Chapter 38 [The gong of destiny rings in the temple] (9)
The appearance of the huge lale completely projected the appearance of the orc girl on the stage at this time.
She was so frightened that her whole body curled up, and she even felt as if she was being publicly executed. She had no choice but to quickly pick up the tablecloth and wrap it tightly around her body again.
This is the core part of the whole plan, but the performers suddenly stopped performing, and no matter how many special effects were added to this huge 'stage', it was all in vain.
"Come on!!! Little girl!!!"
"Yes! It looks great like this!!!"
"I love you so much!!!"
"Sister, sister...come on, come on..."
The moment the tear glands started to work, several cheering sounds suddenly sounded outside the compound technique. The little orc girl opened her eyes, and what she saw was Will and the others.
Just when the knights were at a loss and the magicians were thinking hard, only these few who were the most ordinary and didn't even have special abilities spoke up immediately, breaking the silence and uneasiness with their loudest voices.
"This look is also very cool!!! The black leather ones are my favorite!"
"You are the best!!"
“I like it the most, love it the most!!!”
He put his palms together in front of his mouth and roared loudly, which sounded like some kind of AG performance.
"you……"
The orc girl's eyes were a little blurry... I don't know if it was because of her blurred vision, but she seemed to have seen Luo Qiu transform from a pebble into a human being.
His lips moved, saying something silently: Come on.
Taking a deep breath, the little orc girl stood up again. With her hands like this, the 'cloak' slipped down again... She took a deep breath and lifted the microphone.
Just like that...the children slept peacefully
Sighing at the sparks flickering in the ashes, one, two
Floating bubbles, adoring faces
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The song, the sound that spread throughout the foggy city, began to rise from every turret on the city streets, like ripples of water.
In the distance, a violent orc held a swaddling baby high in his hands, and the baby's parents, protected by several knights, were crying loudly. The knights were even helpless at that moment.
The moment the song started to sound... the furious orcs stopped.
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In a dark alley in the city, when the corpses of his companions were brutally dismembered, with blood splattered all over the walls on both sides, the man could only huddle in the corner, trembling with fear, crying out in pain, begging for the giant monster in front of him.
The moment when you let yourself go, but the other person ruthlessly raises his paw.
The 'monster' suddenly stopped. Under the man's desperate gaze, he suddenly turned around and walked out of the alley step by step... It was at the exit of the alley, looking up at the sky.
The sky...or rather the huge figure in the night sky that seems to be touching.
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"Stop...stop? What is this sound?"
Several policemen, who were trapped in a street and struggled to fight without receiving any support, stopped shooting and almost ran out of ammunition.
The huge red-haired monster let go of his hand and threw the raised police car to the ground, then closed his eyes... and just stood there.
"what's going on……"
"I don't know, but... I feel like I suddenly feel at ease..."
The policemen walked out of the bunker cautiously... Under the starlight, the huge light and shadow seemed to be covered with a soft veil by the moonlight.
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At the crowded shelter, the chaotic crowd suddenly became quiet, and the children's cries gradually stopped. Quiet... In the quiet, songs flowed around people.
They almost forgot their fear for a moment, they only felt as if they were being hugged by every pair of gentle hands.
Mr. Tresti, one of the twelve knights guarding here, was surprised to see the light and shadow wearing a revealing leather coat, which seemed to be some kind of cross-dressing performance, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did you succeed... Bedivere. Finally..."
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At the end of the long street, every step seemed like a leisurely stroll, but the length of each step required the witch girl to exert herself to catch up. Farrell also suddenly stopped.
"What is this... the latest projection technology? This kind of dressing up is really... really courageous." Miss Witch looked up at the sky in stunned silence, thinking about it from another perspective. If it were her standing there, she would probably be the same person in the future.
There's no such thing as meeting people.
At this time, a violent orc suddenly walked out slowly from the side shop, no longer looking violent.
This orc's body is much stronger than the average violent orc... But the witch lady was secretly frightened. This orc must be at least a warrior level, right?
