505 Donst Even Think About It! (1/2)
”What are you waiting for?”
Albert rushed up and kicked the man, ”Wake up the cooling matrix module and get ready to reconnect to the coordinating instruments outside!”
He yelled at all the dull people, ”It's not the time for a doze! All of you, move! Switch on all standby modules and discharge the pressure in the aether pool! Restart operation!”
”Where should we discharge it to?” someone asked weakly, raising his hand.
”Any f**king places you want to, understand?” Albert took his collar and shouted angrily, ”Even if you discharge it to your mother's house, I must see the enchantment of the Sacred City restarting! Do you understand?”
The operational musician nodded unconsciously, opened the panel, and pulled off the drainage valve.
Then, in the dark Sacred City, everyone heard the high-pitched horns of the pipe organ.
Immediately afterwards, a splendid and glowing light emerged from the top of the Central Temple, like a beautiful aurora, spreading in the sky and illuminating those bleak faces.
”Bishop, the bell tower system has been warmed up.” The voice of Rubens rang from an external communicator. ”We have taken control of the sixteen underground bell towers nearby, ready to resonate.”
”Connect with them.”
In the insulated helmet, Albert dangled a lit cigarette in his mouth and spewed smoke which blurred his face. He said, ”All of them.”
”All of them?!” Rubens was shocked.
”All of them.”
Albert nodded. ”I'm a bit convinced that this little monster can do it.”
Rubens remained silent for a moment and switched off the communicator.
”The bell towers prepare to resonate!”
Under the tremulous nebula, he ordered the operational musicians, ”Get all of them connected!”
The six operational musicians who had retaken their positions nodded and stood in front of the huge pipe organs. Twelve palms fell on top of the eight-story keyboard. Driven by the steam, the steel made a terrible and deafening sound!
The solemn and low melody spread.
Immediately afterwards, a roaring bell rang suddenly under the ground.
The pool of aether boiled again all of a sudden.
Ye Qingxuan's roar came.
”May God give us mercy.”
Albert took the holy emblem off his chest. ”Ye Qingxuan, you must make it!”
In the aether pool, Ye Qingxuan felt like he was going crazy.
If he knew that Albert believed in himself so much, he couldn't help but swear.
Sixteen bell towers!
Sixteen bell towers on him!
It was equivalent to giving the music theory and power of sixteen master musicians to one person!
Sixteen master musicians!
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan's body inflated and almost exploded.
In the sharp pain, Ye Qingxuan scolded, ”Albert, allow me to thank you!!”
Although he had reached the limit, the external power remained plugged in… in fact, it had only just begun!
There were still thirteen masters waiting for him!
Subconsciously, the Symphony of Predestination operated.
”Nature intervention”!
It started from the blood. The blood of Deva began to change, and the nature of it was peeled off. The music theory in it became active and bright. Then, the music theorization of neural system was completed. Next, it came to the bones, organs, flesh… from the inside out. At the end, Ye Qingxuan was completely into the state of ”vacuum.”
Like Abraham, he had turned himself into nothing but pure music theories.
The more profound power the musicians had, the more obvious their physical differences from normal people would become. After resonating, it could be said that the differences were vast.
From that moment on, another system in the musician's body would be completely formed.
In addition to the blood circulation and organ functioning of its own flesh and blood, the body hosted aether systems that were either large or small, perfect or incomplete.
Aether was the blood, music theory was the bone, spirituality was the soul...
Those systems would grow larger and larger as the musician's abilities increased. Finally, it would be able to survive alone after separating from the shackle of the physical body.
That was the Holy Spirit.
In this case, the circulation of Ye Qingxuan's physical body had fallen into a deep sleep, his heart rate having dropped to one beat every minute, as if he was already dead.
In contrast, the Aether circulation was unprecedentedly active.
In the vacuum formed by nature intervention, the music theory had completely escaped from the shackle of the physical body, and exerted all its power without any interference.
For all musicians, this was a unique advantage.
The Symphony of Predestination operated fiercely with no need to worry about any pressure it might bring. Nevertheless, there happened to be endless aether for him to make use of.
The sub-originators started!
The Heaven Ladder was used as a bridge to transform all the power that exceeded Ye Qingxuan's containing limit to the sub-originators in the Aether World. At the same time, Ye Qingxuan also took advantage of that to materialize the sub-originators and bring them to the Physical World.
A moon emerged silently emerged from Ye Qingxuan's arms.
First, it was only a vague outline.