Silent Crown

Within 45 minutes, the eyes of the world were drawn to the Anglo counterattack against Asgard.

In this suffocating silence, countless emergency meetings and war mobilizations were held all across the world. It was like a thread had been pulled that drew back the nets that covered the whole Western world.

Amidst this grim toil and turbulence that one could not tear their eyes away from, the nations could not help but light up a cigarette, take a deep drag and stare at Asgard with eyes wide open.

Anyone with a brain would understand after reading the briefings that the outcome of this war would trigger a second war that would sweep across the West.

At that time, the nations’ positions, where they headed, where they chose to set their camps… All of it would be decided by this war.

Although not many thought that the Anglo attack would truly harm Asgard, everyone was stunned by this miraculous counterattack and its madness…

Was it possible that they could win?

Although it had fallen before, Asgard was still Asgard.

The leader of the old world for centuries, this behemoth was still strong enough to make one despair. Even if it suffered a little setback, it could still not be compared to new and emerging nations.

In the past, the winners and losers in the realm of aether had been too far from the Physical World to interfere with its functioning.

The world of humans still relied on humans to be function.

No one dared underestimate the power that would burst forth from Asgard once they mobilized for war.

But there had been few wars in all of history that were like the one happening now.

All out war had not yet erupted, and yet the two sides had already launched catastrophe weapons, bringing it to the level of a mortal struggle.

Honestly, it was kind of a joke.

A battle between catastrophes would determine changes in the human world?

The overall course of the war depended on the struggle between Leviathan and the World Tree.

For some reason, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, but could not find a blanket to warm themselves up.

“It’s so cold,” whispered those all over the world who were watching the battle.

…

Time passed quickly during the urgent changes and mobilizations.

The New Testament Sword’s Holy Wall was erected over the territory of the Anglo Kingdom. After a brief confrontation with Gungnir everywhere it went, it perceived the approaching power of Leviathan and no longer wasted its power in such a meaningless endeavor.

At the moment, Asgard was shrouded in silence.

It was like it was taking no reactions, just waiting quietly for Leviathan’s arrival.

The roiling ocean currents propelled the mist like an iron wall. They carried with them a storm that ran counter to the outer seas and the rivers. At the forefront of the torrent, a vague figure walked towards Asgard step by step.

The closer she got, the clearer she became.

She seemed to be wearing a crown of white bones and wearing a blood-red robe.

The figures face was blurred amid the thunder and rising steam. She drove the ocean forward, just like she was riding a horse. She passed over thousands of miles, piercing through the Whale Hunter Straits, and skipping over the Burgundian sea zone as she headed towards Asgard.

Leviathan’s power had been incarnated as a human being, but what human had ever been so cold and terrifying? She was like violent tides and storms that had been shaped into a giant, the avatar of a catastrophe that stood hundreds of meters above the surface of the water, pulling along the roiling white mist and countless sea monsters towards the World Tree.

The closer she came, the clearer they could make out her terrifying visage, until finally, divine light shone from her eyes. Her human will was implemented through this light, and she was transformed into the coming god.

It was Mary.

A thousand miles away, her willpower had already settled into the incarnation of the catastrophe that was created by the power of Leviathan. The shadow of a blunt sword appeared beside the incarnation of the catastrophe, and the spirituality contributed by countless sea monsters appeared within it. Endless violent tides, hurricanes, and storms were bound into the blade, making its power even more and more terrible…

The sword of justice and mercy—Catinat!

Then, the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth emerged from the void behind the incarnation of the catastrophe like a blazing aura. The Firebird pushed it to start operating slowly, causing a roar to burst forth from the void.

As it arrived a roar also rang out from the depths of the land of Asgard.

Under the World Tree, countless alchemy arrays expanded like roots, and in flash, they turned into rainbow-colored lights. They crisscrossed over each other, forming a bridge that covered Asgard, awakening the power that slept deep within the country’s soil. The power made music theory activate within the instruments of harmonious melody, forming a strange boundary from the very essence of Asgard that was strong enough to resist a catastrophe.

Vanaheim!

With the help of the rainbow bridge, the power of a catastrophe could be transported to any corner of Asgard at any time. A white frost appeared in the open wilderness.

The power of Leviathan that was attached to the water vapor was constantly frozen by the cold.

Asgard already had a strategy in response.

They had not chosen to match flame for flame and heat for heat, and instead had deviated from their normal behavior and had frozen the area around Leviathan with a tender chill. They would not waste their effort in this meaningless place, and would instead pay the lowest cost for a favorable geographic position.

No matter how the storms raised, no matter how the fog thickened, the most they could do was turn a thousand miles of wasteland to ice. The tides could not be lifted at all.

If they had time, they could match Asgard’s expenditure of effort and cover their nation in an avalanche. Unfortunately, it was unrealistic to expect their enemy to be so cooperative.

Leviathan stopped just in front of the area where Vanaheim was and stared at the strange wall before it.

Before it lay Vanaheim, and Asgard, the world’s largest country.

Before it lay the World Tree and Gungnir.

Before it lay the land of its enemies.

In the silence, Mary whispered, “Can we win, Mr. Ye?”

