Near noon, Crawvinson has set up the venue with great action and is making some adjustments to the details.
Behemoth is a hundred miles away, and the military does not allow anyone to step in, but this kind of protection is actually useless, because Behemoth seems to be no longer in the same world as them, which is composed of rocks and spar The wolf of his will slumber for a long time, and as long as the guardian's power is not weakened, he will not be exposed to danger.
Looking at the figure of God from a distance, I couldn't help but sigh slightly. He didn't know where his disappointment came from, and he couldn't share it with others, but he turned his head and saw the lich slowly approaching with a simple staff.
"Lucy." I greeted, "Didn't you stay with Aresi?"
The Lich shook his head slightly.
"I want to see the god of the earth, I think he is very kind."
"What a coincidence, I think so too."
The two children looked at the god's figure together for a while, and I was the one who spoke first.
"Alessi is going to crown Dongdong, I just took a sneak peek at the crown, it's exactly the same as the one in the movie!" He hesitated a bit, but he still asked, "Actually, I'm a little concerned about the crown in the movie. Did the werewolf king raised by Arecio really take revenge on Areci in the end? If so, then... too sad..."
The Lich listened to his words quietly but attentively, and lowered his eyelashes slightly after listening.
"I think, no, he must finally understand everything and settle his quarrel with Alessi."
I know it's just consolation, but he's still happy about this possible ending. He thanked Lucy, then went back to the crowd, and the lich watched him leave, and continued to turn back, looking at the gods of the earth.
The words just now were really just comforting.
Because Arecio had talked to him about the aftermath, when teaching her about death alone.
[It was killed in battle, the child I look up to.]
[I sent his crown back, and the werewolves thought I killed him.]
Arecio said this with a light expression, not much sadness. Maybe it's been too long, so he won't be sad.
[So, Lucy, from my own selfishness, I don't want to lose any of you again.]
[These words, I will only tell you, because you are a lich, you are going to touch some death.]
Lucy deeply remembers every word that Arecio said. She has been diligent and hard-working, and maybe she is a little gifted by luck. Her learning progress will be recognized by Arecio. She studied hard, and if she had to give a reason, it should be that she "doesn't want to die", and if there is another reason, it should be "I want to protect me and Helgodon from letting them die."
If he died, Alessi would not say it, and he must be very, very sad in his heart.
So none of them can die.
"Lucy! The ceremony is about to begin! I need you to appear!"
The cry came from a distance, and the lich girl simply responded, looked at the god of the earth for the last time, and turned to leave.
The live broadcast of this coronation ceremony is still solely in charge of Hitomi. He is in control of the camera in the field with one hand, and can also be distracted to like the live link forwarded by Arecio. Ruzius is one step ahead of him, likes and forwards refreshingly, and then puts away his brain.
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Arecio didn't know the open and secret battles here, he was sorting out the whole ceremony with Crawvinson. According to his idea, the ceremony included many links from the coronation of the werewolf king ten thousand years ago. Some of them were unprecedented and needed an urgent rehearsal. Fortunately, only the military media and military personnel were here, and they were very good at obeying orders. It looks like it in a short time.
The cameras walked through the field, dexterously taking pictures that could be shared at the moment, and one moved to Arecio's side. Arecio stopped talking and looked down at it, the camera fluttering its metal wings at him.
[Ah, ah, it’s been a few months! Finally see Xixi Liao again!]
[I live, I live, I live for me!]
[Wait for Xixi, this bat wing! Bat wings!]
[Zoom the damn camera closer to me! Totally not enough!]
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[Front emoji! Did Mrs. Jingque have a new one? !]
The so-called Mrs. Jingque in the mouth of the barrage, the full name of Huai Jingzhi, is known as the die-hard epic group, but there are many other outputs. It started to become popular a few months ago, and now the emoji package can occupy most of the federal light. Brain legend. Almost everyone who is interested in dark creatures has bought this cheap but very cute Xixi cat emoji pack. The emoji pack will be continuously updated, so it's not too cost-effective.
