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At the cost of this, finally take back the Holy City Enchantment from the hands of the abyss!

The Word of God is ready.

His way is straightened.

Ye Qingxuan heard the bell in his hand ringing in his ears.

Intricate and ancient melodies emerged from the 'final authority' and flooded into his consciousness.

Is that...... A magnificent movement that has no meaning to say!

In an instant, countless music theories of life and death took possession of his soul, urging his body to play, to sing, to release this chapter that represented a miracle.

So, in the central sanctuary, in Ye Qingxuan's body, countless threads of thought extended out, connected to countless keys, and with his unimaginable dexterity and smoothness, he manipulated this unprecedented huge instrument, guiding the organ to play that solemn and solemn symphony.

The melody made the holy city tremble, and countless musicians let out a cry of astonishment.

The Holy Spirits beneath the Nine Earths invariably looked up at the place where the sun wheel was.

This is......

- Ninth Symphony!

The Ninth Symphony: Prologue composed by the first Red King!

From Ye Qingxuan's fingertips, with his will, it played out from the control center of the Central Sanctuary, reverberating in this steel city.

Everywhere we passed, all the churches, buildings, and facilities burst out in response.

Holy City!

This is the Holy City!

Holy City, wake up!

The spirituality that had been dormant in the deepest part of the Holy City re-condensed, and a thousand bells were rung at the same time, weaving together a huge and complex music theory unimaginable to mortals.

The countless music theories run in this steel city, like the blood flowing in the shell of a giant.

At that moment, this city finally opened its eyes.

It's like a messenger of God has finally come to earth.

Behind Ye Qingxuan, the burning holy emblem suddenly swelled, suspended between heaven and earth, like an artificial sun!

This is a power that only the Red Kings of the past have been able to wield.

Even if it's just a prologue, it's enough to make people call the root of the musician's seven systems, the power represented by the sacred cauldron!

"Holy, holy, holy!"

In front of the scorching sun-like burning emblem, Ye Qingxuan was immersed in the magnificent movement, and along with the voice in his heart, he roared and announced, making the thunderous shouts resound between heaven and earth!

"In the name of the Holy Spirit and fire, baptize the species of vipers!"

"Go and break them with a rod of iron, and break them to pieces like a potter's earthenware!"

In the prologue of the Ninth Symphony, with the Holy City Barrier as the shell, the spirituality poured into Ye Qingxuan's consciousness, making him detach from the narrow human perspective and be endowed with infinite light and infinite heat, overlooking the world!

"Tell those who are here, and tell those who are not, that this is the only righteousness and gospel in the world!

- Whoever dies for this is saved!"

He stretched out his hand.

And so, over the earth, the trumpets roared.

Countless burners rose from the ground like a forest, silver nails fell from the sky, bursting with cold light, and then purifying flames erupted from the stake.

From here, to there.

One end of the earth, to the other side of the earth.

As far as the eye can see, everything is a burning fire.

It was as if the Day of Judgment had fallen on the earth, and a fire erupted from the silent earth, giving all sinners equal and merciful purification!

Ye Qingxuan raised his head, and behind him, the wheel of the Burning Earth Holy Emblem was running, like steel rubbing, bursting out with a magnificent loud sound.

So, the enchantment oscillated.

Rising from the central sanctuary, the roaring melody runs through the active layer, the creation layer, the formation layer, and the outflow layer, and endless light flows out of the chakra.

It's like a waterfall.

The light poured into the barrier, swept vertically and horizontally, igniting the black clouds in the sky, burning through the dark fog in the abyss, and completely destroying all demons!

Until finally, it went upstream, and then towards the huge shadow of the tree that obscured the sky......

- Throw your sword!

As the holy scriptures say: Prepare God's Word and straighten His paths. Just because the kingdom of heaven is near, God will cast the sword of righteous judgment on the earth from the open gate!

The blade of the sword turned in all directions, glowing with light and flame, forward! forward!

If there is the earth in front, it will run through the earth, and in front of it is the sky, and the sky will be set on fire. To break through the nine layers of hell, to tear through the endless abyss. Burn up all iniquity!

Rumble!

A large fissure that ran through the front and back emerged from the torso of the black branch of the abyss.

Above the torso, Monty's strange face had been completely burned to ashes, and only a terrible cry spread with the drawn figure.

Immediately after, endless light rushed out from the inside of the black branches of the abyss.

From the inside out, completely tear that projection to smithereens, sweeping away all the abyssal haze!

Monty's projection in the physical realm was utterly destroyed, losing its last foothold.

In the sea of ether, the massive trunk that runs through the material and aetheric realms crumbles inch by inch. Even the body far away in the abyss has suffered indelible and tragic wounds.

The abyss boiled, and the black branches of the abyss, rooted in the deepest depths, hissed, pulled out a dead branch that was as white as bones, and threw it towards the material world with hatred!

