Silent Crown

Chapter 457 Take This Again!

Chapter 457 Take This Again!

Among the three, the one who had evolved the most and had become semi-elemental was hurt the least. However, Modifications relied most heavily on aether. Under Ye Qingxuan's heart of sound movement—the silent dream—he was the most restricted. The music theory within him had mostly fallen apart.

The Choir musician, specializing in bacteria and spores, was most gravely wounded. Most of his body was burnt to crisp and his brain had denatured too. However, his core was not hurt. If he could escape from the silent dream, he could recover quickly. Compared to them, the Abstinence musician hidden behind the alley was the best off. The moment the explosion happened, he had swallowed his key rather than tossing it away! Like Ye Qingxuan, he was an Abstinence musician specializing in the way of the territory. He was not as destructive as those who chose the way of discipline but this path had the strongest protection.

After entering the Distortion level, his music theory had become its own territory. It had certain characteristics of the aether world. Distortion of nature had become an instinctive ability. Even Ye Qingxuan's silent dream was kept out, unable to invade in the short-term. That was why he took the risk to swallow the key that was about to explode to forcefully control it.

He had succeeded. The explosion burnt his face, shattered his palate and throat, and turned twenty teeth to dust. For a Distortion level musician, this was just a scratch. However, the result was still terrifying.

A musician who had just entered the Disturbance level was fighting with four Distortion level musicians from miles away. Within two short minutes, two of the four were close to death, one was disfigured, and another's mind was wounded.

It was illogical. Whether it was the dumbfounding result or the terrifying nature of Ye Qingxuan's silent dream in that moment, both would turn Ye Qingxuan into a horror story or myth once the news spread.

The Wyrmrest Enchantment that had been lost for centuries was too powerful, especially when it was grasped by such a threatening man. He was like a nightmare to enemies. Thankfully, the nightmare was ending for these four musicians on their last breath. After restricting those explosions, the silent restriction was slowly loosening. There was no more strength. Once again, they felt the weak aether and faraway aether sea. The four exchanged glances. Ferocity flashed past their eyes in unspoken agreement.

They had built their reputation through the years. If they were beaten by a junior and failed in the Sacred City, their reputation would be ruined. Now, they no longer looked down on Ye Qingxuan and instead saw him as a true enemy. An oddity like him should never be underestimated. Therefore, they began to fight for their lives!

In an instant, the Abstinence musician pressed down on his chest and ripped a hole. Blood spurted out. His music theory reorganized and his territory spread out. It forced back the silent encroachment and pushed up a zone. The disturbing light moved through the air, clashing against Ye Qingxuan's music theory. The two instantly fell into a fight. The pressure on the other three lessened. Under the Abstinence musician's protection, almost tangible shadows appeared around them.

It was the heart of sound illusion, only one step away from the symphony of predestination. There was an electric ring that cut through the darkness, a fleshy dandelion full of spores, and a dwarf with six eyes and three hands that could separate into countless avatars. These were their final products. In the future, they would be fused into the symphonies of predestination as the source for the scepters. Now, the musicians poured practically all their power into them without hesitation to fight against the silent dream's omnipresent pressure.

But Ye Qingxuan could not help but sigh.

The four musicians shook and spat out blood again.

Ye Qingxuan had opened his eyes and the silent dream vanished. The immense pressure instantly disappeared. The equilibrium of conflict was broken as well. Their bodies were hurt again by the great contrast.

This was like taking a fish from the bottom of the sea and putting it in the air. The huge pressure difference would cause it to swell into a ball and explode. Under the music theory's entanglement, the four all spat out blood and roared. They were humiliated and furious.

It was this trick again! Ye Qingxuan used their own strength to fight against them! Couldn't he f*cking fight fairly?

Originally, the power of the four musicians working together could pulverize Ye Qingxuan once he retracted the silent dream. It was suicide. But the moment the aether returned, Jiu Xiao Huan Pei was reactivated. The Heaven Ladder turned, pulling the uncontrolled pressure into the aether sea with ease. Huge waves crashed!

