Chapter 113: Majestic

Chapter 114 Majestic

In an instant, as the girl clenched her fingers and tightened her black gloves, a deafening drum sound came from the void. The drum sound was like violent thunder.

The thunder exploded, pulling the rhythm of everyone's heart into an irresistible beat. On her wrist, the tiny bells of the bracelet vibrated wildly, and the tiny and crisp sounds gathered together, turning into a whistling sound like a raging wind.

In just a moment, the sound of thunder and storm suddenly arose, and evolved into a melody with the rhythm. There was no prelude, no brewing, and the melody poured out in all directions without warning.

It was like the majestic momentum of thousands of troops marching, and the majestic majesty of the emperor's coronation.

In the blink of an eye, this inconspicuous little girl seemed to be standing in front of the throne, with an arrogant and stern look in her eyes, no longer smiling, but... Majestic!

Changing factions. Majestic. The first march!

Suddenly, how many musicians need to spend a lot of effort to lay the groundwork and guide the rising peak suddenly, accompanied by the violent force known as "Zhaodang" descending into this world.

The emperor is crowned, the emperor is majestic, and the voice of urging to crush all resistance!

For a moment, the terrifying flames lit up from the girl's pupils.

This piece of music composed by Saint Elgar symbolizes the glorious scene when Arthur founded the kingdom and was crowned as king in the past.

The Pope with the meaning of God put a halo on Arthur, implying that he has become the apostle of God in the world, controlling the power of God and sweeping away all evil demons.

All musicians who play this melody will be crowned with the apostle halo and temporarily become the existence of controlling divine power.

This symbol is the halo rising above the girl's head, which radiates thunder and lightning in all directions, giving her incredible power.

Even if she only played hastily, she used her talent to forcibly play this resonant melody beyond her level, and she temporarily became an existence that could not be resisted by human power.

"Shoot, shoot him to death!"

The Rat King screamed, but it was too late.

In an instant, Bai Xi disappeared from the spot, but under her feet, there appeared footprints deeply engraved into the stone slabs, and the footprints extended forward with terrible cracks.

In the magnificent and solemn music, the girl came with lightning and storm, and instantly overturned the two men who stood in front of the Rat King. Their bodies seemed to be thrown into the thundercloud storm in an instant, and were burned into a black and bloody mess by the scorching lightning.

The halo flashed and dimmed slightly.

Bai Xi entered again.

Just as the Rat King screamed, the Gorgon suddenly emerged from the void with a shriek, and opened her mouth to bite the girl.

The snake hair danced wildly, and the rainbow light in the snake's eyes shot out, shining on Bai Xi's face.

The light of the petrification curse was swept away by the thunder on the halo the moment it invaded Bai Xi's body. The power of the Holy Spirit was enough to completely evaporate any demon's curse.

Visibly, the halo above Bai Xi's head dimmed and burned faster, and there was not much time left.

Just as the Gorgon opened her mouth to bite, Bai Xi's eyes suddenly became irritable: "Go away!"

She clenched her right fist and punched forward with the surging sound of the bell on her wrist. The faint vortex gathered on this punch, and the air was compressed inch by inch, making a sound of broken glass.

Boom!

The shadow of the virtual Gorgon was actually blown away by this punch, and her body shook and flashed, and the snake hair on her head swelled and exploded, and blood and dirt burst. The blood and energy just drawn from the corpse was completely forcibly smashed out of its body by this punch!

The drum and bell sounds were scattered, and the halo above Bai Xi's head flickered, jumping like a candle in the wind.

The girl didn't care, but took this opportunity to step forward, raised her palm, and stretched it out to the Rat King in front of her... In an instant, Sam collapsed on the ground, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face, and screamed in fear.

But that hand did not burn him into a ball of charcoal, but instead tightened the mirror in his hand.

Then, the sound of the beckoning echoing in Bai Xi's body rushed into the mirror like a tide. Above her head, the halo was like a last ray of light, bursting and releasing a dazzling light.

The majestic march finally climbed to its highest peak.

On the mirror of the snake-haired ghost, the notes that lit up suddenly shone, undulating, as if seeing a natural enemy, and extinguished one by one.

It did not collapse under the pressure of external forces, but under the cover of the sound of the beckoning, the structure of all ether was changing wildly, and the properties began to become extremely unstable. It was just the last ether impact of the last dagger that instantly extinguished most of the notes on the mirror.

In mid-air, the snake-haired banshee who screamed and pounced on the girl flickered, and could only roar unwillingly and disappeared without a trace.

With the mirror of the snake-haired ghost in hand, Bai Xi took another step forward, clenched her fist, and smashed it down at the rat king in front of her. But the fist trembled in mid-air.

