597 The Chapter of the Golden Victory

In a flash, the red glow charged at Ye Qingxuan. But in the air, a buzz that sounded like countless wild bees flying rang out, as if innumerable wings are vibrating rapidly. The flames that swept towards him like wildfire was the most destructive form that the Firebird had evolved into.

Strengthened under Pomp and Circumstance March No. 1, the Firebird caused the dragon blood in Mary to boil and took on an almost atavistic form of a red dragon. The extent to which Mary could control the Firebird also exceeded her past limit and achieved a terrifying level…

Ye Qingxuan's hair stood on end. Although it looked like flames, the substance was not burning, nor was there any heat. It was actually splitting matter up on the scale of the smallest particles currently observable by human science.

The school of modifications summarized the effect of the sound of wild bees flying as 'the ultimate decomposition', and no tangible material could be spared. Wherever the flames shrouded, everything would be utterly destroyed into nothingness.

Such was the most terrifying aspect of the dragon blood.

In a flash, the barrier formed by Holy shattered. It was set up again, then shattered once more.

Ye Qingxuan quickly retreated. He had no intention to test out whether the clothes of original sin could withstand the flames of the Firebird. If it could, it would still be his loss. If it couldn't, then the game would be up

At the moment, he regretted his b*tchy words a little. Regardless of the circumstances, a mad woman would always be more terrifying than a mad demon, let alone a mad female demon.

Ye Qingxuan could only feel a deep ridicule from fate. Trash talking is fun for a while, but look who the joke's on now? Had you seen it coming, why would you have said so much?!

As the dragon fire swept, a dash of red flashed across, and the tower of shields held up high by an armored knight quietly collapsed into a grayish-white cloud of dust, along with more than half of the knight's body. Half of the iron shell of armor fell to the ground, and blood gushed out belatedly, mixing with the dust that had piled on the ground and forming a pool of viscous slush.

Ye Qingxuan frowned, his free hand pressed towards the air beside him.

Nature interference.

The barrier of Holy rose from the ground and stacked in front of the knights, layer by layer, giving them a short window of time to retreat. At the same time, it trapped Ye Qingxuan and Mary inside. Behind Mary, the violent phantom of the red dragon turned its head, the dark and grotesque eyes looking at Ye Qingxuan.

The next moment, the dragon fire swiped at him. But at that very moment, Ye Qingxuan heard a hallucination-like sound. It seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it. It was an almost indescribable low voice, like the roar of a beast, but it had a rhythm unique to languages.

Across the far distance, it rang in his ears, automatically guiding the changes of the music theory, which finally evolved into a speck of light. The light, with a dream-like radiance, disappeared in a flash. It seemed like a metal worn by time, with a texture visibly different from bronze, as well as black iron and silver.

It was a faint dark gold.

Its brilliance only lasted for a flash, like a sword swiping down. Although it was so tiny that it was difficult to detect, the raging dragon fire sweeping towards him disintegrated in front of the glow and rapidly dissipated without a trace.

Ye Qingxuan began to wonder if it was an illusion.

At that moment, what he felt... was Firebird? A Firebird as brilliant as gold?

As he stood in shock, the glow returned once more and approached Ye Qingxuan. Before it got close to him, it shattered into tiny flecks of light, then scattered over him.

"What is this?" Ye Qingxuan looked at his body, which was glowing faintly, yet to process the incident with his brain. The hallucination-like roar of the beast once again rang out in his ear, as if it was prompting him, Don't waste time. Compared to the sound just now, the roar sounded a bit weak, but even more familiar...

Not having time to properly think about it, Ye Qingxuan subconsciously took a step forward. The moonlight shook and swiped forward like a blade. As the cold moonlight swiped down, and the gravitational pull of music theory twisted the surrounding matter, and a roar burst forth.

In the roar, the red tide was split open from the middle and parted to the sides, washing over the domain of Holy and causing the barrier to disintegrate. Moonlight extended forward, flashing across the fire, and a shrill roar rang out.

Mary screamed shrilly, as a forbidding scar appeared on the phantom of the red dragon. Dissipating Firebird spewed out of it viscously, just like blood.

In an instant, the red dragon had been damaged badly.

Not only the stunned Mary, but even Ye Qingxuan himself had not imagined that his attack would be so powerful.

Under the shine of the light, the Firebird actually turned into a breeze? It's so smooth and simple that it's incredible…

"Grand Inquisitor, what is this new approach of yours?" Shi Dong's voice rang out in his ear. "How come I have not heard anything about you possessing such a unique ability?"

