Chapter 533 For Victory
Late at night, in the silent and lifeless cloister.
The nightmare, like a ghost, traversed the wall, and moved forward silently.
In the swaying firelight, the translucent nightmare inhaled and exhaled with grey breath. When it took a step, it moved a long distance, as if it was flying through the shadows.
The School of Dinar, which had inherited the Classical School directly, could be ranked into the top three schools of the present day, just because of its history and inheritance. Not to ntion, the cabala and the music movents exchanged from the oddities of the Aether World during the long years also made them even more mysterious.
In addition to skills like the "construction of the magic land" that combined with their research and could exert effects of the scepter field level ahead of schedule, the "incarnation of the oddities" used by Mandel now was also a secret of the school.
Those who used the "incarnation of the oddities" could detach themselves from their human body and reveal the essence of themselves with the appearance of an oddity. What they could obtain was not only the various abilities of oddities, but also the improvent of their essence.
For example, they could perceive the "vision of soul" of living things directly through the matter. All creatures with self-will would show their own essence in their eyes.
At the mont, in the eyes of Mandel, the entire translucent cloister shone the faint light of fire. That was the fire of thoughts and consciousness in the color of violent red, silent blue, or fearful yellow… On the contrary, nearly no thoughtful purple or peaceful green was left there.
As he inhaled heavily, the streaks of firelight converged in front of him and got fainter after being swollen by him.
He fed on the consciousness and emotions of others, and turned them into his own power.
Just after a mont, the nightmare had condensed several tis, as if it had really co to the Physical World.
However, while he moved silently, he suddenly stopped.
Above the narrow pronade was darkness.
He stood in the corner, staring silently into the depths of the hallway, and at the shadow of nothingness.
Through the holes on the wall of the hallway, a moist sea breeze ca from the outside.
The vague moonlight fell through the holes and to the ground, which turned into a straight light that illuminated the moss and cracks in the corner.
Under his gaze, sothing moved a step in the shadow of nothingness, and broke into the moonlight.
Then, in the place where the moonlight shone, a vague body appeared.
It seed that the body was wearing the moonlight.
However, there was still nothing coming from the body itself.
Through the illumination of the moonlight, the features of the blurred face could be easily recognized. So, Mandel's eyes were getting more serious.
"Ye Qingxuan?" he asked.
"Yes." The cor nodded, and in the corner of his mouth was a cunning, irritating smile. "Why do you co here this late? May I help you?"
Why do I co here ?
Mandel no longer hid his own purpose. He just reached out his hands, showing the enormous aether waves and power.
On his back, the snakeskin-patterned emblem of the School of Dinar appeared slowly, revealing his identity.
Declaring war!
That was the etiquette among ancient musicians before the dueling, through which they could demonstrate their school and strength to their opponent, and have a fight in a formal way.
In other words, he already regarded Ye Qingxuan as an opponent who was strong enough to compete with him.
This was the first ti that Ye Qingxuan had t a musician who adhered to ancient rituals. He hesitated for a mont, showing a hint of helplessness.
"The school?" he murmured.
In the na of which school should I fight?
Although he ca from the Royal Academy of Music in Anglo, he was not a mber of the Royal School of Anglo, which was good at summoning or changing skills.
He inherited the music theories of the School of Stone Heart, but the school had long been dissolved, and he had changed the things left behind beyond recognition.
Although he was the descendant of the dragon, and he might belong to the School of Mount Yu for so reason, he still didn't know what the School of Mount Yu represented or even its emblem.
In the end, he sighed and drew a random emblem to show his identity.
The next mont, Mandel, without any hesitation… started fighting!
As if nurous invisible crows flapped their wings, countless black feathers fell through the air and to the ground.
The Song of Bird.
Ye Qingxuan's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly stepped backwards, escaping from the spreading darkness from which the illusions of countless crows ca out. Dozens, hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands?
The beastliness contained in the music theory transford into crows were completely different than what Ye Qingxuan had known.
Although the music theory appeared as crows, the interior nature of it was quite different from the essence of the birds in the Physical World, for it resembled the heaven catastrophes with the air of the Aether World!
No one could know how many covenants of the oddities were controlled by Mandel.
Ye Qingxuan had already taken precautions, but he did not expect to be deluged by the terrible number of oddities of such strange and uncanny ans...
Summoning tens of thousands of bizarre creatures of the Aether World was beyond the limitation of humans, or even the masters!
The loading capacity of the Symphony of Predestination was limited! That was why the scepters, which were covered by the elents and represented endless power, were so attracting for humanity.
Does he want to fight till death when we first et?
