It's a bit bad at first. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No, it's super bad!

On the stage of dead silence, only the melody of the Sixth Requiem reverberates. Thirteen Grand Masters stood in the darkness around them, silently blocking all roads inside and outside.

Ye Qingxuan could feel the real fateful chapter in their bodies, and at the end, there was a more terrifying aura that was different from the gray-clothed musicians and red-clothed musicians in white.

He was the leader and deputy of the original Royal Musicians, known as the peerless musician of Anglo's protectorate of the country, and the most direct inheritor and pioneer of the Royal School.

What's more......

They were all scepters when they were alive!

And it's the strongest kind......

Although I don't know if the barely reorganized Chapter of Fate can evolve the power of the scepter after dying and returning, it is enough to chill people with their former fame and terrifying achievements.

The thirteen Grand Troupes, and the thirteen large musician groups behind them, represent the strength of Anglo's musicians at his peak.

If it is one, Ye Qingxuan is still sure to suppress it, the deceased itself has many loopholes, even if he is good at covering it up, he needs to avoid it after all.

If it's two, he'll be scrambling.

If there were five, he would not even think about it, and would do whatever it took to break through and escape.

And the current lineup, as well as the leaders and deputies of the original Royal Musician Troupe, Ye Qingxuan has no certainty of victory.

But now he was more curious about ...... What is it that brings these musicians, who have been dead for hundreds of years, back into the world?

Whether or not there is a limit to their resurrection? What exactly is the relationship between them and the Leviathan......

Is the palace seal of Shadow of Avalon intact?

And......

Ye Qingxuan followed their empty gaze and landed on the girl in the corner......

Mary.

But why Mary?

Why did these thirteen Grand Masters inexplicably take Penglai's medicine and die, why did they inexplicably resurrect, and why did they chase Mary closely?

Don't you forget to be loyal to the royal family when you die?

No kidding.

Ye Qingxuan was amused by his own thoughts.

He stiffened in front of Mary, glancing at the thirteen Grand Master around him. No, it's twelve, and Nigel, the Iron River musician, has been screwed off his head.

That's also a musician who is said to have won the field of scepters, but he didn't even have time to use the chapter of fate, and the second death was so aggrieved that it was ridiculous to think about it.

It's too weak.

Even Ye Qingxuan didn't expect a rendezvous, and he solved the battle by just a surprise attack.

And just as he was thinking about how to stall for time and find a way to bring Mary and Christine out of the shadow of Avalon, the cardinal musician who was staring coldly at all this in the furthest darkness raised his palm.

The leader of the first Royal Orchestra, the strongest of the thirteen Grand Masters.

The Scepter Musician who assisted Arthur in creating the Royal School.

Starcaller, Strange Eye, Orca...... The nicknames about him are terrible or dark, enough to fill a whole page of history.

It is said that in his later years, his dealings with the strangers in the Aether Realm went wrong because he went too deep and unknowingly, he had been assimilated.

My name and information dissolved in the ether, and I even lost my appearance.

At this moment, his face was blank, as if shrouded in mist.

He just slowly raised his palm and unfolded it towards Ye Qingxuan.

Above the palm of his hand, there was a glass bottle the size of a thumb, in which an amber-like viscous liquid rippled, just looking at it, it was as if he smelled the fragrance of blood, with some kind of strange magic, which was dizzying.

And in the intricate halo of blood, a cold eye slowly opened. As if through the blood, staring at Ye Qingxuan's appearance.

I was chilling all over my body.

Ye Qingxuan took a step back, barely holding back the urge to scream. A strong feeling of vomiting rose from his chest, and an irrepressible shiver dominated the husk.

This is a strong sense of crisis that has affected the sense of self.

But at the same time, a viscous and heavy killing intent like mercury surged from the bottom of his heart, and every thought was rapidly trembling and falling into madness.

He gasped violently.

Before I knew it, I was bent down and sweating.

Almost collapsed on the ground.

It's just a moment, but it's like it's been tortured for a long time.

The sonorous sound of the piano suddenly sounded, and the strings of the Nine Heavens were fluctuating, spontaneously activating the blood of heaven and man, and the silver moonlight in the blood rushed angrily, filling Ye Qingxuan's consciousness in an instant, freezing all emotions that were not his master, and then like an axe and a saw, the involuntary killing intent and madness were eradicated.

Return to freedom.

Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, looking at the amber blood in the hands of the Grand Master with vigilance.

What the hell is that......

But at the same time, piercing screams rang out from Galahad's barricade.

The iron wall of the wind and the sword was torn apart in an instant, and it was destroyed.

Inside out?

Ye Qingxuan turned around in astonishment and saw Mary's crimson eyes.

The mad dragon power seeped out of her pores, more powerful than ever, almost condensed into liquid, turning into crimson blood that flowed down from her body, dripping in pools of blood full of destruction and madness, and the blood flowed slowly in all directions.

The tattered dress was torn apart by Long Wei in an instant.

In its place was a substance condensed by the dragon's power, like a burning crimson dress......

Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized.

The vial of amber blood that Grand Master took out was not aimed at himself at all, but at Mary!

Under the gaze of the Eye of Blood, the curse in the dragon's blood ignited, exploded, turned bloody, and erupted from Mary's body.

And in the blood, Mary wailed, choked, but couldn't help the sound of wild laughter in her throat.

- The Ripper wakes up!

"It sucks. ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed helplessly, turned his head, glanced at the deceased who was standing silently in the distance, and made a gesture of waiting. Then, withdrawing his gaze, he walked over to Mary......

