The further we advance into the depths of the Holy City, the deeper the alienation of the material realm becomes. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and the breath of the living is becoming less and less.

As far as the eye can see, it no longer looks like a bustling neighborhood or a bustling bazaar, but is gilded with an eerie layer of color, with blood-drenched places, antique mottled places, singing and dancing in places, and the noisy singing of drunks coming from eccentric taverns.

But no matter where it is, it's not abnormally powerful.

Musicians create legends and recreate miracles.

However, there are too many 'history' and 'legends' precipitated here, and those traces engraved in the past will resurface again at this moment when the material rules are out of control, covering the present.

You don't even need the control of a musician.

Those who used to come back to life.

Now, the whole city is like a vast labyrinth, and when you step out, you will find a new world.

In the mournful chant, countless phantoms of monks holding aloft the emblem came out of the void, and they held on to the iron coffin and solemnly walked towards the cemetery.

This is six years ago when Saint Schumann died and the saint was buried.

Then, in the hustle and bustle, countless dancers wearing masks and colorful clothes walked on the streets, including burly strong men, enchanting dancers, and **** singers with upper bodies. They enthusiastically pulled the passers-by together to participate in this never-ending parade.

A 'day of revelry' in the Holy City one hundred and ninety years ago.

From time to time, the heavens and the earth were in turmoil, and the shadow of the dragon of the scourge covered the heavens, spreading destruction like rain.

The Doomsday Red Dragon sealed by three generations of popes.

......

All kinds of legends from the past are once again performed on this stage, dazzling and fascinating.

Nora walked down the street tremblingly, stubbornly moving forward, trembling step by step, her eyes drawn to the visions and legends around her, and she couldn't help but want to plunge into it.

Then he was woken up by Ye Qingxuan.

"For the sixth time. ”

Ye Qingxuan reminded coldly: "Lead the way well, if you want to find death, when the matter is over, I will give you a good noose, and I will guarantee that you will get what you want." ”

Nora suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

He subconsciously held the Holy Emblem in his hand, tried to calm his mind, and took Ye Qingxuan to move forward on the large and small paths in the Holy City, and walked out of a complicated trajectory to avoid the 'legends' that kept appearing one after another.

But in the process of advancing, he couldn't help but be curious, turned his head, and peeked at Ye Qingxuan's figure.

"What's wrong?"

Ye Qingxuan frowned: "I have dirty things on my body?"

"No! no!" Nora's shoulders trembled, and she quickly withdrew her gaze, but she couldn't hold back the curiosity in her heart, and couldn't help asking:

"Sir, you ...... Who the hell is it?"

For him, Ye Qingxuan is not so much a life-saving benefactor as a 'life-saving villain'.

But whether it is a benefactor or a wicked person, after all, he has saved himself so many times, and he is really curious about Ye Qingxuan's identity in his heart.

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him, and just replied lightly:

"Musicians. ”

“......”

Nora was speechless for a moment, and resisted the urge to roll her eyes: Nonsense, who doesn't know that you are a musician!

And Nora can see that her life-saving villain is definitely not an ordinary musician, at least ordinary musicians will not be so big-hearted, and walk calmly to death.

Along the way, he was rescued by Ye Qingxuan I don't know how many times, and he gradually felt a sense of security in his heart, and gradually developed admiration for Ye Qingxuan.

looks so young, but has such a terrifying talent, I'm afraid it's a senior master in a school that hasn't been out of the world for a hundred years, right?

He forced a dry laugh: "Could it be that you, like me, have you only recently come to the Holy City?"

"Why do you say that?"

Ye Qingxuan asked casually, stretched out his hand at random, and dozens of burning ground burners fell from the sky and planted them into the dark alley, burning those hidden demons into ashes.

In the midst of those terrible screams, Nora turned pale with fright and stammered, "I, I...... I feel that a strong man like Mr., if he has been in the Holy City for a long time, he will definitely be very famous!"

"Really?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled: "Are there any famous people recently? Let's hear about it." ”

Hearing him ask, Nora immediately searched his stomach and recalled, and quickly, he replied: "In the near future, it just so happened that a few days ago, the Secret Keeper School of the Rock and Iron Academy just assessed a new issue of the 'Mithril List', haven't you read it, sir?"

"Nope. ”

Ye Qingxuan shook his head, he was still in prison a few days ago, and he didn't even have to read the newspaper.

In each generation, the School of Secret Keepers evaluates almost all musicians through the 'lighthouse' and its own intelligence network, and selects the strongest and the seed from among them.

There are usually three lists of them, named 'Lapis Gold', 'Mithril' and 'White Iron', with the Lapis List being the Scepters of the Nations, the Saints of the Holy City, and the Three Kings at the top.

