Chapter 583 The Evil of Human Nature (Part 2)

Chapter 584 The Evil of Human Nature (Part 2)

"What are you planning again?"

Hearing Mephisto's words, Stone couldn't help laughing and waved his hands: "No, no, don't think about it."

But Mephistopheles still didn't let down his guard, looking straight at him:

"Mr. Stone, Angelou is already miserable enough. Don't mess with it anymore."

"...I don't even call you teacher anymore."

Shi Dong sighed, "Am I such a cruel person?"

Mephistopheles snorted, "Isn't the Inquisition such a cruel place?"

"Mephisto, you know us well, but not enough. After all, you have never been one of us."

"Yeah, because conscience is getting in the way."

"No, because of cowardice."

Stone looked at him: "You have witnessed the life of a monster with your own eyes, so you are afraid that you will be regarded as a monster by others, so you have never understood the real Inquisition."

"Since this world is the land God promised to mankind, then what we have is the madness promised by God."

Stone said calmly: "Mephisto, we are madmen, yes, we will do whatever it takes and there is no lower limit. If we are suspected of colluding with the devil, we will burn even a child to death without hesitation.

Humans fear us because we are evil.

But humans need us, because this evil is necessary and meaningful, and there must always be someone to practice the ugliness of human nature - this is the meaning of the Inquisition.

If we want to do something, it must be something that humans need us to do, even if it is despised by others.

We are monsters created by humans, the evil of human nature that is opposed to kindness, and are also driven by human justice. We use the morality trampled under our feet to judge monsters and measure the starry sky.

This is how monsters live - if not, what's the difference between us and monsters? "

Mephistopheles was silent for a long time and shook his head: "In the final analysis, it is just a high-sounding cliche... I don't think Ye Qingxuan can accept your methods and ideas."

"Don't underestimate him, Mephisto."

Shi Dong disagreed: "Your specialty is Mu Shou believers, so you can see into the weak points of their hearts, but Ye Qingxuan is different from others - if we are monsters, then he is my chosen king of monsters.

He has weaknesses and many weaknesses, but he has witnessed the evil of his own human nature. He has looked directly at his own desires and ugliness, and he has done better than anyone else and is stronger than anyone else. "

"Just wait, he will save this country and take back everything he deserves."

"at all costs."

——

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was still dark.

A carriage stopped at the end of Queen's Road, at the entrance to Uptown.

The white-haired young man stepped out of the carriage, raised his head, and looked up at the dark sky and the huge seal with a faint glow. Then, he moved forward and entered the penalty area.

A roaring sound sounded in the sky.

The burning wings of light fell and hit the ground with a loud roar and a hurricane.

The great knight in Archangel armor raised his head, his eyes above his faceplate glowing with cold red light.

"who?"

Ye Qingxuan flicked his fingers, and the copper emblem flew up and drew an arc. He was caught by the knight and saw the emblem of the Holy Emblem in Fire on it.

"Inquisition, Grand Inquisitor, Ye Qingxuan."

Ye Qingxuan looked at him and said, "Inform Mr. Haydn for me - I am a junior and am here to ask for advice."

The great knight looked at him for a while, put away his coat of arms, and rose into the air without saying a word.

Soon, the blocked door was opened.

"plz follow me."

The Knights of the Round Table walked out of it and led him the way.

The terrifying hot wind blew against my face.

Along the road were dead streets, with only the sonorous sound of the patrolling Knights of the Round Table walking. There were no fires or burning things, but being in them made people feel hot and sweaty.

That is the high temperature generated by the flow of huge amounts of ether.

After walking through the gate, Ye Qingxuan's musician sensed that the entire Shangcheng District seemed to be enveloped by the scorching sun. The sea of ​​ether seems to have become a loophole here, and torrent is introduced all the time, moving along the huge matrix and becoming part of the huge movement.

--"Genesis"!

Based on the Great Barrier of Avalon and extracting massive amounts of ether, the huge realm created by "Genesis" has enveloped the entire uptown area.

Just by sensing it remotely, you will have the fearful illusion that you are falling into the corona.

After walking half a circle around the entire upper city, he finally saw the old man who directed the royal musicians to strengthen the seal.

Modern Saint, Haydn.

"Is it Ye Qingxuan?"

From a distance, he saw the visitor, wiped his sweat, and waved to Ye Qingxuan: "Come here, there is nothing to avoid here."

When ordinary musicians are playing, due to the core music theory and secret methods, they often don't like others to watch. What's more, the saints who directly inherit the holy name are themselves the embodiment of music theory, and what they master is the essence of human music theory. No prying eyes allowed.

