Northern Dirada Empire, Corolla City
Jingle jingle jingle ~~~
The red carriage was tinkling, and it was slowly advancing on the central street of the city. The driver of the carriage was an old man with a white beard wearing a black captain's hat. He pretended to be a pirate and looked at the two sides with great interest. Children who join in the fun.
Received the bustle and joy on both sides, the cries of snacks and miscellaneous goods, the cheers of people, and the sound of bards playing, the bustling crowd was crowded on the street, and the carriage could only slow down to prevent bump into someone.
bang bang bang!
Groups of colorful streamers exploded in the sky, some of which were filled with colored powder, and scattered large pieces of colored light spots.
Women and children surrounded the candy clowns.
Magicians and acrobatic gnomes stood on the high street performance stages on both sides, performing all kinds of gorgeous skills, and the young people who came out to shop and shop accounted for the vast majority.
The morning sun shines down, coating the whole city with a layer of light gold.
Teams of patrolling guards passed by the side of the street from time to time, among them could faintly see a Northland mage wearing a cloak. Wearing gray robes, most of these people were silent, lowered their heads, or chatted with other companions in low voices. Appears quiet and mysterious.
When people around them glanced at them, there was always a hint of awe.
"There are more and more void creatures recently." The mage in the patrol team sighed in a low voice.
"Isn't that right? I received three reports yesterday and the day before yesterday, all of which were committed by void creatures. It has not been broken until now, and some uneasy factors have spread in the city." The captain of the guard looked helpless, "The captain received the order from above , We need to strengthen the defense, but how can we rely on our few people? Now it is the Usha Festival, the annual carnival festival, and there are already insufficient manpower."
"After all, we don't belong to the orthodox Dirada. We are directly under Bailong Mountain. The problem of void creatures has been reported to the past, but we haven't received a response so far. Obviously there is a shortage of manpower." The mage replied in a low voice.
"Hey, someone is performing a violin solo over there." A female guard moved towards a high platform not far away with interest.
The rest of the patrol members followed that way helplessly.
On the high platform far away, one could faintly see a bard in a black cloak holding a violin, just putting the bow on the strings, as if he was just about to start playing.
"Korola has been a border city directly under Bailong Mountain for thousands of years. It has all the history of Bailong's development here, and it is the cultural and artistic capital of Dirada." The man in the black cloak spoke softly with a magnetic voice .
"I am fortunate to be here, and I have seen the prosperity and peace here. I sincerely hope that I can dedicate a piece of music to everything here, a piece of music I composed myself."
"Dream. This is the name of the music." The black cloak plucked the strings slowly.
The beautiful and slender silk-like piano sound permeated the noisy street, and it couldn't be covered by other noises at all, it was extremely clear.
There were not many people watching the stage around, but with the start of the black cloak, all of them stopped to listen and admire.
Time passed slowly, and as the sound of the zither became clearer and louder, more and more people gathered. Several members of the patrol team were fascinated by the beautiful and peaceful music.
The mage suddenly trembled all over, and came back to his senses with some vigilance.
"What's the matter? I was completely immersed in it just now?" He didn't like music at all, but he also felt that the sound of the piano seemed to be the most beautiful moonlight, evenly sprinkled on himself, cool and quiet. It seems that the whole person's heart is quiet.
He looked around, and suddenly found that something was wrong. Not only him, but even the captain of the team, Aswan, who had reached the third level, fell into complete silence. stick it in.
"No! There's something wrong with the sound of the zither!" The mage suddenly became alert. He pinched the team member next to him hard, but the other party didn't respond at all. The action that would normally cause him to scream in pain didn't react at all at this time. No, not even a frown could be seen.
The sound of the piano floated farther and farther, and became wider and wider.
The black cloak on the stage floated slowly without knowing when. He flew higher and higher, and landed gently on the top of the tallest clock tower in the vicinity.
He still played the violin quietly, as if nothing could snooze his playing.
The mage opened his mouth wide to shout, to interrupt the sound of the piano, but was shocked to find that he couldn't make a sound at all.
He clamped his throat hard, trying to straighten his throat. But to no avail.
There was still no sound at all, and he even found that all the other noises around him, all the sounds that could interfere with the sound of the piano, gradually faded until they became silent.
Faintly, the eyes of the performer under the black cloak lit up with blood light, and the speed of his performance gradually increased and became faster.
But there is no slight fluctuation of spells.
Some are just the most common piano sound, pure music.
laugh!
Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the dense crowd below, and a decadent middle-aged bearded man stabbed himself in the throat with a cake knife. He looked up at the sky with a sad expression on his face.
Blood dripped down his palm and forearm, but the people around him didn't notice it at all. Or no one noticed it.
The sound of the piano slowly becomes sad and sad with the rhythm.
chi chi!
There were two more soft sounds, and the two listeners stabbed their own throats with fruit knives. They lay down in a pool of blood with tears, but no one cared at all.
The number of suicides gradually began to increase. They picked up all kinds of sharp objects and stabbed them hard into their own throats. They fell quietly on the street without making any screams or cries of pain when they were dying.
ten twenty. fifty. one hundred
More and more people kept spattering blood that smelled like rust. The city streets seemed to be shrouded in blood.
