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Chapter 71 Mark's Resentment Turns Out

Chapter 71 What Mark was fighting against turned out to be...

More and more private rooms were lit up with lights. Maybe they were just clones of the gods, and most of them were just a wisp of divine thoughts.

This grand occasion has never happened in a century.

The alternative opera performs an increasingly exciting melody, and the audience in each box has a different understanding of it.

In the private room opposite the Orthodox Church, the lights were also turned on.

A mysterious being with three pairs of jet-black wings crossed his legs and held his chin in his right hand, enjoying the opera comfortably.

Beside him, a shapeless guy wrapped in a black mist came forward.

"Your Excellency, don't you need to interfere? Let's just let those two bitches, one black and one white, get what they want?"

The mysterious being was happy: "Don't see the little girl from the Church of the Night as the protagonist and think that this is a gift to the black widow. Doing so is as clumsy and ridiculous as attacking the puppet instead of attacking the puppet master."

He did not look at Vivian, who should be the protagonist, but instead fixed his gaze on Mark, his expression becoming more and more intriguing.

"This..." The attendant was stunned.

"You don't understand opera and you don't understand music, that's why you were fooled. Although the target of this opera is hidden very deep, I can understand it. Hahahaha!" He laughed loudly:

"I look forward to seeing the face of the person opposite me when the final result is announced."

In this way, the seven deadly sin sects, which had never been in conflict with each other, quickly reached a tacit understanding and did not cause trouble at all.

This allows the opera to continue to be performed.

The gods of the good and evil camps are scheming, and the music goddess Muse is infected by the pure opera and feels relaxed and happy. She has the urge to jump on the stage and become a part of the opera.

But this was listening to a new opera singer's first performance in front of the gods. Whether out of respect for other gods or out of desire for art, Muse tried hard to restrain himself and enjoyed it with a smile.

At the same time, a light came on on the roof of her private room.

This is an agreement that represents the God of Music's highest appreciation for the opera, and begs other gods not to interfere with this rare new drama unless necessary.

After all, the baptism of the blood moon is a...fun enjoyed by both lawful and neutral gods.

Gods from the evil camp do not necessarily like to provoke neutral gods when there is no need or certainty. After all, in essence, there is not much conflict between them.

It was in this strange atmosphere that the opera continued smoothly.

The gods noticed that the singer had changed.

If the previous Mark was a presenter who used singing as a way of expression, then the new Mini is the performer of this song and the protagonist.

As soon as Mini opened her mouth, Mark was shocked on the spot. After merging with Bonnie's power, Mini not only had no stutter when singing, but her high-pitched but neutral voice even had a strange aggressiveness.

"I love you and have endured despair and refused to cry!"

"I love your tattered clothes, but dare to block the gun of fate."

"I love that you are so much like me, even the gaps are the same."



"With the humblest dream, to the whimpering and roaring in the dark night——"

"Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes——"

The gradually higher pitch, the roaring female voice between broken and unbroken sounds, has a magical power that directly touches the soul.

In the singing voice full of rhythm, the pure and increasingly intense notes seem to jump out of the song one by one, transforming it from a simple hearing into an epic of struggle.

Coupled with the night punisher Vivian who is fighting fiercely with a group of imperial patrols and riot soldiers who symbolize the oppressors in the field, [Song] and [Drama] are perfectly coordinated at this moment.

"They say that the price for climbing up the stairs is - bow your head!"



This kind of realistic and almost cruel lyrics made even the gods feel ashamed for a moment when they heard it.

right!

The price for giving strength is the bowing of one's head.

However, have those new gods who have become sacred in mortal form ever remembered the terrible oppression and imprisonment?

The extremely realistic lyrics have a wonderful charm here.

Not only the soundtrack, but also Minnie, who will be the second lead singer, and even Mark's harmony, have an indescribable beauty and temperament.

"Your mottled appearance is different——"

"Your silence is deafening -"

Mark's calm voice formed a wonderful contrast with Minnie's high-pitched tone, which made the female voice seem to have a fierce roar, trying desperately to break free from the cage.

When the topic is clicked for the third time:

"To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night -"

"Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes——"

That kind of unreserved singing sings the stubbornness and unyieldingness of ordinary people, and sings the struggle and roar of the inferior.

When all the unwillingness was released in the last few notes, the clones of the gods who came here finally understood who this opera was against.

In the box of the Church of Sin, the black-winged man smiled without grace and patted his thigh hard.

"Hahahaha! I'm laughing so hard! A neutral believer of the God of Knowledge led the believers of the night and the believers of the storm, and used an opera to go around in a big circle and scolded the God of Reincarnation. This kind of internal strife in the orthodox church will never happen again.

I will still find it wonderful in a thousand years! Hahahaha!"

No matter if they are evil gods or so-called righteous gods, those who can achieve the status of gods cannot be said to be true idiots, but they are definitely not many.

The theme of the opera is resistance and anti-oppression.

On the surface, the heroine Vivian has been fighting against the empire's dog officers and minions. In the bar, the supporting character Conrad beat up the pirates who believed in sea monsters.

