บท 578: The Blood of Amber

Things were getting bad.

Actually, it was very bad.

On the deadly-silent stage, only the melody of Requiem VI was lingering. 13 principal conductors stood in the darkness and silently guarded all the ways out.

Ye Qingxuan could feel the Symphonies of Predestination in them which were so real, and the even more terrible imposing manners of the musician in a grey coat and one in a red coat. They were the head and the deputy head of the first-generation Royal Music Division, respectively, and the two best musicians of Anglo and the School of Royalty. What's more, they were both Scepter musicians and were the best of the Scepter musicians. Although it was as though they had been brought back from the hands of death, it was not clear if they still had the power of a Scepter musician. Their names and their battle records were enough to send a chill down everyone's spine.