Late at night, under the same torrential rain.

Around the Auschwitz enchantment, the gray walls were towering and covered in dark clouds. Between heaven and earth, there was darkness, and there were no stars or moonlight.

Only torrential rain poured down.

Through the slightly open gate, you can see countless rains falling from the sky, as well as the dim lights in the gathering area.

The city gate is dozens of meters high, as if the whole body is made of steel, how many years of wind and rain, has been covered with rust, has lost repair, has long been difficult to push.

Only a gap more than two meters wide could be barely opened for people to enter and exit.

In the rain, the light dimmed.

A dim glow illuminated several figures standing in the doorways.

They were dressed in different attire, as if they were from all over the world. The only thing that is the same is the almost condensed etheric fluctuations on the body, and the outright hostility.

Even if they have stopped fighting, when they are barely standing together, they have the sparks of war intent that burst out when each other's eyes intertwined.

It is foreseeable that even if there is even a slight intention of one person, then in the next moment, everyone will fight without hesitation.

It's just that now, everyone has maintained the most basic restraint and has not suddenly turned their faces and made a move.

To be exact, they were all participants in the Auschwitz trial.

The strongest of the musicians who managed to make it to Auschwitz alive.

Others, as if dead, retreated, escaped.

Those who can survive here are the elites of the younger generation of universities all over the world, and the geniuses represent the dignity and pride of the school itself. Leaving aside the musicians who have already made a name for themselves and made a name for themselves, twenty years later, the people who come here are the mainstay of the next generation of musicians.

What they represent is the future of each school.

Because of this. They will try to refrain as much as possible before the trial begins, and even ...... 'unite' to some extent, so as to reduce some of the trouble for the future trials.

In the words of the proposer, 'Colt Flagg':

――It's not easy for everyone to get here, so why add new opponents?

Among the popular candidates for this trial, many people were moved by him. And here it is. The goal is to keep all variables out of Auschwitz as much as possible before the final deadline for participating in the trials.

In short, it is to let the latecomers who are not qualified enough to retreat with difficulty.

Among the participants were the representative musicians from the Rock and Iron Academy, 'Colt Flagg' from the School of Revelation, 'Paul Bunyan' from the overseas islands, and the Hauser brothers from Burgundy. Ariana, a famous member of the Psychic School, and Rebecca, the representative of the Voodoo Crypt of the Illusion School, and so on.

When ordinary people see this lineup, I'm afraid that the wiser ones will turn around and leave. If you don't leave, it doesn't matter, it's just that you'll be kindly invited to have a chat before you enter Auschwitz.

Anyway, after entering Auschwitz, musicians are forbidden to fight privately, so isn't it good to divide the winner before entering?

Of course. There is still a sense of proportion.

It won't be like a raid assassination in the wilderness. Lives are hurting.

"After all, everything is under the watchful eye of the Holy City. ”

In the procession, someone looked up and looked at the clouds in the sky with a smile-

In the dark clouds, lightning and thunder roared, and torrential rain fell.

Occasionally a bolt of lightning crosses. But it illuminated a few figures flying in the sky.

Their postures are different, as if they come from different places, and what is the same is that each of them exudes powerful etheric fluctuations, faintly distorting the material world. Change its rules and transform it into an aetheric realm.

Sceptre.

All of them standing here are of the Scepter level!

In the midst of this solemn atmosphere, a man suddenly sneezed, and with some embarrassment, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and washed his nose.

"I'm sorry, it's too cold in this place, I knew I should wear something thicker. ”

As he spoke, he looked down at the gathering area at his feet: "It's almost eleven o'clock, isn't it over yet?"

DO YOU WANT TO OPEN A NAKED PATTY?"

Someone next to him glared at him coldly:

"Twelve o'clock is the final deadline, and after twelve o'clock tonight, no other musicians will be allowed to enter the Auschwitz trials. ”

"Yes, yes, I understand. Thank you for your hard work. ”

The guy who had been in Maxwell's office washed his nose and whispered, "I'm so sad, I just messed around!"

They were sent to this hellish place to be a nanny to avoid the limelight - you see, these bear children, one is more difficult than the other, and they are still causing us trouble at night.

Why don't we let them go, and how about we go back to sleep?"

There was silence, and no one paid any attention to him.

Among the several figures, a man in oriental attire turned his head and comforted with a smile: "The heavens will descend on the Si people, and they must first suffer their minds, why don't you be patient and wait?"

After all, your representatives of Anglo haven't come yet. ”

"Mr. Hu, you mean that white-haired little ghost?"

The mysterious man put the handkerchief in his pocket and sighed regretfully: "It hasn't arrived yet, maybe I'm already dead on the road." ”

"I'm very optimistic about him. Mr. Hu smiled.

