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With a loud cracking sound, a brilliant flaming wheel of light emerged from behind Vasco's back, like steel gears spinning and colliding, rubbing against the air to create flying sparks. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The loud bang glows.

Against the gravity, which had skyrocketed to hundreds of times, the Gospel armor rose inch by inch from the swirl of sand and gravel, little by little, and suspended in the air, even if it was only a few feet.

The serpentine musician frowned, played the flute, and the bleak prayer hymn became more and more violent.

All the power of the solemn vespers was exerted on the Gospel armor, and a hundredfold gravity and sand seal entangled Vasco like a hungry beast not far from letting its prey out of its throat.

"Let's go!!"

Vasco roared, "Kunting!

In the armor a few feet above the ground, the blazing fire shone brightly, and the entire armor seemed to have been burned red, and it was transformed into a round of sun that could not be looked at directly.

That's Vasco.

Vasco is burning.

In his body, implanted in the circuit, the aether, which exceeded the limit value hundreds of times, has been completely liquefied, running through his body like a torrent.

"--Pledge to deny yourself!"

The announcement was like iron and iron colliding, bursting out with the roar of the bronze bell.

Six blazing flames rushed out from the diverter, Vasco gave up the concussive halberd, and clenched the hot sword with both hands, and on the heavy sword, the blazing light flow gushed out, forming a flame blade more than ten meters long, rising into the sky.

At this moment, he completely transformed into the archangel who guarded the gate of heaven, representing the wrath of the gods, and threw the sword of fire at the people.

Blood turned into a coolant, entrails became aether furnaces, and consciousness seemed to rise from a crumbling shell and cling to the glorious armor.

Can Angel!

In the next instant, the flaming sword slashed down angrily!

There was a terrible sound of water vapor evaporating.

The firelight condensed into a blade, piercing through the terrifying gravity and the sandstone seal, opening a gap in the demons everywhere. Everywhere the fire passed, everything was completely burned to ashes, even the iron and stone melted, and the molten iron and the turbid silicide mixed together and crackled.

Vasco opened up a way for them to break through.

Even in the sand seal and a hundredfold gravity, the Gospel armor had already crumbled, and the invisible force pressed against his flesh and armor, trying to squeeze flesh and steel together.

At that moment, a helpless sigh came.

It's like a hallucination.

The crisp sound of the cane falling to the ground sounded.

As time flies, the moon rises below the horizon, streaks across the sky, and finally hangs directly above the sky, shedding its clear light.

Thousands of rays of moonlight are sprinkled, gentle and merciful, giving all equal to salvation.

In the pure moonlight, all the demons froze in place, and only the serpentine musician broke free from the gentle illusion and hissed violently.

All music theory from the abyss was ignited by the moonlight.

The instrument in his hand exploded with a bang, and then the music theory in his body, thousands of threads of moonlight entwined, connected to the shell, and gently planted a seed.

That's the flames.

"On top of the burning ashes"!

Abraham's former music was once again revealed from Ye Qingxuan's hands at this moment, and after combining with the moonlight, the purifying music carried by the flame became more and more amazing.

In an instant, a substantial flame erupted from the Serpentine Musician's seven orifices.

He screamed and ran, and after three steps, his body collapsed.

The bones were reduced to ashes, the blood evaporated with the flames, and in its place, only an empty skin sac remained.

In the eyes of the surviving Templars, as the moonlight rose, all the demons in their path were like sandcastles, crumbling under the wash of the waves, only to be a sticky inky smoke rising from the ashes and then dissipating in a piercing scream.

In the midst of everyone's stunned notes, the white-haired young man walked forward, reaching out to pierce the frenzied lightning and light, ignoring the blazing heat and repulsive force field.

The finger pressed softly against the scorching visor.

"If you want to live, don't move. ”

In the midst of the burning pain, a Vasco sounded in his drowsy consciousness, and the voice said:

"—You are still saved. ”

In the next moment, the moonlight seeped into the Gospel armor like flowing water. Thousands of threads of thought emerge out of thin air, adjusting their frequency and nature, and the music theory is constructed.

It was as if an assembly table had sprung up out of thin air, revealing translucent phantoms that enveloped the blazing Gospel armor.

The six threads that blended the Heavenly Ladder Music Theory connected to the socket under the armor, breaking through the barrier between Ye Qingxuan and the alchemy matrix.

"Tell me the control code. ”

The white-haired young man looked at Kunting.

When the Gospel armor was manufactured, the internal alchemy matrix was reserved for the 'takeover protocol', and if necessary, the internal music theory changes could be controlled through external means.