In an instant, countless blood lights surged on his face.

Loud noises rang out one after another.

It's like falling into a giant juicer, with countless blades cut, hammers smashed, tongs saws pulled, gravity squeezed...... It is enough to turn ordinary people from the whole into pieces in an instant, from solid to liquid, and finally evaporate into blood and scorched green smoke.

Under the cloak of original sin, Ye Qingxuan's face turned pale.

Scared.

Now Mary has stepped into a very dangerous area.

The level of awakening of the dragon's blood is too close to that of the prototype - although it is limited and aged, and it is slightly inferior in strength, but the key is the potential, which can definitely surpass her mother Elizabeth.

If she succeeds to the throne, she will definitely be the closest emperor to Arthur in hundreds of years...... But that's not a good thing to think about on your toes.

Successive generations of royalty have been torn between painful contradictions.

If the dragon's blood cannot be awakened, it means that it has no talent and cannot control the sword in the stone and the final line of defense of Anglo. If the dragon's blood awakens too early and is too dangerous, it may go crazy and degenerate into a monster at any time.

Counting it up, the happiest emperor in Anglo's history turned out to be the fourth king known as 'George the Incompetent' - no external threat, no internal decay, no awakening of dragon blood until the age of forty, and only barely able to say until he died. All negative emotions can be resolved through mating......

Although incompetent, he spent a prosperous life peacefully.

All problems are left to future generations to solve.

I wonder if this is considered the luck of mediocrity?

Thinking wildly, Ye Qingxuan tore forward against Long Wei's tear, stretched out his hand, and suddenly hugged Mary into his arms. The Cloak of Original Sin was turbulent and almost unsustainable, and in an instant, it was torn hundreds of times by the manic dragon might......

And Ye Qingxuan's fingers were also pressed on Mary's forehead.

The bloodied and smiling girl froze in place.

The madness in his pupils quickly blurred, motionless, stunned, and the blood-colored dragon power quickly dissipated, revealing large areas of white skin.

"Wait a minute. ”

Ye Qingxuan whispered in her ear: "It'll be fine soon." ”

The cloak of original sin fell off Ye Qingxuan's body, quickly covering Mary, and even wrapped her face inside, leaving not an inch of gap. Immediately afterward, countless iron crystals grew out of the garment of original sin, intertwined with each other, and turned into a cage.

Countless music theories turned into chains and wrapped around them, and the friction between music theory and music theory burst out with sparks, making the whole seal stronger and stronger.

Eventually, Mary vanished, leaving only a heavy iron coffin.

There was no sound in the iron coffin.

It's like falling into a long slumber.

Ye Qingxuan staggered back two steps, lost his strength, unbuttoned the top of his shirt, and gasped. In the etheric realm, Xiao Yuan sensed the weakness of his body, sprinkled a sweet spring, and his empty body quickly began to recover.

It's finally better.

Christine looked at him in astonishment, dumbfounded:

"What did you do?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled self-deprecatingly: "I have made a little bit of the obscene trick of the heart musician - dream preparation, it is better to block it than to sparse, it can be regarded as a channel to give her negative emotions a catharsis, right? But in the final analysis, it is better to drink doves to quench her thirst."

The dream didn't last long, and she had to be taken out before it was over. ”

As he spoke, he looked at the deceased who were gradually closing in, spit out his last hesitation and confusion, and sighed softly: "The musicians of the previous generation...... It's scary. ”

Collapse!

The Nine Heavens Ring popped out of his fingertips, crisscrossing the air, and finally, it was invisible again.

And the diffuse music theory has already built a huge chapter, and the chapter of fate expands out of Ye Qingxuan's body, running along the strings.

Natural disasters resonate and are ready to go.

Feeling the stunned flashes in those empty pupils, as well as the footsteps that vaguely stopped for a moment, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh.

Sure enough, I'm still quite strong!

"Which of you comes first?"

He stepped forward and blocked Christine and Mary, a pleasant smile on his lips:

Or...... Let's go together?"

In the dead silence, in the face of the mockery of the late learners hundreds of years later, the deceased did not have an outburst of anger.

The crowd separated.

The Grand Master with a vague face came out in a row, and behind him, countless darkness rose up, and in the darkness, a faint glimpse could be glimpsed of raging tides, sweeping winds, and pitch-black thunderclouds.

In the deepest part of the thundercloud, the beast surged, and the former storm king slowly opened his eyes......

And in the midst of the dead, suddenly someone stretched out his hand and stopped in front of him.

It was the Master of Grey who served as his deputy.

The Grand Master and the Deputy looked at each other for a moment, as if persuaded to give up the duel. returned to his original position, and the gray-clothed musician who had originally stopped the Grand Master turned his head and looked at Ye Qingxuan.

In the empty pupils, there seemed to be a trace of emotion.

Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly.

For himself, the musician who replaced the Grand Master to conduct the duel was even more tricky than the Grand Master.

He has a clear understanding of Ye Qingxuan's hole cards.

The gray-clad musician held his cane and walked slowly.

Beneath the gray robe is a simple gown, understated and restrained, with only one seal ring on the finger representing the family.

More like a polite scholar than a musician.

also wore an elegant top hat, which was really the same as Ye Qingxuan's original one......

Feeling the familiar Xiaoyuan fluctuations in the other party's fateful chapter, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but have a little headache:

"Are you planning to clean the portal for the Heart of Stone Sect yourself?"