pjbooks Chapter 94 The Sound of Silence
Chapter 94 The Sound of Silence
Chapter 94 The Sound of Silence
Both sides wanted to kill each other, so neither side held back.
"Sizzle!"
"Thunder Seal!"
"Ice Vines!"
The Black Vatican's first move used only basic magic, and even this basic magic required them to draw star trails for quite some time.
Hua Yu was getting a little anxious watching them try so hard to depict the magic.
We can't let beginner-level magic stop, can we?
Got it!
Hua Yu scanned the area and actually found one with a broken star track.
Although the Black Vatican has a large number of members, they are generally weaklings.
Most of them are a group of grassroots monks who have achieved nothing at the bottom of society and whose lives are destined to be just like that.
Knowing they couldn't improve their strength and had limited vision, they were easily misled and embarked on this path of no return.
How many truly powerful people would be willing to join such an organization, living like a rat in the street for the rest of their lives, never seeing the light of day?
Hua Yu was worried that things might get complicated if Mu He, the Grand Steward of Hujin, escaped, which would be troublesome.
Although the probability of this happening under his control is practically nonexistent.
But he wasn't going to delay any longer. He pressed down with his right hand, and an invisible spatial fluctuation swept out.
Space domain!
The minions who were casting magic collapsed to the ground.
A few people managed to unleash magic, but within the spatial realm, the power of that magic was greatly reduced.
With a mere thought, Hua Yu conjured several spatial barriers in front of him, blocking the opponent's first wave of attacks.
Seeing that Hua Yu had suppressed all of their people below the high-level with a single move, Mu He and the others looked rather grim.
The young man before them was much stronger than they had anticipated.
The four high-level mages haven't made a move; are they still testing the waters?
Hua Yu glanced at the four people still standing opposite him and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
To have this kind of mentality when facing oneself is truly a death wish!
If you're not going to make a move, then don't make a move!
With a wave of his hand, a small musical instrument appeared in his hand.
The magic weapon circled the beam!
As soon as Rao Liang appeared, Hua Yu put it to his lips.
A melody that purifies the soul begins to play.
The sound of silence!
As soon as the melodious tune began, the Black Vatican members who were prostrate on the ground burst into tears, seemingly repenting for the sins of their lives.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was really wrong!"
The music had only been playing for ten seconds when a gray-robed priest from the Black Vatican suddenly struggled to his feet.
Under the immense pressure of the spatial domain, the person's body was strangely displaced.
But he felt no physical pain at all, and knelt on the ground devoutly, repeatedly banging his head against the ground.
"I am guilty!"
"I am guilty!"
"I am guilty!"
Blood flowed all over the ground, and gradually, the man's head touched the ground and never rose again.
"I am guilty!"
Even at the very end of his life, he kept murmuring those three words!
After the first one, more and more grey-robed priests and black-robed cultists struggled to their feet and repeated the man's actions.
"No, stop him quickly!" Mu He said.
At first, he didn't realize anything, but after the first person committed suicide, his mind was stirred, and he immediately sensed something was wrong.
He joined the Black Vatican a long time ago, with a firm will and loyalty to the church. He is someone who would never betray the church in his life.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be in such a high position now.
How could my own heart possibly be fluctuating?
However, even he, a staunch and loyal member of the church, has experienced a change in his heart. How could anyone else possibly resist?
"thump!"
Of the four, the woman with the least seniority, who had just been promoted to blue-robed steward, knelt on the ground.
Upon seeing this, Scarface could no longer remain calm.
"Fierce Fire. Fierce Fist. Earth..."
"Buzz!"
A strange sound reached Scarface's ears, and he instinctively covered his head with his hands as the star map he had just drawn shattered.
A melody of silence should, by its very nature, be completely silent.
Apart from the music and the apology, no one is allowed to make any noise!
The brilliance of magic vanished completely at that moment.
Scarface looked at Hua Yu with a grim expression. He gritted his teeth and, somewhat unwilling to give up, cast the spell again.
"Spatial Rhythm."
"Buzz!"
"I'll do it!"
The man in blue, who always chuckled strangely, stopped laughing this time. He took out the concentration pendant hanging around his neck, held it in his hand, and then began to depict his magic.
The Concentration Pendant is a treasure that can withstand one mental attack, making it a special magical artifact that many destruction mages would like to carry with them.
"thunderbolt."
Razer danced wildly, its volatile energy gathering above his head.
"Buzz!"
"Concentrate!"
The diamond-shaped necklace emitted a blue glow, resisting the energy rushing towards him.
The collision of the two energies did not interrupt the depiction of the star map beneath his feet.
The man in blue couldn't help but smile with delight.
There is a play!
"Wild Dance".
The man in blue, laughing strangely, lowered his arm with confidence, but the usual scene of his hand striking down with lightning did not occur.
The same scene has happened again!
The lightning power that was about to take shape shattered with a deafening roar.
"thump!"
The man in blue with the strange laugh didn't even know why he was doing what he was doing. Like a machine, he kept banging his head against the ground at a fixed frequency.
"I am guilty!"
On the Black Vatican's side, only Mu He, the most resolute among them, and the strongest, Scarface, remained.
Scarface is feeling very frustrated, as he is unable to use his full strength.
Even when he knelt on the ground, he still couldn't understand why.
In the face of disease, all beings are equal!
"You're a victim!" Mu He asked in shock, as if he had suddenly realized something.
However, his question clearly went unanswered.
Hua Yu continued playing the clapper in his hand.
Mu He's eyes flickered, and a young face appeared in his mind, a child who resembled him somewhat.
Suddenly, all the scenes from my memory about him came flooding back.
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"From now on, you're not allowed to call me 'Dad.' You have to call me 'Uncle Mu He,' understand?"
"I understand, Father."
"Snapped!"
Mu He slapped the child hard across the face.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Muhe!"
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"Uncle, I've awakened the ice element."
"What's there to be happy about? You're nowhere near as good as Yu'ang!"
Because of this one sentence, every time Mu He passed by the manor, he could see the child desperately meditating.
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"thump!"
Muhe did not repent like the others.
The moment he knelt on both knees, his life came to an end.
The music has ended!
It was completely silent here!
In front of Hua Yu, there appeared a group of people kneeling on the ground, their heads hanging down, with no other external injuries except for their foreheads, their deaths extremely bizarre.
Hua Yu put away the Rao Liang and, with a thought, shattered the mask on Mu He's face.
Beneath the mask was a face with thick eyebrows and a beard, and fair cheeks, clearly belonging to a pampered middle-aged man.
A single, barely perceptible tear clung to the middle-aged man's face.
(End of this chapter)