Chapter 532 Courage

Chapter 533 Courage

The low melody of the harpsichord flowed out like a stream, and the melodious melody lingered between heaven and earth, but it made the Third Prince's expression more bitter.

Ten steps back.

Ten more steps.

Until a hundred steps away, he felt that the music theory in his body finally resumed operation and was no longer chaotic.

The music theory itself has gravity.

The more stable and powerful the movement, the more terrible gravity it has. It doesn't even need to operate, just existing, it is enough to destroy the rest.

The Third Prince, who was praised as a saint in ten years, was now retreating step by step under Bach's melody, sweating profusely. Only deep shock and panic were left in his heart.

Just when the piano sounded, all the music theory in his body seemed to be out of his control, echoing the melody. Just like the dust in front of the resonance box, it was out of control.

Even if it was just a moment of negligence, he would probably be crushed by the resonance of his own music theory.

Only after he retreated a hundred steps did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

And right where Bach was, the turbulent ether had almost replaced the existence of matter. Before the scepter was revealed, it had already transformed the surroundings into the etheric world.

The rules replaced by music theory, as the sound of the piano was running, covered the laws and rules of reality, using this huge snowfield as an altar to manifest wonders.

As the sound of the piano echoed, countless roars sounded in the sky.

In the iron cloud with metallic light, there were burning stars breaking through the clouds!

On each star, there was a unique and terrifying ether fluctuation. Hundreds of stars, that is, hundreds of chapters of the scepter!

That is the Holy Spirit!

All the 170 Holy Spirits in this world are here!

Each of them was once a powerful man in the world, a musician who dominated the world, and each of them had a unique understanding of music theory and an unyielding pursuit.

But now, those burning lights were unified by Bach's melody.

The power of all people was gathered together.

Water and fire, heaven and earth, war and peace, love and hatred, anger and peace... those countless conflicting elements actually coexisted harmoniously at this moment...

They were included in a huge theme and tone, without distinction!

"As expected of the King of Blue."

The third prince murmured softly, feeling powerless.

The musicians who were crowned as the King of Blue and inherited the name of Bach in all dynasties were the strongest indisputable, the musicians among musicians, the kings among kings.

The key lies in the "spirit" that unified all elements and music theory under his command.

There are thousands of musicians, and there are thousands of roads. Some roads go in opposite directions, and some roads lead to the same destination, but geniuses and strong people can emerge on every road.

But Bach's strength lies in the fact that he encompassed all the complicated pursuits and paths under the theme of self, summarized them, and constructed a terrible creativity beyond imagination.

Not confused by the changes in music theory, he integrated countless elements into one, controlled them under the same theme, and reached the realm of the source!

From structure to purity, from purity to essence!

Those who are entangled in gains and losses cannot understand the overall situation, and those who focus on themselves will never be able to appreciate the spirit of embracing everything in their arms.

It's like... embracing the whole world!

Everything in this world is with me!

Only with such qualifications can one smoothly and easily mobilize the source of music theory represented by the Blue King and control the huge system founded by the Holy Cauldron.

——Turn the entire music theory system into his own music!

Until this time, the low melody of the harpsichord has resounded between heaven and earth, and the ethereal hymn echoed between ice and blood, solemn and sacred.

Countless stars were embedded in this magnificent movement, stirring each other, bursting out a huge power like the sun, echoing on the snowfield, rising from the nine lands to the sky.

Everywhere.

"In compliance with the order of the Holy See, we are handed over to the Blue King."

The Holy Spirit, who was in the lead, wore a silver crown, walked out of the burning flames, half-knelt in front of Bach, holding the solemn ancient sword in both hands.

"Everything for the Holy City."

The ancient sword rang.

It was the sword of the popes of all generations, the majesty and glory of the Holy City.

——The Gate of Heaven!

"Everything for this world."

Bach whispered solemnly, holding up the fragments of the Gate of Heaven and destiny, and held them high: "The killings in the past, today and tomorrow are for justice and justice, and what is followed is the will of God."

"——Please protect us here and don't go astray."

Collapse!

The cold cracking sound rang in everyone's ears, like the sound of God's bell.

At the same time, there was an endless burst of light.

Everyone stepped back involuntarily, covering their eyes, not daring to look directly at the terrible majesty that seemed to be the coming of heaven.

In the overlapping light of hundreds of scorching suns, the Gate of Heaven and the fragments of fate clanged and collided.

The sword of the Gate of Heaven shattered and fell apart, and the long sword representing the majesty and glory of the Holy City turned into dust that was blown away by the wind. Instead, there was a fierce light rising from it.

The fierce light merged with the fragments of fate, and the light almost condensed into substance, held high in Bach's hands.

The music roared.

Countless holy spirits burst out melodies, playing a sacred sad song!

Passion!

With hundreds of scepters as the movement, the human musician system operated vigorously under Bach's mobilization, like a miracle coming, playing this movement representing God's compassion!

Bach is burning.

Cyan flames rose in his body.

