The dim sunlight was hidden behind heavy clouds, and the setting sun dyed the entire sky a fiery red. The light shone on the earth, as if blood had been smeared on it. On the other side of the earth, darkness was approaching, and it was like a giant beast, devouring human territory bit by bit.
The noise on the theater square continued. Under the deliberate operation of certain forces, the conflict in the marginal areas became more and more intense, but there were more devout prayers. The sounds gathered into a tide, rolling and surging in it. Countless candles were piled up around, and the melted wax covered the ground like solidified blood.
The Ingwig Royal Orchestra has already settled in the Yega Theater, and all the audience have already taken their seats. Rennett is standing on the stage, more energetic than ever before, with an uncontrollable smile on his face under the spotlight.
He saluted towards the dark auditorium, then turned around and looked at his orchestra. Everyone had found their seats, but he frowned slightly because he couldn't find Lorenzo and the others.
Rennett still remembers the words at the time, that Lorenzo was a wealthy man who loved music very much, and he was willing to support him on the premise that he would be allowed to perform with him... at least he could act as a member of the orchestra and appear on the stage.
He compromised, allowing Lorenzo to move around on the stage but not to make any noise that would disrupt the orchestra, and a few chairs were left empty in the corner prepared for Lorenzo, where they should be.
Could it be that...
Lennett looked at the audience again, and the joy in his heart boiled again.
Could it be that his stubbornness and love for music moved Lorenzo, causing this eccentric rich man to give up participating in the performance? Then he must be watching him in the dark audience seats at this moment.
Thinking of this, Lennet bowed again to the dark audience, and when he stood up again, his whole temperament changed. He was like a general, resolute and calm, waving his baton like waving a flag, commanding his thousands of troops.
What follows is a slowly rising melody.
Just like an ancient thing that had been sleeping for a long time, it finally awakened today after countless years. It made a low and melodious sound, rising from the sleeping underground, driving the broken soil, overturning the dense jungle, until the figure that covered the sky replaced the sky.
It was as if countless trumpets were playing along with it, and the complex melodies overlapped together.
The deep silence gradually turned into a long calm, and after an unknown amount of time, Lennet shattered the silence.
In an instant, a high-pitched scream broke the melodious sound, cutting through all the simplicity like a sharp sword, and also cutting everyone's eardrums forcefully, like the ringing of a bell waking up from a dream.
It was like a signal of war. The orchestra pulled the strings and blew the horns vigorously. In an instant, the iron cavalry broke free from the constraints of the music and rushed towards them. The clanging of iron cavalry and swords fought together.
This ancient building could not contain such a war. The sound spread all the way to the Theater Square. The tunes of war mixed with the ocean-like prayers. Everyone in the Theater Square could feel it.