In the sky, when Claude looked down on the two people on the roof in the distance, a hint of viciousness appeared in his hideous expression.

seemed to be aware of Ye Qingxuan's resistance, but he couldn't help but be contemptuous: the mantis arm is a car.

He awakens the movement in the bone flute again and plays the melody!

In an instant, it was like a bronze elephant roaring, and a lion roaring.

It was a mighty and huge roar!

It was as if hundreds of trumpets were blown in an instant, and in a magnificent melody like a landslide and a crack, the ether gathered from all directions, surging like a tide, and the rainbow light was turbulent.

The terrifying melody smashed on the eardrums, deafening, causing the rain to roll upside down, turn into water vapor, and fly into the sky......

The torrential rain was unexpectedly suppressed by the melody.

And rightfully so.

"The Trumpet of Divine Might": It was a music created by the saints to praise the gods during the centuries-old era of the Order's art. What is celebrated is the majesty of the power of God as it moves over the earth!

In a short time I will shake the heavens and the earth and the dry land again, and I will shake the nations.

It was a roar of utter majesty, a burst of vibration brewing from nothingness, forcibly subduing all things, causing them to stir with them.

Wherever its power passes, all things will be shattered into powder in a frenzied vibration!

In the next moment, the sound of the horn burst out!

A fine ripple rippled out of thin air, spreading out of Claude's fingertips!

The aetheric riot swept forward, instantly shattering large swaths of rain into thick water vapor and forming a thick fog.

The cone-shaped ripples silently spread towards Ye Qingxuan.

Wherever the ripples passed, the walls trembled and turned into dust, the water vapor trembled and evaporated, and the dust trembled until it shattered.

Even the air was about to explode, making a sharp sound of glass shattering. It was on the trail of that cone-shaped collapse. Everything crumbled into sand.

A white mist swells, and destruction begins.

In the sky, Claude grinned, intently controlling the ripples of destruction, surrounding the two damn bugs, and then closing them little by little. Torn into shredded mud!

In this case, the professor's final arrangement was a complete failure! Like a frightened bird, he could find a little psychological comfort, and he danced in ecstasy because of his brilliant counterattack against the professor.

It's just that for some reason, a sense of guilt rises in my heart.

He survived, but his teammates would probably die at the hands of the Professor...... Even if it's the monster of the Green Tooth, I'm afraid it's hard to fight the professor, right?

When they needed themselves the most, they didn't do anything! This feeling of guilt and humiliation came and went, and it could not be suppressed.

When he realized it, he had already fallen into it involuntarily, and even the control of Kamui Horn unconsciously appeared a loophole.

In the sound of rain. There was a mournful melody sounding, like the roar of the dead in the ears!

At some point, the dark melody had already penetrated into his heart.

That melody was like a pervasive mercury that had crept into his heart in his confusion, the drastic change from fear to excitement, and then little by little it evoked the confusion in his heart.

In the midst of that manic and desperate melody, the darkness in the soul was awakened. Ling was deeply dazed and in pain.

If only he were a resonant revelator and knew all the changes in the ether. I definitely won't ignore this poisonous snake that sneaks into my heart.

But his heart voice has been completely defeated, the whole person's heart defense is already full of loopholes, and his emotions are in the midst of ups and downs, and he doesn't know how many gaps have been left......

Damn! Damn!

In mid-air, Claude's eyes struggled, and the remaining starlight was silently extinguished. His expression was constantly changing, sometimes innocent, sometimes hideous, sometimes laughing wildly.

He has fallen deep into the dark side of his soul.

It's like drowning in a dark river.

Pain, loneliness, and ...... Despair!

Just as he was about to collapse, the silver maiden exuded a burst of coldness. It made him sane for a while, and he struggled to stay awake.

What's going on?

He looked around in astonishment, only to find that by the time he had lost his mind, the power of the horn had dissipated.

The torrential rain fell from the sky again, dispelling the thick mist and revealing the dark figure.

He stared at himself silently, smiling mockingly when he sensed that he had come to his senses.

In an instant, the mournful melody of the rain suddenly rose from the murmur of the ear to the roar of a desperate soul.

The rain is frantically disturbing and going crazy!

In the air, he could barely maintain his balance.

The field of the blizzard shook violently and was about to dissipate.

There was an invisible force vying for his body. The dark melody had seeped into his body, and it was about to shake his will and cause him to fall to the ground!

In an instant, the ecstatic mind instantly fell into the abyss.

It finally dawned on him.

Black musician!

It's a black musician again!

The person who sneaked up on him turned out to be just a disguise, and among the two rhythm-level musicians, there was actually a black musician hidden......

A black musician who doesn't care about the Great Avalonian Barrier at all and dares to make a bold move!

But why? Why didn't the enchantment react to such a desperate and crazy melody?! What did that guy get in exchange for from the evil god, and even the sense of the great enchantment could shield it!

His eyes were flustered and desperate, and he couldn't understand what was going on!

We can't afford to put it off, we have to get out of here......

He navigated the wind and snow without thinking, trying to escape from this damn place. After all, this is Avalon, and as long as he escapes, he will not dare to catch up......