He has been hiding here all this time without attacking anyone who passed by him and Farrell...
Is it the aura released by this man that makes the violent orc warriors instinctively feel fear, and they dare not move even if they are furious...
But after all, it appeared, and the witch lady immediately became alert.
"Let's go." Farrell said calmly, ignoring the orc general who appeared, and continued to move forward.
"Old guy, you..." Miss Witch was startled and looked at the orc warrior subconsciously. On the contrary, it didn't seem to see herself at this time. It just looked at the sky dreamily... There was still a little bit of violent breath there.
Her soul seemed to have been purified... As a spiritual witch, she could easily detect the soothed heart of the orc war general, as well as the kindness conveyed in this song.
"This person..." Miss Witch looked at the huge light and shadow again and murmured to herself: "I still feel so ashamed...Wait for me, old guy, don't leave me!!"
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Sir Purkins Manor.
The old Sir was frowning at this time. On the screen was a scene teleported back from a block in the foggy city.
The violent orcs, one by one, were all in close-up at this time... and stopped. The knights who went to suppress them were easily approaching these orcs at this time.
"Caesar, what happened?" The old knight frowned, but there was no trace of panic...as if he was just confused.
"It's the Contract of the Moon... It has been passed down by the orcs since ancient times that it is a sacrificial music used when offering sacrifices to their ancestors."
Caesar looked out the window.
Naturally, there are not many things that can block the light and shadow that are tens of meters high in the city, so the appearance of the light and shadow can be seen very clearly.
"You..." The old knight frowned again.
But behind Caesar, a pair of ugly fleshy wings instantly burst his clothes... He then broke out of the window and rushed into the sky above the Jazz Manor.
Under the moonlight, Caesar silently looked at the huge shadow in the center of the city, with a touch of tenderness on his face, "Is it the guidance of fate, but..."
Destiny is as fickle as the moon, waxing and waning alternately;
A hateful life interweaves misery and happiness;
No matter how rich or poor you are, they will melt and perish like ice and snow.
The terrible and nihilistic wheel of fate, you turn ruthlessly, you are vicious and cruel, destroying all happiness and beautiful expectations, casting a shadow over me and confusing me, you also knock me down;
The singing also came from the figure under the moonlight... If a violent storm invaded the entire foggy city in an instant!
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If the singing voice coming from the light and shadow is like soft drizzle, then the loud and high-pitched sound that sounded at this time can be said to be a rapid storm.
Like a sharp sword, the sharp sound directly tore through the gentleness covering the foggy city.
It's like countless screams, directly awakening the most primitive animal nature hidden in the heart.
The orcs who were already motionless suddenly let out roars and roars, as if they were adding drumbeats to this sharp song god.
Dong Dong, Dong Dong... Dong Dong.
The city seemed to be playing a war song... The orcs once again went berserk and more terrifying than before. They started again.
The streets and shelters that had already quieted down seemed to be detonated at this moment.
Because... not only the orcs started to go berserk, but even the ordinary people seemed to be feeling great pain at this moment.
Pain...After the pain, it started to be irritable...unable to control myself...and then, the primitive destructive desire in the heart grew.
The riots in the city...are coming again, and like a storm, they are even more violent!!
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Bang!
The microphone fell from the trembling hands at this time, and the harsh sound it made, after being amplified by the magic technique, suddenly turned into a huge noise that made people dizzy.
The little orc girl fell directly to the ground at this time, with a look of horror in her eyes... She hugged herself with both hands, and her body began to tremble and became extremely painful.
"It's him again!"
Bedivere had just fought against Oberon not long ago, and had witnessed with his own eyes the riot in the foggy city caused by Oberon. The high-pitched and sharp sound at that moment was clearly made by Oberon.
It was like a ruthless ridicule, which broke their good situation in an instant, and the communicator continued to receive signals from elsewhere.
"It's not good...the orcs are violent again, and this time they are even crazier!! Please support!!"
