that has been lost for hundreds of years......

- Dragon Sleep Enchantment!

"Open the star map!

Archbishop Albert jumped up, gritted his teeth, and was angry: "I want to see what old bastard made this in defiance of the Holy City's ban and the consequences of the experiment?!"

In an instant, the silver light and shadow shifted.

The massive Hoshino resurfaced in the darkness.

Countless stars shine brightly, collide with each other, and burst out with dazzling light.

Each star is the source of a resonance musician embedded in the etheric realm.

Complex interweaving of nebulae covers the boundaries of the human world. Resonance, interference, distortion...... There are clear hierarchies.

And just above the position that represents the holy city, there is a majestic scorching sun that releases thousands of rays of light.

That's where the Red King is.

And even in the distant dark world, there is also a scorching sun that illuminates the darkness and opens up new realms. That's where Bach is.

Beyond the nebula, there is a faint and silent movement of the corona, fleeting, but impossible to find. It was the Yellow King, who had long since left him.

The huge nebula was only a fleeting flash, and soon, Hoshino enlarged, and in the end, only the Holy City was located.

Countless dazzling stars hovered in the darkness, stirring complex ripples with each other, moving silently.

The harmony of the countless music theories between each other alone is dazzling. The aetheric ripples like the tide rippled in the Holy City, but they were integrated by the enchantment under the same frequency.

Blinded.

In silence, the priest behind Bishop Albert looked up, and after looking for a long time, he was stunned:

"No?"

Yes, there is no trace of anything out of the ordinary.

As always, all the source points are registered musicians, and no one is missing.

But in the silence, Archbishop Albert stared at the countless stars, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the starry sky: "No, it's ...... here."

The priest followed his finger and looked at it, but saw nothing but emptiness.

But when he stared at it, he found a vague shadow in the waves of the ether.

That source point is like a huge black hole hidden behind layers of stars, which cannot be discerned by the naked eye, and its existence can only be detected by the interference of gravity by observing other stars.

With Archbishop Albert's movements, the vague star was pinned, releasing a terrifying glow like a whirlpool, radiating in all directions.

Domineering and majestic.

It's like throwing all the aether into eternal sleep.

Of the countless still stars, only the source point was moving. In the dull eyes of the two, it wandered in the etheric realm, like a walk between the stars.

"Who is it?"

Albert muttered in a low voice, racking his brains to wonder, which old monster had returned from the Aether Realm to make such a big noise?

Or is it which secret school is conducting this taboo experiment?

At that moment, the source suddenly disappeared.

Pulling all the aether into a vortex of silence, it disappeared with it.

The light is gone.

It gathered all its strength and re-disappeared into the stars, where it was difficult to find its sights by observing the other stars.

Leaving only a mocking afterglow, dissipating into the darkness of nothingness.

Albert was silent for a long time and looked up.

"Nibelungen, are you here? I don't believe you know anything about it. ”

In the silence, no one responded.

Albert still stared at the dome, silently waiting, as if he were going to wait until the earth was desolate.

It wasn't until a long time later that an indifferent voice sounded.

"Coming at your call, Archbishop Albert, what do you command?"

"Come on, old friend, don't pretend to be garlic. Albert sighed, "What just happened?"

"It's just an accident, don't worry. ”

"Accident?"

Albert frowned.

"Yes. ”

Nibelungen replied firmly: "The transformation of a certain musician's music theory caused the enchantment to have a musical theory surplus, and an endless loop caused the surrounding concertos to get out of control, causing unexpected effects.

Now that the performance has resumed, everything is running normally, so you don't have to worry. ”

Albert looked coldly at the vault and said softly:

"I hope so. ”

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