Target, Ye Qingxuan!

It was a part of Monty's torn off his own body, absorbing thousands of years of corruption, evil thoughts, and even a branch of corruption that could only grow from a wisp of origin dyeing of the Hundred Eyes.

Since its birth, Monty has only grown a total of three roots.

The dagger that was originally given to Ludovic to assassinate the Pope is just one of them!

Now, the dignified dark ministers have capsized in Ye Qingxuan's gutter, and even made a stupid mistake than Paganini, which suddenly made him crazy, and he wanted to leave Ye Qingxuan a lesson that he would never forget!

But in front of Ye Qingxuan, the brilliance of the enchantment flowed and condensed out of thin air.

The melody of the Requiem resounded throughout the Holy City.

Holy! Holy!

The Ninefold Sacred Realm was formed in an instant, and there was even an enchantment blocking in front of it that gathered the power of all the bell towers in the Holy City.

In an instant, the rotten branches burst through the air.

Along the way, the Aether Sea was temporarily dyed with a dark green glow.

Immediately afterward, countless bright lights shone and annihilated.

The Holy City shook, and the light on the huge barrier flowed, resisting the impact of the corrupt branch. But the branch was alive, and it could even be said to be a doppelganger of Monty, and it had gouged away the prestige of its coming, and even gave up most of its power, turning into a wisp of black light, swimming like a living snake.

Seeing the stitches, it was like taking root from a boulder, drilling into the weak point of the connection between music theory, penetrating the enchantment, and coming towards Ye Qingxuan's nature.

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan's holy realm was penetrated one after another.

One, two, three......

But as the realm shattered, new realms were born. Ye Qingxuan touched the music theory of the bell tower, as if thousands of masters were resonating with him, and in a short moment, he didn't know how many fields collapsed and were reborn.

Eventually, the realm had become a long and narrow one, like a box, nesting the faint wisps of black light into it.

Immobile.

It's like a dragon trapped in a shoal, a tiger in a cage.

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and pressed it on the rotten black branch through the Holy Realm-Nature Interference!

As a result, the corrupt branches that contained the essence of Timon's music theory, and even the essence of the abyss, trembled, curled angrily and twitched in the 'box', but they still couldn't get rid of Ye Qingxuan's music theory.

Until the end, with the collapse of the Holy Realm, it transformed into a phantom of a withered branch, and fell into Ye Qingxuan's hands, being played with by him over and over again.

"Good stuff. He stared at the furious Monti in the Aether Realm, smiled and waved, "It's a shame to give such a good gift before you leave."

Go well, don't send. ”

Roar!!!

The figure of the black branch of the abyss dissipated.

Heaven and earth fell into complete silence.

It was only at this time that Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and gasped tiredly.

Finally......

It's over?

No, not really.

The main lord hasn't shown his face yet, but just drove away a little minion, so don't talk about this kind of joke.

It's not even the beginning for the real parties.

Rao was like this, and Ye Qingxuan's heart couldn't help but rise with a sense of pride.

The blow just now destroyed the projection of the abyssal black branch in the material realm, and even sent this dark minister back into the ether realm.

This is the second dark prince in Ye Qingxuan's hands.

Monty said that there are already four dark ministers in the abyss who hate him to the bone, I really don't know who he has offended except Paganini, if the two incarnations of the Hundred Eyes are also included in the dark secretaries, he now regards himself as a thorn in the side of the abyss boss...... There are already six?

Even Ye Qingxuan himself felt incredible.

Hell yes.

It was only then that the abundant strength and infinite energy faded like a tide and dissipated without a trace. With the end of the Ninth Symphony, the prologue, he also broke away from that wonderful state.

Recalling the few tens of seconds just now, it was like a hallucination.

Ye Qingxuan seems to be incarnated as a god, manipulating the earth, water, fire, and wind, and controlling the meaning of everything. But now, the memories that were originally clear are quickly blurring.

It's like a dissipated dream.

But at least......

He looked down at the final authority in his hand.

The Holy City Barrier that has been repaired is still in his own hands.

"Such a big battle, it didn't even lead you out?"

He opened his eyes from the core of the central sanctuary, stretched out his hands, pressed on the keys that surrounded him in all directions, and whispered:

"Then let me see...... Where the hell are you hiding?"

As the pair of hands flicked nimbly, the organ roared.

In the central sanctuary, in the underground machine room, there was a loud bang again, and the hot steam rushed through the pipes like a torrent, penetrating the layers of diverter valves and pipes, and then hitting the reeds, causing the reeds to burn red, tremble, and burst out with a sharp sound.

Thousands of sharp voices overlapped each other, like the hub of the enchantment, deploying resources from all over the place, gathering in front of Ye Qingxuan.

It wasn't until the end that he once again saw the vast nebula of the Central Temple. (To be continued.) )