"What the hell are you up to again?"

Hearing Mephistopheles's words, Stone couldn't help but laugh and waved his hand: "No, no, don't think about it." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

But Mephistopheles still didn't let her guard down, and looked at him directly:

"Mr. Stone, Anglo is miserable enough, don't toss it anymore. ”

“...... I don't even call the teacher anymore. ”

Stone sighed, "Am I such a cruel person?"

Mephistopheles snorted, "Isn't the Inquisition such a cruel place?"

"Mephistopheles, you know us well, but it's not enough. You weren't one of us, after all. ”

"Yes, because conscience is in the way. ”

"No, because of cowardice. ”

Stone looked at him: "You have witnessed the life of monsters, so you are afraid that you will be regarded as a monster by others, so you have never known about the real Inquisition. ”

Since this world is the land that God has promised to mankind, what we have is the madness that God has promised. ”

Stone said indifferently: "Mephistopheles, we are crazy, that's right, unscrupulous, there is no lower limit, if we are suspected of colluding with demons, even if it is a child, we can burn it without hesitation."

Humanity fears us because we are evil.

But humanity needs us, because this evil is necessary, it is meaningful, and there must be someone to practice the ugliness of human nature - this is the meaning of the Inquisition.

If we are going to do something, it must be something that humanity needs us to do, even if it is spurned by others.

We are monsters created by human beings, the evil of human nature that is opposed to benevolence, and we are also driven by human justice, and we judge demons and measure the starry sky with the morality that human beings have trampled underfoot.

That's how monsters survive - if not, what's the difference between us and demons?"

Mephistopheles was silent for a long time and shook his head: "In the end, it's just a high-sounding cliché...... I don't think Ye Qingxuan can accept your methods and ideas. ”

"Don't underestimate him, Mephistopheles. ”

Stone disagreed: "Your specialty is shepherding believers, so you can see into the weak points of their hearts, but Ye Qingxuan is different from others - if we are monsters, then he is the king of monsters I have chosen."

He has weaknesses and many weaknesses, but he has witnessed the evil of his human nature, he looks directly at his own desires and ugliness, and does it better than anyone else, stronger than anyone else. ”

"Wait, he'll save the country and take back everything he deserves. ”

"At all costs. ”

-

In the afternoon, at four o'clock, the sky was still dark.

A horse-drawn carriage stopped at the end of Queen's Road, at the entrance to Uptown.

The white-haired young man stepped out of the carriage and looked up, looking up at the pitch-black sky and the huge seal with a faint streamer. Then, moving forward, stepped into the restricted area.

A whistling sound sounded in the sky.

Wings of flaming light fell, smashed to the ground, roared loudly, and set off a hurricane.

The archknight in archangel armor raised his head, his eyes glowing with a cold red light on his visor.

"Who?"

Ye Qingxuan flicked his fingers, and the bronze coat of arms flew up, crossed an arc, and was caught by the knight, and saw the emblem of the fire in the fire on it.

"Inquisition, Grand Inquisitor, Ye Qingxuan. ”

Ye Qingxuan looked at him, "Inform Mr. Haydn for me - after the end of school, I have come to ask for advice." ”

The Grand Knight looked at him for a moment, put away his coat of arms, and without speaking, rose into the air.

Soon, the gates of the blockade were opened.

"Please follow me. ”

The Knight of the Round Table stepped out of it and led the way.

A terrifying hot wind blows in your face.

Along the road was a dead street, only the sonorous sound of the patrolling knights of the Round Table walking, and there were no fires or burning things, but in the middle of it, it made people feel hot and sweaty.

That's the high temperature from the flow of a huge amount of aether.

After walking into the gate, Ye Qingxuan's musicians sensed that the entire Shangcheng District was already shrouded in the scorching sun. The Aetheric Sea seems to have become a loophole here, and torrents are introduced all the time, moving along the huge matrix, turning into part of a huge movement.

- Genesis!

Based on the Great Avalonian Barrier and extracting a huge amount of ether, the vast realm created by Genesis has enveloped the entire Uptown.

Just by sensing it remotely, you will have the illusion of fear that you are falling into the corona.

After walking around the entire upper town for half a circle, he finally saw the old man who was directing the royal musicians to strengthen the seal.

Contemporary Saint, Haydn.

"Is it Ye Qingxuan?"

From a distance, he saw the visitor, wiped his sweat, and beckoned to Ye Qingxuan: "Come here, there's nothing to avoid here." ”

When ordinary musicians play, they often don't like others to watch because of the core music theory and secret methods, not to mention that the saints who directly inherit the holy name are themselves the embodiment of music theory, and what they grasp is the essence of human music theory, which cannot be snooped on.

