In the silence of the secret room, in the darkness, the crisp sound of iron pieces rubbing against each other sounded. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's like pebbles striking each other.

After the two collisions, a ray of fire was born from it, a small flame like a candle in the wind, illuminating Newton's dull face and the barely healed scars in his palms.

"It's fire. ”

He looked at the flames floating above his palms as if he had never seen them before, and his face was filled with childlike joy.

With the movement of his five fingers, the heavy iron clasped on his arm glowed faintly, and he could faintly see the notes flicker on and off, pushing a wisp of flame to change in a predetermined way, sometimes turning into a ring, sometimes forming a square......

This is the easiest note application.

-- Flames.

It was obviously an alchemy equipment that even apprentices disdained, but Newton had a lot of fun until the heat of the heavy piece of iron on his arm was no longer tolerable, and the noise was harsh...... Rattle.

The flame was extinguished.

A crack cracked in the boxy piece of iron.

Newton's expression suddenly stiffened, revealing a mixture of disdain and regret.

The lights slowly lit up, illuminating the secret room where he had been hiding for the past few days, as well as Ye Qingxuan, who was lazy on the old sofa, and seeing that Newton had finished his experience, Ye Qingxuan raised his eyes: "How do you feel?"

"Feelings?"

Newton laboriously plucked the iron from his arm, weighed it in his hand, and finally threw it into the corner in disgust: "God-like direction,-like design."

It's so crude that I wonder how its designers still have the self-esteem to live in this world. ”

Ye Qingxuan's expression was suddenly helpless.

He knew that this old man was scolding himself in a different way, but he couldn't help it, in this regard, Newton was at the level of the grandfather, and Ye Qingxuan's attainments were not worthy of lifting his shoes.

This old bastard really holds a grudge......

He pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and harassed the heavy square piece of iron on the ground back into his hand. The piece of iron can be hung on the arm through the gap in the middle, and it looks like an oversized bracelet, or ...... Yoke.

But now, it seems, the shackles have been broken.

The residual temperature did not dissipate, Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, cut open the iron shell, revealing the dense gears and small machine springs underneath, and carefully examined it.

"Don't look at it, the conduction system is overheating. Newton scoffed, "You have miscalculated the ultimate stresses of metal." ”

"No, the calculation is correct. I checked the whole formula several times, and it was all right. ”

"There was a problem with the formula itself, but it was wrong in the textbook from the beginning. Newton sneered: "Guys like you who rely on rote memorization like to make this kind of mistake the most." ”

"Okay, okay, you're right, you're right. ”

Ye Qingxuan spread his hands: "Anyway, it's just a consumable for demonstration, and it's good that there is no paid free version to be like this."

What about you, Newton, are you satisfied with this 'musician experience' that only lasts a few minutes?"

Newton was silent for a long time, and then chuckled softly: "Of course." ”

"I didn't expect that I would be able to experience the feeling of being a musician one day, yes, Ye Qingxuan, very good. I'm starting to believe what you say. ”

He paused, looked at the strange 'bracelet' in Ye Qingxuan's hand, which was purely composed of machinery, and his eyes became greedy and longing:

“...... The gateway to a new world. ”

In the dim light, the strange bracelet was held up by Ye Qingxuan's index finger and rotated lightly at the fingertips.

A faint line of thought could be seen extending from it, disappearing into the void that was difficult to observe with the naked eye.

Covered by Avalon's vast barrier, the thread penetrated deep into the nine layers of the Aether Sea, extending deeper into the barrier.

In the turbulent waves of the Aetheric Sea, the nameless object connecting the threads of thought revealed a large and hideous outline, which appeared in a shocking and then dissipated without a trace.

It's as if it never existed.

That is the realm of the scepter hidden in the reflection of the sea, the 'kingdom of heaven on earth' that gathers the power of natural disasters, or ...... A key link in the 'Aether Web'.

In the silence, Newton's gaze changed, and he didn't know what to think about for a long time, and then asked, "This is the reason why you confidently began to mention the 'mass production war musician', right?"

No, even this plan is just a shell to hide your true purpose......"

He paused and spat out the forbidden word:

"- Artificial musician!"

"How quickly did you grasp the essence of the 'Aether Net'?" Ye Qingxuan sighed softly: "He is worthy of being the strongest engineer in Anglo. ”

"It's not 'Anglo', it's 'the whole world'. ”

Newton corrected expressionlessly, his eyes fell on the 'bracelet' that Ye Qingxuan's fingertips rotated, and recalled the notebook that Ye Qingxuan had shown him before he experienced it.

A notebook that the Order knew would burn at all costs, burning everyone who had touched, seen, heard, and even approached within ten meters of it.

It was Hermes' deathbed work.

- The Aether Web!

After receiving inspiration from Ye Qingxuan, as an apology and reward, Hermes tailored a grand blueprint for him.

