Babaya was assigned the last aria. She looked a little nervous. After she came on stage, she kept breathing, and she didn't know where to put her hands. Sometimes she lifted it up on her waist, and sometimes fell on both sides of the skirt.
Angel chuckled softly. He didn't expect this very realistic girl who was acting in front of them to have such a nervous side.
"My lord, do you know Babaya?" the high priest asked.
Angel nodded: "This little girl's acting skills are pretty good."
Acting? The high priest was confused.
Shadow said aside: "You call someone else's little girl, maybe you are even younger than her."
Speaking of age, the high priest looked at Angel. When he talked to the grown-up, he only noticed the maturity of his tone and never thought about his age. Taking a closer look, he seems to be really young. Although his face is delicate, he can still see the tenderness that has not grown.
The high priest thought for a while: "Babaya seems to be seventeen years old this year."
Angel suffocated, and there was a slight blushing on her face. She was really one year older than him! Sometimes the established impression is difficult to change. He sees Babaya as a Thumbelina, so he naturally equates small size with small age.
"Look, am I right? I think you should be less than seventeen, right?" Shadow seemed to be teasing, but his eyes were full of envy and jealousy that could not be concealed. Angel was young. Having such an achievement completely shattered the self-confidence and pride he had built up in the past thirty years, and made him embarrassed.
Angel forced his composure, sneered, and answered Shadow's question with a sneering expression.
Shadow's eyes twitched, he was sure that Angel was absolutely ashamed, but in the face of such an expression, anything he said now seemed wrong. He could only curse in the bottom of his heart: "Aojiao ghost."
The first three singers quickly finished their respective arias, and the disc-shaped secret treasure was the same as before, and there was no response. Obviously, these three were not one of the 3%.
Finally it was Babaya's turn, she let out a long sigh of relief, grabbed her green tutu skirt, and hurriedly took her place.
His right palm rubbed his chest, wanting to sing loudly.
But who knew that her first sound floated into the clouds. Perhaps it was too nervous, Babaya was stunned on the spot when the sound broke, and she was overwhelmed.
The priests looked at each other in dismay, but the singer below covered his mouth and snickered secretly.
Tears welled up in Babaya's eyes.
Just when Babaya felt too embarrassed, she suddenly felt a coolness between her brows, and a calming force radiated from her brows.
For a while, all the sounds around him fell silent.
"Sing it." It was Fiona who spoke in a gentle female voice. But for some reason, the figure of another person flashed in Babaya's mind, that human being with a clear male voice.
Babaya looked around and found that everyone was quiet, and there was no noise in her ears except for the slight wind.
Babaya's brows felt cool again. She seemed to see a green field, a manyue tree, and her beloved grandma.
"The first..." Babaya opened her throat, this time her syllables did not float any more, but pointed precisely on the scale, "The fourth brave, open the door in the air with the chant..."
Babaya's singing voice finally returned to its normal level, clear and melodious.
"I didn't expect you to be quite a gentleman." Shadow said, Babaya was able to speak up again, thanks to Angel. Even the phrase "sing it" by Fiona was spoken by Angel. However, it used a little illusion effect, so that others did not hear it.
"Hands up." Angel was noncommittal.
"You are too tolerant of mortals, which is likely to become a weakness for the enemy to attack you." Shadow said suddenly.
"So, are you going to use mortals to restrain me?"
Shadow smiled shyly: "I'm not your enemy, besides, haven't we reconciled?"
Angel smiled and didn't talk any further.
After Babaya finished singing, she took a deep breath, walked to the stage with the other three, and looked at the high priest.
The high priest looked at the silent treasure on the other side and shook his head: "Go back, the next batch."
Their expressions were a little depressed, and Babaya's eyes flashed with sadness. She can only run for one election in her life. She was not elected to the Sky Choir this time, and she will never have another chance in the future. Thinking of the villagers in Muya Village who had high expectations for him, her tears couldn't help flowing down.
The other singers who were not selected also cried, but under the expulsion of the priest, they could only leave the Centennial Hall silently.
"Poor, if they knew that the sky choir was not a singing voice selection at all, they would probably collapse, right?" Shadow looked at a group of crying Thumbelina with pear flowers and rain, saying "poor", but his tone was full of gloat.
Shadow's words, let the high priest bow his head. Angel glanced at him and said nothing.
After this group of singers left, not many singers remained in the Centennial Hall.
"What if there are no qualified singers this year?" Angel asked.
The high priest glanced at Fiona: "If a suitable singer is not selected, the descendants will find it in person, and they will find it eventually."
The high priest implied that Castle Black had a special way of finding people.
However, now that Fiona is under the control of the shadow, even if there is a special way to find people, it can't be used. They can only pray, followed by a suitable singer.
Their luck wasn't too bad.
After two more batches, a bloodline person finally appeared in the new batch.