At this moment, he had risen out of the human body and sublimated into a brand new existence. The burning flames gathered on the top of his head, transforming into a real crown of thorns.

"May the Lord have mercy on you."

He stared at the end of the sky, murmured softly, and pushed the magnificent movement to reach its climax!

At this moment, the whole world seemed to have plunged into darkness. Because all the light gathered in Bach's hand and turned into the spear of flame!

The material world and the etheric world are also in turmoil!

The violent waves of the Aether Sea spread from here to all directions in an instant, covering the human world in an instant. Then, it broke through the blockade and rushed into the dark world, all the way to the end.

Heaven and earth are intoxicated in this symphony.

“May all glory and power and the kingdom of heaven be yours.”

Bach stared at the burning light in his hands, as if declaring the truth: "—forever!"

The next moment, the light came out of his hand.

It was like the sky and the earth were torn apart in an instant.

There is no way to observe where that ray of light is going from. We can only judge its trajectory through the unknown number of music theories that are annihilated in it.

Everything is frozen, still, everything is contained in the light, moving forward, in the still world, only the light is running at an incredible speed.

southward.

Towards the center of the world!

Head to the Holy City!

Following the guidance of the Red King, he flew towards the crack in the abyss.

In just an instant, it passed through the sea of ​​boiling ether that was thousands of miles away and descended from the sky.

Stab into the abyss!

"■■■■■■!!!"

In this frozen time, between the giant's closed hands, veins popped up on Ludovic's face, inhuman notes burst out from his mouth, and the abyss erupted.

The dark light flowed out from it like a waterfall, rolling back into the sky.

It is struggling crazily, wanting to leave here, wanting to close the rift, wanting to get rid of the shackles, temporarily collapsing into chaos again, returning to 'nothing', and disappearing in the etheric realm.

Only in this way can we avoid the blazing light cast by the combined power of Bach and all the Holy Spirit.

This is the last piercing of the Spear of Destiny!

The brilliant divine power is condensed in it, and the music theory created by the three most ancient kings roars, burns, and bursts out with endless light and heat.

It's like turning the scorching sun into a weapon and throwing it into the dark abyss.

To penetrate all obstacles, to destroy all obstacles, to completely destroy the enemies of gods!

Faced with this unprecedented pressure, the Hundred-Eyed Man entrenched in the abyss finally could not sit still.

In the abyss of the blowout, ink-like darkness rose up, and in an instant, it filled the entire sky, turbulent, condensed, until finally, it transformed into pitch-black clouds.

The clouds seemed frozen, like iron, and the irregular crystals full of edges shone with electric light. The Holy City's barrier, which was able to resist natural disasters head-on, was instantly destroyed by the terrifying gravity emitted by him.

In the Holy City, the unprotected musicians exploded in an instant.

Condensed and intertwined with the purest music theory, the Hundred-Eyed Man revealed his most common face, and the power that reached the divine realm circulated from it, bursting out a terrifying movement unimaginable by ordinary people.

Stimulated by the Spear of Destiny, He projected his power into the material world at all costs, constantly strengthening this body, intending to withstand this terrifying blow.

But at the same time, he discovered that some unprecedented touch emerged from his own existence. It's like a viral infection that occupies the reaction center, causing delays in operation and stuck connections...

This was just a weak 'noise', but the noise appeared in a crucial place, causing the Wanren Mountain to fall short. Just as a lifelike fly is carved into the face of the icon, a child's random graffiti appears on the master's painting.

It's just...a mouse droppings ruining a pot of soup!

The moment the noise appears, it interferes with all music theory and affects the embodiment of the body. Even the movement of the movement became faintly unstable, and for the first time in his life, Hundred Eyes experienced the feeling of "the movement is out of control".

And the source of this noise...

Within the seal, Ludovic suddenly roared: "■■■■!!!"

"It's 'fear'."

Ye Lanzhou smiled and replied: "Don't worry, it's not my fault. It's very simple. You are just scared."

The Hundred-Eyed Man was furious and roared wildly.

"Don't worry."

Ignoring the anger that tore him apart thousands of times, Ye Lanzhou smiled and reached out to Ludovic: "Being born as a human being, you experience pain, but there are still various pleasures that you haven't had time to enjoy."

"Smile."

He said, "Smile at life."

At that moment, in the seal, Ludovic's distorted face twitched, but the corners of his mouth...involuntarily outlined a weak arc.

Laughed.

"The existence of human nature originates from 'fear', fear of fire, fear of beasts, fear of death... It is precisely because of this knowledge that human beings have courage."

Ye Lanzhou said calmly: "Do you feel that you have suddenly gained confidence? Don't be afraid, humans are just dust, the so-called holy city is just a piece of dirt, the Spear of Destiny is nothing, it can't even hurt you. Stupid humans don't believe it, let them try."

In the sky, the dark clouds suddenly shrank by half, as if they were about to dissipate. In the abyss, tens of thousands of eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of contempt.

A mere human...