by Feng Yue
531 I Hope So
532 Nightmare
533 For Victory
534 Breakfas
535 Disappointmen
536 Long Lives the Elegy
537 Sain
538 The Mountain of Nomadism
539 Keel and Virtue
540 Night Battle
541 The Moon in the Water, the Person on the Heavens
542 The Singing
543 The Ocean Abyss of Suffocation
544 The Wind and the Moon
545 Flying
546 The Presen
547 Learning Makes One Happy
548 The Remnants
549 Qualifications and Conditions
550 Power and Glory
551 Making Good Use of the Remaining Value
552 The Defense Line
553 An Unfamiliar World
554 The Dark Future
555 A New Legend
556 I Love Studying
557 Learning Makes One Happy
558 Addicted to Studying
559 The Day of Setting Sail
560 Avalon Part 1
561 Avalon Part 2
562 Gif
563 Counter-attack
564 Avalon, I’m Back
565 Return
566 Thames
567 I Am the Country
568 The Evil of Humanity Part 1
569 The Evil of Humanity Part 2
570 Friend, Please Wait for One…
571 Here’s to the New World Part 1
572 Here’s to the New World Part 2
573 It’s Been a While
574 Trus
575 The Iron of Decay
576 The End of Solomon
577 The Vacuum Sun
578 The Blood of Amber
579 Sub-originator Showdown
580 The Inheritance of the Stone Hear
581 The Spirit Won’t Pass On
582 The Arrows
583 I’ll Be Back in a Momen
584 Time to Leave
585 Protection
586 Tomorrow
587 Redemption Part 1
588 Redemption Part 2
589 Before the Coronation
590 King of Hell on Earth
591 Banquet Part 1
592 Banquet Part 2
593 Clichéd Ambush
594 Never Give Up
595 Kingslayer
596 Pledge Allegiance?
597 The Chapter of the Golden Victory
598 Betrayal
599 The Holy Operation
600 The Way of Relief
601 Welcome Back
602 The Path to the Top
603 The Dragon and the Dog
604 Does It Feel Great?
605 Still Plenty of Time
606 Speed and Strength
607 Light of Pureness
608 Words to Say
609 The Old Gods Are Dying
610 The Final Absurdity
611 The Staff of Destiny
612 May the God Bless the Kingdom and My King Bless Me
613 Judgmen
614 Dawn
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616 Wild Ambition
617 Sorry, No Way
618 Think with Your Brain…
619 The Carnot Cycle
620 An Ingenious Idea
621 A Happy Beginning
622 It’s Getting Light Out, Time to Get to Work
623 Talen
624 Cheers to Friendship
625 The Preposterous Ways of the World
626 The Whole Family Is Disappointed with You
627 Can You Give Me a Hug?
628 Prototype Part 1
629 Prototype Part 2
630 The Essence of Aether
631 A Storm is Coming
632 In the Name of the King
633 The Second and Firs
634 Escor
635 Misgivings
636 Negotiate
637 Misunderstanding
638 Assembly
639 Kings of the Sea
640 If You Say You’re Going to Do It, Then Do I
641 Under the Witness of the Various Kings
642 Let’s Negotiate
643 Provisions
644 Stone Plate
645 Strange Circumstances
646 Command
647 And It Was So
648 Even the Dark Musician would not have Tolerated
649 I’m a Good Friar
650 I’m Just Gonna Rub Against I
651 Keep Pushing
652 Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dus
653 Borrow a Chicken to Lay Eggs
654 A Good Man
655 I Am Everything
656 I Do It Often
657 Pray
658 Believers
659 The Next Destination
660 Just Be Yourself
661 Metage
662 What Are You Looking At?
663 I Don’t Care
664 Eulogizing in the Ashes
665 Electricity
666 Crack
667 A Better World
668 You are Finally Here
669 Blunder
670 The Valuable Asset of the Abyss
671 War
672 Wormwood
673 Bridge
674 Please Forgive I
675 Depths
676 Reformation
677 Ultimate Skill
678 The Right Time
679 Don’t Eat Pies That You Are Not Supposed To
680 Quenching Thirst with Poison
681 The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse
682 Dies Irae
683 We Meet Again
684 I Look Forward to Your Triumphant Return
685 Is It So?
686 Trial
687 Miracle
688 Wheel of Balance
689 The Plague Returns
690 Collapse
691 The City in the Sky
692 Burp~
693 I Have a Rough Plan
694 It Should Not Be So
695 A World Where Nothing Really Exists
696 Catastrophe Net of Aether
697 It’s Settled Then
698 Beneath the Roses
699 The Wheel of History
700 Goodbye
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702 Gospel
703 The Black Box of His Royal Highness the Prince
704 Water Tank
705 War and Daybreak
706 Value
707 The Crux of the Issue
708 As It Is in Heaven
709 Competing to Be the Most Terrible
710 Thinking
711 The Perfection in Theory
712 Victory and Defea
713 Gungnir
714 The Wrath of the Queen
715 Three Fronts
716 War
717 Surprise Attack
718 God Bless the Kingdom
719 Confrontation
720 Why Are You So Strong?
721 From the New World
722 Truce?
723 Discussion
724 Inspiration