This is a singer with a black birthmark on his face. As soon as he started to speak up, the high priest let out a "huh".
Because of the disc-shaped secret treasure, a clear light suddenly flashed. And swallowing and spitting, it is like a breathing creature.
"It's you, the others go out, you stay on the stage." The high priest pointed at the girl with black birthmarks.
The girl was stunned for a moment, showing an expression of ecstasy, while the others left the Centennial Hall unhappy.
"From today, you are a member of the new Sky Choir." The high priest recalled the girl's name: "Your name is Yelena, right?"
The girl was still in joy, nodding excitedly.
"Yelena, when your mood is calm, start your performance. This solo show is the key to your entry into the sky choir, be sure not to make mistakes." The high priest said solemnly, if you want to unlock the secret treasure, you must sing every lyrics Yes, otherwise, the secret treasure will not only be unable to be opened, but will also enter a cooling period of up to 300 days.
Yelena also knew the solemnity of this matter, and stood on the stage, trying her best to calm her mind.
"You said, will she make mistakes like Babaya?" Shadow asked curiously, looking at Yelena whose chest was heaving.
"Don't be a crow's mouth." Angel said angrily.
Although what Shadow said is unlikely to happen, after all, "The Fairy Epic" is not long, and these singers have started to sing since they were young, so they will not make mistakes of principle. But sometimes you are not afraid of 10,000, just in case.
Angel thought for a while, and set up an illusion beside Yelena.
From mountain forests and creeks to vast snowfields; from the continent in the cloud to the bright starry night. Angel arranged the illusion while observing Yelena's reaction.
She didn't have much emotion in her response other than curiosity.
When Angel set up a stage for ten thousand people and the lights were bright, Yelena's mood began to rise, and excitement and excitement appeared in her eyes.
It seems that he is a person who is eager to be noticed and eager to be on the big stage. Angel thought for a while, and put Yelena in the center of the crowd, the lights focused, and she enjoyed the glory.
At the same time, Angel also released a row of teacup bands. In the past, the music played by the Teacup Band was difficult to listen to, but after Babaya's ensemble last time, Angel understood that the Teacup Band was not bad at playing music. Probably when they were in the Nightmare Realm, the level of appreciation of monsters there was low. the other extreme.
Sure enough, with the blessing of the fantasy stage and the performance of the Teacup Band, Yelena showed her best performance.
As she sings, every syllable is flawless and even peaks. Therefore, the Treasure Disc began to shine brightly.
The high priest flicked the disc lightly, causing it to float in mid-air.
"The two adults, as long as they are shrouded in brilliance, they can purify their souls." The high priest said, letting the disc stay above the heads of the two.
As Yelena sang, the clear light hung down, and Angel only felt that his soul had entered a pool of clear springs, and there was a mysterious power washing the impurities in his soul.
However, Angel's soul is very pure, so under the clear light, he only feels that his soul is warm and relaxed, and there is not too much impurities escaping.
The shadow on the other side kept moaning comfortably, and a lot of black aura wafted out of its soul, which showed that its soul had a lot more impurities than Angel.
The clear light became more and more prosperous. Under the clear light, Angel softly wanted to lie down and sleep soundly.
But at this moment, Qingguang suddenly touched the gray mist in his soul... These gray mists are the embodiment of gravity veins. For the soul, they can be said to be impurities, and they seem to be helpful. So Qingguang has been around the gray fog for a long time, and seems to be thinking about what to do with the gray fog
Angel's mood was also lifted by Qingguang. He remembered that the high priest once pointed out the gray mist in his soul, and Qingguang seemed to be useful for this.
But how useful, the high priest did not say.
Qingguang lingered outside the gray mist for a long time, and finally moved. It slowly stretched out, wrapping the gray mist like a film, and then slowly shrinking...
In the end, the gray mist that permeated the depths of the soul shrank into a circle, gathering the source of the gray mist and all the gray mist that spread out.
Then the clear light dissipated.
Angel's head was full of question marks, and he simply gathered the gray mist together and stopped spreading. Is this the end? What about purification
At the same time, the clear light of the disc secret treasure dissipated and returned to the hands of the high priest, shrinking and shrinking, and finally disappeared.
When Angel was confused, Shadow stretched out and said lazily: "It's a worthwhile trip, the impurities in my soul have been removed by nearly half, and the chance of being promoted to a formal wizard has also increased."
After finishing speaking, Shadow looked at Angel: "I noticed just now that there are very few impurities in your soul. Have you purified your soul before?"
Angel ignored the shadow, but looked at the high priest. What did you mean by "the gray fog in the soul also needs the next rain"
The high priest said in a low voice: "Sir, the veins in your body are not impurities, but if they permeate all parts of the soul, it may still cause problems in the soul. Now, it is condensed together, but it is a good thing. ."