This means that any engineer can make any changes to the internal configuration of the Gospel armor as long as they have the control code and the assembly table.

didn't let Ye Qingxuan wait long, after seeing the demon that had just turned into ashes in Ye Qingxuan's hands, Kunting was silent for a moment, and calmly informed:

Sacred Scriptures, Ezekiel, 18:6. ”

Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, dense steam erupted out of thin air from the limbs and interfaces of the Gospel armor, and the condensate that exceeded the limit had vaporized, still unable to reduce the terrifying heat.

In the state of incomplete configuration, forcibly opening the Glory Core is suicide.

Vasco has almost succeeded.

It's just a little bit ......

After having the control code, Ye Qingxuan completely entered the interior of the Gospel Armor.

In an instant, under the combing of the interpretation method, the huge and complex system quickly took shape, countless turbulent music theories unfolded in Ye Qingxuan's mind in an orderly manner, and the mechanical system under the armor that was complex enough to make people spend a lifetime studying was also quickly clarified.

It's like finding a detailed map in a dark world where you don't know anything, knowing all the terrain and potential threats.

The inextricably linked moonlight threads to the alchemy matrix made Ye Qingxuan's senses also move into activation, and then, the Heavenly Ladder Music Theory was extended, turning into Ye Qingxuan's 'hands', exploring to the deepest depths.

The boundaries of formation, outflow, activity, and creation......

Until finally, they arrived at the 'Glory Core' that was guarded by layers of black boxes.

"The Gospel armor in overclocking is a melting pot inside, and he doesn't even have a deflector!"

The engineer whispered to Kunting, "Sir, this is not dismantling the wagon! we must find a special cold chamber console, otherwise if we open it rashly, we will only lose the last layer of defense and burn to the point that there is no slag left." ”

Before the words fell, a terrifying heat wave gushed out.

In the dumbfounded expressions of several engineers, Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand, as if dismantling a carriage, dismantling the layers of modules on the chest of the gospel armor out of thin air, as if pulling a radish in the ground, and pulled out the glory core that was on the verge of explosion from the armor with his bare hands.

The core of glory, which would have flattened a block in the event of an explosion, fell into his hands and fell silent.

Only the countless forces accumulated in it were continuously guided out, flying into the sky, and as soon as they broke out of Ye Qingxuan's control, they burst open, like a sun that rose and broke again and again.

It's like entering a dedicated emergency console with dozens of engineers and musicians rushing to deal with it, and the overclocked Gospel armor quickly returns to a safe range.

The moonlight thread pierced through the last protective layer and landed on Vasco's body, hinting at implantation, reviving his near-crumbling sanity, sewing and mending, banging and pounding, like mending clothes and repairing a house, and restoring him to sobriety.

Even more than his will, Vasco felt his numb body quickly regain consciousness, and the sharp pain in his lungs that was like chewing pig iron as he breathed disappeared.

The blood flowed again, and the ten fingers and movements regained their agility. Even the disintegrating implant matrix was patched up completely.

Except for the feeling of being injected with stimulants, there is nothing abnormal at all!

"I'm ......"

Vasco moved his body in disbelief, and although he felt that his physical condition was still not optimistic, he did not have any problems at all when he moved.

"You're in a barely good state right now,"

Ye Qingxuan withdrew his palm: "I am not a professional chant physician, I can only treat the symptoms, and now all your physical activities are replaced by my music theory."

You'd better find a safe place and a better doctor within six hours to perform emergency surgery. ”

As he spoke, he shoved the Glory Core in his hand back into the Gospel armor.

Don't overdo it, and 'cut' it insignificant.

The technical protection of the Holy City was really good, and in just a few moments, he realized that there were at least nine layers of defense matrices and self-destruction movements hidden in it.

It seems that the technology of the core of Glory cannot be done for the time being.

In just two minutes of rescue, Ye Qingxuan had already stolen all the technical details in the gospel armor. Then unceremoniously applied to one's own garment of original sin.

After all, it's the Order's heavy weapons of destruction.

Although he doesn't have a power engine like the Glory Core, he still has a small source, Ye Qingxuan can feel that the exoskeleton system he imitated is not what it used to be.

As long as he wanted, he could disguise himself as a Templar at any time, even more than the real thing.

It was a bonus.

So, under the wistful and grateful gazes of the knights, he stood with his hands in his hands and asked with a calm face, "Where is your commander?"

"I am. ”

Vasco made a sound, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at Ye Qingxuan's white hair and face, and his brows couldn't help frowning: "This gentleman, please reveal your identity."

Pardon me, you look a little like a certain offender......"

Nora sensed the coldness in his tone, and hurriedly stood up to play a round: "Wait, you have misunderstood, I guarantee with my life, this gentleman ......"

"Well, you guessed it right. ”

A calm voice came from behind him: "I am Ye Qingxuan, who is called an executioner and a murderer by the Holy City. (To be continued.) )