725 Compassion
726 Miracle
727 Confidence
728 Fruit of Destruction
729 Catina
730 New Testamen
731 Age of Chaos
732 Victory Is in Me!
733 Mercy and Cruelty
734 Afterimage
735 Magic Gold
736 Mission Accomplished
737 Witness
738 Mistake
739 Who is the Monster
740 Everlasting Friendship
741 Trade
742 Give Me a Noble Status or Give Me Death
743 Apologies
744 I’ll Give You All of I
745 Sublimation
746 The Path of Fire Sword
747 Have a Taste of Your Ow
n Medicine
748 An Evil Balance
749 God
750 Heaven
751 Alpha
752 Beneath the Long Skir
753 Reptiles
754 Weigh
《Silent Crown》 Volume 12755 On the Road
756 Cloud Tower
757 Bon Voyage
758 Let Me Do I
759 Wait!
760 Rebellion
761 The Cat and I Are Not Going Ou
762 The Real Thing
763 Clouds Follow the Dragon and Wind Follows the Tiger
764 Understanding
765 I Trust You’ve Been Well
766 Entering the City
767 Acceptance
768 World of Rising Floods
769 World of Rising Floods Part 2
770 Hero
771 Hero and Death
772 The Hero’s End
773 Think about I
774 Illusory Joy
775 Before the Landing
776 God
777 Monarch and Subjec
778 The Pas
779 Special Pardon
780 The Loser’s Last Words
781 Why Bother?
782 Broken Sky
783 Meeting
784 Pay Back in Kindness
785 Secre
786 Unknown Objects
787 The End of Human Nature
788 I’m Sorry
789 Joke
790 Ye Xuan
791 In the End
792 Choice
793 Salvation
794 Negotiation
795 Mistake
796 Funeral Part 1
797 Funeral 2
798 Funeral III
《Silent Crown》 Volume 13799 Judgment Part 1
800 Judgment 2
801 Judgement III
802 Judgment Part 4
803 Observation
804 Future I
805 Future Part 2
806 Choice
807 Goodnigh
808 Wait and Hope
809 Hell
1 The Well of the Ultimate
In the dead of night, rain was pouring from the sky.
A man wrapped in a large coat held up his lantern in the dark street.
The rain poured down on his long coat relentlessly, with a cold, insatiable drive chilling him to the bone and soul.
The cold air frosted the lantern, making the light dimmer than it already was. In the dim yellow light, the path a few feet ahead was visible to him, but anything further along faded into pitch blackness in the rain.
The surroundings were distorted by the rain and darkness. Only when lightning struck could the towering castle be revealed. Stone statues of beasts covered in green moss sat on the rainspout, rainwater streaming out from their mouths.
When the lantern was held up, the man’s face was also faintly illuminated.
He was an old looking man with emerald eyes and a silver beard.
There was a sense of abnormality in the air. A twisted weirdness lurked in the rain falling to the ground, in the lightning that cracked through the clouds, and in the deep breaths that the old man let out.
There was not a single sound anywhere!
In this world of silence, even the realness of breaths and heartbeats were fading as time passed. Not even a coward would fear this world, because all fear had already been frozen by the dead silence.
Gaius had been here many times before, but each time, he felt ruined city was assimilating him, making him as cold as the city—turning him into a walking corpse.
This dead silence may not even be a good place for a ghost to live.
When he raised his head to take a deep breath, he could feel all the invisible beings that filled the city. They were the “aether” that roamed the atmosphere and the earth. Aether resonated within his internal organs, and harshly pulled away all existing sound.
When he looked down, he could see the rain water on the ground flowing with aether. Among the waves and streams, the aether spread out beautifully like Eastern silk laid before his feet, flowing to the end of the darkness.
This was a gorgeous, extravagant cage.
Sound was devoured in this city by the enchantment, a magical force field. Aether slept here eternally. Not even the musicians that understood the heavens and earth could communicate with it—this was the Wyrmrest Enchantment.
In the silence, Gaius raised his head suddenly. He felt a presence approaching. The darkness thickened.
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Through the twisted screen of rain, the darkness looked as if it were a living being. It tried to tear itself apart, struggling with its teeth and claws, wanting to break free, wanting to get the thing out.
And so the darkness was separated.
In this silence, the rain and the wind blew wildly. Gray shadows emerged from the darkness. The color was like boiled lime, or the sharp edges and corners of a marble.
