December 24, Quds Center

Surrounded by statues of saints, three huge doors stand in the solemn square.

One leads to the Papal Palace, the heart of the Holy City, the heart of the core, the place where all the sacredness and doctrine of this world gather.

One leads to the Hall of the Sacristy, the musical instruments and artifacts of the saints of all countries, the music of the natural calamity, the collection of saints' traditions and ancient books, and the sacred place in the hearts of all musicians.

One leads to the Court of the Holy Wheel, the place where all the laws and liturgies of the Order and the Holy City are formulated, maintained, and enforced.

All the holiness, wisdom and order of the world is here.

In the early morning, the crowd is surging.

A crowd of blackened people gathered outside the square, and heavily armed guards tried to maintain order, but the reporters who tried to squeeze into the front row could not stop them.

It's been a long time since there's been such a big buzz to see.

It's the biggest news in the Holy City in decades.

First, Colt's heroic identity was subverted.

This was followed by a tragic death at the hands of someone else at the gates of the Holy City.

In the end, the murderer accepted the arrest in a bright and open manner.

And now, it's finally time for the first trial!

For several days, this news has continued to ferment, and even if it is subject to news restrictions, it has never been able to eliminate the curiosity of passers-by, but has attracted more and more followers.

Of course, Maxwell also contributed a lot in it, after all, the more followers and the bigger the news, the less chance someone has to do something in it.

Under the pressure of public opinion, the Holy Pardon Department, which is in charge of the Holy Wheel Court, also came up with the strongest lineup, and Deputy Minister Borha himself served as the judge.

In the past few days, the chickens and dogs have been jumping, which can be said to be because of this incident.

And just outside the square, in the midst of a noisy and chaotic sound, a shout suddenly came.

"Come on, come on! I see the convoy!"

Soon, on the cleared road, a column of solemn cavalry slowly marched forward, and among the heavily armed guards was an impermeable iron chariot.

Then the crowd shouted, and it sounded too noisy to praise or curse.

"All in all, it sounds like a lot of news, right?"

In the carriage, Ye Qingxuan, who was covered in layers of shackles, sighed softly, and looked at the black-clothed guards beside him, several sturdy guards and musicians turned a deaf ear, just staring at the void in front of them.

Boring and uninteresting.

Being a defendant for the first time doesn't seem to be much pressure on Ye Qingxuan. He knew how serious he was doing, and he was ready to die for it before he was ready to act.

People who are not afraid of death seem to be afraid of other things.

It's just that if he can, Ye Qingxuan still thinks it would be better to be alive.

It's great to be alive.

In the midst of his thoughts, the car door suddenly opened, and in the noise of countless people, Ye Qingxuan was escorted out of the car.

Guarded by numerous guards, he walked through the square and stepped up the layers of pure white marble steps.

And just as he was in the center, he stopped, looked back, and looked at the crowd behind him.

The crowd noticed his gaze, and the cheers or rebukes suddenly rose a step. But Ye Qingxuan's gaze swept past them, and finally landed in the cold square.

There, a pitch-black iron monument stands.

The ancient iron monument stands in the center of the square, in the center of the Papal Palace, the Sacristy and the Court of the Holy Wheel.

Ye Qingxuan stared at the iron monument silently, no matter how the guards urged and pushed, his eyes were focused and careful, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"That's what it is...... Fate?"

This is the Monument of Destiny.

Legend has it that it is the first of all artifacts.

'Fate', the most elusive thing, is also the most terrible and massive proposition. Nothing can escape the arrangement of fate, everything is in fate.

Even rebellion seems to be part of fate.

This invisible web seems to be in the hands of the gods, controlling the operation of the entire world. And here, in addition to the meaning of nothingness, it represents something else.

The Red King's Scepter Chapter - Destiny!

A miracle of miracles, a great power of might, the strongest judgment chapter in this world!

And the reason why this iron monument is so widely known, and even plays an important role in many legends, is that the complete content of "Destiny" and all the music theory are engraved on it.

Moreover, the Holy City was placed in a grand and public place, and it was not afraid of anyone coming to see it.

If there are musicians who want to study, rubbings can be bought in grocery stores everywhere, for five yuan a book, and there are packages for fifteen yuan, providing many generations of researchers with analysis.

Of course, all this is completely useless.

The structure of the movement seems simple, but no matter how it is played, it has no effect.

Almost every musician who comes to the Holy City comes here to decipher the secrets of this iron tablet, but to this day, no one has succeeded in playing it.

Except for the Great Supreme Red King.

It is only in the hands of the Pope that Destiny will exert its power.

There is no trick, no secret, and when the melody reaches his hands, it has an incredible effect.

Calling for miracles.

There are even rumors that as long as someone can play "Destiny", then they will definitely be able to become the next Red King. It seems that the papal crown was passed down through such mysterious and strange conditions.

Over the years, countless researchers have tried in vain to unravel this secret, and Enrique, a master interpreter of the first generation three hundred years ago, even pondered in front of it for four days and vomited blood to death. Once again, this iron monument has been shrouded in a veil of mystery.

Since then, more and more musicians have begun to try to decipher its secrets.

None of them succeeded.

No matter how much effort is put in, there will be no change, and its own music theory structure is absolutely untenable, it is impossible to have any effect at all, and it is not even a movement.

It can only be said to be a solemn and brilliant symphony.

That's all.

It wasn't until decades ago that the last master who threatened to crack it finally gave up, and after forty years, the gray-haired master never talked about music theory and gave up his identity as a musician, but chose to join the Order and became an ordinary priest, and was devout until his death.

He has witnessed first-hand the insignificance of mortals.

It is proof of God's presence in the world!

And this is also the reason why the Holy City has displayed it in a grand manner.

Only the presence of gods can transform decay into magic.

This is a gift from God, and all honor and holiness deserve to be here.

Therefore, as an apostle of the gods, the Pope is able to control the power of Destiny.

This is the crown of the Red King.

Cast by miracles, unshakable.

This is the proof of the existence of Destiny, this is the proof of the existence of the gods, and this monument lays the foundation of all justice, order and sacredness.

It is like a ruler that separates the vast gap between gods and mortals.

Because of this, even if it doesn't have any power, it doesn't have any processing, it's just pure iron, and it can be ranked in front of all artifacts and become a well-deserved top of the list.

Nothing could be more appropriate and unquestionable.

"It's a pity, it would be nice to be able to go and see it. ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, retracted his gaze, and walked into the huge door in the pull and push of the guards.

Behind him, the door slammed shut.

After passing through the layers of doors and going through several inspections, only symbolic shackles remained on Ye Qingxuan's body.

The final door opened in front of him.

In a solemn breath, he stepped in, looked up, and looked at the holy emblem on the dome.

The emblem seemed to fall from the sky.

The time of judgment has come.

Sorry, it's late for today's update, and the word count has shrunk a lot. Because I have encountered some strange things and strange people in my life. I originally thought that I had seen all kinds of birds after so many years, but this incident really refreshed my three views and brought a powerful impact to my life.

Sorry for taking a breather. If I can recover tomorrow, I will update as usual, and if I can't, let me rest for a day, thank you. (To be continued.) )