Ye Qingxuan felt that he was very capable of fighting now. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But if he can fight again, now there is a natural disaster, and he will fight the street properly, and the away game is so bad, let alone playing against Paganini.

Last time, it was only with the sword in the stone and Hermes that he barely managed to stand firm in front of Paganini, and in the end, he was lucky enough to win by relying on the gate of heaven.

And now that Paganini has been gifted by the abyss, his own strength has entered a realm that Ye Qingxuan cannot understand. God knows how he entered the ruins in advance.

I don't know how much he inherited the rich inheritance left by the Hundred Eyes, although he can't completely occupy the ruins, but it is enough to wedge the music theory of the transformation into it.

The rules left by the kings have long been changed beyond recognition by him, and in the power given by the ruins, all the music theory is hidden......

With this hand of 'borrowing chickens to lay eggs', he separated the music theory between the inside and outside, not only infiltrating his own power into the ruins through the death of many musicians, but also implanting his music theory into every musician in the ruins through the gift of the ruins.

No wonder this time the black musician almost didn't do anything at all.

They don't want to meddle, and they wish things were as messy as possible. If it weren't for Ye Qingxuan's achievement of the Chapter of Fate, and he had an in-depth understanding of the Cloak of Original Sin, no one would have discovered the transmutation music theory hidden in the Chapter of Destiny of all people.

They were infiltrated by Paganini without knowing it, still immersed in illusory power, defenseless against the abyss.

As soon as Paganini is activated, these people will immediately degenerate into black musicians, and their music theory and consciousness will be transformed into an abyss.

In the entire material world, almost all the masters of the well-known schools will be mastered by Paganini and become his most loyal subordinates. Through these people, I am afraid that the next thing that will come is the great split of the material world school.

I don't know how many schools of thought will be dragged into the abyss.

With this alone, Paganini was enough to open up the situation in the material world and make a wave...... Not to mention what exactly Paganini had become by then.

If Ye Qingxuan didn't guess wrong...... It is a reincarnation ritual.

Like Arthur, he was going to turn his consciousness into the natural calamity brewing in the ruins. It's just that his chances are thousands of times better than Arthur's, and he transforms the natural disaster directly from the 'embryonic stage'.

Once born, his position of natural calamity seems to be born with infinite possibilities for growth. In time, I am afraid that even the divine throne of the Hundred Eyes will be swallowed by him......

"I can't take care of this, I can't manage it! sign up first, and then let Selwin call for help......"

Ye Qingxuan's fingers connected the dots, and electric light burst out from between his fingers, falling on the infected musician, and the electric light flickered, seeping into the chapter of fate. In order to survive and maintain their own personality and consciousness, the masters can't care about their own lives being held by Ye Qingxuan.

The music theory entanglement in the electric light faintly forms a lock, which completely fixes most of the music theory without change.

Immediately afterward, the nature of the forbidden faction interfered to forcibly separate everything, and sealed away a part of the infection.

It's like a temporary operation.

Of course, Ye Qingxuan was very unkind to entangle the purification music theory.

The expressions of several masters suddenly became very exciting, as if they had been burned at the stake. Once the Channeling Music Theory is triggered, they may not have time to transform into black musicians, and they will be burned to ashes by Ye Qingxuan's Judgment Flame.

"Hurry up with the right, hurry up with the right. ”

Ye Qingxuan comforted them: "Don't use the music before you leave the ruins, and after you leave, I will slowly help you take out the music theory...... You don't want to become a black musician and disgrace your school, do you?"

Several old masters glanced at each other and couldn't help but sigh in unison.

Haven't they been humiliated enough in the past two days?

The world is changing too fast, and the old men's waists are flashing, and they can't keep up with the rhythm.

Some of them had already broken their jars, and they planned to go back this time, and if they still had their lives to go back this time, they would obediently accept their fate, and stay in the Inquisition, at least comfortably.

When people are old, they should pay attention to safety, it is good to stay in their own room, and go out...... Forget it.

But there are still people who have questions: "Do you have a way to get out of the ruins?"

"Of course. ”

Ye Qingxuan raised his head and looked at the edge of the ruins in the distance—the torrent of ether that separated the inside and outside like a frenzy—and he tapped the staff of fate in his hand.

Divide the sea?

Maybe it's a little difficult.

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"My projection of the ruins was discovered. ”

Paganini opened his eyes.

With the turmoil of the ruins, the deep underground and the dark tombs also echoed in a low voice, and the masonry cracked. But the people who stayed here did not panic at all, apparently to be expected.

"It's a lot later than expected, and your arrangement has bought us three days. ”

It was a dwarf who spoke.