"The shelter... residents don't know why they suddenly lost control! They started smashing everything... Ah!! Don't kick my brother!! Madam!! Calm down, calm down!! Ah"
Seeing that even one or two knights around him were holding their heads tightly at this time, as if the young knight was suffering from great pain, Bedivere knew something was wrong and rushed directly onto the stage.
"Do you have any other options?" Bedivere asked in a low voice, staring at this little girl who brought a slight chance of victory.
"It won't work... it won't work..." Lale's body was trembling, his eyes were blank, and he was so frightened, "This is... this is an ancient cry... a war song... the most primitive wildness... no way... confrontation
Those who can't stand it, those who can't fight...Yes, I'm sorry...I'm sorry. My song...can't reach their hearts, I'm sorry..."
Bedivere gritted his teeth, "What about the song just now? It's okay if you can resist it a little bit... At the very least, can it make ordinary people regain their rationality... Please!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!! Get away from me now!!!"
I saw the little orc girl let out a shrill scream at this moment, and pressed her ears hard with both hands. When Bedivere saw this, he couldn't help but frowned, "Sure enough, you too..."
Bedivere suddenly stood up, pressed his ear with one hand, activated the communicator, and shouted: "Answer! Headquarters! Answer, I am Bedivere! Answer!!"
Electricity...screaming sounds.
"Is the headquarters also..."
Bedivere watched helplessly as all this happened under the high-pitched singing. It seemed that only those with a strong will could bear it?
"These are really... more troublesome than surgeries for whole-body fractures."
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Cheng Yiran shook his head vigorously and rubbed his temples vigorously, as if trying to drive away the melody that kept echoing in his mind.
But Will's two bandmates were not so lucky... At this time, the two of them suddenly became violent... and were fighting together crazily.
Will, on the other hand, hurriedly tried his best to separate the two people. Not far away, Klein was also suppressing Nick, who was in the same situation.
Cheng Yiran couldn't help but feel anxious secretly, not knowing how long he could resist, but... "Why is Will okay?"
Although he was feeling strange in his heart, he was too busy taking care of himself at the moment... Cheng Yiran bit it, wanting to do something.
At this moment, a small figure slowly walked past him... He raised his head, as if he was lost in concentration, looking straight at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes turned amber, and he looked quite...
Weird.
Unlike the violent orcs, he seemed very quiet...but it didn't seem to be an ordinary state.
"Oga...Oga!!" Cheng Yiran suddenly rushed to Oga, stretched out his hand to shake Oga's body, "Wake up! Oga, wake up!!!"
He still looked dazed and strange, as if he hadn't heard anything.
"sorry!"
Cheng Yiran gritted his teeth, raised his palm, and slapped the handsome orc boy hard on the face. The sound of the slap was very clear.
"Oga, did you hear me?! Did you hear my voice!! Wake up!! Oga!!"
Bang bang bang bang!!!
Several consecutive slaps failed to wake up the absent-minded Oga... Cheng Yiran gritted his teeth, took a deep breath resolutely, and put down the guitar he had been carrying.
The zipper opened in an instant, and in the black bag, he placed his hands on the guitar that he had sealed for a long time... He was not ready yet.
Be prepared to let your voice reach people's hearts.
"I can't control it anymore... help me, partner." Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and stood in front of Oga holding the guitar, almost without any thought.
"The original scenery of my hometown".
He subconsciously played the guitar version of this song... just because Oga seemed to like this song quite a lot.
If the continuous war song is like the sound of thousands of troops charging on the battlefield, then the notes flowing between Cheng Yiran's fingers are like soft murmurs submerged in this murderous aura.
If the amplifier is not plugged in, the sound of the guitar will not be too loud... If you are not careful, as long as you stand a little further away, its sound will be lost.
Oga, wake up.
Cheng Yiran closed his eyes and immersed himself in the artistic conception of this piece of music wholeheartedly.