Whether it is the Wright Empire or the sea monster, they are both inferior things in the eyes of the gods. There are no boxes for these two companies in this opera house. So when they saw the followers of the night beating the imperial soldiers, they really had no feeling at all.

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Watching a play is really watching a play.

However, when the theme became more obvious and entered the climax of the opera, everyone gradually came to appreciate it.

The heroine who comes from a poor background wants to fight against fate and rise, but she doesn’t want to bow her head?

The teachings of the Reincarnation Religion happen to be: [Destiny is an endless reincarnation. If you don’t want to suffer in the mortal world, you must worship the Reincarnation Religion. Become a part of the Reincarnation and serve the God of Reincarnation. Only in this way can you escape from the sea of ​​suffering. ]

Other orthodox churches do not accept the teachings of the Reincarnation Religion and will not openly oppose it.

Okay, the lyrics of this new drama scream "break the shackles of fate", isn't that just a slap in the face of the Reincarnation Cult?

Sure enough, in the box of the Reincarnation Cult, a certain being smelled something wrong, and finally got angry belatedly.

"Presumptuous! Can the great God of Reincarnation be blasphemed by mere mortals?"

A roar shook the entire opera house.

A cursed light that strikes the mortal chest.

This extremely clear hostility really scared Vivian.

This is the first time in her life that she has seen the power of God with her own eyes.

However, a ray of black light came first, and the dark cursed light dissipated and was destroyed on the spot.

"you……"

In the box of light and night, a female voice full of mystery and coldness came out: "My most beloved believer, when will it be your turn to be the little envoy of reincarnation gesticulating?"

There is even a touch of cruelty in the cold oracle.

In battles in the divine world, the one with the big fist always has the final say.

The Church of Light and Night is the largest church in the world, and it is not just bragging.

Not to mention that the one who came today was just a divine envoy. In front of the clone of the Night Goddess, even the God of Samsara himself would not be able to use it.

The light in the Reincarnation Sect's box disappeared on the spot. The guy felt so embarrassed that he ran away.

If the Reincarnation Cult had taken action earlier, especially during opera performances, under the protection of the unique laws of the theater, the Goddess of the Night would have been unable to do anything.

But it's too late for the angels of the Reincarnation Cult to take action. The opera has already been performed, and you just take action directly. Then the goddess of the night doesn't have to give anyone any face.

If they were not both orthodox churches and had a thousand-year covenant, in the old days when the gods were fighting, this kind of nonsense might have set off a divine war.

The opera is not officially over until this little episode is over.

Unsurprisingly, the avatar of the music goddess Muse immediately gave the new pattern a very high evaluation.

"Bah bang bang!" She stood up and took the lead in applauding.

"Bah, bang, bang!" the goddess of the night clapped.

"Papa papa!" Oh my God, applause came from three boxes in the Sin Sect.

To put it into detail, applause could be heard from more than 20 boxes in the opera house, representing the gods who came to listen to the music.

For a mortal, this is a very remarkable achievement.

Vivian and Conrad on the opera stage feel like they are in a dream.

Only Mark stood on the podium, smiled back at the gods, and bowed to all parties.

"What a wonderful opera! Did you arrange and arrange the music?" The voice of the muse crossed the void and fell into Mark's ears.

The man looked like a dog, and his face turned red: "That's right. I got inspiration from many places."

Alas! Who among the time-travelers is not a copycat?

"I understand, in order to fit the identity of the Night Cultist and the Son of the Storm, you have to make adjustments on the spot. This is why your musical talent is even more precious! How about it? Do you want to become the dependent of my muse?"

The muse did not hesitate to appreciate her. Just these words made the attendants around her want to jump into the river.

The number of mortal souls that can be accommodated in the kingdom of God is limited. Being favored by a god means that as long as the soul of a mortal is not seriously missing or contaminated when he dies, he will ascend to the god's kingdom and become a god.

make.

You know, contemporary high priests may not receive such treatment.

The olive branch of the Muse is not unscented.

Unfortunately, Mark decisively refused: "What I believe in is [knowledge]!"

He didn't expect that his entanglement with the gods had just begun.

In a blink of an eye, two groups of light and shadow, one gold and one black, appeared in front of him. Before he could react, the two groups of light had already imprinted on his chest.

His destiny dice told him:

【You have received the favor of the goddess of the night.】

[You have gained the disgust of the goddess of light.]

Two voices with the same voice and completely opposite intonations sounded in Mark's left and right ears at the same time:

"I like your phrase 'To the whimpering and roaring in the dark night'!"

“I hate your saying ‘Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes’!”

The two voices finished speaking at the same time, and the goddess of the night added: "If you have something to do, go to the Church of the Night. My believers will protect you to the death."

This time the goddess of light did not object, she just gave one word to express her attitude: "Humph!"

Ah this...

Mark couldn't hold himself any longer.

I suddenly had a feeling and ended up staying up late...I won't write so late next time.

(End of chapter)


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