Late at night, in the cave monastery, in the basement. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sulphur-smelling smoke poured out of the furnace and filled the room, creating phantoms that seemed to come from hell in the flickering firelight.

Mercury flowed down the grooves in the ground, forming an intricate alchemy matrix. The matrix stretched in all directions, even up to the ceiling against the current, and finally converged on the oddly shaped 'furnace', merging with the strange smoke.

Shrouded in smoke and the Matrix, the entire basement has been distorted into a non-physical realm.

The music theory of the forbidden faction is framed in a matrix and smoke, drawing power from the aether furnace and replacing the material rules here beyond recognition.

Eventually, a projection of the semi-aetheric realm has been formed.

And in the solemn basement, the old musician Mandel played the mandolin in his arms, and the strings vibrated and gave off a strange roar.

The Dinar School has been researching strange creatures in the Aether Realm for hundreds of years, and is good at the realm of the Forbidden School, and has even opened up a new direction - 'Demon Realm Construction'.

Because of their research on the Aether and strange creatures, these musicians are often able to trade in good things from the lesser-known beings in the deepest parts of the Aether.

And a master of the Dinar School must also be a strange scholar, and he will definitely not lack all kinds of precious materials and secret treasures.

In just a few days, with the basement as the foundation, he had turned the entire cave monastery into his own 'demon realm', like a more subordinate scepter realm, and he had faintly become the master of this area.

Because of this, he was able to assure Xavier that he would definitely be able to solve Ye Qingxuan's trouble.

But now, the plan was not favored by his companions.

"Things need to be reconsidered, Mr. Mandel. ”

Standing in the corner, the young man who looked like a clerk suggested, "I'm afraid the original plan won't work anymore." ”

"Why?"

Mandel asked without looking up.

"Ye Qingxuan came too fast, this is a variable. The clerk sighed, "So far, all our arrangements have been carried out in the case of ignoring the influence of the outside world, and as soon as Ye Qingxuan comes, then our previous efforts may have been in vain."

The Fifth Department was created by Maxwell, and here, his words are the rules.

If Ye Qingxuan didn't plan to change his mind, no matter how strong Xavier's desire for power was, he wouldn't have the courage to compete with Maxwell's will. ”

"A dead man who has long since fallen into the fog. Mandel sneered, "As long as Ye Qingxuan is cleaned up, the plan can still continue." ”

"Master, please proceed with caution. The clerk dissuaded, "If you mess up, I'm afraid it will not only be difficult to harvest, but it will also cause a dying counterattack from Anglo's Fifth Department."

'Iris' threat rating to Ye Qingxuan is master, at least. There are so many things involved in this person, and each of them is troublesome enough. In addition to Anglo's next sword-bearer, he himself has the blood of Lancelot and royal blood, and has a deep connection to the nine surnames of the dragon vein in the East. ”

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Mandel said lightly, "This solicitation operation is the foundation of the Earl's resurrection, if we can control it with him, then our next operation in Anglo can also be twice as effective with half the effort." ”

"It's not that easy. ”

The clerk shook his head, "You have lived in seclusion in the Aether Secret Realm for so many years, and the outside world has become too fast. Ye Qingxuan...... It can't be taken for granted. ”

The sound of the mandolin came to an abrupt end.

In the silence, Mandel's head slowly turned, staring at him indifferently.

"Oden, to be honest, I hate Anglo and I hate this place.

I'm old, and I've promised the Earl to help him with this, and I've come here with a burden like yours, and I've wasted my time listening to you talk about things like the world has changed.

But don't think of me like a dog like you.

Please also make it clear that your job is to do the work of Wezel honestly......"

He said in a cold voice:

"- Don't point fingers at me. ”

The clerk known as Oden was silent, no longer disagreeing.

Mandel withdrew his gaze and went on with his work, spilling the spices in his hand into the incineration furnace, causing the light of the flame to change, and as if the piano was alive, he opened his mouth to make strange noises.

There was a faint creature singing along with the fire, like a mouse, but on closer inspection, there was nothing.

Those are all strange creatures of the Aether that Mandel has raised, and these creatures are often unreasonable, and sometimes cause great trouble, but they are a great help in the hands of those who know them.

Obviously, Oden's words were not in vain.

Although Mandel still didn't care about Oden's weak appearance, his vigilance and vigilance against Ye Qingxuan skyrocketed. The older a person gets, the more he is afraid of death, the more he is afraid of this mysterious young man, and the more he is afraid of capsizing in this inexplicable gutter.

He re-emerged this time for the secret book and precious materials promised by the earl, not for his life.

After a moment of silence, he took out a small cloth bag from his bosom, and the bag shook out a few grains of spices that had been pressed into tartar incense. He thought for a moment and carefully tossed one of them into the aether furnace.

Suddenly, the flames in the furnace skyrocketed, and the flames became more and more eerie, and billowing smoke erupted from it, almost blowing up the aether furnace, which was obviously a heritage treasure.

And in the fire, as if a group of rats were scurrying, those strange creatures opened their mouths and used the flames as their tongues.

"They walked and walked and walked and went and went and so on, and they were rejected everywhere, and they had nowhere to take them in. ”

The strange song in the fire: "They are not recognized, and people everywhere ask: Where are you from? Who are you? They have no place to live, they are constantly being driven away, and there is no place to ......complain about grievances."

In the strange song, the mercury edged blood red, and the entire basement was shrouded in a bleak white smoke that could not be seen.

Oden only heard a series of strings breaking, the crisp sound of bones grinding against each other, and the small sound of broken nails constantly emerging.

Eventually, the hunchbacked old man shed his mortal clothes, revealing a translucent appearance that melted into the strange mist. The posture is hideous, as if from a nightmare sticking out.

Merging the Chant and Summoning factions into one, Mandel reveals his true form.

In his brain, the fragments of consciousness that cut through the self, and the beastly nature that he nurtured was given by the strangeness of the ether realm, and it itself had the attributes of natural disasters. And after the transformation of the body of the Psalms, it is also moving closer and closer to the inhuman direction.

The study of natural disasters has never stopped in various schools.

And this is the central movement of the Dinar school.

You don't need to sign a contract with the Scourge to become a black musician, without any constraints or contract restrictions, and you can have inhuman power and all kinds of extraordinary talents.

Amid spices and songs, Mandel's shell underwent a complete metamorphosis, temporarily transforming into a strange aether, a 'nightmare' in the name of mortals.

He looked up in pleasure, gulping in the deep fear of the monastery, and his body descended into the darkness and vanished. (To be continued.) )