602 The Path to the Top (2/2)

Silent Crown Feng Yue 51550K 2022-07-23

the sky and gave a weird smile.

Arthur stared at the young man, shocked.

The young man raised the shabby scroll in his hand slowly. And he said, ”let

there be light…”

Then, there was light.

A pure white moon quietly raised out of the reflection in the sea. It was

shinning brightly. The light full of peace and tranquility filled the whole country

of shadow, giving life to the deserted realm of the dead. The grand music

theories of the Genesis were operating in the moon light and covered the

whole city in the shadow. By the will power of Ye Qingxuan, the combination

of ultra-light domain music theories and ultra-fine music control brought great

changes to the situation. It was as if time were flowing back.

The shattered streets were coming back to its original appearance, the

collapsed walls began to rebuild themselves and broken beams and columns

began to rise from the ruins. Then, bricks flew back to their original position

from all over the city. The city was being pieced together

In a short time, the city was intact again as if nothing had happed to it at all.

The floor was clean, the walls were shiny, and the oil painting on the roofs

were as fresh as it had ever been.

The hundreds of years of time was turned back in a split second. The heaven

on earth, which had been sucked out of all its resources and values, revived

from the ruins and was now full of moonlight and miracles.

And all the power needed for this, was drawn from the path of godly

ascension, which should have belonged to Arthur only.

Like a burglar broken into a treasure vault, he stole all the treasures and then

used all of them up in a blink of his eyes. Everything was wasted. And all this

was done in front of the owner of the vault.

This was ridiculous!

”This is not right! Not right!” Arthur opened his eyes and stared at the sword in

his hand. He figured everything out instantly and roared, the firebirds rioting

around him, ”the sheath, where is the sheath? Maxwell! Where is my

sheath?!”

Arthur drove the firebirds onto the stone sword, which shook violently, causing

the breaking of numerous music theories. The soul in the stone sword

suffered great pain, yet instead of moaning, he burst out a crazy laugh.

Where is the sheath? Where can it be? Of course it was where it should be!

At that moment, with the heaven on earth being restored, the rhythm of the

Chapter of the Golden Victory sounded all over the space, from the center of

the country of shadow.

In the imperial court, the white-dressed young girl who had been prisoned by

Arthur for hundreds of years sat on the throne. Golden firebirds filled the

whole space like ocean tides.

All the power that Arthur had prepared for himself for the godly ascension was

under the control of the new king. With the power of the whole Anglo

converging with her, numerous music theories weaved a virtual figure of the

sheath in the ocean-deep golden firebirds behind her.

In the reflection, the figures of the golden hunt dogs were looming. They were

looking at Arthur coldly. They were as proud as ever.

The new king had the same blood of Leviathan, the same Chapter of the

Golden Victory, the same key to the stone sword and the same rhythm of King

of Anglo enhanced by the Pomp and Circumstance (March) I.

The heaven on earth supported by the Genesis re-appeared, bringing with it

the pull no less than that of Avalon's to fight for the power of Leviathan against

Arthur.

Thus, the path of godly ascension was divided into two!

Several hundred years ago, on the day when Arthur was to ascend to be a

god, Maxwell betrayed him and cut off the path to godly ascension. Maxwell

also left Arthur a severe wound on his chest and he anticipated the coming of

this day at even that time.

He knew that Arthur would come back one day and re-start the path of godly

ascension.

Yet, due to the core music theories of the stone sword, Maxwell couldn't kill

Arthur or himself. So, after he wounded Arthur severely, he chose to injure

himself. Then, the music theories of the stone sword were divided into two

parts, one of which was under Maxwell's control and the other sealed in the

sheath. He endured the suffering of division and threw the sheath into the

dark world. To keep it at a place as far as possible to Arthur, he even

entrusted it to the church to seal and hide it.

The stone sword then became incomplete and the path to godly ascension

was thus divided into two.

If Hermes could see this, he would have laughed heartily. The dead king took

the throne on the earth, yet the king of the human world struggled in the realm

of the dead…This is hilarious!

”What a pity, your majesty.” Maxwell's hoarse voice was heard from the

sword, ”it seems that your path to godly ascension will have to end here…”

Suddenly his laughter stopped and a painful roar was heard.

With no obvious expression on his face, Arthur clenched his fist and said,

”Lancelot.”

”Your majesty.” Lancelot half-kneeled.

”Your sword is broken. Take this one instead.” Arthur stretched his arm and

the Lance of the Dragon Slayer fell onto his hand. The dragon slaying music

theories became iron hot when in contact with his hand.

Holding the blade of the spearhead, he let it sucking his dragon blood until the

shaking lance went quiet as if satisfied.

He gave the lance to Lancelot. Then, he waved his hand. The dark firebirds

converged and the masters of the first-generation royal music divisions

emerged from the shadow. Those people had given all their lives to king

Arthur. And now, the symphonies of predestination engraved on the bottom

layer of the city were waken up. The holy spirits sealed in the symphonies,

with the firebirds as their carriers, came back to the human world with all their

powers.

Driven by the will power of Arthur, the firebirds enveloping numerous music

theories were transmitted onto Lancelot and turned into a virtual dark sun.

”I bestow upon you the power of catastrophe. Take the royal music division

and crush those who dare to claim my throne.” The furious king, sitting on the

throne, gave his order, ”bring my sheath and my power back to me!”