“Yes.” In the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth Ye Qingxuan gripped the New Testament Sword and nodded resolutely.

Then Mary smiled.

She had no more hesitation or fear.

“So…”

Leviathan’s shadow pulled the sword Catinat from its waist, slowly raised it and aimed it in front of it.

Staring at Asgard with intent to kill, Mary smiled determinedly. “Here I swear, victory is in me!”

In the next instant, the seas raged as numerous sea monsters cried out, their bestial nature pouring forth onto the sword. It gathered into the dragon soul, making golden dragon roar.

Dragon’s breath spewed forth from the blade. Using the bestial natures as kindling it ignited the power of Leviathan that was wrapped around the sword.

It was like 10,000 suns blazing high in the sky.

The sword of mercy fell forward.

A great roar rang out.

A clamorous din spread out from the blade accompanied by violent hurricanes and turbulence. It stirred up the heavy rains and tore through layer upon layer of accumulated snow. It was like the power of the surging tides had been entrusted into the sword, making the blunt, seamless sword become the light that pierces the world.

The brilliant light fell.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Multiple explosions overlapped each other, and a crack like broken glass appeared where Vahaheim was. It spread quickly, as if it was alive.

Then all was in dead silence.

Amid the deathlike quiet, people all over the world stood up from their seats in shock and stared fixedly at Vanaheim. They watched more cracks appear, they watched as it shook and became unstable, and finally, they watched as it fell apart.

The fear compressed their lungs, making them gasp.

Vanaheim had been destroyed!

…

At that moment, at the top of the pure white tower among the protection of the World Tree arrays, the old musician suddenly opened his eyes.

Odin’s shadow appeared in the sky.

Following the old musician’s actions, a fierce thunderbolt appeared in Odin’s shadow’s hands. Numerous crystals cast a brilliant light that tore through the world.

Gungnir!

Like destruction had been given a form the spear burst forth from Odin’s hands.

A pure white hole appeared in the void. Lightning bolts spread out like branches along its trajectory and violently lashed out at everything.

It came from the World Tree and headed towards Leviathan.

It crossed a thousand miles in an instant. Everywhere it passed the electricity opened up the earth. Deep cracks appeared amidst its painful convulsions.

Facing Gungnir, the incarnation of the catastrophe lifted the sword Catinat and turned it around so that the blade facing Asgard was no longer “Justice,” but “Mercy.”

As Catinat changed, the blazing light on the blade became mild, and light like flowing water covered the whole catastrophe.

Everything came under the control of the light of mercy.

Upon the sword blade, the bestial natures of 1,410,000 sea monsters gathered into the dragon scales. The gravitational force formed by music theory pulled at the aether and enveloped the incarnation of the catastrophe.

Although the figure was still in its original spot, its essence had already passed over the deepest levels of the realm of aether and entered a higher dimension.

The laws of physics were distorted. Iron warped, and under the high-speed aether current, the dark sea of death rose towards the sky, guarding Leviathan’s being.

The Way of Abstinence was formed by music theory, distorting the space in the higher dimension and forming a closed structure like a Mobius strip!

This alone was enough to make numerous Abstinence Musicians go mad.

This proved that the creator of this artifact, the Prince of Avalon, had already attained a level that only non-humans could reach.

“The uncrowned king…” The lighthouse monitor sighed dejectedly as he recalled the internal evaluation the Musician’s Association had given this great enemy.

Besides the king’s holy name and inherited music theory, what was the difference between the Hand of God’s power and that of the disappeared King of Yellow?

Facing the light of mercy, the powerful wind and thunder were already in sight.

At that moment, the blazing light pierced through the protective barrier of the sea of death, breaking through layer after layer of protection. Under Odin’s control, it traced along the marks left by the incarnation of the catastrophe. It pierced through all defenses like a hot knife through butter, striking into the deepest parts of the realm of aether and jumping into the higher dimension.

Finally, it fell into a labyrinth of warped space.

It was clearly close at hand, but it had trouble crossing the increasing distance. It was constantly sapped by the Firebird, but finally, it pierced through everything and reached Mary.

Gungnir’s power was still the same. It was like an angry sun that could not be dissipated by dark clouds.

But after losing its terrifying speed, it was calmly parried by Mary. Where it connected with Catinat there was a loud roar and shockwaves billowed out.

The incarnation of the catastrophe had returned from the realm of aether. It crossed into Asgard’s territory and advanced.

Everyone stared at the majestic figure that gradually emerged from the white mist and dust.

It had endured Gungnir’s attacks.

It had only been…lightly wounded?

…

And at that moment, in the Commonwealth of Caucasian, the silent Charles opened his eyes.

“Now is the time!”

The light of Eden shone forth from the void. The projection of the Kingdom of Heaven descended, enveloping all the musicians in the basement. They disappeared in a flash.

In the next moment, they appeared in the sky outside the Golden Palace.

This was the super-long-distance phase jump that only existed in theory!

The mode of transportation that countless musicians had only dreamed of!

A miracle had happened here.

Countless lights flashed beneath them. In the bustling, unsleeping city countless people looked up in shock at the projection from the Kingdom of Heaven.

And at the enemies that had come from the Commonwealth of Caucasian!