At this time, in the Tianshui City territory thousands of miles away, heavy rain poured down under the night. △
Nurdan and other high-ranking warrior lords met with Prince Li's envoy yesterday, and the other party has agreed to all their conditions.
All high-ranking lords in Tianshui City, as long as they raise an army to fight against the Suo Clan, will all be ennobled and all their territories will be hereditary.
At this moment, all their defenses were broken. They, the high-level warrior lords, all fought with their own force. If none of their children became high-level warriors, then their family would lose
Territory, lost troops.
But now Ji Li promised them that as long as they rebelled against Soclan, all their territories would be hereditary.
Suddenly all reserve and loyalty disappeared.
Tonight, the heavy rain fell hard and fast, beating the earth crazily.
Two thousand soldiers from the Nurdan territory, fully armed, wearing the latest armor and holding the best weapons, began to gather in formation.
"Suo Shi is unkind and will be rejected by heaven and earth!"
"The dandy Sauron is angry and resentful!"
"I, Nurdan, lead all the warriors and troops in my family and territory to officially declare my separation from Soclan!"
"To save all the suffering people in Tianshui City from fire and water, and to save the 500-mile territory of Tianshui City from danger. I officially declare that I will raise troops to counterattack and save thousands of people."
Then, Nurdan kicked the box in front of him violently, and countless gold coins poured out like a tide.
"This money is all yours." Nurdan shouted: "Suo Shi is unkind, I swear to punish him, capture Tianshui City, and reward him with ten years of salary."
Suddenly, all the warriors and soldiers went completely crazy.
Of course, this money was also provided by Xin Ning and Xie Li.
"The thief Sauron is shameless and shameless, causing harm to the people. I swear to punish him!"
"Let's set off, attack Tianshui City, and kill the Suo Clan!"
"Bang bang bang bang..." Thousands of fully armed troops, led by hundreds of cavalry, marched neatly towards the main city of Tianshui three hundred miles away.
Looking down from the sky, we can see that there are eighteen more armies like this.
The territory of Tianshui City spans 500 miles, about 40,000 square kilometers, and the main city of Tianshui is in the east.
At this time, nineteen rebel forces, totaling more than 30,000 people, began to gather, and then marched towards the main city of Tianshui like a tide.
Like a black stormy wave, it will completely submerge Tianshui City.
Tonight, heavy rain and thunder.
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"Dang Dang Dang, Dang Dang Dang..."
Wangcheng students, inside the concert hall.
"Destiny" played by Lanling reached its climax.
Everyone present felt that their bodies were trembling and their souls were trembling.
That tingling feeling, that trembling feeling, is so wonderful.
At this moment, I completely surrendered my soul and let it drift in the stormy waves of the music.
That feeling of never being able to breathe is so wonderful.
And Lan Ling used all his strength and mental power to push the entire music to the final climax.
Countless notes, like countless sharp arrows, like countless blades, rush forward crazily, one after another.
Concentrate all the blood, all the anger, all the flames, and all the will into the sound of the piano and shoot it into the entire space.
Fight, fight, fight...
Fight against fate, fight against the royal family that wants to destroy Sox's destiny, and fight against all the darkness that wants to strangle one's own will.
Even if the blood is dripping, even if the body is broken into pieces, even if the mantis is used as a cart.
Originally Beethoven's "Destiny" was about the people's power overcoming darkness and achieving final victory.
But when we arrived at Lanling, the last moment turned into destruction.
Completely demonstrating his wild will to die together.
"Dang, dang, dang, dang..." Lan Ling changed the movement privately. In the last string of notes, he played it with the most intense and craziest rhythm, and played it with a strong and destructive momentum.
On the last note, he pressed it hard with all his strength.
"boom……"
In an instant, the entire harpsichord collapsed and shattered.
The keys also burst suddenly, cutting his hand until it was dripping with blood.
The performance is over.
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Finally, finally it's over.
Everyone feels that their souls have finally regained their freedom and are no longer bound by this song.
That heart-wrenching feeling, that feeling of not being able to breathe, is finally over.