But now that he heard what Haydn said, Ye Qingxuan walked straight into the venue without any excuses.

He had already been in contact with Ye Qingxuan during the last Shadow of Avalon incident, and he also admired this young musician who was gifted with the leading role in the Forbidden Way.

But he didn't expect that when they met again, this young man, whom he praised as the giant of the forbidden school in thirty years, had already become a master, and was named archbishop by the Holy City. His status was equal to his own, and he was even ordered to re-establish the Inquisition to fight against demons and natural disasters.

In just a few months.

It exceeded everyone's imagination...

"Master Haydn."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, but did not perform the audience ceremony. Due to his status, he could not bow to Haydn.

Haydn smiled and praised: "You did a great job last night. The first battle of the Inquisition's comeback has made a name for itself."

"It's still a long way to go."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "The death of one or two descendants will not hurt Leviathan at all."

Haydn didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand and pointed to the huge barrier beside him - "Genesis".

"You are here to see this, right?"

"That's right."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, "How bad is the situation in the upper city now?"

Haydn shook his head, "See for yourself."

He waved his hand.

The ancient scroll suspended in the sky slowly closed, the disguise of Genesis was put away, revealing the true appearance of the forbidden land.

The first thing you see is the black mist, like the ashes of a burnt-out fire, floating in the upper city, covering everything. Everything became dim and difficult to see clearly.

But outside the upper city, Ye Qingxuan saw the whole picture clearly.

It was still a deserted street, but a large area of ​​buildings had collapsed.

Blood vessels like vines grew in it, spreading from the deepest palace to the surroundings, even taking root in the rocks, pulsating slowly.

In the pulsation of the blood, a dark red light rose, thousands of threads, rolling in the sky, extending beyond Avalon, and sinking into the endless white mist.

They are one.

The fog and the sea are monsters. The land and rocks of Avalon have been transformed into its flesh and blood, and the pulsating blood-red rainbow light is its red veins...

The entire Upper City has become a living thing.

"Leviathan is inside."

Haydn whispered, "It has broken through the second seal and is reviving - the rocks and steel have been corroded by its breath and have begun to activate."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, then raised his head and asked, "Is there no way to destroy it?"

"Destruction is not what I am good at."

Haydn shook his head, "Genesis can only create a false world that accommodates it, and forcibly create a fault in the etheric world.

I can turn it into an extremely harsh environment. In fact, I have done so - you should be able to feel the interference of the nature in it.

The Cup of Hope is here with me. All the air inside has been replaced with fierce poison. The temperature changes from morning to night every day, with a temperature difference of thousands of degrees... and other harsh conditions. I have turned it into hell.

But the activity of the body of the natural disaster is too terrible. It has even evolved resistance to my settings. The only sword in the stone and the fallen iron that can cause damage to it have been lost in it..."

Ye Qingxuan nodded.

In the final analysis, Genesis is not a movement that brings destruction.

Saint Haydn is good at ultra-wide-area music theory construction, and his original intention is to develop and adjust the "black area" in the dark world, rather than to destroy it.

"It would be great if Wagner or Tchaikovsky were here."

Haydn couldn't help but sigh, "What a pity..."

Unfortunately, neither of them can come to Anglu.

Saint Wagner inherited the chapter of "Valkyrie", which is known as the "incarnation of war". He possesses the "divinity" that is superior to all beasts in the summoning school, and commands the mythical Valkyrie Corps. Just one person can be worth hundreds of troops.

But as early as dozens of days ago, he had already gone to the dark world to assist the Blue King in "border patrol", deterring other natural disasters and defending the border of the human world.

Among the saints, Tchaikovsky's special performance is the same as Haydn's, and it is also the forbidden school of "ultra-wide-area interference", but unlike Haydn, he is good at "destruction" which is completely opposite to "creation".

Let’s not talk about the hidden symphony “Pathetique” and so on.

Once the overture “1812 Overture” is played, it will create a vacuum hell of thousands of miles. In the violent interference of nature, no object can survive.

However, the previous generation of Tchaikovsky is dead...

There are no descendants or students, and no suitable people can inherit his mantle. The new generation of ‘Tchaikovsky’ has not been selected at all.

Otherwise, the Caucasus region that he should guard would not be defeated in the attack of the Eagle Wing Mother...

The situation is really terrible.

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his forehead, "How long do we have?"

Haydn smiled, full of helplessness and self-mockery.

"Who knows?"