297 Deva Sensing

Above the tall tower, Ye Qingxuan studied the rift in his chest with a shocked expression. The heart of the enchantment of Avalon’s Shadow had somehow moved into his own heart. A heart created by the royal capital’s enchantment? A one-of-a-kind sub-originator? No one would believe him, right? It was too theatrical…

He closed his eyes and connected to the rhythm beating within him. He was instantly intoxicated by the heavenly heartbeat. His vision seemed to leave his body and rise up to the sky with the moonlight.

It rose, rose, and rose…until it was at the top of the heavens. Avalon’s Shadow instantly became too small to see. His mind hovered above the sky and looked down on the large world.

Light dotted the endless land. Above him, stars dotted the heavens. The stream of aether created a large "star ring." It shone like stars and ran across the skies and earth like rivers and streams. For a moment, he could not tell the sky and land apart and was lost. Then, he heard the song.

Waves of aether rolled between the two extremes and formed a faraway song. It spread long and wide but was fleeting and untouchable. It disappeared within an instant. However, it left an odd enlightenment in his heart.

"Is this Deva sensing?"

When it dawned on him, Ye Qingxuan reached out toward the world. The complex music theory weaved at his fingertip and played the melody. Small ripples formed in the aetheric sea. The ripples spread in all directions and instantly reached thousands of miles away. Melting into the endless lights, the stars were touched as well before the ripples disappeared.

In that moment, Archbishop Albert, who was sleeping inside the Sacred City, was startled from his sleep. Opening his eyes, he saw the full moon rise from the darkness that had covered Avalon and enter the musician’s world.

"What…is this?" he murmured.

Deep within the aetheric world, the sleeping minds opened their eyes and looked at the ripples in the starry sky with confusion. It was a small greeting. Someone was saying, "I am here."

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"An official musician now?" Lola, layed weakly on the ground and asked softly.

"Yeah." Ye Qingxuan chuckled and helped Lola up. "Thanks to you, I’m finally on the third level."

"You’ve just become official but you made a bigger commotion than when I went for the scepter level." Lola coughed quietly and spat out fresh blood.

"Are you injured?"

"I accidentally embarrassed myself. I could’ve succeeded but that guy committed suicide." She managed a smile, revealing a bit of disappointment. "And then he dragged that big thing down."

"You’ve worked hard." The youth took off his long robe for her. "Take a rest and hand everything to me. Old Phil will come find you after it takes the Butcher away. Just follow it."

"You’ve finally survived and now you want to die again?"

"To collect my debt." Ye Qingxuan rose and patted the wound on his chest. "He broke my heart. I should express something."

Lola managed a smile and closed her eyes. "Remember to run if you can’t beat him."

"Don’t worry, I’m the best at running." The youth pushed the brim of his hat down. He slammed his cane on the ground. "But first let me act cool."

Boom! The white tower trembled and the twelve zodiac gates fell open. Moonlight swept into the darkness like a tide! Amongst the dark musicians, Naberius froze. Seeming to think of something, he subtly retreated and hid inside the darkness.

"What is this?" The dark musician in the front wrinkled his brows. He shook his head when the broken moonlight fell upon him and he looked at his companions. "It looks like…like…"

Like what?

Suddenly thinking of it, he raised his hand to pat his head. However, his arm loosened and a clump of sand fell onto his face.

He was stunned. His companions stared at him as if they had seen a ghost. The dark aura of demons flowed in that place covered by moonlight. The aura writhed like a dying snake and dissipated.

The moonlight surged like waves that destroyed the castle on the beach. It destroyed the dark musician’s body as well. Shrieking, he stumbled back. However, his companions could see that his mutated body parts were rapidly deconstructing and scattering in the wind and moon.

"What…curse is this?" he stuttered.

His face became weathered, baring the goat-like skull. Three eyeballs trembled in the eye sockets as they were invaded by moonlight. Horror, panic, despair…and finally, a terrifying serenity.

"It’s so beautiful." The dark musician had eroded into a skeleton but he bathed in the moonlight. His remaining flesh smiled and waved at the others. "Come on, come look! I-I sublimated!" He abruptly yanked out his demonized heart and then put a hand to his forehead. His sound of heart was activated and his body shuddered…he had killed himself!

What kind of f*cked up sublimation was this?!