There had been thirty-one of them when they set off but only nine came back, their gray robes almost completely covered with blood. The leader staggered, his hands holding a slender object. It was wrapped in a dirty white cloth, supporting his body so he did not fall.
When Gaius saw him, he could not help but take a step back.
Half of his face was charred. The wound had not yet healed, white and clammy from the rain. Water dripped from the side of his face—even the droplets had a faint tint of blood.
“Hein?” he mumbled in dismay, but suddenly realized that he could not make any sound.
Hein made an effort to pull the corner of his mouth up, as if he were smiling. This man was once known to have the face of an angel, but now it was as hideous as the Asura in hell.
There was no time for Gaius to say anything. He turned in a rush to save time, and pushed open the door of the fortress.
For a moment, he watched behind Hein carefully.
Behind Hein, the grey friars stood silently, carrying something large and heavy. The object they carried was wrapped in layers of white cloth, revealing only a sharp edge.
Gaius felt a sting in his eyes, and did not dare look again.
The door closed silently, devouring the trail of the group.
Lightning flashed in the clouds and on the fort. The stone beasts stared at the sky, their grinning mouths almost sneering.
The creeping wind blew from the darkness as if it were walking into the Underworld.
They walked down as if there was no end.
The torch on the wall illuminated the long corridor. Gaius led the way in the front. The heavy copper keys shook at his waist but made no sound when they collided.
As the key twisted, the sixth black iron door opened. Every time, Gaius could feel the bronze hub in friction with the huge structure behind the door. There was a violent tremble, like a key going into his own body, attempting to completely destroy his weary bones.
With every step he took, he could not help but want to look back at the thing Hein carried. That thing was calling to him, telling him to turn around quickly, to look carefully, and imprint its image into his eyes.
Immersed by the object’s call, his mind was shaken up. It was like an invisible hand was pulling at his soul from within his body, softly urging, “Turn around.”
The voice said, “Come and turn around quick. Look at me. Look at me now. Look at me!”
He trembled as the silent murmur summoning him spoke relentlessly, echoing in his ears!
He felt a hand on his shoulders, calming down his wildly beating heart. He was sober, but felt himself soaked with cold sweat.
It was not until now that he realized he had been standing in front of the last door for a long time, immersed in a hidden temptation, unable to extricate from it.
That thing had magic!
Gaius turned and tried to smile, but Hein just took his hand off him, and gestured him to move on.
When the last key was inserted into the keyhole, Gaius felt so tired that he thought he
was about to die.
The gate, three meters thick, opened with a tremor as the machine twisted. The torch was lit, and the darkness dissipated. Cold wind blew in from behind the door, with a pungent and hot scent enough to make one dizzy.
Yet Gaius was slightly relieved. He was finally about to complete his mission, just like the others.
He looked up at the inscription on the gates: The Well of the Ultimate.
Behind the mighty iron gate was the abyss.
In the darkness, the light rose from the abyss, swung, and illuminated their pale faces.
According to legends of the East, at the end of the ocean, there is a whirlpool called the Ultimate. It is the remains of the last world after its demise, representing death. The fallen stars and the dead waters converged in the whirlpool, into the endless darkness, never to be recovered again.
But if only darkness existed within the Ultimate, where did this light come from? It seemed able to burn the world.
Blazing light burned in the black abyss.
Like silver and gold melted together, or hot copper and hot iron rolling in the kettle, the light converged into a whirlpool, forever twisting. The silver and gold light lit up every one of their faces.
Looking into it for a long time, they began to feel dizzy, but along with the dizziness was an urge to lose themselves to the light and jump into the whirlpool.
This was the Well of the Ultimate, the end of the world—where all life withered.
Even the aether would be killed here.
Elements with divine power floated within the Ultimate, like spilt ashes. But before they died, they converged together, like molten iron boiling with its steam rushing up to the air, into a swirl of pain.
Under the whirlpool was death.
“We’re finally here,” Gaius silently whispered and looked back again at Hein, but saw amusement and fear flashing in his eyes.
There was suddenly a faint sound in the dead silence.
The sound itself was very subtle, but in this terrible silence, it was very clear. It roared, surging like a tide. It spread through the air, creating layers of ripples.
On the shoulders of the friars in gray, under the layers, that thing was…breathing!
Gaius and Hein’s faces froze in shock. They turned back, only to see the following scene—among the injured friars in gray, one friar had suddenly collapsed and slumped to the ground.
Just a swift moment beneath the ripples and his face had been crushed. His body collapsed to the floor like falling gravel. There was no blood on the ground because all the blood had vaporized and merged into the breathing sound!
Thus, the breathing sounds became a raging tsunami!
Boom!
A sharp shriek broke out from the breathing like metals screeching against each other. It was a high-pitched scream, yet tender as well. Their eardrums were shattering but, at the same time, they felt that someone was singing.
