0609 Chapter Twelve: The Not Eternal Dusk (Section 76)
This is the longest spell that Zhen Cheng has ever heard.
By the time she recovered from the shock, more than a minute had passed without her realizing it.
When Qu Yun sang a certain verse, she took out a crystal clear umbrella, opened it, and started to pluck and clap it.
The melody continues, it is still the same song. When Fuyu plays it, it has a different charm.
This is the original copy of Justice's replica not long ago.
As soon as the disaster rain came out, the starry sky was eclipsed. Zhen Cheng experienced a powerful pressure that was not inferior to the legendary artifact [God of Rescue] in his hand.
Just like its owner, it is a kind of publicity, elegance, and enchanting power that makes people unable to take their eyes away.
It is not as clumsy and clumsy as [The Book of Retesin], returning to nature, but unscrupulously showing its own mystery and charm.
Zhen Cheng had seen the teacher play with this umbrella piano in the classroom at Blood Candle Castle, but this was the first time he had seen her actually play it.
Qu Yun played the piano, freed up her mouth, and sang along with the melody:
"What about the world in your memory? What about the world in your mind? What about the world you want?"
After being stunned for a moment, Zhen Cheng seemed to understand what Qu Yun meant, and replied with a smile: "The world in my memory is one of day and night, four seasons of cold and heat, spring, autumn, winter and summer."
Qu Yun nodded, put the tip of the umbrella against her lips, blew out air, and started to press and lift the hole on the umbrella handle with her hand.
Instantly, in addition to the humming of human voices, the beating of the umbrella surface, and the plucking of the umbrella ribs, a fourth kind of winding sound joined the harmony.
Qu Yun only has two hands, and her movements seem elegant and leisurely, and she flies inside and outside the umbrella piano naturally and smoothly.
The four alternating layers of timbre are intertwined in a wonderful harmony through resonance and sustain.
The sound of wind instruments, string sounds, percussion sounds, singing sounds... without any magic to exaggerate, it becomes a symphony orchestra of one person.
In Zhen Cheng's eyes, he suddenly soared into the sky uncontrollably following the complex and changeable harmonies.
No, it was not that she was flying, but that the world was sinking. Because during the whole process, she did not experience any sense of overweight caused by acceleration.
In other words, what I originally thought was the real surrounding environment suddenly dragged away easily and silently, like dragging the mouse to zoom in and out in a game, without causing any ripples.
This feeling... seems familiar.
"Have I entered [Quyun's Maze of the Mind]? When did you pull me into the illusion? When you sang? Yes, I remember the beginning of the melody..."
Floating in space, Zhen Cheng turned his head and asked Qu Yun beside him.
Since she ascended to the True God and her body and soul transformed into a state of divine essence, Zhen Cheng no longer needs to breathe. However, her perception of the outside temperature and pressure is still there.
This is obviously not real space.
The earth under your feet is half black and half white, slowly rotating along the cross section between black and white. Just like the moon that once revolved around the earth but now no longer exists.
The black half extends from central North America to the north, through the entire Arctic, most of Asia, and all the way to the southern coast of Australia.
This is the dark side where sunlight has not set foot in fifty years. The ocean is frozen into ice caps, and the earth is dead in eternal night. All original animals and plants are extinct, only foreign objects that mutate in the weird and deadly darkness.
You can run around and hunt in this deserted land.
And in the center of this darkness, where the Zhen clan once lived in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, there were even more evil spirits bred by billions of human souls wandering around, wandering alone in the bitter cold forever.
The white half is even more terrifying, including the entire Antarctic, half of Africa, South America and Central America, and most of the Pacific and Atlantic Oceans.
Under the scorching sun for half a century, it has long been reduced to a scorching hell of boiling water and burning earth, with a surface temperature exceeding that of Venus.
If mutated monsters and lonely ghosts can roam and hunt in the extreme cold, then the light side of the earth is a complete forbidden zone for creatures.
Except for gods whose life levels have long transcended the limitations of this underlying universe, and those spirits who can travel between higher dimensions at will, no creature based on material existence on the earth can withstand such temperatures all year round.
Eternal dusk, deadly darkness, weird rain.
At the place where everything began, what Zhen Cheng saw from the murals of the three prophecies of the ancient gods was not a "land of aurora".
The situation in this hemisphere cannot be observed even by the Thetis space station, which was secretly hidden by Krypton??Zun. Naturally, no rumors were spread.
You must know that it is not just the direct high temperature of the sun that blocks the light surface of low-Earth orbit approaching the earth. That kind of thing can be tolerated by the space station periodically.
In fact, in the space on that side, there is a large amount of mysterious matter that is mixed and overflowed by the shadow darkness and the "Eternal Water".
Driving the spaceship to that kind of place is almost the same as sending yourself into Shub's arms. God knows what will happen.
Anyway, all the satellites that were once launched by Navis and the others have now lost their sound. Only the geostationary satellites surrounding the twilight ring can be used normally.
And the last thing left is the eternal dusk at the intersection of light and darkness.
This dividing line between light and darkness runs diagonally through what was once central Africa, then passes eastward through southern Australia, and then crosses the Pacific and cuts through southern North America.
This long and narrow land of twilight has become the paradise of 90% of the surviving humans, except for the high-tech base cities of the four major forces.
For the post-apocalyptic generation, the world is a ring, and the white jade and black on both sides of the ring are the insurmountable end of the world.
Qu Yun didn't pay attention to Zhen Cheng's question, but seemed to be immersed in music, shaking her head and playing the misfortune rain.
Zhen Cheng discovered that Qu Yun's swing contained a certain mysterious rhythm. From an arcane perspective, it was even more mysterious.
The earth, which originally rotated perpendicular to the sun, slowly reversed its angle in accordance with the rhythm of the swaying music. The relationship between the earth's axis and the ecliptic slowly returned to the 66 degrees and 34 minutes that has remained unchanged for 4.6 billion years.
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A large number of troops and refugees gathered in the Nan'ao battlefield and in the sea channel opened by Zhen Cheng saw the sun rise for the first time in their lives.
The sunshine was so warm and comfortable that it couldn't even ignite them.
Ai Luogensi crossed her legs and sat on the half-burned tank, with an adoring smile on her face.
Justice tilted her head and looked straight at the rising sun, letting the reflection from her silver armor shake the refugees around her so much that they couldn't open their eyes.
Calling the dark sky between day and night dusk was originally just a way to vent the despair in the hearts of mankind in the last days.
At this moment, what remains eternal is no longer dusk, but the hope in dawn.