364 Where to Go? (1/2)

Silent Crown Feng Yue 41860K 2022-07-20

The horn rang, signaling the coming of dawn. Flames blazed from every mouth, every eye, every void. After dozens of silver nails punctured to and fro, countless fire drops fell on the demonized bodies, burning exuberantly. Finally, a muffled explosion sounded. The ball blew up and exploded. Minced meat and blood fell down from the sky like sticky rain. Everything was covered with shocking red.

In that dark red, a few figures slowly came. The young man at the front stooped, picked up the silver nails on the ground, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe it, and put the nails in the backpack. He looked bloody like he had just crawled out of a bloody hell, but his hair was pure white like burning silver.

At last, he raised his eyes and looked over. Seeming to see through the illusion, he saw the man behind the door. Then he came forward. ”Open the door.” The weary young man knocked gently, and his hoarse voice came from the outside. ”I am Anglo's representative, Ye Qingxuan. Miller and the Hauser Brothers are also here.”

The people in the front still had not recovered from earlier. They looked at each other with fear. Someone hesitatingly went to open the door, but someone screamed, ”Don't open it! Who knows if they are real or not!”

For a moment, the hand that reached to open the door drew back quickly as if touched a red-hot iron. There was still shocking dark red blood on the door and walls--that was the trace left by the last faceless actor who had sneaked in.

Open the door or not?

If they were fake, then...could this front suffer another loss?

”What if they are real?”

”Real? How could someone play music movements in the abyss? They must be fake!”

”But...”

”We need to get rid of them quickly.”

Some people became vicious and touched their instruments. ”If we let them stay outside, who knows what they will attract...”

People looked at each other with uncertainty. They whispered, disputing the identity of the newcomer. For some unknown reasons, they subconsciously kept away from the door and dared not approach it. But in the dreary silence, only the leisurely knocking on the door could be heard. That sound was like a hammer beating everyone's heart again and again.

In the end, someone looked at the back with hesitation. ”Colt ...”

”Open it.” The brooding musician lowered his eyes and stroked the wooden staff across his lap. He said lightly. ”When they come in, we will see if they are real or not.”

”But...”

”I said open the door.” Colt glanced at him. ”Or do you not trust my ability?”

The man shut up and stopped talking. It could be said that all the survivors here were gathered by Colt. Even this front was arranged by the Rock Institute. If it weren't him, all the people here might have been annihilated.

Soon, the door of the front opened a crack. The musicians who had been waiting for a long time slipped in. Then the door was closed, and everything was engulfed in silence.

In the silence, all the people looked toward those figures. They looked very pathetic. Their whole bodies were bloodstained. No one knew what they had experienced along the way. The Choir musician fell down on the floor, exhausted, as soon as he entered. But soon, someone exclaimed. A gentle light lit up slowly in that musician's bosom.

The Copper Mountain suspended in the air like a gentle sun, dispelling the cold air. Left in it was the symphony of predestination of Agni. The flames not only brought about destruction but could also banish darkness and bring about life.

A glow seemed to light up in the dark. In the land transformed by the abyss music theory, a piece full of order was unexpectedly made. The fractured front also ceased to collapse. It even began to be repaired. They finally understood how these men had survived in the abyss outside.

After seeing the Copper Mountain, Colt narrowed his eyes slightly. Thinking of that huge fire pillar half an hour ago, he guessed where Sam had gone. He had not expected that Sam would die so soon. Although he regarded Sam as a great enemy in the trial, the death of Sam in this dangerous environment was still a bad news to all, including him.

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On the floor, Miller had been gasping for a while before he climbed up. But soon he noticed the gazes from all the people and the faint hostility in the air. Several musicians had surrounded them, occupying a favorable front. There were faint aetheric fluctuations emitting from their bodies.

A Revelations musician came up with an aetheric ball in his hand. ”Excuse me, please cooperate. Don't fight back.” Ye Qingxuan looked back at him indifferently. The Revelations musician unconsciously stepped back and swallowed. ”This, this is the necessary examination.”

Ye Qingxuan ignored him, skipped over those guarded musicians, and looked directly at Colt. ”What are you playing?”