No black musician dares to ascend to the sky in the royal capital, no matter how to shield the induction of the enchantment, the black musician who dares to ascend to the sky will definitely trigger the highest alarm, and when the time comes, the Knights of the Round Table will kill him until there is no scum left!

That's right, that's the only ......

He picked up his speed, his body flying away with the wind.

He didn't see it, and after he turned his head, the cold black shadow twitched instantly. Nearly sat down on the ground.

In the torrential rain, the exhausted young man stared at his distant figure and slowly shook his head: How can you let you run away after such a big effort?

"The weather tonight is really nice. ”

He smiled and raised his cane, on top of it. The Eye of Indra reflected the frenzied lightning in the black clouds:

"-Don't let the Three Realms turn to ashes!"

It's like hitting a deadly switch.

In an instant, the clouds shook, and a blinding light came from the light, like a furious flame burning behind black paper.

For a moment, the black cloud was illuminated by a blazing flash.

Between heaven and earth, it was a miserable white!

Like the wrath of the gods above the clouds, the Three Realms and the Six Realms all vibrate, and the drums that extinguish all things are glowing!

In the midst of the mighty thunder, a fierce lightning burst through the clouds. Out of thin air!

Even if it was blocked with the palm of his hand, the pupils of his eyes were stung by the blazing light that pierced through the flesh.

Indra's furious lightning was like a hammer, tearing apart the blizzard's realm, piercing through several shields and self-defense alchemy weapons before pouring into Claude's body.

In the midst of countless wandering electric lights, Claude screamed, burned to black, and fell to the ground.

Bang!

He fell into the mud.

On top of the building. Ye Qingxuan, who had lost too much blood again, was dizzy and almost fell downstairs. Fortunately, Bai Xi hurriedly grabbed him and poured him a tube of healing potions.

"Hurry up, there's still big fish to catch. That guy is just a small fish and shrimp. ”

Soon, Ye Qingxuan forcibly lifted his spirits, looked down at the dim Indra Eye in his hand, and sighed softly:

"Only. It's amazingly powerful. ”

If it were an ordinary person using this thing, I am afraid that it would be completely drained for the first time. Even if Ye Qingxuan had the blood of the dragon vein, he was almost about to lose too much blood and fell into a fainting.

It's just that its power is definitely worth its price!

On such a rainstorm day. The Eye of Indra is capable of inducing thunder and lightning in the clouds at any time. Just like a resonant-level musician using the power of the world, the Eye of Indra consumes the same blood, but its power has skyrocketed dozens of times.

That's what he relies on.

With it in hand, even if it is a head-to-head duel with a third-order musician, Ye Qingxuan is sure to win.

What's more, the opponent is a guy like Claude who has not only been knocked down from the resonance level, but has also been hit so hard that he can only rely on his instrument?

Everything was as planned.

First he lured him in with a cold arrow, and then deliberately lured him to discover where he was, causing him to let his guard down and walk out of the house because of the two rhythm levels.

From the moment he rushed into the sky laughing wildly, this battle was destined to be Ye Qingxuan's victory-

The original empty house was a mess.

After a blizzard, everything turned into ice. In the aftermath of the furious thunder plow, everything was reduced to ashes.

It was the fire of Indra's fury, and everything was to be shattered wherever it passed!

Claude was dragged into the house by Ye Qingxuan and thrown on the ground.

At that moment, the thunderstorm pierced through the blizzard realm and landed on him, and all the alchemy items were burned to collapse in that instant.

Ye Qingxuan's estimation was slightly wrong, and the power was still too great, and he almost completely wiped out this guy and burned him to ashes in the thunderstorm.

Even so, he was already dying.

Fortunately, the musician's long-term exposure to the ether will strengthen the skeletal muscles as they penetrate and strengthen over the years. What's more, after the musician resonates with the world, his physical fitness will skyrocket again, and his vitality is comparable to that of a cockroach.

Otherwise, Ye Qingxuan would really go crazy: didn't he spend so much effort just to keep a living?

Just after a tube of healing potion poured into him and hanged him, Claude let out a cry of pain** and opened his mouth again to spit out black blood.

"Who's ......?"

He opened his eyes with difficulty, full of confusion and resentment: "Who the hell is it!"

"Oh, it's nice to be able to talk! ”

A foot stepped on him, and the black shadow smiled apologetically: "Sorry, the first time I used this trick, I didn't grasp it well." Besides, you're so powerful, what if you can't kill you and you're brought back?"

"Who's where?"

Claude's face turned pale, and he tried hard to see the man's appearance, but it was a blur.

"Can't you see clearly?"

The young man with his cane bent down and took off his deer-hunting hat politely: "Meet again, Mr. Claude, the royal musician." ”

"Unexpectedly...... It's you!"

When he finally saw the smiling face, Claude's whole body was engulfed in fear. He still remembered this young man who had been timid and hesitant during the day, but now that smiling face was full of strangeness that made him shudder.

He tried hard to make a sound, but he could only cough violently:

"What are you, what are you...... What people?!"

"I almost forgot, I haven't introduced myself yet. You can call me Sherlock Holmes. Vengeful Spirit: Sherlock Holmes. ”

The boy grinned:

"That's right, I'm the little black musician lately. (To be continued......)