And so nothing happened…

The four musicians were about to cry. How could Ye Qingxuan be so good at this? Regardless of anything else, Ye Qingxuan was best at these tricks. Ever since he had started this life, he had never fought against enemies at his level. Other than having a good foundation, he survived solely on his shameless and devious techniques. To him, fighting against the big guys was just a basic course. Using up everything he had was the normal state. It was just gambling his life. If he didn't win, he would die. Of course he would use dirty tricks!

Ye Qingxuan did not know what fighting fairly meant. He only knew fair sneak attacks and honest stabs to the back. Since the beginning, he had spared no expense the drag the enemies into his rhythm. Then, he used countless tricks and lies to make them show their secret weapons… He did not plan on winning. He just didn't want the other side to win so he would obviously just make things hard for them. He would do whatever was most shameless.

The most important was the silent dream, a joker-like card. He could even fight four Distortion musicians with it! Sadly, he had put out this card already. Now, the four enemies had nothing else to worry about. The thing about sparing no expenses was that he had to kill the enemy in one go. If the enemy wasn't dead after that…he would be the one dying.

Ye Qingxuan could not help but smile bitterly. Charles spat out blood too. Using Heaven Ladder to cast the silent dream from so far away was consuming. The Heaven Ladder was where the Dreamweaver's foundation was. Like a container, it would not be disturbed by the dreamscape. Otherwise, he would really have no solutions. But now, he was at the limit.

In Charles's eyes, the moonlight flickered and died out.

The Heaven Ladder cut off.

In the silence, the four musicians stared at each other. They could sense Ye Qingxuan's departure but they were unsure if this was another trick or a defeat.

In the suffocating silence, Charles stood up expressionlessly and stepped forward. The four musicians stepped back together. Their eyes were cautious and the aether waves around them sharpened. Did this guy have another trick up his sleeve?

Then they saw Charles sneer and then…he knelt down!

With a plop!

Charles flattened himself to the ground and cried out, "Please have mercy! I'm innocent! Ye Qingxuan forced me to do this! Ye Qingxuan is an *ss! He drank, and got girls, and owed the school thirty-five million, and escaped with his cousin! We could only sell our bodies to pay the debt…"

The only sound in the long, long silence was Charles' cries. The expressions of the other four grew uglier and uglier.

"You think…I'll let you go by begging?" The Summoning musician's eyes were dark and his voice was raspy. He stepped forward. Fireflies grouped on his hand again. One, two, three, four…they were like dazzling stars. Piercing murderous intent enveloped Charles. The strength was enough to flatten a building, enough to tear a man apart and evaporate him!

"I know I can't take back what I've done," Charles continued to cry. "But just let me lie here and express my apologies!"

"What's the use of lying down?!" the Summoning musician roared. He raised his hand and the countless fireflies flapped their wings to tear Charles apart.

But then the wall behind him shattered. Clattering sounded very close to them. Horse hooves clacked against the ground with sparks. The thundering was heart-stopping. Two horses of at least three meters tall galloped over, dragging a metal carriage. They burst through the wall as if it was a sheet of paper.

Amidst the flying bricks and mortar, the black carriage charged forward, crashing into the musician without mercy. In the messy boom, there was the sound of bones cracking and a pained cry.

Then the stallions stopped. The carriage floated in place. The wheels scraped against the ground with a sharp screech. After bursting through two walls, the carriage stopped between the remaining three musicians and Charles and Constantine.

After being ran into and over, the musician (who had been proud a moment ago) rolled out now as bloody pulp. It was unclear if he was alive or dead. The directionless fireflies scattered in all directions and quickly disappeared. This meant Charles had made the right choice. Getting to the ground was effective.

In the dead silence, the only sounds were the horses' pants. The already distorted carriage was kicked open from the inside. The door fell to the ground with a clang.

In the carriage, the white-haired youth leaned in the distorted seat. His eyes were like moonlight. Studying Charles who was on the ground, he smiled.

"Senior, I'm here to save you."