"Well, without further ado. ”

One of the thirteen contemporary saints, the peerless musician who bears the name of 'Haydn' opens his eyes and spreads an ancient scroll from his hand.

On the ancient scroll, there were pitch-black strokes depicting musical notes, linked together into mysterious movements, and with the turmoil of the aether, suddenly conjured up scenes one after another.

Either chaos and emptiness, or darkness of the abyss, or an indescribable existence running on the water, or ...... A ray of light!

Haydn said, "Let there be light." ”

And so there was light.

Between heaven and earth, the sea of the nine layers of ether resonates and sings, and all things sing, singing the birth of light. The endless light melted into the Great Barrier of Avalon, which was on the verge of collapse, but merged with it, and a miracle struck.

"Genesis?"

Ye Qingxuan raised his head sluggishly, looking up at the light falling from the sky.

This is the pinnacle of the Forbidden School, the source of the universe observed from the nature of the ether, the source of all birth, the movement of the origin and return of all things!

- Genesis!

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan was almost melted by the light, and he sacrificed himself to blend into it. At the top of the White Tower, the bell roars, echoes, and sings about the creation of this heaven and earth!

Endless power sprouted from the depths of the barrier, nearly crushing his tiny will. Ye Qingxuan only had time to activate the Nine Heavens Ring, and did his best to guide the endless mighty torrent, causing it to converge in the sky.

"I see!"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help himself with excitement, his will merged into the enchantment, controlling the enchantment into the light, as if he was personally experiencing the magnificent changes of the "Book of Genesis".

That is the pinnacle of the Forbidden School, the source of all music theory, the manifestation of the essence of ether.

-- Creation and destruction are just a thought!

Just in the blink of an eye. His understanding of the essence of the forbidden school has gradually improved, and his confusion about music theory in the Shixin school has been solved, and the music in his heart has fallen apart and rebridged, and the angle of observing the world has suddenly shifted and recalibrate.

It's like never before. His soul seemed to be endlessly magnified, indulging in the light of creation. It's like observing the whole world with the eyes of the ether.

The world was completely new.

Then, it was as if time had been reversed!

Beneath the foundation of the White Tower, in the dark cellar that had been silent for hundreds of years, the alchemy fortifications that had long since fallen apart and fell silent were awakening again.

On the sixteen pitch-black stone tablets, layers of notes are lit up, and the melody of the movement is roaring.

It was the control center that alchemists had made for Avalon hundreds of years ago. Beyond the alchemy technology of that era, it produced the world's largest 'tuning instrument' at that time.

No 'difference machine' in the world, no 'analyzer' can compare to its efficiency, and the 'ethersphere' is nothing more than a by-product of its research. The control of the movement is not even worthy of a ten-thousandth of its shoes.

Only such a behemoth is enough to carry the precise control required by the operation of the Avalon Great Barrier, the royal capital of an empire. As the Kingdom of Heaven shattered hundreds of years ago, they also fell apart along with the city, becoming legends and secrets hidden in ancient files.

But under the illumination of the light, it seems that time has also become an ancient book that can be read at will.

The past recorded in the 'ether' is extracted and rewritten, reflected in this space. Bringing them back to their former glory days.

And so, the tuner came back on. On the sixteen stone tablets tens of meters high, countless notes jumped, flashing countless complex music theories, until finally, under the control of the core, the enchantment was re-entered.

Rumble!

Enchantment Earthquake. Under the reflection of that mysterious light, the intensity skyrocketed, and even the anti-guest took over the shadow of Avalon, completely sealing the country of shadows. It is isolated from all external interference.

In Shadow of Avalon, the majestic melody and song sings the melody of creation. Merge the enchantment and this side of the Scepter Realm in one place, and there is no end to ascension.

As a result, the extinguished stars re-lit one by one, and the stars of Zhou Tian operated. The signs of the zodiac emit a blinding light, until finally, a ring of stars stretches across the sky, like a river of stars.

The endless starlight converged and merged into the high sun and moonlight, and in an instant, the tyrannical scorching sun and the cold moonlight fell from the sky.

The dead Field of Scepters has actually been resurrected?

Under the reflection of that ray of light, it is as if a new world has evolved......

