"I'm sorry, Mr. Holmes, let's just go head-to-head. This new body has not yet been transformed, and its combat effectiveness is simply not worth mentioning...... But I'm a black musician, you won't be surprised to sneak up on it vilely and shamelessly, will you?"

He muttered in his mouth, lowered his head, looked at the metal heart in his hand, and a chill flashed in his eyes: "Since you are not at the resonance level, then let's have a 'heart duel' in a dignified manner!"

In his hand, the pounding heart was suddenly clenched.

A sharp voice burst out, resonating with Ye Qingxuan's heart, which was a heart sound attack that threw away all appearances and directly acted on life itself.

A fundamental rivalry between musicians and musicians!

In an instant, the melody in Ye Qingxuan's hand stagnated, his face turned blue, and then turned red again, like blood boiling. The aether in his hand dissipated almost instantly.

Naberis laughed, played the odd-shaped instrument in his hand, and constantly controlled Ye Qingxuan's newly formed heart, beating wildly, until it fell apart!

The four remaining black musicians seized the opportunity and roared violently, singing the dark music of the Catinuk dossier, and they all manifested their true colors, calling out demons and abyssal powers, and swept towards the sluggish boy.

But in the next moment, Ye Qingxuan raised his eyes and smiled toothily.

"Lie to you. ”

Rumble!

The stagnant melody erupted again, this time accompanied by the fire of the barren mountain night, and the roar of Indra's Eye, and in an instant, the torrent of riot swept by, completely engulfing the figures of the four men.

The instrument in Naberis's hand exploded, a huge gap in his face, and flesh and blood blurred. He looked at the fragments embedded in his palm in disbelief, and a hint of astonishment appeared in his eyes.

Over the years, he has relied on this technique to destroy countless musicians' hearts. But this time. The musical instrument he made was actually destroyed by Ye Qingxuan's resonance?!

Before he could react, layers of burners roared and rolled up flames, sweeping in. His figure suddenly diverged, and six shadows flew out to flash the night of the barren mountain, but it was in the rolling flames. The young man's figure flashed suddenly, and his palm pressed down—sighing and shaking.

Rumble!

His body flew out and smashed into the wall, pierced by the last silver spike. The flames did not erupt, and they restrained him so hard that he could not break free.

"Heartbeats...... Didn't work?"

He let out a hoarse voice and stared at the young man in front of him, "Why?"

"If you want to ask why......"

Ye Qingxuan looked down at his chest.

In that chasm, the heart beat slowly like crystals. It swallowed blood and ether and glowed with a dreamy moonlight.

"--Probably because I'm hard-hearted. ”

“......”

Naberis was stunned, choked up the black blood, and squeezed out a self-deprecating smile: "I lost, I lost completely...... Unfortunately, there is no winner in this game. ”

"What the hell does Gavin want to do?"

Ye Qingxuan asked in a cold voice, "That thing, the incarnation of God...... Why the hell are you here?"

"Didn't you already guess that? Mr. Holmes. Why do you ask me?"

Naberis struggled to raise his head and look at the dark shadow that seemed to fill the heavens and the earth in the distance. "Behold, God has come...... The existence of you and me, for that kind of monster that is out of specification, is not even comparable to dust......

You've failed, Mr. Holmes. In this game, the winner takes all. It's a pity that mortals like us are not even desserts. ”

He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and the fragments of internal organs spat out of his mouth, bleeding from his seven orifices. The body is torn apart.

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

Naberis ruined his last chance of life!

"Don't be surprised that such a choice ...... It's not worth your frown. ”

He lowered his eyes and uttered a voice with the last of his strength: "Humanity is born in bondage, and a self-proclaimed clever creature like me has struggled for sixty years, but has never been able to free himself.

Luckily, I still have ...... The freedom to choose death.

Mr. Holmes, where would I be waiting for you if there was Hades... Hopefully, there, we can be ...... Become a ......"

“...... Friend. ”

Naberis's head drooped, and the last breath was cut off.

He's dead.

Ye Qingxuan looked at him sluggishly, his outstretched hand stiffened in the air, and behind him, in the deepest part of Avalon's shadow, there was an earth-shattering roar.

Tragic crevices emerge from the earth, staggered.

Even the depths of the ocean were shaken, and a tsunami erupted.

As he marched forward, the Lord of Darkness was finally unable to suppress the repulsive power of Avalon's Shadow.

No matter how small he was to suppress himself, he couldn't avoid the arrival of this boundary.

- This is King Arthur's land of scepters, and the conflict between them has been tense to the limit. When the spring is compressed to the limit, it bounces.

The aftermath of the intertwining and collapse of music theory distorts the material world. But he didn't stop, and continued to move on, towards the heart of the Shadow Realm.

One step, two steps......

Ye Qingxuan's face changed suddenly, and he was almost suppressed and out of breath: the great enchantment full of holes could no longer support the impact of the aftermath, and it was about to collapse.

Now the barrier is almost equivalent to most of his body, and once the barrier falls apart again, then he himself will be completely beaten back to his original form, and maybe he will be hit hard.

"It's all this time, shaman, you don't expect me to kill the gods for you, do you?" Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth, his body trembled, and he was almost seized by the terrible back that stood up for the sky.

But I couldn't help but feel a little worried in my heart.

Since this group of black musicians is so unscrupulous, the movement in the House will definitely not be small.