Freaked out, the other dark musicians hurriedly avoided the moonlight but it was too late. The semi-realistic, semi-illusionary moonlight fell upon each person equally.

Agonized cries sounded one after another. The abnormal power quickly eroded under the invasion of the moonlight. The music theory that controlled the power extinguished as if its spine had been yanked out. It collapsed without a sound.

Practically every dark musician had undergone the ritual to strengthen themselves with demonic blood. While receiving power, they were also tied to this power. When the power began to dissipate, it was undoubtedly the end of their lives.

"Hurry and release the nightmare fog. Hide yourself!" someone finally reacted in the silent horror and yelled. "Push down your strength! Leave here!"

The dark musician had cruelly broken the lower half of his own body. Gray mist rolled out of his body and covered the moonlight, allowing him to recover his strength. His body quickly regenerated.

Overjoyed, he called a shadow wolf to carry him. "Leave this place! That guy had transformed the enchantment’s power into a curse! If you leave, he’ll be powerless."

A hand reached out from the moonlight and yanked him off the shadow wolf by the collar. A smiling face appeared before him.

"You want to leave after pissing off the Vengeful Spirit?"

His eyes changed and the shadow under his feet trembled. An immense object rose from it and was instantly shattered by lightning. The pouncing shadow wolf was ejected. Lightning burst from it and it shattered.

The dark musician was now charred. His expressions changed and quickly showed decisiveness. "Let me leave and I promise to be loyal—"

"Don’t worry, I won’t kill you." Ye Qingxuan glanced over coldly and cut him off.

The dark musician froze. But he saw moonlight shoot from Ye Qingxuan’s fingers and surge into him. The undefeatable purification had begun from inside him.

"To be honest, I’m not good at killing and I never force myself." He tossed the dark musician to the floor and gazed at the others. "The moonlight only purifies demons. If you cut off the contract with Satan then you won’t die. The asylum and Hell are two places so…you can decide if you want to live or not."

Darkness rose out of nowhere. Thick fog spewed from the dark musicians. It contained the moans of countless people and snaked into their ears, murmuring endlessly. This was the ‘nightmare fog’ that dark musicians often used. It was aether transformed by satanic power. Not only could it swallow light and sound, it could also create boundaries and suppress their enemy’s abilities.

This was the dark musicians’ reply.

The moonlight that poured from the door was just scrap material left from creating Ye Qingxuan’s sub-originator. It was powerless against the nightmare fog with complex music theory.

"Ye Qingxuan, still alive…" A cold voice traveled in the wind. Behind the Dark Lord, Gavin looked back. He studied the face with steel gray eyes. "As expected, I should’ve been more direct. This is my mistake."

"You’ve made many mistakes, Gavin. This isn’t the only one." Ye Qingxuan gazed at him from the other side of the endless wind and moonlight. His face was expressionless. "Don’t worry. I’ll help you fix them all!"

Clenching a fist, Jiu Xiao Huan Pei shot out. The cane thudded on the ground with a crisp echo. Strands of moonlight appeared and scattered in all directions.

"You don’t know your place!" A beastly musician roared amongst the dark musicians. Under the nightmare fog, his figure changed dramatically and fused with his beastly nature. Then he disappeared. This was the upgraded version of the formless ghost—the void predator!

A hoarse song came from somewhere. It left behind a thick decaying aura in its path. Even aether lost its liveliness and fell into slumber. This was compound beast fusion!

He had fused multiple demonic powers at once. After Modifications musicians turned to Satanism, they no longer needed to worry about the backlash of the beastly nature. They could use the skill to their full extent and was beyond human imagination. He had fused four types, including toxic poison and the curse of burning blood.

He charged to Ye Qingxuan instantly under the nightmare fog’s cover. He opened his invisible arms and embraced! He was able to suck the vitality out of living things with just a touch and enhance the originator within him.

In reply, the youth pulled a long nail from his bag.

The silver nail reflected the moonlight as if it contained hellish fire. Sensing the demonic aura, it began ringing. In the embrace of death, the youth raised his hat, revealing icy eyes. "Since you looked over, then I’ll show you all something nice!" Chaotic aether shot out instantly—but it came from all directions instead of Ye Qingxuan’s hands!

Without communication, pre-planning, hesitation, waiting, or mercy, this was an all-out and aggressive attack with nothing held back.

The dark musicians had begun!