"Is this an expected failure?"
Naberis, who was watching the excitement, squatted next to him and whistled: "You finally made a mistake. Aren't you the one who has been urging us to keep a low profile?"
"Even if I fail, it won't be a big deal." Paganini replied calmly: "Anyway, the overall situation is settled, isn't it?"
"It better be this way."
Naberis shrugged: "You know how important this opportunity is to us."
Paganini said nothing.
For a long time, the dark world has been filled with all kinds of chaos.
People often regard black musicians as being on the same side as demons, evil gods, and natural disasters, but even if they are on the same side, there are always disputes between them, and there are even wars in order to control power.
As soon as Paganini entered the abyss, he stood high among the ministers, juxtaposed with the natural disasters under the command of the Hundred-Eyed Man, but until now, he had never gained real dominance.
The mainstream in the abyss is always the dependents and subordinates of the Hundred-Eyed Man - those natural disasters, demons, and even half-dragons, moon spirits, iron dwarfs, etc.
After the fall of the Hundred-Eyed One, the Abyss split into many forces, and there was a lot of friction between them in order to compete for dominance.
But for some reason, among the many existences, only Paganini's "Abyss Sages" were recognized and had the best opportunity.
This is a turnaround for black musicians.
If he can prove his ability, then he might not be able to get the support of the dark ministers. But if they fail, I'm afraid these black musicians will have no choice but to be thugs and cannon fodder in the abyss.
"To be honest, I'm curious, how did you convince those dead-heads?"
Naberish drew the outline of a large head on his head.
-Those "big heads" that have been infused with unknown amounts of consciousness and abyssal elements. Humanoids who were enlightened from demons by the Hundred Eyes. After devouring many dark human natures, these cunning and dark demons are respectfully called "Sage of the Abyss".
Their existence is like the Cardinal Church in the Holy City, advising the Hundred-Eyed Ones and organizing the abyss.
After the abyss fell apart, they even mastered all the secrets and powers left by the Hundred-Eyed Ones. Now that the Dark Lords can unite, their promotion is naturally indispensable.
But everyone is curious: Why did those big heads choose Paganini...
"It's very simple."
Paganini said calmly: "I told them: from the beginning, this was a mistake."
Naberish was stunned.
"As early as hundreds of years ago, the abyss began to penetrate downwards from the etheric realm. But from beginning to end, what was followed was the so-called divine will - I told them that this was a waste of effort."
Without any consideration, Paganini denied the Hundred-Eyed Man's will, causing Naberis to take a breath of cold air: "How dare you speak."
"Isn't it?"
Paganini asked back: "Human beings cannot guess God's will, and gods have never been able to understand human beings. The human perspective is too small, so small that it is difficult to understand such a behemoth. Even the Hundred-Eyed Man lowered his status and created the Original Dark Pope. The clone tried to understand human beings, but still succeeded. Human beings have never been controlled by gods from beginning to end - for humans, gods are too big. For gods, humans are too complex. Human beings have no way of understanding the existence of gods. Gods I will never pay attention to the so-called mortals. If you are dominated by the void and huge divine will, you will never be able to succeed in the small material world. Therefore, there is only one thing I can convince the Abyss Sage to agree to - let humans try it for themselves. No. The monsters are not natural disasters, but black musicians, who were once human beings."
“…”
Naberis fell into silence for a long time, then sighed softly: "You want to compete with those natural disasters for dominance of the abyss? Let the black musicians dominate the dark world..."
Paganini glanced at him: "The plan went better than I expected, didn't it?"
"But there will inevitably be hiccups."
Naberis picked up the broken crystal, weighed it in his hand, and sighed softly: "A crystal that can be used to penetrate the saints has stirred up the will of the kings that remain deep in the ruins. … This move is really skillful in driving a tiger to devour a wolf. I’m afraid he still doesn’t know that someone is obstructing it.”
For Paganini, who created changing music theory, what he was best at was the silent interference and distortion of things, whether it was music theory or personality. As long as you give him a tiny opening, he will be able to corrode and assimilate people's will and music theory from the inside.
The changing music theory is also a dangerous tool created based on this. It may be easy to use and has various forms, but once lost in the endless changes, sooner or later it will be eroded by the changes, lose yourself, and become a part of it.
And when the user discovered this, he was already stuck in the mud and couldn't extricate himself.
It was with this skill that he was able to raise a group of black musicians under the nose of the Holy City. In the end, he dragged half of the musicians in the Holy City into the abyss. Even the Pope did not do anything beforehand. Detect any clues.
Unfortunately, he hit a snag in front of Ye Qingxuan.
"I tried to use the kings to distort his will. Unfortunately, it seems now that he has never had the slightest respect for the original kings and will never allow others to interfere with his thoughts."
"I warned you before, you stepped on the wrong place."
Naberis shook his head: "He is much stronger than me. At least, the bottom line is clear."
Paganini didn't care about his setback: "I can't succeed, but the Holy City can also do nothing to him. He is destined to be an anomaly under the rules, a freak who will shake the foundation of the Order sooner or later. Even if I don't If he takes action, the kings will never allow someone like him to be promoted in Guixu, and sooner or later the Holy City will not be able to tolerate him. Sooner or later he will have nowhere to stay, and when the time comes, except for the abyss of generosity, where else will tolerate him?"
Naberish didn't speak, just leaned against the cold stone bricks.
Close your eyes and listen to the melody.
In the stale voids in the dark underground and the pungent smell of moss, there was only dim firelight, and deep voices echoed in the distance.
Click... click... click...
Click! Click! Click! Click!
It's like a rotten wood being split with a guillotine, like a dead branch being trampled to pieces, but it also seems like... something is eating happily, gluttony, devouring the supreme delicacy.
As a result, even the sound of chewing sounded so moving.
"It tastes so delicious." Paganini was filled with envy.
Click, click, click...
In the flickering candlelight, the mottled murals on the dome were illuminated. The ancient utensils that had been carelessly discarded on the ground were already broken, the bronze sword was covered with rust, and the gems on the ancient crown were already covered in dust.
The weak light cast a deformed shadow on the wall, and it could be vaguely distinguished that it was a figure prostrate on the ground, a monster bent over and chewing like a vicious dog.