"To be honest, I don't know either," Ye Qingxuan said casually. "But, as you know, I have a noble character, my purity is comparable to that of a saint, I'm more devout than the pope, and my faith is so deeply moving that even the heavens and the earth are moved, so God has finally bestowed charism upon me... Isn't it perfectly reasonable?"

Reasonable your ass!

Even Ye Qingxuan himself did not believe it.

"Look up." Shi Dong sighed. "Look above you."

Ye Qingxuan was surprised. When he looked up, he saw that a halo had risen above him before he even realized it. The dark golden glow turned into a crown, blessing him, and dissipated any Firebird heading his way into nothingness.

What... is this! Ye Qingxuan's eyeballs almost popped out of his head.

Of course he knew what it was! He had seen the same signs on Bai Xi before. In the cemetery back then, Bai Xi strengthened herself with the movement taught by Hermes. It was as if she had God's mandate and could conjure up great powers, making her almost unstoppable.

Pomp and Circumstance March No. 1! The same Pomp and Circumstance March No. 1 has been strengthening me since God knows when! The question is, who is strengthening me?

Who can circumvent my perceptions and music theory, and without seeking my consent, silently strengthen me with it?! It couldn't possibly be...? A ridiculous thought emerged in Ye Qingxuan's mind.

Soon, Shi Dong's prompt pulled him back to reality. "Instead of fussing over it, you have to speed up." On the Mountain of Nomadism, Shi Dong looked up at the sun of darkness hanging high in the sky. "The Dark Sovereign's actions are getting faster and faster. It won't take long before he swallows up the whole of the shadow of Avalon..."

"I know, don't rush me!" Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth, stepped ahead, and swiped at the tide of dragon fire.

The clothes of original sin changed, an exoskeleton system quietly forming under his robes. It attached itself to him and propelled him forward rapidly. In an instant, Mary was close at hand.

Mary looked up in shock and her eyes widened, reflecting the indifferent face of Ye Qingxuan. The sword of the moonlight was held high, and it swiped down at the crystal crown on her head.

Bang! At the last moment, the crown of the King of Hell radiated a dark light, which formed a palm and clutched Ye Qingxuan's blade tightly. The element of hell and the sword of purification collided, stirring up horrifying air gusts and roars.

"What is this?" The face of the Dark Sovereign appeared from within, staring at the halo on top of Ye Qingxuan, and sneered. "I almost forgot you also have the blood of the royal family of Anglo in you. Nice trick indeed, but unfortunately, it's still not enough!" He held on to the sword of the moonlight with one hand and raised the other hand, supporting the sun of darkness in the sky above.

A terrifying gravitational pull erupted from it as countless rays of light collapsed within, turning it into a dark cave that swallowed everything, pulling the wreckage of Avalon into it nonstop. Under the horrifying gravitational pull, even light was distorted as it writhed around the dark cave and was finally sucked in.

In a flash, countless pieces of wreckage from the buildings in the shadow of Avalon were pulled into it. Even the Mountain of Nomadism in the air let out a twisted, forlorn whine, operating at full force to resist the terrible gravitational pull of the scepter of hell.

"The scepter of hell is about to be complete..." The Dark Sovereign looked down at Ye Qingxuan, smirking evilly. "You are too slow."

"Is that so?" Ye Qingxuan smiled in relief. "Maybe not."

At that very moment, a loud noise rang out.

It was the roar of a beast.

It was like a wolf's howl, an eagle's screech, a whale's song, and a lion's roar!

In the ferocious roar, the shadow of Avalon disintegrated completely. Countless buildings collapsed in violent turmoil, the earth cracked and collapsed, but what emerged from beneath... was a burning golden radiance.

Everything in sight was ignited within it.

Under the cracks in the earth, light spurted out like a waterfall. It traveled against the gravity, and flew towards the sky, igniting and illuminating the entire dark world. Between the heavens and the earth, what was rippling was endless golden light.

It was the exact color that Ye Qingxuan was familiar with. It was what the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth had looked like back when it had not fallen to become the shadow of Avalon, the scepter that Arthur had inscribed in the stone sword—the Chapter of the Golden Victory!!! 

But it was what shocked Ye Qingxuan, for the stone sword was not even here at all! Even if he had the stone sword in hand, it would be difficult for him to conjure up such a terrifyingly large-scaled phenomenon. It was simply as if the shadow of Avalon had been awakened!

