Rumble!

At that moment, everyone saw it.

Above the scepter, the light erupted again. If it used to be as brilliant as the scorching sun, then now it is like stepping into the kingdom of God, and everywhere you go, everything is a burning light.

Purify all mortals to nothingness!

The hoarse singing of the saints echoed on the earth as if it were running in heaven, and between heaven and earth were the songs of praise to the great Romulus.

"Ye Qingxuan......"

Colt looked back in astonishment, and in his eyes, he could naturally see the vague connection between Ye Qingxuan and the saint's body, as well as the etheric fluctuations that had just erupted on his body. ，

At that moment, he sensed a large and cold light and shadow brewing from the young man's chest, and then disappeared without a trace. Like a shadow of the moon revealed in layers of black clouds, high and unreachable.

But then, the bones of that saint were like taking a great tonic, and they were instantly full of firepower, the chapter of fate was singing, and the realm of glory was completely stimulated!

The situation of all people has suddenly reached a precarious point......

Even if Colt thinks with his toes, he understands that it must be Ye Qingxuan's ghost!

"What are you doing!"

Soon, he didn't have time to care about Ye Qingxuan. He could feel that above his head, the glow was blazing and surging, like the tide of the sea, something was coming.

In the vast halls, pastoral songs reverberate.

In front of everyone's eyes, the body of the saint rose into the air. The cracked scepter turned into a blazing sun, shining in all directions, sprinkling endless light. Immediately afterward, countless huge phantoms emerged from the light, like a god looking down from the sky.

Immediately afterward, a great earthquake trembled. In the cover of light, countless cheers suddenly appeared in the silent hall. Just above the walls, layers of stone steps appeared out of thin air.

On the stone steps, countless figures in white robes slowly emerged, watching the hall of musicians and Romulus legions duel and dance. Applause and cheers.

At this moment, this place, under the cover of the field of scepters, is no longer an empty and deserted temple, but has become a sacred duel built by the legendary Romulus.

Romulus Arena!

Since its construction, until it was destroyed by natural disasters, countless gladiators, beasts, and musicians have faced off in this arena, fought and competed to win and lose, and countless people have died in the presence of the audience. Or get the victory and ascend to the throne of the strongest.

For all Romulus, this is the Holy Land, a land of warriors and fighters.

And now, amid the cheers, admiration, and magnificent singing of the countless spectators, the clay puppet legions raised their swords and spears in the sky. The originally burly body was lifted again. The hair burned like a fire, trampling the earth. The dagger struck the shield and let out a uniform shout.

In the midst of that shouting, the phantom of the bull and the falcon emerged from above the phalanx.

In legend, the Romulus people claimed to be the blood descendants of the gods, but now this group of clay and wood carved soldiers seems to have really become the children of the gods.

Cheering like thunder. Marching like the wind, the combat effectiveness has more than doubled.

In an instant, the defenses of dozens of musicians were destroyed, and the originally precarious front was almost instantly crushed.

And the realm of glory above the scepter continues to climb......

When the True Destiny Chapter unfolds. This is by no means such an effect, when the realm is truly fully constructed, there will be sacrifices, nobles and emperors among countless audiences. In addition to the blessed phalanx legions, the duelists in the field will also face giants, phantom beasts, and even real gods, and walk down the altar to face the brave warriors in the mortal world!

But at this time, the rapidly expanding field suddenly stagnated.

Stagnation that shouldn't exist.

There was a fatal gap in the carol, as if suddenly the neck was choked. There was a huge hole in the evolution of music theory that should never have been.

Right in the sky, in the hands of the saint's remains, on the cracked scepter...... Suddenly, a new opening cracked!

In an instant, the light flickered, and the field was turbulent.

If the original legion was as abnormal as knocking the medicine, then now it is like knocking the fake medicine, and the medicine power has changed, resulting in an abnormality. But in an instant, it was back to normal.

It's so fast that it's hard to detect.

But he couldn't escape Colt's eyes.

"I see......"

He suddenly realized, and finally understood what the hell Ye Qingxuan was doing.

That guy didn't go to destroy the chapter of fate. Competing with the fateful chapter left by a saint is as ridiculous as using a mantis arm as a car. If the structure of music theory is touched, the ensuing backlash is enough to break his mind and cause him to explode to death.

And what Ye Qingxuan did was not to destroy, but to repair......

The current field, like the antique clocks in the black-hearted owner Hermes's shop, has gone through thousands of years, and many of its parts have failed due to lack of maintenance, or even strikes.

Although it is okay to run it occasionally, if you don't replace the parts in time and keep winding it, it will have problems sooner or later.