However, it seems that the whole body and spirit are still not his own, as if he has been completely impacted by the stormy waves and has lost himself.
In the entire hall, there was first of all a deathly silence.
Everyone's spirits and souls seemed to be still numb and unable to settle for a long time.
Finally, the frozen expression of the great monk Byron gradually came to life.
How many years has it been? How many years has it been since you have been impacted and baptized by such stormy waves?
This feeling is so good, that feeling of suffocation, that feeling of destruction, so good.
This feeling of wanting to worship me is so good.
This feeling of transforming from a god at the top of the pyramid to a mortal is so good.
This, this is not a famous song at all, nor a divine song at all, but a soul-killing killer, a poison that chokes everyone's throats and makes them unable to breathe, a devil that makes people completely intoxicated and worshiped completely.
This piece of music is not only rare to hear in a century, it is completely rare to hear in a thousand years.
Especially when Sauron's crazy, almost destructive momentum is played, and when his bloodthirsty death is played, the effect is completely devastating.
High Priest Byron, supporting his old body, slowly began to applaud.
"Pa bang bang..."
All the monks of the Dragon Temple began to applaud.
Then, all the students started applauding and started crying.
Finally, everyone stood up and applauded wildly.
Although there were only a few dozen people, the applause was like thunder, resounding throughout the hall.
As for Zhen Ning, she sat motionless in her seat. She knew that her so-called suppression had completely become a laughing stock.
Facing this kind of soul-killer-level music, any suppression or black box is like a dam made of sand, instantly and completely destroyed by the stormy waves of this art, leaving no trace behind.
In fact, if I dare to mention a word of suppression at this time, I will become a public enemy in the music industry and a ********* in the art world.
Moreover, she herself was completely shocked and instantly lost.
She knew that this was Sauron's horn of war against her, and this was Sauron's will to destroy us all.
And she herself is the dark force in the music, the evil existence.
At a certain moment when listening to his piece of music, Zhen Ning even felt like surrendering. She was once a fanatic of art, and she also pursued spiritual tremors.
At that moment, she not only wanted to surrender to the song, but also to Sauron.
Because at that moment, she felt that Sauron was so charming and heart-warming.
A man who usually seems so ruthless and rogue. But at critical moments, he is so crazy and full of destruction.
So talented and so handsome.
This kind of man is a poison in himself, a poison for women.
After several minutes, the applause gradually stopped.
Great Monk Byron took a deep breath, calmed down his mind and said, "Excuse me, Lord Sauron, what is the name of your piece of music?"
"Destiny." Lan Ling said.
Sure enough, only such a name is worthy of such a killer of souls and the pinnacle of art.
"I won't give you a grade because I don't think I'm qualified enough. I've completely memorized this piece of music in my mind. Can I take it back and study it?" Brother Byron said.
"Of course." Lan Ling said.
"Okay, thank you very much." Brother Byron said: "I want to go back, and I want to go back as quickly as possible, because I want to retain this feeling of destruction, this feeling of being choked and unable to breathe.
Then experience the music."
He didn't even ask if this piece of music was Sauron's original creation. Because this piece of music had never appeared in this world, it was Sauron's work.
Moreover, this piece of music is so consistent with Sauron's mood and situation.
The most important thing is that this kind of music, which has not been seen in thousands of years, is not made by any skills at all. It comes entirely from the cry of the inner soul and the instant burst of inspiration from nine days away.
Therefore, Archbishop Byron felt that it was completely blasphemous to ask if this piece of music was composed by Sauron.
Soon, Great Monk Byron left with all the monks from the Dragon Temple.
Now, it's time to score. All the examiners looked at Zhen Ning.
All the students present were staring at Zou Ning, waiting for her score.
Xi Ning picked up the pen, wrote a score on the sign, and then turned it over.
"One hundred percent!"
That's right, it's 100 points, a perfect 100 points.
Because at this time, her so-called suppression has become a complete laughing stock. Even if she is unwilling in her heart, she can only give this score.
Because Sauron's performance was crushing and hellish.
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