Chapter 680: Please Forgive It
Then, in the next moment, dozens of streamers rushed out of the gap, and quickly flew out of the ruins along the gap opened up by the ladder. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
The musicians who were locked up in the ruins are still alive.
From the observations, it was clear that there were no scars on their bodies, at most they only had pale faces after being overly frightened...... And the Order's insignia pinned to his chest.
Suddenly, so many people had converted to the Order, but the Order's fleet in the distance was not happy at all, for the Order's coat of arms was covered with flames and emblems.
Inquisition.
was actually taken by the Inquisition at this juncture?!
The archbishop at the observation site was stunned for a long time, gritting his teeth and swallowing this mouthful of old blood. Even in such a desperate situation, he was able to break a way out and then pull others onto his thief ship.
"Sure enough, the Grand Inquisitor should not be underestimated......" He muttered coldly, retracting his gaze and looking at the red-clothed priest behind him: "Your Excellency Chopin, are we still going to let the situation deteriorate?"
"The situation hasn't gotten better since the beginning, it's really sad, it's not helped, it's not saved, it's completely unsaved. β
The man known as Chopin cowered in a dark corner and whispered: "Schubert's loss of control is a clear warning, but the Holy City has never had the courage to make up his mind.
If I had been allowed to go earlier, there would have been no such thing, would I? I'd be much better suited than Schubert, so why wouldn't I go?"
Talking indifferently about the fact that he should die instead of Schubert, Chopin's dark tone was faintly tinged with a hint of anticipation:
"It would have been better if we had done it earlier, and there would have been no such troublesome things that would happen later. β
The bishop's expression was complicated, and he whispered in embarrassment: "Your Excellency Chopin, you are the only one in the world who can inherit the position of a saint, please leave it to be useful......"
"It's going to start again, don't be verbose. β
Chopin waved his hand, and the palm that came out of the shadows looked perfect about halfway, delicate and delicate, a perfect musician's hand.
But the other half looked scarred, with layers of scars on his wrists, and even wounds that had just scabbed, and a large burn mark on the back of his hand.
Now, the other pointed to the ruins, to the source of the ladder.
"Look there. β
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"Prepare the word of God and straighten his paths. β
Ye Qingxuan heard a soft voice coming from behind him: "Suppress the outside world with your own music theory, not afraid of black zones and chaos, and pass at willβit took me thirty years to reach this level.
And you, the world ...... only a few months"
Ye Qingxuan turned his head abruptly and saw a figure condensed in the darkness.
The figure was close at hand, but it didn't feel any reality, like an illusion refracted by a mirage. The face of a man and a woman stared at Ye Qingxuan, and his eyes were full of envy.
"That's probably a talent I can't match. β
"Paganini?"
Ye Qingxuan frowned, "You didn't even pounce on the ruins, and you still have time to find me?"
"After all, if the cage is broken, we must pay attention to it. I didn't expect you to have such a terrible boost under pressure. β
Paganini sighed softly: "I claim to be a genius, but after a hundred years, I was easily surpassed by your father, I thought there was only one monster like him, but now, you have chased after me."
Maybe I should have killed you in Auschwitz at all costs. Of all the musicians, except for the Blue King, you are the only one who makes me feel like a threat. β
was compared to Paganini and the Green King, but Ye Qingxuan didn't feel the slightest joy.
This can only show that Paganini is completely murderous.
It wasn't done in Auschwitz, and it's not too late to get it here.
He subconsciously stopped the old nun who had not yet had time to leave, and did not dare to take any time to find a gap to escape, and concentrated on the pressure that Paganini brought him.
"Until now, you haven't forgotten to worry about the Order?"
Paganini glanced at the old nun with a smirk: "It's a pity that the Order won't appreciate it." β
"I don't care what the Order thinks. β
Ye Qingxuan responded coldly: "But I can't watch this worthless sacrifice happen in front of myself. β
"You and the Order are not all the way, Ye Qingxuan, I knew it from the first time I saw you. Your father wasn't, and neither are you. You don't like him, but he has passed on to you his contempt for authority and his paranoia about rightness, you do better than him, he only thinks about hiding, but you will prepare early. β
"So what?"
Ye Qingxuan asked indifferently.
"Come to me, Ye Qingxuan, this is the last time I invite you. β
Paganini stretched out his hand with a sincere expression: "The One with a Hundred Eyes is dead, and I will rule the abyss and become the new god."
From here, I will start to transform the abyss, change the black musician, and change the world.
The world will have a new beginning. You'll have the opportunity to single-handedly forge its rules, and everything will be as you want it to be. As long as you stand with me, we can master the whole world. β
"Nope. β
Without hesitation, without any thought or hesitation, Ye Qingxuan shook his head, refusing so neatly that even Paganini, who had been prepared, was stunned.
"Why?"
"Nothing. β
Ye Qingxuan didn't want to pay attention to him, and clenched the staff of fate:
"You're going to think I'm sick in the head. β
Paganini looked at him as he prepared for battle, and sighed softly for a long time.
"Are you always obsessed with those trivial things, Ye Qingxuan...... It's ridiculous. β
He raised his eyes and looked down at Ye Qingxuan, his eyes became indifferent: "Even if you have become a master, even if you can become a scepter, what qualifications do you think you have to be my enemy?
"So you remember this. β
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing: "Don't be so stingy, isn't it just a piece of clothing?" I thought you didn't pay attention to it at all, and you forgot about it a long time ago."
Truth be told, your clothes are very good to wear, and in the end they are loyal to you, please forgive it. β
"Let me tell you, Ye Qingxuan, why is the music theory so powerful......
Paganini's face sank like water, but he raised his palm slightly, and between his five fingers, a faint mist swirled, but it was uncertain. The dust and the aether fell into it, as if it had been dissolved and vanished.
In that very short moment, he was assimilated by the music of the transformation and became a part of it. Cold and feminine, quietly plundering all things and achieving itself.
"βbecause its user is 'me'. β