The mage stood in the crowd, and he tried his best to control himself not to listen to the weird piano sound. He was born with a very high mental defect, that is, it is difficult for him to concentrate on doing one thing, which is why he still has troubles. It is only the key to the second-level mage. But at this moment, his inability to concentrate became his greatest savior.
With numbness, he watched his captain, Aswan, draw out his saber, cut his throat and trachea with a sword, and was smiling with tears in his eyes before falling to the ground.
He wanted to stop it, but he couldn't move his body at all, as if he couldn't control it at all.
"What the hell is going on!??" He yelled in fear, but it didn't change his body stiffness at all.
More and more people committed suicide, the blood on the ground pooled into a river, flocks of pigeons mixed with other unknown birds and insects, whirling and flying around the black cloak of the player, and they slammed into the surrounding walls from time to time And the ones on the building, but the dead of the same kind didn't wake them up at all, and they were still flying around the player at high speed.
"This is the sound of death." Such a sad thought came to the mage's mind, and it was also his last and only thought. His eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground immediately, unconscious.
But in just half an hour, the entire bustling city of Corolla has completely turned into a dead city, with blood permeating every corner of the city, and all life, no matter people or animals, committed suicide amidst the strange sound of the piano.
Even some void creatures hidden in the crowd are not immune to this catastrophe.
laugh!
In the last city lord's mansion, the seven-level city lord raised his sword and killed himself.
The piano sound of the black cloak finally came to an end slowly.
He played the last note softly and put down the violin. Looking at this huge city with a population of more than 100,000, it has completely turned into a bloody city with no people.
"What a wonderful song." A young man whose skin was as clear as a crystal gem and full of life slowly emerged from behind the performer.
He was wearing a white robe, his eyes had double black and white pupils, and there was a white pupil in the black pupil, which looked very strange.
"Master, are you satisfied with your food?" Magic Code turned around gracefully and saluted.
"The body has recovered completely." Garen nodded in satisfaction, "The vitality of 150,000 people and the despairing skulls of 150,000 souls have reached the point of saturation."
He raised his left hand, and a few colored broken diamonds appeared on the surface of the black bracelet on his wrist at some point. It is a broken diamond with alternating red and golden yellow. There are five in total.
"Sure enough, the massacre comes quickly and efficiently." Garen couldn't be more satisfied. A broken diamond represents a soul-seed condensed in the death bracelet. There are five of these broken diamonds, which means that more than ten Ten thousand people's soul perception fragments provided him with at least five soul seeds. This is different from sneaking around in the abyss and the will of the abyss.
He opened his mouth slightly and inhaled, and suddenly the five broken diamonds on the bracelet suddenly turned into five rays of light and entered his mouth.
Closing his mouth in satisfaction, Garen closed his eyes as if enjoying this rare harvest.
In the dark soul space, the eighth soul ring was finally consummated in an instant. After the five soul-seeds merged, this soul ring was directly upgraded to a light red soul ring. As long as it is promoted to orange, it can finally reach the level of yellow and enter the level of the upper demon king.
The peak of the upper demon king is the point where he can fight the lower divine power, not an incarnation, but a real god descending to earth.
Another dense invisible energy also condensed in Garen's body, and quickly gathered in the nine-sided body on his chest. The massacre of more than 100,000 lives also made Garen form a gray-black nine-sided body.
Roar! ! !
Suddenly, there was a huge roar of an angry dragon in the distant sky.
"Oh, it's the power of Tiamat." Garen looked up, showing a hint of a smile, "It's a pity he came a step late."
laugh!
The two of Garen disappeared at the top of the clock tower in an instant.
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Corolla City and the ancient city directly under Bailong Mountain were slaughtered. The lives and souls of 150,000 people disappeared. They did not enter the abyss or hell, and they did not return to the Styx and the kingdom of Tiamat. All of them mysteriously disappeared.
Since Tiamat has no church, only scattered believers and some evil priests, almost no one can get more clues from him.
Only a few survivors described to everyone what happened that day.
An evil weird performer hypnotized the entire city, those people were not killed by him at all, but all committed suicide! Corpses were scattered all over the streets and alleys of the city, and even the city lord, a strong man up to level seven, committed suicide in his bedroom.
But this was just a piece of news worthy of attention. Bailongshan was furious and sent a large number of members to arrest a talented white dragon named Garen, but Garen directly defeated and slaughtered him every time they encountered each other.
In just half a month, more than 30 adult white dragons, old dragons, and ancient dragons died at Garen's hands.
Immediately after the second half of the month, not only Corolla City, but Rosen City, 700 kilometers away, also suffered the same end.
This city is not a city directly under Bailong Mountain. It is a border city subordinate to the Black Stripe Empire, that is, the Black Elf Empire. Most of the people stationed in it are army soldiers. The number of deaths directly hit 250,000 this time.
The frightening legend of the Sonata of the Dead spread throughout the north.
Two consecutive big cities were massacred, and a large number of pastors and church personnel gathered there to try to find out the situation. But all evidence points to the new dragon of disaster, the white dragon Gallon, without exception.
(end of this chapter)