The metallic-skinned gnome was suspended in mid-air, dressed in a robe that did not fit his figure, the hem of the robe shattered as if burned by flames, and the blackened corners fluttered in the air as he went.

In mid-air, there are also many creatures floating.

Some of them were moon spirits, some were half-dragons, some looked like humans, and some were simply some kind of weirdness. But he has the same characteristic on his body, that is, a huge head.

The head occupies at least one-third of the volume of their body, and even in the innermost part, some people are completely mutilated, and only one head is left to be contained in the copper plate.

Sage of the Abyss.

These are the demons who have inherited the property of the Hundred Eyes and the favor of the Abyss, and they have gathered here in secret.

The skull, whose skin had withered to the point of almost bark, lay on a cushion, but with a raging fire of will in the hole of the eye, stared at Paganini:

"You've done a good job, Paganini, and you deserve credit. ”

Paganini's eyebrows furrowed slightly, for all these years, he had rarely spoken from the skull that had been relied on by the Hundred Eyed Ones, and it was rare for anyone to have been praised by him.

"As you can see, I have fulfilled the first step promised, but what about what I asked for?"

Paganini stretched out his hand.

On the withered skull, the fire in the hole in the eye was extinguished, and after a brief silence, he spoke again. Even if he doesn't have his heart, he can harness the ether with his will, shake the air, and make sounds.

"We brought it, and we hope you can put it to good use. ”

As soon as the words fell, three abyssal sages slowly flew out of the darkness, and then the sound of heavy footsteps came—in the midst of the three demons' guards and guards, the thing slowly walked under the light.

That's a ...... Person.

It was a fat, bloated, almost star-barred woman, to be exact. When she walks, she is like a round meat ball gliding slowly on the ground, and with each step, her body will set off waves of flesh. Exaggerated to the point that there are several head-sized boobs, it is a scene that can only appear in nightmares.

Paganini was stunned, looked at the woman who looked to be in her forties, turned around, and asked the skull, "Are you sure?"

Skull indifferent: "Don't be fooled by appearances, Paganini. In search of it, we searched for sixteen cycles in the etheric realm, and it took a great deal of money to infuse it into this shell.

If you're going to ask me if this is what you want, I'll tell you that it is.

This is the loving mother who gives birth to countless lives, the poisonous woman who destroys countless lives, the saint who saves countless lives, and the god and prostitute who cherish countless lives.

She is the natural disaster that sits high above the countless natural disasters, the existence of one of the 'four living creatures'.

- Mother Darkness!"

The bloated woman was stared at, without the slightest reaction, her eyes were empty, only dull breathing. It's a container, a container that's been remodeled.

The true Mother of Darkness never even had a shell, and no one could even summarize its state. Only by storing it in a physical container can it be transported from the distant etheric realm into the physical realm.

So, there is no need to pay attention to appearances.

What really matters is what's inside.

Paganini looked at her, and she looked at Paganini.

Suddenly, Paganini's face was a little itchy, and he reached out to touch it, but found that the perfect body he had made had grown speckled keratin, and a crack had appeared behind the itchy ear, and something like a parotid gland was slowly forming.

He was taken aback and took a few steps back before the strangeness on his face slowly subsided.

In just a few seconds, even the flesh created by Paganini was transformed under her gaze. No one in the world has been able to do this except Mother Dark.

The skull didn't have any expression, as if it wasn't meant to be watching his joke.

"Paganini, use it with care. It said: "This is the most valuable possession of the abyss." ”

"I understand. ”

Paganini pulled out a white cloth from his bosom, carefully unfolded it, raised his palm, and covered the white veil over the bloated woman's face, obscuring her vision, and the movements were gentle as if putting on a veil for the bride.

"Follow me. ”

He took the palm of the fat woman's hand from the Abyssal Sage's guard, carefully dragged her, and walked towards the deepest part of the tomb, passing through the long corridors, passing through countless gloomy reliefs, and after passing through dozens of gates, they walked up to the high platform that hung in the air.

Beneath the high platform, there are countless flashes of burning aether.

The silver streamer converged into a vortex, and the scorching light flame rose into the sky, so dazzling that it was impossible to look at directly.

This is the place where Gaius threw in the hundred-armed giants, and it is also the place where the Anglos re-fished the spear of dragon slaying, and now after hundreds of years of whale swallowing, from the deepest part of the well of death, there is a terrifying existence slowly brewing again, and it is about to awaken.

Paganini led her to the edge of the platform, reached out, and took a stone knife from Paganini's hand.

A stone knife carved from obsidian reflects Paganini's face.

The quiet face of a man and a woman was so quiet in the reflection of the blade.

A cold light flashed.