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When both wings spread open above the vault of heaven, the entire world sank into silence. The wings of shadow extended themselves without a sound and swept across the void. There was no sound of wind or even the slightest trace of the presence of aether waves.

In comparison, the pair of wings of light was the complete opposite. Other than naked eyes, there were no other ways of detecting its presence. It did not exist. This was Cereus.

Just as everyone was still in a state of shock, Charles waved his hands and the wings of light spread open with force. The illusion of Eden appeared behind him. As he clenched his fists tightly, the illusion of Eden let out a huge roar and light poured out continuously from heaven.

Tchaikovsky's Symphony No. 4 in F minor!

The roar of thunder combined with the melody in such a way that not only did it not appear out of place, but the former brought out the power and grandeur of the latter. The legacy of saints! This tit-for-tat left the saints looking very upset.

No one knew how the Sacred City was able to get around the fact that Charles had already inherited a holy name and created the legacy of saints, but at this very moment, Charles was merely unleashing his movement. By doing so, the new saint that had inherited the holy name of Tchaikovsky could already sense the trembling of music theory within his body. This was all Charles' doing. It was as if the music theory was trying to get out of his body in order to go to heaven. As the majestic melody roared, streaks of lightning struck from the sky like chains. They branched out in the direction of the saints, which left them all scrambling in retreat.

The core of Symphony No. 4 was the respect and fear of musicians towards ”doom.” At this moment, with doom as the main theme, what it elucidated was the existence of fate. In the legacy of saints, it was the core within a core. The moment it was limited by fate, it would be completely trapped in a cage. Even a giant dragon would become a mere rabid dog if it was chained up.

But shortly after, Charles did not seem to care about the incredible pressure of Symphony No. 4 and opened his other palm gradually. Symphony No. 5 roared! It was simply insane.

The biggest reason why the gist power of the legacy of saints could only be unleashed by saints was that any movement would have been too great and overwhelming for ordinary musicians. If it was not done the right way and the symphony was played forcefully, the resultant pressure of the music theory could easily crush one's consciousness.

Even a saint would be very cautious when controlling such an oversized movement to avoid any counter-reactions. Besides, the holy name of Tchaikovsky was on the same level as Haydn. Even the saints knew it to be a music theory disruption that was massive and complicated and possessed a very wide range! It was also a path of destruction that contained the most intense transformations. This was definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two. The effect would definitely exceed the increments in difficulty. Any mistake and the first person to be burnt would be yourself!

But at this moment, as Charles was doing two things at the same time, he did not seem to be in any difficulty. Instead, he was able to combine Symphony No. 4 and Symphony No. 5 into one.

Both music theories used doom as the main theme and elucidated the path of fate but even as they clashed with each other, unlike what everyone else expected, they did not destroy each other as a result. Instead, they mixed together like fire and wind, and unleashed a destructive power that left even the saints trembling with fear. What was even more terrifying was that when Charles remained motionless, the saint that had inherited Tchaikovsky's holy name began to scream in pain and despair.

In an instant, it was as if all his blood was in turmoil as countless violent music theory spiritualities crushed his consciousness. As Charles continued to summon, he was no longer able to control his own power. He began to burn from inside and in a split second, burnt into a pile of ashes.

Countless music theories escaped from his body and gathered in the hands of Charles. They infused into the legacy of saints in his body and immediately melted into the glorious light of heaven.

Amidst the projection in heaven, an elderly illusion appeared. Double legacies of saints had never ever taken place before. They were the same legacies of saints gathered in one location and under Charles' elucidation, the spiritualities of music theory extended naturally and eventually created the silhouette of a long-forgotten person.

The old man opened his eyes gradually as if he had just woken up from a long dream. He looked at Charles before looking at the saints standing opposite of him. He seemed to be laughing bitterly. ”My apologies, I couldn't help myself.”

In an instant, everyone felt numb in amazement. The dead had been revived! Impossible! The dead were actually being revived! Tchaikovsky of the first generation had died centuries ago yet he had just been revived!

It was just like when the King of Red was revived. When something as miraculous as this appeared before everyone's eyes, all logic and rationale went out the window. To think that the saints of the first generation could be revived when the spiritualities of music theory were gathered together! It was as if these saints had been sent down to the human world once again by the will of God.

”Impossible… impossible…” When the saints realized the significance of this miracle, some of them began to break down. ”From the beginning of time, all things would die except for the Originator that would always be eternal… The Originator is eternal… From life to death…”

This was one of the iron laws of the musicians' three oaths! Only God could be revived from death. But what was happening right before their eyes now…

”Don't be fooled by him!” Liszt's face turned green. ”That's just a fuzzy consciousness formed by the spiritualities of music theory! Don't forget, the death of Hyakume is still in his grasp!”

The music theory consciousness formed by double legacies of saints combined with the memories created from death that had been infused with Eden. Therefore, rebirth only meant the creation of a projection that possessed music theory, memory, and consciousness at the same time. A puppet!

The will to continue the war seemed to have recovered at last, but everyone's hearts were heavy and Liszt looked extremely upset. Indeed, the opponent was just a puppet that greatly resembled the real person. But… how is this different from a true revival? Besides, this is definitely not all…

He had already received the alarm from ”lighthouse.” Other than fuzzy consciousness and memory, there was something different about the projection of saint created by Charles… There was some sort of music theory with the same source as the Cereus!