Ye Qingxuan did not expect Mandel to start fighting so straightforwardly.
In a flash, he was enveloped in all directions.
Therefore, it was impossible for them to avoid the blade of the sword.
Ye Qingxuan sighed, reached out, and smote forward with the sword of moonlight.
Endless miserable croaking suddenly burst out.
The blood-like mist spewed from nothingness into the air, and dispersed imdiately. Broken and withered feathers of crows filled the air and quickly collapsed into dust.
The crow tide suddenly stopped in front of Ye Qingxuan.
However, countless crows still flew toward Ye Qingxuan, hovering around him. Those invisible crows revealed their bleeding eyes, as if they had been hungry for a long ti. They peered into the music movent in Ye Qingxuan's body, like seeing food in the real world. Even with only a slight negligence on his part, they would drill into his body and enjoy a satisfying al...
In the chaos, an icy coldness suddenly hit the back of Ye Qingxuan's head. He suddenly turned around, but saw Mandel, who should have tried hard to maintain the crow tide, stepping out of the shadow behind him and pressing on his head with his palm.
Among those five fingers was endless darkness.
It was like the sky in the long night with shining stars, under which many illusions constantly erged, as if countless oddities were drinking and having a grand feast on the ground.
Sumr Night!
The busy and odd sumr night among the five fingers was an extrely exquisite "construction of magic land." The feast of the ancient oddities and musicians reappeared in the form of a music movent, the natures of the Aether World and the Physical World rging into the dark night, sending out a terrible gravitational force.
Anything close to it would be pulled into the boundary between the real and the virtual world, sunk into the sumr night and finally evaporated with the arrival of dawn!
That was a terrible force even stronger than the crow tide…
Pushed by Mandel, the force was gently sent toward Ye Qingxuan.
In the chaos, Ye Qingxuan pointed with his fingers and transford himself into a vacuum in a flash. Nature interference! Imdiately afterwards, the Holy!
Sumr night crashed into Holy.
Horrible waves burst out after the collision between the two completely different masterpieces of the School of Abstinence. In a re instant, the walls were destroyed, the hurricane was torn apart, and a large hole was chiseled in the entire Cloister of Cavern.
But Ye Qingxuan didn't give Mandel any chance. The sword of moonlight swept through and hit directly on the Symphony of Predestination of Mandel. When the two collided, the friction of music theory caused the pressure to soar.
The Symphony of Predestination of Mandel was not extraordinary, and even could be described as common. It had the strong features of the Classical School, but it paid no attention to the linkage and convergence of music theory.
In other words, although the power was strong, its own structure was not stable, with disordered rules and many loopholes.
Ye Qingxuan had confidence in destroying the Symphony of Predestination of Mandel completely by infiltration and destruction!
However, at that point, Ye Qingxuan finally noticed the waves in Mandel's body that extended to the distance.
In the perception of Mandel, all the living creatures in the entire cloister converged with him in the secret land of the basent, sharing his pressure and providing him with a constant supply of strength.
In other words, everyone in the Fifth Division had beco his aether furnace!
Although most of the people who were not musicians couldn't bring too much strength to Mandel, they were the best floodgate to share his pressure.
They could be killed by ten tis pressure, let alone one hundred tis pressure...
There was no difference in the consequences for those who were sharing the pressure.
Now, Ye Qingxuan finally realized what he was doing, and that he intentionally let Ye Qingxuan perceive his trump card!
To defeat him, Ye Qingxuan needed to kill all the people that pulled into the secret land and shared the pressure with him.
When Ye Qingxuan won, he would only get an empty ruin.
"What a trump card!"
Ye Qingxuan squinted his eyes and stared at Mandel, who was smiling strangely.
Seeing that Ye Qingxuan was about to stop fighting, Mandel laughed. Although he already had the ga in his hands, he did not want to force Ye Qingxuan too hard. Instead, he decided to offer him a choice.
He mighty want to cooperate with him…
Just as he opened his mouth, the pressure from Ye Qingxuan suddenly surged!
The moonlight was like a torrent, impacting on his Symphony of Predestination.
The friction between music theories increased the pressure by hundreds or thousands of tis. The aftermath of terror wiped out one tenth of his aether furnace.
That was to say that Ye Qingxuan personally killed dozens of mbers of the Fifth Division in a flash!
What was more, the offensive was getting more fierce, without rcy or scruple!
"Are you crazy!" Mandel was shocked. "Do you know what you are doing! Even if you win, what can you get in the end?!"
"Nonsense." Ye Qingxuan smiled, without any burden or hesitation, moving forward with the strong thought of killing him. "Victory, of course!"
At that mont, Mandel was covered with coldness.
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