For so many years, those guys secretly didn't know how many places they had infiltrated. Hundreds of years of savings, whether it is connections or force, if they no longer care about the royal family and decide to use all their strength to fight back, then the current Avalon will definitely be in chaos.

Shamans are afraid to ...... It's hard to protect yourself!――

Avalon at the moment. It's dark.

As an important defense unit of Avalon, the Great Barrier was activated at the moment of collapse, and the nine gates were slammed shut to isolate the inside and outside.

Downtown, Midtown, and Uptown, the whole city is divided into sixteen sections. From the inside out, completely isolated.

The brightly lit city was instantly dimmed, and the faint light of the fire flickered, illuminating the steel armor of the streets of the lower city.

The heavily armored garrison marched through the streets, faithfully following orders. The power that has infiltrated the military department for so many years has been completely mobilized, uprooting the shaman's strongholds on the streets one by one.

This is no longer a street fight, but an outright war. In front of the regular legion, any resistance looks comical and ridiculous.

Throughout the lower town, there was fire everywhere in the darkness.

In the light of the flame burning. The trumpets of the attack sounded, and the ironclad legions raised their spears and destroyed the guards and buildings.

Everywhere they passed, there was a cloud of ruins and dust, and all the rebels were pierced by spears, provoked, and thrown to the side of the street. The meandering blood left a red cordon that stung the eyes.

In between hastiness. The violent groups in the lower city could not gather any decent resistance, and one by one they were easily crushed. Melted into the wreckage everywhere.

In the distance, loud noises rang out one after another, the terrifying sound of siege ballistas razing buildings to the ground. The screams could be faintly heard, and then they stopped abruptly, leaving only the muffled sound of the iron armor rubbing. 、

The sound of iron echoed through the chaotic darkness.

There was also the sound of blood dripping.

In the messy alley, another iron armor was disassembled, and there was a huge hole in its chest. Blood bursts out. A broken heart was crushed by an invisible palm.

Ghosthand gasped and roared.

Rumble!

The iron armor flew upside down, smashed into the crowd, and overturned the rushing soldiers.

He took a deep breath of rancid air, the smell of the ocean and the smell of decay in the sewers. It stabbed his lungs like the embers of a flame.

Just breathing, and with it, brings burning pain.

His gray hair was stained red with blood, his shirt was torn and the grim scars underneath were exposed, and the slippery blood flowed on the invisible palm of his hand, outlining the shape of his severed arm.

The arm was amorphous, constantly conjuring up various shapes, sometimes like a human hand, sometimes like a beast's claw, and sometimes the five fingers were sharp and covered with scales, which was terrifying.

"For the fourth time. ”

He gasped, his legs trembling slightly: it looked really old, and this was only the fourth time......

In just a few minutes, the garrison had organized four attacks, but without exception, no matter how many soldiers in heavy iron armor rushed up in formation, they were all shattered in front of this old man like a wave crashing into a reef.

With a mill on the left and a warehouse for the steel mill on the right, this alley is sandwiched between two massive buildings, and the narrow terrain gives him the greatest advantage.

No matter how many people rush up, there will always be only a few of them he needs to face, so he can calmly face the battle, not afraid of the huge number of opponents.

It's a pity...... He can't go back.

Nor can anyone pass through here......

He roared, stepped forward, rubbed the blade of the sword and squeezed into the soldier's arms, the invisible ghost hand suddenly sank into the neck, the crisp sound burst out, the cervical vertebrae shattered, and the soldier's neck suddenly snapped off.

Immediately, the soldier's body shook violently, several large holes exploded in his back, and the head of the crossbow bolt pierced out of his chest and stuck in the iron armor, only a thin line away from his eyes.

He bent down and dodged the blade of the sword, clasped his hands together, and twisted the blade violently, the blade shattered, and as his palm moved forward, it pierced into the eye socket of the armor, breaking through the skull and getting stuck in his brain.

Another soldier fell.

Immediately after, a large sword slashed at his shoulder, wedged deep into his bones. The ghost hand roared, and the invisible palm twisted, tearing off the soldier's head as if it had no joints, and slamming it to the ground.

The wind was howling, and the armor-piercing arrow had already flown in front of him, clenched by the invisible palm. Sparks flew, finally grazing his cheek and nailing it into the chest of the soldier behind him.

In the rain of blood, a cold light of sword blades and a loud sound of confusion.

Roars came and went.

But in the end, standing in the alley, there was only an old man stained red with blood.

With difficulty, he pulled out the dagger that had been stabbed into his leg and stood up with the corpse piled up in two layers, staring at Ingmar with a chilling look in his eyes.

"Ingmar, you've wasted too much time. ”

In the street behind Ingmar, a man in a gray cloak raised his head. Ingmar shuddered and stammered, "Mr. Ma, Mr. Sparrow, I'm just ...... Mr. Robin made me ......"

"That's enough, Robin isn't there, I'm the head of the House. ”

The sparrow crossed over him, glancing coldly at the encircled ghost hand, and the gaze passed through him, through the wall, and into the dark room, his brow furrowed.

"Is that dying old fellow a shaman?" he sneered, "I always thought he was hidden, but I didn't expect it...... It's really dying, tsk, disappointing. ”

He raised his hand: "Don't scruple about it, release the arrow!"

And so, a tiny and tingling voice sounded from the darkness.

There are slightly fewer updates recently, I'm sorry, let's have more tomorrow~ If you have a monthly pass and recommendation, don't look forward to voting~ (To be continued.) )