"It's got here. ”

It has been said, "There will always be here." ”

Rumble!

The Lord of Darkness, who was about to disappear, was suddenly 'bounced' back into this world, and was almost cut in two by the sword in the stone that followed it.

He roared in rage, slamming open the narrower and narrower world on this side.

- The strength of this realm has increased, which means that he can do it with all his might!

It's just that before Maxwell's near-fatal onslaught, his movements were restrained, as if he was afraid of something extremely dangerous, more terrifying than a sword in a stone.

There is only another natural disaster that can make natural disasters fearful.

He could feel that there was another natural calamity, and another natural calamity in this realm......

But who is it?

The avatar of the god thought quickly, constantly ruling out other clues, and finally, locked onto a target.

"I see......" The Lord of Darkness gritted his teeth and looked hideous.

In the etheric realm, an angry voice spread:

"Hermes, why did you break the contract!"

"Wow! you can't talk nonsense, Hyakme. You see that you have red mouth and white teeth, why do you defile people's innocence?"

A flirtatious voice responded, "I've kept my contract - I've never intervened in the war between humans and the Scourge - and I haven't said a word or handed you a finger from beginning to end, and I haven't even been in the Shadow of Avalon for years.

I'm sorry, I don't carry this pot!"

"Lies!" roared the Hundred-Eyed One.

"Well, if I have to say, I did lead a little bit in it, but...... What can you do with me?"

Hermes's tone became cold and vicious: "It's you on the wrong side, Baimu! You think you are quietly hooking up with that raised by the prince of the East, and I don't know about making waves in the East?"

Three sages, three pillars of gods, four living creatures...... In so many natural disasters. I don't object to anyone you hook up with, but if you dare to help him, I will dig your ancestral grave!

I advise you to stop obediently and not get involved in the matter between the two of us, or will you believe it or not, I will fight this old face and join forces with the 'Holy Blood'?"

"One day. You will pay the price!"

The Hundred Eyes were furious, and the Aether Realm was in turmoil, but Hermes only sneered, "You better worry about yourself first! I'm also curious about who is watching you......"

Communication is cut off.

And in the abyss, the fury of the Hundred Eyes did not stop, but ...... The avatar has descended into the material realm. The connection between him and the avatar has been severed, even if the avatar is sealed and imprisoned. Even to kill, he didn't have any way!

The incarnation of one-nin-nine, and the essence of one-ninth...... It's not just one-ninth of strength, it's one-ninth of his silhouette, if you have to use a metaphor.

Just as human beings are all different images from nine directions, each one is crucial, and no one is missing. With the loss of this one-ninth avatar, the other eight avatars will definitely suffer heavy losses as well.

For so many years. It managed to accumulate so much strength in order to occupy more of the Great Source tributaries. Condensed the complete 'River Styx', but today it capsized in such a gutter.

For a moment, the black musicians all over the world could sense the killing intent and fury that had condensed into substance in the abyss.

It's just that, in the chaos, there is a problem that is becoming more and more concerning:

-- If that natural disaster is not Hermes. So...... Who is it?!

There is a possibility.

But that might have made the abyss tremble.

In the darkness and depth, there are many secrets hidden-

And in the shadow of Avalon, the Lord of Darkness retreats, and the rifts on his body are intertwined. The complex music theory deep inside the shell is constantly crumbling, and it is almost impossible to suppress.

This shell of aether and movement has reached its limits.

He roared hoarsely. He took off his right eye and shattered it angrily. In the burst darkness, a shadow suddenly shot out, seeping into the stone sword like ink.

Polluted by the curse, the flame of light suddenly dimmed.

Immediately after, the five fingers of the Lord of Darkness spread out and stabbed down suddenly...... Towards his chest, the scar on his chest that had been cut open by the sword in the stone shattered again. Under his tearing, the whole person was divided into two.

One pounced on Maxwell, burning all his power and holding him in place.

And the other rushes to the palace that is on the verge of collapse in turmoil!

This is the home of the Sword in the Stone, and with the power of the incarnation, it is impossible to compete with the power that Anglo has accumulated so much, so there is only ...... Draw from the bottom of the kettle!

Since this avatar is on the verge of collapse, let's change the shell.

