576 The End of Solomon (1/2)

Ye Qingxuan didn't know how Old Phil felt so long after they last saw each other. But surely, Old Phil was not an ordinary dog, so it didn't show much emotion. There was still a look of loathing in its eyes, however.

Being warmly welcomed by Ye Qingxuan, Old Phil just nudged him away with its nose and rubbed mud all over him. It acted like they had not been away from each other for so long, but rather that it had just gone next door to steal a cucumber for lunch.

However, a lot of people had gone since then.

Too much had changed.

A long time ago, they came to this city for the first time—a young man and a dog.

Ye Qingxuan had been worried that the virus might make Old Phil ill, yet it only sneezed once and shook some hair off. It didn't feel anything at all. This was really astonishing to some, yet Ye Qingxuan was used to this He always believed that Old Phil was no ordinary dog; it was smarter than any man.

”Where have you been all this time?” Ye Qingxuan squatted down and said jokingly, ”You found a wife, had a bunch of pups, and didn't want to come back, right?”

Surprisingly, Old Phil didn't bite him this time. It just looked at him as if to say your old man is really disappointed with you, which made Ye Qingxuan feel ashamed of making such boring jokes.

Old Phil opened his mouth and threw something on the bench. It was a piece of a broken chain. The decoration on the chain was gone, leaving only the chain, which seemed so familiar.

Ye Qingxuan blanked for an instant. After a long thought, he picked up the chain. It was so heavy that it must have been made of some sort of precious metal. The design was highly sophisticated and the chain was handmade. Even an experienced craftsman would find it difficult to make such a chain. There were not many good craftsmen in Avalon, not to mention someone who would bother to make such a nice chain.

Yet, he quickly remembered something. When he went to the Stein Chamber, he saw a necklace with the same design on someone's neck.

”Marry?” Ye Qingxuan asked in astonishment. She was the second daughter of the king who went missing when Leviathan broke the second layer of seal; the princess of Avalon, the future Queen of Anglo.

He stared at Old Phil and asked, ”You've found her?”

Old Phil peered at him and said nothing. It turned around and whipped him with its tail, meaning follow me.

Ye Qingxuan followed Old Phil and after some turns, they were suddenly on the street. Then they went through some streets and valleys. The further they went, the more unfamiliar everything became.

Ye Qingxuan felt a headache coming on. According to the map in his mind, they had been going in circles for a while and should be where they set off from. Yet, there was a deserted valley in front of them. When he lowered his eyes, however, he found that there was a stream of blood flowing along the way.

The path of blood!

When he raised his head again, a wave of mist came over and devoured him.

The mist was gone; everything was different. Old Phil had also vanished, like a phantom.

Ye Qingxuan was in the shadow of Avalon.

In the silence, he raised his head, looking at the dark sky. There must be something wrong! What was wrong?

The shadow of Avalon was different from before. Everything was shattered as if it had been twisted and folded by some great force. Numerous ruins flew up into the sky, stretching in every direction.

It seemed the city had jumped up into the sky and stayed there. The buildings just floated in the air, frozen in time forever.

In the second that the city was ruined, the sky must have collapsed and the earth cracked.

In the sky, the king's palace was left in the center, releasing horrible aether waves like a dark sun. There was surely something terrible brewing there.

The city had been destroyed, yet some monsters occupied the ruins of the city and seemed to have given the city some sort of evil life.

There seemed to be a sort of terrible power dominating the whole city. It had devoured the city and made the city part of it. They were crawling out of their tomb and would be alive again soon. Numerous sounds of worms and insects crawling, and beasts howling were hidden in the silence, making the place even more terrible.

In the empty streets and the deepest darkness, something was staring at Ye Qingxuan with its blood-red eyes.

One, two, three… There were so many of them

”It seems I have been targeted,” Ye Qingxuan murmured. Then a bronze emblem slid out of his sleeve and into his hand. The music theory of Jiu Xiao Huan Pei flew out from the Symphony of Predestination and wrapped around the emblem. When the music was played, swords of moonlight were released, which was intertwined with red fire, burning the sins of the humans and lighting up the world.

This was the most useful skills he had learned in his classes at the Religious Court of Inquisitors, which covered all musical instruments and alchemy devices and hundreds of purifying music movements created since the establishment of the Religious Court of Inquisitors.

Besides the four most essential music movements, including the Night on Bald Mountain, 16 for supporting utilities and 34 for purifying, the more than 70 other music movements were all created to kill all creatures except for humans.