At that moment, the halo above Bai Xi's head exploded and extinguished.

The divine power of blessing disappeared without a trace.

She went from an apostle who wielded divine power to a little girl again, weak and powerless.

"Ah!"

Bai Xi screamed in pain as the fist fell.

This punch hit the sharp edge of the crossbow, cutting a hole, and blood flowed from the back of her hand, hurting.

Sam was stunned. His mind didn't have time to react, but he subconsciously raised the crossbow again and aimed it at the little girl in front of him:

"Don't move!"

Bai Xi, with a pale face, curled her lips and raised her hands helplessly: "I surrender, surrender and lose half, okay?"

The Rat King stared at her weak appearance, his eyes moved quickly, and the fear on his face was replaced by a grin before it could dissipate.

That look was extremely funny.

"Hehehe, so that's how it is... Are you his accomplice?"

He seemed to understand something, got up from the ground, pulled the girl's hair, pushed her to the ground, and then used a crossbow to point at her forehead, grinning:

"He can't resist the Gorgon, so he sent you to die? What other tricks do you have, just use them!"

Just now, when the majestic march sounded, the thugs who were already in a state of fear fled in all directions. The gangsters who had just joined the Rat Club didn't have the so-called loyalty at all.

Now, all those who stayed were his elite men. Seeing Bai Xi getting weak, he drew his sword and slowly approached.

"I didn't expect that he needed help. It seems that he is not as powerful as I thought."

The Rat King finally recovered from his fear and roared at the silent darkness around him: "I'll say it for the last time, get out! Otherwise I will kill her!"

"Give up."

Bai Xi sighed: "I'm just passing by, and I don't know that guy at all."

"It doesn't matter. After you appeared, he was afraid to attack me again, right?"

The Rat King pulled the girl's hair, pinched her tender face, and showed an obscene expression: "What a good little girl, it's a pity to die... If he doesn't come out, I can't guarantee what will happen next."

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that."

A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness.

"Stop talking nonsense, get out!"

Sam looked around with a fierce light in his eyes.

In the creeping darkness, a sigh came:

"Then, as you wish..."

-

The pale moonlight suddenly lit up, illuminating the cemetery full of resentment and darkness.

The moonlight fell on the broken tombstones, as if the tombstones also lit up the light from hell.

In the silence that suffocated everyone, a creaking sound sounded, as if the door of hell slowly opened. The rotten soil full of miasma turned up, as if the dead buried deep in the soil were waking up, reaching out to dig up the dusty tomb, wanting to bathe in the moonlight.

In the rolling rotten soil, the coffin slowly opened, and a thin shadow slowly walked out of the rotten soil.

Facing everyone's fearful eyes and crossbows, the shadow walked out of the darkness slowly.

Ming had just walked out of the coffin, but he looked like he was dressed up, wearing a weird and beastly dress, and the scales on his shoulders reflected the pale moonlight.

Holding a black cane and wearing a stale hat that looked like a burial object, he looked like he was going to a banquet - a banquet for demons!

His figure was thin, but with sharp edges, like a sharp outline twisted together by iron wire.

His face was hidden in the shadow under the edge of the hat, blurry.

He just smiled vaguely at all the living people.

So weird.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that the thing they feared in their hearts was hidden under their feet. But this made them even more unbelievable... Is the figure in front of them dead or alive...

Even if he is a musician, he is still a human being. Unless he transformed his body into an alien, how could he survive in a coffin under the rotten soil for so long?

"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency the Rat King."

Under the hat, a polite and hoarse greeting sounded. The voice was full of the rich elegance and emphasis that the nobles pursued, making people look outstanding and full of majesty, which made people feel fearful and dared not approach.

Behind him, where no one noticed, the boy quietly threw the fist-sized underwater breathing apparatus into the darkness.

If it weren't for this thing, he would have suffocated to death.

He originally planned to hide in the coffin and torture the Rat King after he completely collapsed, but he didn't expect that he still had such an alchemical equipment hidden, nor did he expect that Bai Xi would appear here because of his concern for him.

Plans always fail to keep up with changes, and he has become accustomed to it.

Now, the best way is to maintain his image as a mysterious black musician so that they dare not move without permission.

The Rat King looked at him, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, which was soon replaced by a ferocious look: "You dare to come out?"

"Why not?"

Ye Qingxuan laughed softly, "Isn't it to fulfill the previous agreement that we came here at night? Unfortunately, there was an accident in our game, so that the fun disappeared early."

On the word fun, he slightly emphasized, revealing a regret that was not satisfied.

The hoarse voice that originally made people feel that it was not in harmony with this boy, now sounded like the whisper of the dead, making those gangsters tremble slightly.

This seemingly gentlemanly figure exudes the aura of a monster.