The second Mithril list lists the masters of various countries and the new generation of musicians who are expected to become masters in the future, and the changes are complicated, sometimes changing every few months. There are also times when there is a shift every three days, and there are even three shifts a day and five watches. All the world's most famous musicians have a place in it with such precision.

As for the White Iron List, it is purely a register of excellent musicians.

There are so many musicians in the world, and a thousand-page white iron list may not be able to take care of the guys who are cowering in the barren mountains and mountains. Most of the time, it is used by various faculties and schools as a reference for evaluating the teaching results of the season. No matter how knowledgeable and memorable people are, they can't remember the names of hundreds of thousands of musicians.

"It's a shame that the gentleman didn't look at it. Thanks to the recent turmoil, many talented musicians have established their reputations. A new generation of musicians has also been listed. ”

Nora sighed, "For example, Mr. Rommel of the Silent Mechanism, the Third Emperor of the Asgardian Empire, Mr. Alfonso, known as the 'Nightmare of Eternity', and the immortal Angelina.

There is also known as the strongest musician under the scepter - the result of the bestial heritage, the 'humanoid beast' Caspar Hauser. Astrid, who inherited the title of 'Firekeeper' of the Gate of Annihilation, would have had her cousin Sammiu, but unfortunately, Sammiu died in Auschwitz......"

Nora reported more than a dozen names in one breath, Ye Qingxuan listened to it and nodded: "That's all?"

"Uh......"

Nora hesitated for a moment, then said helplessly, "Actually, there is another guy called the Executioner. Originally, he was on the list, but because of his participation in the assassination of His Majesty the Pope, he became notorious and was brushed down. ”

"'Executioner'?"

For some reason, Ye Qingxuan felt an ominous premonition.

"That's right. ”

A hint of fear flashed in Nora's eyes: "'Holy City Executioner' Ye Qingxuan. ”

Boom.

Nora suddenly heard a muffled sound behind her, turned around, and saw the gentleman who had just gotten up from the ground with a cold face, and was stunned: "Sir, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. ”

Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, slapped the dust on his body in embarrassment, and waved his hand: "I just feel that the routine of the Holy City is too deep, and I accidentally fell." ”

"Oh. ”

Nora nodded blankly, as if she didn't understand, and didn't see Ye Qingxuan's dog's expression.

Quds Executioner?

How unpopular I am to be called such a name!

Is this infamous?

"Huh. ”

Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes.

I'm afraid my reputation has stinked into the gutter now, right?

He shook his head, not caring about the stuff.

Soon, his steps came to a halt.

Nora, noticing his abnormality, looked back, "Sir, what's wrong?"

"There's movement ahead. ”

Ye Qingxuan raised his hand, and the moonlight thread extended and spread from his fingertips, extending forward, and soon, his expression became strange.

This situation has happened many times along the way, and seeing Ye Qingxuan's expression, Nora couldn't help but ask, "Is it another illusion?"

"Nope. ”

Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "It's the Knights Templar." ”

-

A roar rang out, and the earth shook.

Twisted steel embedded in the walls, sharp edges and dried blood.

The neighing of demons came from outside.

"It's a trap!"

The dying knight grabbed Vasco by the collar and roared with the last of his strength: "Don't you understand?

Let's go, let's go!"

He pleaded in a low voice: "If you don't leave, it's too late......"

Rumble!

Outside the chapel, something was pounding wildly at the door, making a loud noise. A terrible bulge appeared on the tattered and heavy iron door.

The sound of steel clashing and grinding was harsh.

The shock was transmitted to the walls, shaking off the fine dust, and the dust fell into a pool of blood.

On the Templars' armor, mercury torches on their shoulders emitted an icy glow that illuminated the dried corpses crucified to the walls. The priests had been drained and torn apart by something, and the nails had nailed them to the wall, shaking slightly as they shook.

On the podium, the head of the priest is very complete and lifelike. It was strung to a rusty spear and smiled gratefully at the Templars who had come from far away.

Half an hour ago, the Holy City was in chaos.

The Quds wartime measures were not activated, not even the Armageddon line.

The moment the voice of the Hundred Eyes rang out, the two Knights Templars stationed inside the Holy City were the first to be attacked, and after breaking through the siege, the two sides smoothly converged, receiving the location of the temporary headquarters and the call for help from the Aether Channel.

But everyone didn't expect that after being surrounded by countless demon lands, they would be greeted by such a scene.

The entire 'Command Headquarters' was empty, not a single living person, only the walls and the zenith of the densely packed corpses.

It's a trap.

Now, they are all trapped in the chapel.

The effects of the stimulant had finally worn off, and the knight, whose body had been dissected, lowered his head and stopped breathing. The lungs that had been stuffed into the wound froze.

Vasco reached out and smoothed his eyes.

"May your soul return to Heaven and be with the Divine. ”

He sighed softly. (To be continued.) )