Silent Crown

Chapter 370 Something Really Is Flying!

Chapter 370 Something Really Is Flying!

Colt's sudden return was a surprise to everyone, including the dark musicians, but even more so for Ye Qingxuan. However, he had no time to worry about the details. He must gain the upper hand and get rid of the dark musicians before they reacted!

Sparse notes sounded. Under the cool melody, moonlight rose and seeped into the restraining music score. Like water, it was instantly wiped away like water.

As something designed specifically to counter natural catastrophes, it was too easy for the moonlight to dissolve the dark musicians' shackles. Next, Ye Qingxuan's voice rang in every sleeping musician's mind. "Wake up!"

Everyone startled awake as if they were wacked in the head. There was no time to wait for them to recover. Ye Qingxuan unethically planted the hint that all dark musicians were enemies, causing them to start attacking without even thinking. They were going to fight anyway. This was just faster.

However, what was beyond his expectations was Colt's speed. He never thought that this guy would be so skilled in fighting. Within a few snaps of the finger, Colt floated like a ghost past two dark musicians, leaving cuts on their throats.

Their blood instantly evaporated and spewed from the cut as thin as a fingernail. The anti-tune sword was not very harmful to the body but once it entered music theory, it would be absolute destruction—especially if it was wielded by a Modifications genius.

It was clear that Colt was extraordinarily talented. He had developed such a function targeted at enchantment breakthroughs and could use it so easily.

The dark musicians started fighting back after a few moments. The awakened musicians did not hold back either. Both sides fell into a flurry of fighting.

Ye Qingxuan retracted Jiu Xiao Huan Pei, turning it back into a cane, and thudded it against the ground. A horn rang out.

Dawn was coming.

A mass of silver nails appeared in thin air and shot into all directions. Fire lit up continuously, gravely injuring many of the dark musicians. Like sarcoptic maggots, the silver nails entered their bodies. Touching the abyss music theory, they rubbed against each other, creating sparks of fire that burned the victim.

Centuries ago, the Inquisition had used this method to burn too many heretics to death. Its power remained to this day. Practically all the old creatures in the crowd started screaming and could no longer fight.

Many of Ye Qingxuan's comrades were stunned as well. He usually did not fight but now, his tactics were so cruel. Their morale was boosted instantly.

Inside his head, Ye Qingxuan sighed. It was a pity that he was still restrained by the dark atrium and could not use the silver nails as chant consumables. Now, it was barely qualified to fight against the dark musicians. If Torre was here and he could team up with a Discipline musician, he could end at least four enemies at once. He would not be this tired!

The dark musicians' biggest mistake was not being guarded against the traitor Colt, letting him observe them for so long. He could sell his companions' weaknesses to the dark musicians; he could also learn all about the dark musicians' weaknesses.

A few minutes later, the battle was over. Everyone was wounded; one musician was on his last breath. Colt stumbled back. With a pale face, he spun the anti-tune sword around and stabbed himself. He ripped his stomach open in the mangled flesh.

Taking out a black bug inside a crystal, he slammed it onto the ground. The sleeping bug quickly woke up and started biting everything crazily. Then he stamped on it, burning it to ashes.

Gritting his teeth against the pain, Colt mended his flesh and poured medicine over it. Under the sizzling, the flesh forcefully grew back together. He would be fine for now.

"I had no other choice to save the imprisoned musicians. If I'm still alive after this and you all still suspect me, you could report me to the Sacred City." He looked at the shocked musicians with an adamant expression on his pale face. "It's not safe here. We should split up and leave before they respond."

Under Colt's guidance, they quickly found their confiscated instruments and equipment from the cellar. They were still angry at Colt, but the guy had used his actions to prove himself.

After putting on black robes for disguise, they quickly split up. However, Colt realized after a few steps that the one beside him was…none other than Ye Qingxuan!

"Why are you forcing yourself to be with me?" His tone was not without mockery. "Seems like you're not that confident in the underground palace's secret room."

"No, I just have some questions." Ye Qingxuan chuckled. "I thought you really planned on searching for your great future in the abyss."

"Sometimes, you have to make some sacrifices so more people can survive, right?" Colt covered his mouth and coughed. Blood seeped from his fingers but his expression was still indifferent.

"It's a little too much to risk everyone though, isn't it?"

"Being fifty percent sure means sure victory. Isn't that what you said?" Colt shot back. "Plus, they would've all died without me."

"And then let them go attract the dark musicians while you save yourself?"

"This might be the result but you can't say it's my goal." Colt peered at him. "Or do you have a better idea?"

"No." Ye Qingxuan shook his head. "What you did was the best choice under the circumstances but I'm curious about something else." Staring into Colt's eyes, he said, pausing between each word, "Were you prepared to turn at the beginning or did you sense something?"

"Anything can be as you imagine," Colt replied without shying away from his stare. "The result is that I sacrificed myself and saved everyone, right?"

"Well said!" Someone suddenly clapped in the silence. Naberius stood in the shadows and praised, "If leader Crowley heard this speech, he would reward you greatly."

After a beat of silence, Ye Qingxuan looked at Colt with a troubled expression. "You said that I chose a bad path but yours isn't that great either."

Colt's face darkened considerably. He had racked his brain to choose the safest path but he did not expect someone would skip over everyone else and come for him… If he knew that Ye Qingxuan had suspected this early on but still chose to go with him, he would probably have had a heart attack.

Ye Qingxuan had expected this worst case scenario but this time, he did not have the Avalonian enchantment to help him. He would probably lose now…

"My dear friend, you're always beyond my expectations." Naberius looked at Ye Qingxuan and said darkly, "Don't worry. For safety, I'll have Mordred rip off your limbs this time. They'll grow back after your transformation. However, you'll probably be the only one in hundreds of years to be transformed while soaked in tranquilizers."

Ye Qingxuan laughed involuntarily. "Are you sure you can catch me alive?"

"It's okay. You can commit suicide." Naberius waved generously. "Lord Hyakume has already extracted the Acheron from the Originator and has control over the territory of death. As long as he can get the body, he can resurrect you. Don't worry, you'll be just like before and even better!"

No matter how prepared Ye Qingxuan was, he was still floored by the news. If Naberius took advantage of this moment, everything would be over.

But Naberius' words were seriously too shocking. If Hyakume was truly able to find the Acheron from the Originator's projection and introduced an entirely new power into the abyss, then he had broken through the territory that all musicians were troubled with and grasped the power of the Philosopher's Stone!

There may be some restrictions but who could resist the temptation of resurrection? For some people, it was more valuable than anything, even if they could not resurrect completely!

"My friend Naberius, when did you become such a jokester?"

"You can experience for yourself if this is a joke." Naberius stepped forward. "Now, do you still have doubts?"

He saw Ye Qingxuan's expression change. The white-haired youth's gaze went past his shoulder and into the sky behind him. His expression was shocked. When he looked back at Naberius, his expression had become extremely strange.

"…If I said that there really is something flying in the sky, would you believe me?"

Admittedly, Naberius…really did believe him for a moment! But when he snapped out of it, he was furious as if someone had looked down on him. "Ye Qingxuan! Not even a pig will believe that after kindergarten! Are you sure you're not insulting your own brain?"

"I'm serious!" Ye Qingxuan pointed behind him. "I'm not lying."

"Nothing you say matters now." Naberius sped forward. The heart in his hand prepared a strange melody. "No matter what's flying in the sky it has nothing to do with your end! I will—" Before he finished, something exploded.

Light burned above the clouds, melting the dark atrium!