339 Snake of the Atrium (1/2)
In the last moment, Ye Qingxuan pushed Baro behind him. He reached out to guard everyone. A hymn sounded.
”Holy! Holy! Holy! The god of all authority!”
Dozens of lances fell onto the shield and landed on the ground silently. However, more lances fell in other places and exploded instantly. Red fire and wild explosions shattered the walls and bricks. A violent current of air swept across. The entire tunnel shook to the brink of collapse.
After the fleeting hymn, all was changed. The area had been turned into a giant and empty crater. The land that they stood on was still whole but everywhere else was covered in lava…
Using Holy two times in a short period made Ye Qingxuan's face stark white. He practically collapsed onto the ground. Behind him, Miller pressed onto the back of his head. A gentle melody accompanied the chanting of a saint, helping him recover.
”Two more rounds!” Ye Qingxuan exclaimed. ”At least two more rounds!”
Behind the steel wall, the lancers took off their lances once again. They slowly raised their hands, getting ready to throw again.
”If you have any good tricks, let them all out! We're facing the alchemy puppets made by Romulus at their golden age. They're the two-hundred-soldier Romulusian formation! They can flatten the Chainsaw Fraternity's heavy artillery group!”
Ye Qingxuan's words extinguished the last bit of Baro's wishful thinking. Of the power and weapons that the Chainsaw Fraternity sold, the cost of hiring a heavy artillery group was enough to bankrupt an entire merchant city-state. Their performance also proved how terrifying the killing machine made of pure money was!
”How rich were these guys to have guards like these?!” Baro complained. There was a flash of pain. He pulled out a bone flute and played harshly but Sam was faster.
The copper mountain rumbled and the Foehn wind swept through. Red wind surged along the tunnel instantly. Within it, a roaring melody shot out. It was filled with wild aggression. Hundreds of formulas rose from the music theory one after another. They combined and changed until finally transforming into something complex yet detailed.
Under the music theory, dirt was burned into lava. It climbed up Sam's body and quickly cooled down into blocks of sharp black rock. Sam instantly became a flaming giant radiating terrifying heat.
Mazeppa! This was the music score written by Saint Liszt according to the legendary hero Mazeppa. He had come back to life and received holy power. He wielded the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind. He was unstoppable on Earth! The flames transformed into the hero's stallion and the violent winds became his wings. The iron rumbled in his hands, singing highly.
Sam roared and rode the melody, charging forward! The next instant, he faced the Romulusian formation. Before him, the lances shattered in the air. His black rock armor was damaged but quickly regenerated seemingly endlessly. The long lances pierced his giant hands but the steel wall was crumbling under the deafening rumbles as well.
Countless shards flew out. Sam crudely grabbed at the clay puppets that were not able to escape and threw them at the lancers. In his hands, the clay was melted into lava by fire formulas. They fell and splattered in all directions, melting the clay puppets in the vicinity.
Next, Sam took a deep breath and the black giant's chest swelled. His exhale was an extremely cold gale of wind. The ghastly white wind instantly shrouded the formation, freezing the clay puppets.
Following Baro's flute music, the roaring deep within the earth grew more and more dramatic. Something huge seemed to be coming. Within the formation, Sam retreated under Baro's cries. Then, the tunnel's walls shattered. A yawning mouth emerged from the side and, brushing past Sam, rushed toward the formation.
The mouth was more than a dozen meters wide. It easily swallowed everything and returned into the wall, the giant body following. After a few good minutes, it finally faded away.
The crack formed from its appearance and disappearance was dozens of meters deep. Sam and Ye Qingxuan were rooted to their spots.
”What was that?” Ye Qingxuan was stunned. All he knew was that this was a projection from the aether world.
”It's the great king earthworm that the School of Dragon Rock has raised in the aether world for centuries.” Baro's face was pale. ”It's sixteen kilometers long. The entirety can only be summoned by Scepter musicians. It's known as the 'snake that can wrap around the atrium of the world'.” He sadly put his bone flute back. The instrument was covered in fissures and would not last much longer.