741 Give Me a Noble Status or Give Me Death (2/2)

The old devil had already gone crazy.

Although the world had never lacked madness, Ye Qingxuan never thought that the old man whom he had just ridiculed for not daring to take risks would be so determined.

He burned his boats.

If the Sacred City had been capable of coping with the pressure from the monster of Caucasian and the order of the old world had remained stable, the old musician might not have gone so far to the present extent.

But at the moment, if the Sacred City failed, it would undoubtedly be a death sentence for Asgard.

If they lost here, they would have no way of continuing the war. The vast and rich Asgard would totally become a juicy piece of meat on the chopping block, at the mercy of the winner during negotiations, terrorized by catastrophes.

The north wind was no longer.

Just like how the emperor would never surrender his throne willingly, the old musician would not accept the outcome of the Asgardians being defeated, and he would never let Asgard be reduced to such an extent.

Give me a noble status or give me death.

Ye Qingxuan could somewhat understand the grief and feeling of unreconciliation the old musician felt in his heart. But at the moment, it was not time for mutual understanding, and mutual understanding between Ye Qingxuan and the Asgardians was of no godd*mn use anyway.

”Since you are so ambitious, I wish you all the best.” While blabbering words that even he himself did not believe, Ye Qingxuan secretly urged Mary to retreat immediately through the Net of Aether, but it was as if all his urges had sunk into the sea, and he received no response.

At the moment, it was as if a chopper had slammed down suddenly, and the connection to the Net of Aether was completely cut off.

As his expression turned dark, the figure in the divine armor spread out his left palm.

In the hand of steel, the phantom image of the Wheel of Balance emerged, and the broken stone plate reflected the phantom images of the Net of Aether and Leviathan.

”The biggest weakness of the Net of Aether is that it must be connected by the Heaven Ladder to function.” The old musician said calmly, ”If my guess is correct, if the connection of the Heaven Ladder is cut off, then in the blind spot of the sensing of the Net of Aether, power can't operate no matter how huge it is.”

Along with his words, the rumble of a collapse came from afar.

It was like the wailing of metals before they shattered.

The old musician turned back and gazed in the direction of the rumble.

”The Golden Palace has collapsed.” He said to Ye Qingxuan, ”Under the collapse, I'm afraid that His Majesty will not be spared by fate. As a minister, I am powerless to avenge His Majesty. I can only do all I can and ask the two of you to represent Anglo and accompany him in his grave. The wish of His Majesty can also be considered fulfilled that way.”

Ye Qingxuan almost laughed out of angry.

Can he be considered as too conceited? Bro, it's alright that you want to create your kingdom of heaven on earth. Wishing for others to not cause you more trouble is already an extravagant hope, yet you are still planning to use others as stepping stones. Where are your confidence and boldness coming from?

”Hey, you aren't good-looking, why is it that you think more wishfully than I do?” Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and cackled, raising the New Testament Sword, ready to give the old *sshole a brutal lesson!

But at the moment, under the ground, Vanaheim suddenly shook. In the dark night sky, bangs abruptly sounded one after another in the distance.

The burning light burned the dark iron skies red.

In the great earthquake that swept through Asgard, pillars of light rose into the sky one after another, supporting the sky that was about to collapse. As the pillars of light rose, Vanaheim's power suddenly surged by tens of times, increasing to an incredible extent.

The vast domain covered the land territory of Asgard, and the inexhaustible power spewed out of the aether reserves that had all been opened, blending into the light, and gathered from all directions.

”Even Anglo can have a national defense front, are there really no war fortifications on the territory of Asgard?” The old musician looked at Ye Qingxuan indifferently. ”Since 200 years ago, we have been carrying out construction works underground, building the foundation of Vanaheim. We laid roads in the wilderness, built six great cities, and migrated millions of people, creating the 13 permanent war fortresses we have today.

”Today, it's finally time to activate them...”

Ye Qingxuan got goosebumps. The 13 fortresses built on the aether nodes of Vanaheim could continuously extract the reserves of the entire treasury for battles, and they were known as the strong barriers that would never fall, the iron walls of Asgard. But the reason why he felt fear was not because of the power of the 13 fortresses, but because, just now, the old musician had personally destroyed all that completely!

After centuries of preparation, the fortresses were built, and God knew how high the price paid was. But at the moment, following the orders of the old musician, it was completely dissolved in the torrent of aether in a flash.

They brought millions of innocent lives with them…

”You have really gone crazy.” Ye Qingxuan's pupils contracted, and he was overwhelmed by a sudden disgust. ”Are they not citizens of Asgard?!”

”You need not worry about other people, Grand Inquisitor.” The old musician sneered. ”Worry about yourself first!”

As the 13 fortresses completely disintegrated, the power stored in them was completely integrated into the depths of Vanaheim. At the moment, beneath the ground, Vanaheim had become a huge refining cauldron.

It was a melting pot full of power and death.

It wasn't just that, but Ye Qingxuan also sensed turbulent music theory of the Church within it. Since the old musician had fallen out with the Church, nothing was holding him back anymore. Even the dead saints were swallowed up by Vanaheim. All their music theory, movements, spirituality, and legacy were cast into the cauldron and became part of Vanaheim.