Silent Crown

Chapter 510 Gospel

Chapter 510 Gospel

"You know what, in the Holy Temple, my favorite part is the third Chapter of Matthew," Ye Qingxuan suddenly said to Menti.

"I see."

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's voice, Menti still felt a bit worried, although he knew that Ye Qingxuan had occupied the whole enchantment.

"That chapter said that once a messenger of God landed in the human world and warned the unjust that God was annoyed by their bad deeds," Ye Qingxuan said seriously. "That chapter has always been my favorite since my childhood, and it tells us that the good shall be honored and the bad shall be punished. One day, the messenger might come to the human world to honor the good and to punish the bad. Though I may not be able to live to that day, still, it is something to look forward to."

"The mortal worship a phantom and hoped to be saved," Menti sneered, "but there is only one God in this world, and that God is my God."

"How about I perform a magic in front of you?" Against the moonlight, Ye Qingxuan looked at him.

The broken and dim figure suddenly raised his palm, and there was nothing on his palm. The next minute, a broken cloth changed from the music theory of the clothes of original sin covered his palm.

Menti frowned, looked at him, and had no idea what he wanted to do.

Ye Qingxuan smiled and took away the cloth with his hand.

There was an eyeball on his palm.

If he were in a theater, he would surely have received a warm applause from the spectators.

Seeing this, Menti was stunned, as if he had seen Hyakume naked, flirting with him and dancing around a steel pole.

The eyeball started to disassemble.

Numerous music notes flow out, formed a new music theory, and constructed a new symphony.

At last, the symphony gathered together and became a tiny clock that floated above Ye Qingxuan's palm and shone in dim light.

Against the dim light, Ye Qingxuan's face was lit. His face was a bit pale and his black eyeballs shone.

"Heaven is approaching, you should all reform yourselves!" Ye Qingxuan murmured, holding the clock.

He used up all his strength and shouted to the monsters in front of him, "You serpents, who told you that you could run away from the punishment of God?!"

His hoarse voice was as loud as the lightning and echoed in the Sacred City. The whole city trembled, as if it was answering his voice.

Bang!

The tiny clock began to ring and shine with bright light.

For the very first time, the Sacred City received a ray of pure and warm light.

It was just like a ray of summer sunshine penetrating a black cloud and shedding upon the dark world.

"What the h*ll is this?" Menti was shocked.

Suddenly, countless strings appeared in the sky. The strings intertwined with each other and covered the sky above the Sacred City. Each string covered hundreds of thousands of miles. With every tremble, they created a sound like a dragon howling.

The strings all extended from the central holy temple. They connected with each other and formed a huge web. The web might looked a bit messy, but every tremble of the strings followed the music theory. This was an ordered and sophisticated system, and in the middle of the web, there was one main axis.

Each string was connected with a bell tower.

Since there were tens of millions of strings, there were also tens of millions of bell towers.

Right at that moment, all the silent bell towers were connected together by Jiu Xiao Huan Pei. This magnificent project could never have been completed without the help of Ye Qingxuan and those who had been killed.

The music theory of Heaven Ladder ran through Jiu Xiao Huan Pei, and the barriers had been cleared. Now, all the music theories gathered on Ye Qingxuan's hands.

The final limit of authorization, which was the key that Albert gave to him and the last life-saving straw that he could grasp to revive the enchantment.

With the tiny clock in his hand ringing, countless music theories suddenly trembled, as did the Heaven Ladder. The Jiu Xiao Huan Pei produced a long and lasting sound of dragon howling, as if its tens of millions of strings were being played by an invisible hand.

The dragon howling was so loud that anyone who heard it went deaf.

The earth began to vibrate! Tens of millions of bell towers on the ground also started to shake and ring!

The dust rose up from the ground, flew up to the sky, and spread in all directions.

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"He did it! He did it!" In the central holy temple, sitting in a wheelchair and getting an intravenous fluid, Albert exclaimed with utmost excitement. He was so happy that he almost cried, and he shouted to the operation musicians in front of him, "Move your a*s! Go and revive this d*mn city! Remember that we have lost so many peers in this war!"

Albert waved his palms happily and shouted with extreme enthusiasm, "Prepare the straight road for God!"

The next minute, the steel and iron- made dome roof above the Aether pond collapsed. The machine hidden in the dome roof was operating in crazy and creating many sparks.