"What about your children? I'm going to be sad to hear that. ”

Mr. Hu still smiled: "Anyway, Guozijian asked me to lead the team to Auschwitz, and it's just that those little guys have gained knowledge, let's just take a look at the excitement." ”

Among the several figures, someone glanced at it and shook his head coldly: "Scattered." ”

Mr. Hu just smiled, but instead pinched his voice and sang: "I was originally a casual person in Wollongong......"

“......”

There was an unspeakable embarrassment, and everyone looked away and pretended not to hear.

In the long silence, someone suddenly raised his eyes:

"-Someone is coming. ”-

"Someone's coming!"

In the midst of a heavy rainstorm, Colt Flagg suddenly raised his eyes. The mark he had planted at the end of the road was triggered, sensing that someone was coming on horseback and crashed through the torrential rain.

Behind him, a huge whale loomed. The storm can't stop it. Instead, he became its assistant, whistling like he was flying.

The terrifyingly large phantom swam between the sea and the sky, emitting a long, heavy whale song. The whale's song shattered the curtain of rain and called the world as an ocean.

Sensing the hostility faintly coming from the direction of the city gate, the musician on horseback sneered, but instead sped up. The whale sings. Set off a rolling echo.

"Summoning School?"

Colt discerned the bestiality in it: "It looks very accomplished. ”

"It's just scary. ”

A hoarse voice said, "Bestiality doesn't just have to be big. Regardless of the limit, the limit of the beast nature is inflated to such a ridiculous degree, and it can only be said that ...... Purely ornamental. ”

The people at the back of the speaking crowd were like twins, two people side by side, one of them talking, and the other never made a sound from beginning to end.

It was a musician from Burgundy, the Hauser brothers, and it was the elder brother Torre who spoke.

He bowed his head. Saying something to his brother Caspar beside him, Casper nodded, his lips open under the hood of the heavy poncho, he took a deep breath and howled.

Above the sky, thunder erupted.

Rumble!

The giant whale was phantom for a while, wailing. The rain rolls upside down. The whale fell apart and burst apart. The musician on horseback was whipped up by a sudden outburst of backlash. Roll off the horse and roll in the mud.

By the end, blood poured out of his facial features, twitching, and he could barely get up.

-- Confusion of heart sounds.

In the mud, the musician struggled. In the end, he was exhausted and couldn't move, so he tried to look up, but he saw a traveler coming gradually not far away.

Someone else is coming.

Seeing the tragic situation of the musician, the traveler who had just arrived was stunned. Raise your head and look at the city gate. Thousands of meters away, he sensed the kind of hostility that seemed to be substantial, and then ......

Then, the excitement began!

He took a step forward.

Rumble!

An earth-shattering bang erupted from beneath his feet.

The man marched, puffed up his heart, awakened his instrument, and ...... The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

"'Copper Mountain'?"

Among the musicians at the door, many people recognized this instrument, and their expressions changed: "This level of Holy Spirit Relic, how can anyone get its approval?"

The roar of the earth shaking was approaching, and the massive aether rubbed against each other, bursting with electric light, almost evaporating the rain and blurring the figure.

Every step that figure took out was like a collision between a copper mountain and an iron drum, setting off a roaring echo that was deafening.

But such a huge amount of ether and frenzied changes are rigidly confined to the 'formula', venting their anger in a given way, and they cannot break free.

It is unimaginable that such a huge power can be controlled by one person.

"Interesting. ”

In front of the door, a musician of a changing faction looked up, his palm slammed down, and a roar burst from between his five fingers. The majestic and turbulent melody suddenly set off, and the sounds of the mountains shaking in the air collided together.

The rain curtain was turbulent, and the massive amount of rain vaporized and evaporated. But after the collision, the footsteps of the earth shaking and the mountains are still advancing. The face of the fighter in front of the door changed, and he staggered back.

He gasped violently, but coughed up blood.

His face turned pale.

Not a single round is counted, and in the temptation of the air, he is completely defeated!

The crowd changed color.

"There is no trace of the power of the Holy Spirit. ”

Colt Flagg's voice was hoarse: "Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a strong man who broke through the barrier of knowledge and saw by his own will and obtained the approval of the Holy Spirit's will. ”

"Finally someone has come to challenge me!"

In the gradual roar, the comer's expression was excited, and his slightly dark skin sparkled with his eyes: "Does anyone want to fight......?"

"Shan Miu?"

Colt was stunned for a moment, and his eyes immediately became gloomy: "Why is your hammer...... Aren't you still doing penance in the lava dungeon?"

How did this guy come here?

Colt felt a toothache. (To be continued.) )