But since he heard Haydn say this, Ye Qingxuan didn't shirk and walked straight into the field.

He had already been in contact with Ye Qingxuan during the last incident of Shadow of Avalon, and he also praised this young musician who was talented as a protagonist in the forbidden way.

It's just that he didn't expect that when they met again, this young man who was praised by him as the giant of the forbidden school after thirty years had already achieved master, and was named an archbishop by the Holy City, and his status was already on par with himself, and he was even ordered to reorganize the Inquisition to crusade against demons and natural disasters.

In just a few months.

More than anyone could have imagined......

"Master Haydn. ”

Ye Qingxuan bowed his head and did not make an audience, because of his identity, it was impossible to bow to Haydn.

Haydn smiled, but complimented, "Well done last night, the first battle of the Inquisition's comeback has already begun. ”

"It's not even close. ”

Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "Dead one or two descendants, Leviathan doesn't hurt at all." ”

Haydn didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand and pointed to the huge barrier beside him, the Book of Genesis.

"You're here to see this, aren't you?"

"Exactly. ”

Ye Qingxuan bowed his head, "To what extent has Shangcheng District deteriorated now?"

Haydn shook his head, "See for yourself." ”

He waved.

The scrolls suspended in the sky slowly closed, and the camouflage of Genesis was put away, revealing the true face of the forbidden land.

The first thing I saw was the black mist, like ashes burned by flames, floating in the upper city, enveloping everything. Everything became faint and hard to see.

But outside Shangcheng District, Ye Qingxuan saw the whole picture clearly.

The streets are still deserted, but large swaths of the buildings have collapsed.

Vine-like veins grew in it, spreading from the deepest part of the palace to all sides, even rooting in the rocks, pulsating slowly.

In the throbbing of the blood, a dark red light rose, inextricably linked, sweeping across the sky, stretching beyond Avalon, into the endless white mist.

They are one.

The mist and the sea are monsters, the earth and rocks of Avalon have been alienated, their flesh and body, and the pulsing wisps of blood-colored iridescent light are its red veins......

The entire Uptown has been turned into a living thing.

"Leviathan, it's inside. ”

Haydn whispered, "It has broken through the second seal and is reviving - both rock and steel have been eroded by its breath and are beginning to animate. ”

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, then raised his head and asked, "Is there no way to destroy it?"

"What I'm good at is not destruction. ”

Haydn shook his head, "Genesis can only create a false world that embraces it, forcibly creating a fault in the ether.

I can turn it into an extremely harsh environment, and in fact, I've done it - you should be able to feel that nature is interfering.

The cup of hope is here for me, and all the air in it has been replaced with fierce poison, and the temperature alternates between morning and dusk every day, with a temperature difference of thousands of degrees...... There are all sorts of other bad conditions, and I've turned it into hell.

But the Scourge Body's activity is so terrifying that it has even evolved resistance to my settings. And the only sword in the stone and the fallen iron that can deal damage to it have been lost in it......"

Ye Qingxuan's head.

In the final analysis, Genesis is not a music that brings destruction.

What Saint Haydn excels at is the construction of ultra-wide music theory, the original intention of which is to develop and adjust the 'black zone' in the dark world, not to destroy it.

"If only it were Wagner or Tchaikovsky here. ”

Haydn couldn't help but sigh, "It's a pity ......"

Unfortunately, neither of them was able to make it to Anglo.

Saint Wagner inherited the chapter of "Valkyrie", known as the "incarnation of war", with the "divinity" above all beasts in the summoning school, and the army of the mythical Valkyrie can be worth hundreds of armies with just one person.

But dozens of days ago, he had already gone to the dark world to assist the Blue King in his 'border patrol', deterring other natural disasters and defending the borders of the human world.

Among the saints, Tchaikovsky's special session is the same as Haydn's, and it is also the forbidden school of 'ultra-wide-area intervention', but unlike Haydn, what he is good at is completely opposed to 'creation' and 'destruction'.

Leave aside the secret symphony "Pathétique" and so on.

It's just that the "1812 Overture", once played, creates a vacuum hell in a radius of thousands of miles, and in the violent interference of nature, nothing remains.

However, the previous generation of Tchaikovsky, is already dead......

There are no descendants and students, and no suitable person can inherit his mantle, and the new generation of 'Tchaikovsky' has not yet been chosen at all.

Otherwise, he should have defended the Caucasus region, so as not to retreat in the attack of the Eagle Wing Mother......

The situation is really terrible.

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his forehead, "How long do we have left?"

Haydn laughed, full of frustration and self-deprecation.

"Who knows?" (To be continued.) )