The voice was weak...but it seemed to have plucked the softest string in my heart.
Although it is small, it clearly appears in everyone's ears, even though it is only in the ears of the knights and magicians around this technique.
But it seemed like a clear spring was flowing by, and the sound of clanking seemed to remind people of their hometown... The irritability in my heart instantly subsided.
Ms. Maria looked at this human man playing the guitar with some surprise, as if it was incredible that although she did not lose her mind because of the singing, she still felt a little uncomfortable, but now she felt much more comfortable.
Will's companion also began to wake up... Mr. Nick waved his hand, signaling Klein to stop pressing on him.
On the stage, the little orc girl slowly lowered her hands, feeling a little confused. Although the war song was still ringing in the air, the sound of the guitar was like a gentle barrier, wrapping her around.
Boss Luo, who was in a pebble-like state, suddenly smiled and looked at this young man who had traveled across the ocean to study in this country with a rather pleased look.
"No, have you prepared it early? It's really beautiful."
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"I...what's wrong with me?"
The absent-minded gaze gradually returned to clarity. Oga's lips moved slightly, but what he saw was Cheng Yiran standing in front of him. Then he held his cheek with both hands, "It hurts a little..."
There was no real-time mobile phone translation. Although he couldn't understand what Ojia was saying at this time, Cheng Yiran still understood the meaning of the gesture... He laughed dryly twice, then took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone, and looked at Ojia.
A demo was played in front of me.
"This is?" Oga suddenly felt confused.
"I know your talent is very good." Cheng Yiran took a deep breath and translated his own language on his mobile phone, "You can remember it after listening to it once, right? You have already mastered the way to play the guitar... Next, you play it.
"
"Me? I...I can't...how can I..."
Cheng Yiran ignored Oga's timidity at this time and forced the guitar into Oga's arms, "Use it to play, and I will be there to help you! This is the temporary score I composed for the Moon Contract
The music may not be perfect... but at least give it a try. Use your strength to help your sister. Remember, play with your heart. Only in this way can the sound and feelings be conveyed to everyone's heart... Use music
!”
"I...I can't..." He looked at the stage in horror.
Cheng Yiran said loudly at this time: "If you can't do it, you have to give it to me! Otherwise, I will dress you up as a girl and throw you into the bar with the most perverts in the foggy city! They will definitely not mind who you are.
Male or female!"
"Eh?!!?"
"That's it!" Cheng Yiran made the final decision, pushed Oga to the truck stage, and picked up a spare guitar.
"Although I don't know what you are planning to do, I feel so handsome! How can you do this without me?!"
On the way, my companions rushed over to me.
"I always feel so bad...this noise!"
"Will...you guys?"
"When it comes to playing piano, I've never been afraid of anyone!"
"Then...let's do it again."
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"Mr. Bedivere, who are they?"
Mr. Bedivere frowned and looked at the group of people rushing onto the stage. He muttered: "What happened just now...you must have experienced it too. These people may have some ideas, let's give it a try..."
Anyway, the magic power of the spell is still sufficient.”
It is unusually sufficient.
"you……"
In front of the stage, the little orc girl who had regained consciousness looked stupidly at the guys coming up one after another, not only Cheng Yiran and Will, but also her brother Oga.
But why do these people all look similar to themselves even though they are not revealing?
"I don't know either! I found this in the car, as if it was specially prepared for us! But... this is not bad!"
My companion directly brought the drum stand, sat on it, and then played a solo, and the sound of the drum suddenly rushed into the sky like a shower.
"bring it on!"
Cheng Yiran just connected an ordinary electric guitar and strummed it casually. After finding the feeling, he looked at the crowd and said with a smile: "Let's have a... concert that belongs to us, using this city as the stage!"
Above the sky.
Huge lights and shadows appeared one after another.
The huge Lale, the huge Oga, the huge Will and his companions, and the huge... Cheng Yiyi.
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"Come on."
Boss Luo was holding a fluorescent stick in his hand and waving it gently.