Moreover, the steel construction buried underground was activated. A huge pipe organ, created with the help of many countries over several decades, was slowly falling to the ground.

After the dome roof of the central holy temple collapsed, more than sixty thousand organ pipes came out and flew to the sky.

Sixteen layers of keys and thousands of stops popped out from the wall, ten cables that were as thick as a man's waist connected to the central harmonious melody instrument, and finally, the floors turned around and revealed the pedals.

More than sixty thousand tubes that connected with the engine changed their directions and connected to the core, and in this way, continually provided the enormous musical instrument with power.

The water in the aether pond was boiling and shining in silverlight, a throne in which Ye Qingxuan's body was sitting, then disappeared and moved into the core.

Everything was ready.

"God, please bless us," Albert prayed in the silence. "Long live the Sacred City!"

The next minute, the pipe organ produced an extremely high pitched sound, a huge cloud of mist spurted out of the organ pipes.

Tens of millions of bell towers began to shake, and the magnificent sound wave continued to spread in all directions.

At that moment, everyone in the world saw the same scene: a white moon rose up from a burning tree and stopped in the middle of sky. The moonlight tore the darkness into pieces and shed itself upon the world.

The moon was in the sky.

I am here.

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The final limit of authorization in Ye Qingxuan's hand rang. Then, the black branches of the abyss that had covered the whole Sacred City trembled. In the center part of the black branches, there was a broken moon. Its pieces immediately gathered together and began to shine. Accompanied by the holy and magnificent ringing, all the branches exploded.

The enormous shadow that covered the whole sky angrily brandished its branches. It reached its branches into the Physical World, and at the same time, the explosions came from time to time inside its body.

With each explosion, a bloody crack formed on its body.

As if the explosions had already been planned by thousands of Masters, in a short while, more than half of the roots of the tree were destroyed.

As for Ye Qingxuan, he did not even move a finger. Instead, he just coldly watched the shadow of the huge tree suffering with misery.

"Have I just been aided by the energy of the bell tower? No, this cannot be true!" Menti shouted.

"You are right!" Ye Qingxuan nodded. "Just now, you have been aided by the energy from all the bell towers. You have the strength equivalent to that of hundreds of Masters added together. But it all relies on the music theory of the seal of moonlight."

"So what do you think of the magic I did just now? It is not bad, is it?"

Hearing this, Menti yelled at him with all its strength.

If a musician was aided by the energy of a bell tower, his strength could be elevated to the level of a Master, which was something that every musician in the Sacred City longed for.

Throughout history, no one ever aided a devil with the purifying music theory, a devil that stood for all the dark devils in the abyss… It was like someone walking into a mine full of natural gas with a torch in his hand.

Since the music theory of Menti and Ye Qingxuan's purifying music theory were completely different, the music theories would create an explosion once they met.

Which meant that the energy of hundreds of Masters offset Menti's energy that had accumulated the whole night, and severely damaged his projection in the Physical World.

The huge tree was trembling severely. It reached out countless branches and penetrated the enchantment and aimed at the moon.

"Ye Qingxuan!"

"I am here!"

Ye Qingxuan smiled and gazed at its twisted and broken face.

In his hand, the music theory of the final limit of authorization was trembling. Aided by the energy of numerous bell towers, the moon got brighter and brighter. The light was now as bright as sunlight and too dazzling to look at.

Tens of millions of strings trembled, producing a magnificent music. The bell towers rang from time to time to resonate with the music.

A round holy emblem appeared in the moon and floated right behind Ye Qingxuan. Countless music theories were running across the emblem.

This time, Ye Qingxuan did not absorbed the energy from the bell towers, but transferred it all to the enchantment.

In the blink of an eye, the holy light filled the whole outflowing layer. All the music theory of the abyss made a sound of screaming and completely vanished.

The roots of the black branches of the abyss were all waving, and after a short while, they all disappeared!

"The cracks among the mountains shall be filled up; all the peaks of the mountains shall be kept at the same height; the bumpy road shall be smooth; and the plateau shall all turn into plain!"

Ye Qingxuan's voice was echoing across the whole sky.

"The door to heaven shall be opened, the truth shall come to the world, and every decent man and woman shall witness this together!"

The Sacred City made of steel and iron made a huge sound!