In the endless golden brilliance, countless strands of music theory gathered together and intertwined. Under the performance of the piece in the form of roars of beasts, the mighty movement was formed. Finally, supplied with a massive amount of aether, it materialized vaguely. But the brilliance was too glaring, and Ye Qingxuan couldn't see what it actually was.

Right from the moment of its birth, it fell from the sky and flew towards the battlefield where Ye Qingxuan was in. In only an instant, it flew into Mary's arms. And at that very moment, Ye Qingxuan finally got a clear look of its outline.

Is that a majestic and heavy sword? No, the hilt is just an illusion cast by music theory. What actually possessed a physical form is...the sheath!

The sheath, which had gathered the endless radiance, cast itself into Mary's arms, and like a phantom, it dissolved into her body… But in the next moment, the golden brilliance coursed through her body as her heart pumped madly. Torrents of it swept through, annihilating all the blood-colored Firebird. The scepter of hell shook, and the phantom of the Dark Sovereign flickered, almost dissipating.

His expression suddenly changed.

The queen regnant in blood screamed. She staggered backward, roaring painfully, Firebird spurting out of her pores nonstop and dissipating in the air. It was as if beasts were fighting in her body…

Illuminated by the blazing radiance, her body seemed to have become translucent, and one could see the sheath formed by countless strands of interwoven music theory.

It was like a second heart.

As the music theory changed, a brand new aether circulation replaced her blood circulation, the golden radiance coursing in her blood, unrelentingly removing the music theory of the scepter of hell. The negative personality formed by bestiality had its roots cut off and roared in pain, but it was unable to retain the blood-colored Firebird that was constantly dissipating. Just like water exposed under the scorching sun, it evaporated rapidly.

In her eyes, pools of blood were in turmoil, but the golden radiance rising slowly from the deepest point could not be covered. She seemed to have finally understood where the thing that had the same roots and origins as herself, yet far surpassed her, had come from.

"No, it shouldn't be like this..." She screamed and looked at the sky, staring furiously in the direction of the palace. "You promised me! You promised me! It shouldn't be like this..."

No one responded.

In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored Firebird had been washed away completely, and a pure dark golden radiance flowed in her body, completely suppressing the blood of Leviathan and sealing it. Then, with the grand melody, the reborn Firebird spewed out of Mary's body. It was as brilliant as gold!

The Firebird responded to the sea of light in the sky, playing an impassioned melody. The music theory evolved and dazzled Ye Qingxuan, revealing to him the true essence of the school of summoning.

As the strands of music theory interwove, countless types of bestiality emerged from it. Controlled by music theory, the horrifying bestiality observed in catastrophes gathered and took shape, with the Firebird as a medium.

After absorbing countless types of bestiality, the golden, brilliant Firebird had evolved until it had reached the limit of bestiality, transforming into hundreds and thousands of forms, such as dogs, snakes, eagles, wolves, lions, and giant whales in the sea… In the end, they overlapped and converged into one, materializing into a dragon head!

Such was the actual way to make use of the dragon blood. With the dragon blood as a medium, ignite the flame, gather countless types of bestiality, smelt them into one, and finally nurture from the fire a supreme beast existing only in fantasy and legends.

Such was the actual Chapter of the Golden Victory!

At that very moment, the golden dragon head emerged from Mary's Firebird, then raised its head relentlessly, biting the crown on her head.

The sea of light in the sky gathered, and as the dragon whistled, together they sealed the sun of darkness completely! Then, the jaws of the dragon shut…

Bang! The dark Lord roared in agony. The scepter of hell that had barely pieced itself back together cracked once more, revealing layers of fissures.

In front of the Chapter of the Golden Victory, it had no ability to resist at all. It had fallen into the shackles of its music theory when it was absorbing the shadow of Avalon to assimilate it as part of itself unsuspectingly.

At the moment, the shadow of Avalon turned on him under the control of the Chapter of the Golden Victory, completely overpowering him in a flash.

"Arthur? What are you doing?" The Dark Sovereign roared in rage but was immediately shocked. "No! You are not... What the heck are you?!?!" In the mouth of the huge golden dragon, a great force burst forth from the crystal crown covered in cracks, furiously trying to break free from the hold of the dragon head. But the golden dragon was unmoved, and let it struggle. It simply looked around and turned its familiar gaze to Ye Qingxuan.

The eyes were full of arrogance, as always, and it was as majestic as an emperor. When it looked at other people, its gaze was full of spite. What are you still waiting for?

Ye Qingxuan smiled. He looked into Mary's golden eyes.

"Your Majesty, pardon my lack of manners."