336 I Want to Fight Ten! (1/2)
”Sound of heart?” Ye Qingxuan looked up in shock. His Eye of Silence looked past the semi-transparent griffin and fell onto Sam. In his semi-transparent body, countless rhythms had combined into one tempo. The tempo resonated with the sea of aether. It poured into the music score, performing its own effect. This was 'Foehn Wind,' the sound of heart that only musicians loved by Saint Agni!
Burning wind instantly swept through. The mass of iron was swept in and burned instantly, creating a stream of melted iron that solidified in midair. In the crowd, the musician's expression flipped. He tried to escape but it was too late!
”It's not over yet!” Sam cackled. He slammed his fists into the air. A passionate melody shot out. The flowing melted iron was pounded by invisible hammers and instantly began to weather. Countless music notes flowed within it, adding to the music theory until it transformed into a terrifying alchemy weapon. This was Les Preludes by Saint Liszt. It was also known as the Score of Damocles!
Everyone held their breaths because a sword hung in the sky. In the silence, Sam held his breath too. He reached out cautiously as if cutting the invisible thread. The sword descended instantly. Hundreds upon thousands of red meteorites fell. The shooting sword multiplied and returned under the giant boom!
The musician who had performed the secret attack was aghast. With a scream, he tried to escape but it truly was too late now. The wild aetheric vortex was born in an instant and disappeared in the next.
Amidst the continuous rumbling, countless gaping holes opened in the deep end of the mine. The swords that lost their strength pierced and melted into the rock. They gradually dimmed and all that remained was evaporating bloody vapors and dots of shocking dark red.
”Hey, that's a bit…overdramatic?” It was not just Baro. Even Sam was frightened and wiped at his cold sweat. Now, he finally realized the eyes on him. They were full of fear, darkness, hatred, shock, murderous intent, terror, awe…
”Sam, I have a question,” Ye Qingxuan uttered. ”How many can you destruction musicians fight at once?”
”Uh, if we're at the same level, maybe three?” Sam answered uncertainly. ”Why are you asking?”
”So you can't win if there are more than three?”
Sam nodded.
With so many eyes full of malice on them, Ye Qingxuan could not help but bury his face and sigh. ”Baro, what are you waiting for? Run!”
This time, Baro did not need Ye Qingxuan's urging him, and cast a bunch of music scores. The griffin's wings shook and it rushed into the darkness.
”Get him!” someone yelled. The crowd swarmed after them like an angry beehive.
Sam's aggressive reaction had been too over the top and had attracted everyone's attention. They were all competitors here, so if one performed so well…they would go after him, as usual!
Numerous music scores were cast in an instant, targeting the extremely visible griffin in the air. Next, an attack much denser than before swept through the air. At the same time, explosions sounded outside the mine.
In that instant, waves crashed in the aether sea. Outside the tolerance range of most aether balls, the fragile crystal balls exploded, blinding their owners. Faced with an intensity that was more than enough to kill them, the group paled collectively.
”Sam, do you have any solutions?” Baro glanced at the culprit.
Sam thought seriously. After wasting the last bit of time they had, he stated, ”I don't think so.”
Baro almost coughed out blood. He was ready to accept death when he heard Ye Qingxuan's voice.
”Speed up,” he said. ”I'll take care of the rest.” In the next moment, a hymn rose up. Beside Ye Qingxuan, Choir musician Miller felt boundless radiance emerge from the darkness and illuminate the earth.
”Holy?” In awe, he sensed the Choir music theory brewing within and murmured, ”The realm of God has descended onto Earth and operates as if in the heavens…”