One...... Destined to be incompatible with the world's vision!

If this exists only in the Hermetic illusion, with only a few formulas, and even specific ideas and details, there are no things that can really be filled up by Newton, and if it is created...... taboo proposition of 'artificial musician' will be completely completed and become a reality.

A new world at your fingertips!

Abraham's interpretation, the new branch of the Royal Academy of Music, the 'mass production war musicians' who sat and waited for jokes by everyone, and even the "Book of Genesis" that refused to return the holy city, and the "kingdom of heaven on earth" hidden in the reflection of the sea......

Everything is laid out around the completion of the 'Aether Web'.

As a taboo proposition among taboo propositions, 'artificial musicians' has always been the most shady research. No matter how many orders the Order makes, how many heretics are burned at the stake in the Inquisition, no matter how many orders the Order makes, how many heretics are hunted down all over the world, and there are still people who are eager for this outcome.

Even the black musicians, at the earliest times, were they limited by their own abilities and turned to natural disasters?

In the final analysis, it is because of the lack of their own 'talents'.

On this road, no matter how hard you try, how much effort you spend, or even under the guise of foreign objects, it is difficult to ensure that you can walk smoothly and openly.

Because everything is already predestined.

As early as birth, everything was already predestined. Those with qualifications are destined to be stronger than those without qualifications, and the lineage of famous bloodlines is destined to surpass ordinary people.

Unless someone is amazing enough to break this theorem, they can only be buried in the crowd. And how many such people are there?

From ancient times to the present, there are not many at all.

What you desire at all costs, others are born with.

This is the most painful thing for the chasers on this road.

A musician is a person who pursues Dayuan, but more often than not, it is not you who chooses Dayuan, but Dayuan who chooses you.

Those who can't become apprentices aspire to become apprentices, and those who become apprentices aspire to become advanced musicians, and after advancing to formal musicians, they chase the power of music theory, and after distorting reality, they aspire to create legends, and after creating legends, there are advanced scepters, and after becoming scepters, they become saints, and after becoming saints, can they advance to the Three Kings?

Musician Ninth Order.

Under every staircase is buried the hearts and minds of an unknown number of people.

It is precisely because of this that all talents are so thirsty for blood, in order to reach the great source, the musicians of the East put their own pursuit and lifelong music theory in the blood, and the nine surnames of the dragon vein have been passed down from generation to generation, but no one has ever been able to really enter the great source...... Not to mention the countless attempts made by many schools of thought in the West over the years to gain greater strength and better talents.

For example, the Hauser brothers that Ye Qingxuan once saw in Romulus, 'Beast ** Rong', the son of the beast 'Caspar Hauser' created with pure animal nature. Dai Dai used the beast nature as food and invested it in the secret realm to raise the snake in the atrium...... Even Ye Qingxuan's Shixin School, in order to enhance his ability, he did not hesitate to implant Xiaoyuan.

In so many studies, some have violated taboos, some have cleverly rubbed the edges, some have died in the light, and some have stubbornly resisted the pressure of the Holy City and worked behind closed doors.

In the end, 'talent' has become the 'shackles' of musicians, and the division of the nine levels of musicians does not need to be designed at all, it has already been destined to be born.

The difference between a genius and a mortal is far greater than the difference between lapis gold and clay.

This is also the reason why alchemy that can turn stones into gold is so popular, and the earliest proposition of the classical school of alchemy, pioneered by Hermes, is to sublimate itself into a higher form like a clod of earth into gold.

There is not a single musician who does not aspire to be liberated from this shackle.

Ye Qingxuan had seen hundreds of towering bell towers in the Holy City, and he had also personally comprehended the wonderful experience after the blessing of the bell tower, and his own strength rose, as if he was one with the incarnation of the Holy City, and directly crossed several stages to reach the master realm.

Bell Tower Blessing.

Each bell tower is enough to have a master in an instant, and thousands of lighthouses are thousands of masters. Now all the masters in the world combined, multiplied by three times, I am afraid that they are not as much as the Holy City has built in an instant.

The principle is that the Fifth Concerto, which is inscribed in the core of the clock tower, is one of the authorities of the 'Red King', and is called the movement of the 'Emperor'.

Once the music is played, it is like the coronation of an emperor, allowing mortals to ascend to the throne and enjoy the grace of the sea gods and the glory of the world.

If the Red King played it himself, he could even give the elements directly to an apprentice, making his path to the scepter unimpeded.

Bach, the king of the blue, once he unfolds his forbidden area, can decide the life and death of any musician, and he can even knock the musician down the rank without even any movement.

And the realm that the Yellow King can influence is even more terrifying, and his power directly acts on the Aether Sea, even if it is far away in the sky, he can control the aether density of the countries through his own power......

This is one of the reasons why the Three Kings are terrifying.