And now, Ye Qingxuan didn't know what hell to use, he integrated his power into the chapter of fate, and then deliberately used extremely rough and sparse to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

Immediately afterwards, the operation of music theory was catalyzed with all its might, and the performance of the movement was pushed to the highest peak!

Perhaps, in a short period of time, you may not see any shortcomings, but you will feel that it runs smoothly, but once the chapter of fate climbs to the top, when the complex and huge music theory system really works, it will reveal layers of shortcomings.

It's okay to let an old man go for a walk, but if you put knee pads on an old man, inject him with banned drugs, and let him run a marathon...... Then it's a lot of fun!

Quack!

Above the scepter, a tragic crack opened again.

However, the power of that realm had once again risen to a new level, and all the soldiers of the Legion had burst out with a layer of light that was like a substance. Almost the entire army seemed to have entered the realm of the legendary movement of the East, the 'Yellow Turban Change'.

Divine power runs on the ground.

Even if there are endless troubles, the current strength has not been discounted in the slightest.

Colt almost gritted his teeth.

That guy is simply taking everyone's lives to make a big gamble.

- Will they, who are just getting started with athletics, survive until they wear out this old man who has won the decathlon to death?

This time, his grasp was not even fifty percent.

At the same time as his complexion changed, the melody of the Chapter of Fate once again reached a new level.

Quack! Quack!

Three terrible cracks cracked from the scepter. But the light is like the sea, and there is no end!

Even if the scorching sun is already shaking......

In an instant, the bodies of all the musicians trembled, and the urge to kneel and worship appeared in their hearts...... After surpassing the reality-distorting power of the distortion level, what is brewing above the scepter is already an out-and-out divine power!

“...... Isn't it inevitable after all?"

Ahead, Torre looked up at the tyrannical rays of the day, sighed and looked down at his brother. He beckoned gently.

"Casper, come here. ”

In the shroud of the beastly maw, Caspar seemed to hear it, turned his head suddenly, and then used his limbs together, and jumped over, as fast as a black wolf.

Torre stretched out his hand, and he stopped.

Then Torre's palm. Press on his forehead.

"I'm sorry, Casper. ”

Torre's eyes were lowered. Whispered. On his wrists, thin rings of notes emerged, swirling and riveting with each other, and finally, wandering and extending. It spread to Casper's face.

The chains-like notes sank into his features, going deeper, and in just a moment, they came to the skull, connecting with each other. Music theory condenses, and the control ether transforms into an invisible key.

Torre closed his eyes, and the 'key' twisted.

[――The Seal of Superficial Humanity Unlocked]

For a moment, Caspar froze in place, his limbs twitched, and the light in his eyes dimmed little by little, sinking into darkness.

In the final moments, he stared at Torre, his lips open and closed, as if to speak, and the voice called out in a subtle and indistinct voice:

"Brother......

He closed his eyes and opened them again, a shocking scarlet.

In an instant, one after another beastly roars sounded from the void around him, and countless terrible screams continued to emerge, as if there were invisible beasts fighting each other.

Tens of thousands.

It's a song of mourning about the death of the beast and the rebirth of the demon!

Countless invisible beasts continued to die, but the dead beast was reborn in Casper's body, and with the blockade of humanity, it dominated his body, causing a crimson shadow like a flame to appear in the sea of ether.

A strong resonance erupted from Caspar's shell, and with his hoarse roar, it shook the sea of ether and reflected on the red-red shadow. Then the phantom covered his body, causing the emaciated boy's body to swell and change, spewing out flames like lava.

The light of the calamity stinged everyone's eyes, and in an instant, the scruffy and embarrassed boy disappeared without a trace.

In its place was a burst of fire that swept out of the flames, a long dragon-like tail swept out, followed by black hairs flowing with lava that wriggled like poisonous snakes.

Immediately after, three huge heads breathed sulfur and burst out in flames, and in their mouths, pitch-black venom slowly dripped out and fell to the ground, corroding the floor and snorting.

Miasma of venom spreads. The warriors of Romulus were corrupted by the miasma, and they quickly lost their mythical power and were beaten back to their original form......

On top of that skull, the four eyes looked around, and where they were swept away, they quickly petrified, solidified, and stiffened.

In an instant, the flames swelled and turned into the gates of hell.

As a result, the man-made demons that gathered the beastly path of the summoning school and the efforts of countless musicians for hundreds of years walked out of the fire.

Roar!

It was a beastly nature that had been gathered for hundreds of years, so thick that it surpassed that any human could control, and just looking at him, one would feel that one's reason had been shattered, and one would tremble from the bottom of my heart.

- Hellhounds!(To be continued.) )