As long as he finds King Arthur first and transforms him into his Dark Lords, then as long as he takes possession of his body, Anglo's accumulated advantage will be completely reversed.

In front of Arthur, whether it is the sword in the stone or the infinitely enhanced Avalon Great Enchantment, it is nothing more than a former possession, an extension of the coming of heaven. At that time, these things will no longer pose a threat to him, or even ...... Into his hands!

"Stop him!"

Maxwell was furious, but he couldn't catch up.

The black shadow swooped down, and then, in the city, eight pillars of light rose one after another.

The brunt of the attack was Tristan, the burly djinn knight rising from the ground, slashing with his sword, and head-on towards the black shadow, setting off a thunderstorm.

In an instant, the black shadows intertwined, and in an instant, they collapsed into mist, passed through Tristan, and fell towards the earth.

Tristan's body shook violently, stiffening in the air, almost engulfed in evil thoughts.

Geraint's armor was a living creature, like a beast, it ran on all fours, roaring and leaping up from the ground, biting with all its might, but with its swift speed, it could not stop the swift black shadow.

Immediately after that, Gareth, Ranmarok and the other three shot at the same time, and the shadow of the red dragon flashed, swallowing out cyan dragon fire. But the dragon lost its agility, and its wings were sliced open in a staggered instant.

Traces of cracking suddenly appeared on the bodies of the three knights, and under one blow, they were unexpectedly found in the gap, and they were deeply damaged.

"In the name of a knight, to resist all evil thoughts!"

A crisp sword roar sounded, and under Galahad's armor, Christine drew her sword and announced in a solemn voice, and the sound of the sword condensed into substance, spreading in all directions.

Everywhere they went, all connections to the ether were completely severed and forcibly suppressed.

But the speed of the black shadow did not decrease, and one of them stretched out a hand and pressed it down suddenly.

Collapse!

Christine's long sword came out of her hand, her body shook violently, her face under the mask was red, and she vomited a mouthful of back-eating black blood, unable to move.

Abyssal Breath...... This ubiquitous abyssal aura.

She could feel the evil thoughts sprouting from her heart one after another, almost controlling her mind, and the murderous intent, greed, lust, and anger that had never been seen before, continued to burst out.

Even with the sword of Galahad, it could not be suppressed.

As long as it is infected by that breath, it will induce the evil in its nature and be corrupted by that music. If you don't fight that power with all your might, I'm afraid it will be deeply implanted in your heart and cannot be expelled until one day you will completely degenerate into a natural disaster servant.

It's just abominable.

"It's just ...... at this time"

That's the case!

If I had been stronger, if I had been prepared, if my father had not been seriously injured in his early years, and if he could still fight now, this kind of thing would never have happened!

Christine gritted her teeth and fell into deep humiliation.

Unlike other lineage families, the Lancelot family has been trusted by the royal family since the founding of the country, and has passed down not just one, but two over the generations.

Back in the early days, Lancelot and Galahad were father and son, and both were among the Knights of the Round Table. Therefore, the name of each generation of Lancelot must have been inherited by Galahad after the death of his father.

In other words, Galahad was Lancelot's reserve.

And of all the armor in existence, Lancelot has the most exalted status. In addition to the inheritance of the bloodline, it also requires absolute integrity, and the virtues of the seven knights can be recognized by the phantom beasts among them, making people incarnate as the perfect knight of the lake in mythology.

Only Lancelot and Gawain possess the highest moral standards, are not afraid of natural disasters, and are not afraid of falling.

Unfortunately, in his early years, in order to defend the royal family, Lancelot was severely injured in the assassination and had a broken lung, and although his daily actions were fine, he could no longer set foot on the battlefield.

Otherwise, there would have been no such one-touch collapse.

"It's terrible......" Maxwell gritted his teeth and looked gloomy amid the curse.

In an instant, the situation was dangerous.

The mere proximity of the Lord of Darkness brought the seal of the palace gate to the brink of collapse. Once he entered it, so many years of preparation and planning turned into a cake in the blink of an eye. The sacrifice and dedication of so many people will no longer be meaningless.

The only thing that can stop him now is ......

"Charles!" (To be continued.) )