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Zither Emperor

Nine-tiered zither notes shake the cosmos, who dares not know their master upon hearing? Rainbow-colored magic represents ranks, heroically raising the grand curtain. The Zither Emperor, bringing revolutionary changes to this continent. Accompanied by the emergence of the once in eternity Pure Qinxin, a generation Zither Mage, is born quietly in the blue sky and sea. This is the story of an innocent boy gradually becoming the emperor of zithers, pioneering Music Magic, overturning prior settings. Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet - the rainbow-grade becomes the standard of measurement for all martial skills and magic. A profession once considered as useless as chicken ribs, because of his emergence, becomes an immortal legend and myth. He, on the other hand, is like a dazzling new star making it impossible for anyone to ignore his radiance. Even the nearly invincible dragons cannot lift their arrogant heads in front of the Zither Emperor, for before them is someone god-like... Pioneering Music Magic, overturning prior settings, the rainbow-grade will become the standard of measurement for all martial skills and magic. Dragons are no longer invincible creatures, this will be a novel high with dragons. The Divine Music Master, a branch of the Spirit Mages, the most noble but useless profession on the Ryuzakinus Continent. But, is it really useless? The once in eternity Pure Qinxin, a generation Zither Mage, is quietly born in the blue sky and sea. This is the story of an innocent boy gradually becoming the emperor of zithers. But, is he really just the emperor of zithers?

Tang Jia San Shao · Fantasi
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936 Chs

Chapter 221 Battle, Master of the Dark Tower (Part 2)_1

Otherwise, how could the defensive power combined from Glacis and Ming be damaged?

There was no time to think. The second Spear of Destruction shattered as well, and at the same instant it broke, the dark golden Armor on Glacis's fists also dissolved into specks of gold light and disappeared. Yet his body still remained standing without retreating half a step.

A deep hum had already started at the first collision; between heaven and earth, in all directions, a subtle milky light accompanied by the low sound of the zither quietly converged. By the time the thread-thin milky halo reached before Slone, it had become as thick as an arm. A peculiar peculiarity silently descended upon Slone, causing him a brief halt in controlling the nine Spears of Destruction.

What is this? Slone harbored a moment of hesitation in his heart. Milky white represented the power of the Sub-God rank, but why did this milky halo show no intention of attack?