635 Misgivings (2/2)

Although she looked like a girl who was only 12 or 13 years old, she was actually more than 90 years old already.

After combining bestiality with the music theory of the school of choir, she achieved Nirvana, a feat that had only been accomplished by the first Son of Phoenix in the past few centuries. Embracing the philosophy of being-towards-death, she completely integrated her self-consciousness and bestiality at the verge of dying, and as a result nurtured and produced 'Bestiality·Phoenix'.

What made Ye Qingxuan even more envious was that the foundation of the School of Royalty itself had originated from the Chapter of the Golden Victory — From the very beginning, the royals had viewed the school as one of their own and cultivated the members specially — The direct consequence of having carried the music theory on was that her Symphony of Predestination matched the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth perfectly matched.

In the course of time, she need not rely on making use of the elements of the Sacred City, and could directly attain the Level of Scepter through the projection of the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth.

Such was the benefit of being in a small circle.

Although she must be bound to Anglo for the latter half of her life and share the risks together, she would also get to share the benefits in a similar fashion. As long as the king had meat on the table, the royal family would never deny her a spoonful of broth at the very least.

Round table knights and royal musicians, they were the hands of the royal family — With her around, Ye Qingxuan need not worry about things going wrong.

After receiving Ye Qingxuan's command, Master Mabel said nothing, and simply snapped her fingers. In the low melody, the magnificently beautiful reflection of the bird of flames emerged on the sea, as if it was soaring between the sea and the sky while carrying hundreds of warships on its back.

After Ye Qingxuan withdrew the protection he cast, the fleet did not slow down, but sped up instead.

Through alchemy arrays and the resonance between the warships, the bestiality of the phoenix coursed through the entire fleet. As if the machinery had also been bestowed with a soul and had turned into a living thing, the fleet exuded an astounding power.

Looking at the scenario, Ye Qingxuan finally felt at ease, and after he bid Mabel farewell, the dark Mountain of Nomadism rumbled.

Numerous engineers rushed here and there, and the giant heart in the core pool of aether started beating wildly.

The first drive, the second drive, the third drive... In a flash, it had ascended to the sixth drive...

Thunderous bangs burst forth from the hull. A hurricane swept through between the sea and the sky, and black clouds gathered in the sky above them, like iron curtains pressing down, flanking the dark warship.

In the wild melody that sounded like a gigantic dragon hissing, lightning burst forth, and roaring waves swept.

The huge Mountain of Nomadism shook. Bringing the vast black clouds with it, it left the surface of the sea, rose rapidly in altitude, and soared in the sky.

On the hull, the arrays set up using the music theory of the school of modifications exuded a horrifyingly high amount of heat. They formed an almost tangible magnetic field, which mutually excited the magnetic fields in the black clouds. Scorching lightning burst forth, leaving a dazzling trail where the ship passed, like tracks of light.

After going through the second manufacturing process and having the core of a legendary warship of the past integrated into it, the Mountain of Nomadism became increasingly powerful in strength, and the power consumed in flight was greatly reduced. When the arrays that had originally been made in a rush were replaced completely, the speed actually increased by 60 percent.

Its remaining potential was thoroughly developed.

At the moment, the Mountain of Nomadism had become an absolute monster of steel. As long as they could source a large amount of bestiality as food to cultivate it, over time, it could probably transform into a monster no inferior to that resulting from any bestiality.

In the sky above, the Mountain of Nomadism was still accelerating and had yet to reach its limit.

Even when it rushed into the fog on the sea, entered the Red Zone, and moved in a straight line towards the Black Zone, no soft noise resulting from deceleration was produced. Everywhere it passed, all noise and clutter were silenced by the Staff of Fate.

Even in the most chaotic Black Zone, the environment surrounding the hull was stable.

The Staff of Fate completely suppressed all disturbances, and the resulting recoil couldn't even be considered afterwinds for it.

Traveling at full speed, in the short span of just one hour, the Mountain of Nomadism that had achieved its speed limit had already broken through the clouds and torn the fog apart, arriving at the sea region where the Royal Fleet had disappeared.

Looking downwards from the sky, one could see that the entire surface of the sea was covered by a strange mist, making it totally impossible for one to see what was going on. One could only detect chaos of nothingness even through aether sensing.

It was precisely the mist that had obscured the signal of the Royal Fleet, hiding the ships within.

But it was not as sinister and mysterious as Ye Qingxuan had imagined. On the contrary, the music theory in the mist was grand and glorious, like the scorching sun. Even though it was hiding in the mist, it still possessed a dignified majesty.

Ye Qingxuan had sensed similar auras for dozens of times, and couldn't have known it any better.

Music theory that can make me feel difficult to handle, or even feel slightly suppressed... It was not common even among the scepter musicians. So the most obvious answer, I am afraid, would be existences above them.

— Saint!

The only thing I don't know is which is the one here...

At the moment, the three kings all have their own places to be at. The King of Blue is patrolling the border of the human world, the King of Red is guarding the Sacred City located in the central area, and the King of Yellow king has taken his leave, leaving his crown behind. It is impossible for any of them to appear in the sea area.

As for the remaining seven legacies of saints which are currently being passed down among musicians, Wagner has followed the footsteps of the King of Blue and left for the dark world; Hendel was stabbed in the back by Wolf Flute and died, with no one to inherit his legacy, and the position is unoccupied as of now; Haydn's legacy is in the hands of Anglo...

Then, only four are left.

Schubert, Brahms, Schumann, Chopin... I wonder which one of them is here?

Ye Qingxuan did not launch an attack immediately, instead he maintained respect for the saint.

Sitting on the command post in the bridge, his fingers tapping the Staff of Fate, he examined the music theory below, contemplating the origins and intention of the saint below.

It was a pity that his silence was regarded as cowardice.