Having regained his brain, he stared at the live broadcast interface, downloaded the new emoticon pack, and then poked Lucy next to him. Lucy also silently downloaded the new emoticon pack.
Arecio knew nothing about it.
At noon, all the personnel were in place, all arrangements were properly arranged, and the ceremony officially began. According to Arecio's plan, Helgodon needs to start from here, like his ancestors, to the depths of the mountains. He had already gone there personally. Under the deep glacial lake, there was a corolla woven of blue flowers unique to the snowy area. Helgodon had to overcome many difficulties to go there and bring the corolla back before he could be crowned. The qualifications of the werewolf king.
Arecio leaned over and touched Helgodon, who had recovered his wolf cub appearance. Today, his cloak was slanted over his right shoulder, covered with dark patterns of roses, and the bat wings were tucked behind his back, which was enough to show his solemnity.
"Walk."
The former is light, the latter is heavy.
"Walk!"
With the sound of his landing, the soldiers on all sides sounded cold weapons. The sound of metal squeaks, something is rushing down the mountains in the distance, but the bright white lines are not light collapses, but real ice and snow. , like waking up from a dream—
They sounded the cold winter.
The cold air swept through the venue, and some people had to raise their hands to resist. Even the audience across the screen seemed to feel the chill. Arecio's cloak fluttered in the cold wind, but the wolf cub who had been lying beside him stood up and let out a tender roar. His figure gradually began to swell, and the last one that appeared beside Arecio was a huge silver wolf. The silver wolf had clear frost wings, and the icy blue eyes reflected the cold wind in the snow.
His posture and movements gradually overlapped with the werewolf king in the movie, cautious and alert, fearless and deep. He ran forward without any companions by his side, but everyone who was watching this scene felt that he was not alone at the moment. There were many invisible werewolf spirits running and calling with him, as if—
A flood of silver.
The silver wolf ran between the mountains, he nearly fell on the bottomless icy stream, he used all his strength to climb up the steep mountain wall, before reaching the end, he was not allowed to use any Ability, it's been a tough ride, but he's running faster and faster.
He ran with the spirits of his ancestors, through the mountains, through the cliffs, through the layers of taiga. Finally, a huge dark blue appeared on the expanse of white snow. The ice lake was in front of you, and a black sickle was inserted diagonally in the middle of the ice lake as an indication. When the silver wolf approached, the black sickle turned into a shadow and dissipated.
Helgodon gasped slightly, but he didn't rest, he let out a battle cry, then shattered the ice and sank into the depths. He didn't know how Arecio managed to put the flower crown here. The flower crown was submerged in the deep water, and the extreme cold had embellished it with permanent crystals. Helgodon picked up the flower crown and floated to the surface without hesitation. After throwing the flower crown on his head, he ran back.
Arecio has been waiting for a long time, he stood in front of the throne used for coronation, holding the silver crown in his hand, watching the silver wolf slowly walking towards him, panting. As the silver wolf came, he gradually turned into a boy with wolf ears, his clothes were dotted with silver and white fur, and he came to Arecio, his ice-blue beast pupils still had a youthful air of fearlessness.
Arecio thought of the child who died in battle. He held the silver crown and gave it to Helgodon without hesitation. There are no werewolf elders here, and Helgodon should have crowned himself with the crown from his hands.
He has never been greedy for power, and the regent is just an expedient measure. Fortunately, Helgodon did not hold grudges against him because of the past history, which is enough.
The silver crown was about to be handed over to the wolf-eared boy, but the boy suddenly took the lead and took off the frozen flower crown on his head. Although he is a teenager, he is not much shorter than Arecio, so he just raised his hand gently, and sent the flower crown to Arecio's head smoothly, and then lifted the fur cloak, half kneeling on the ground, low head.
"Like my teacher, like my father, like my friend..."
He still broke his sentences frequently when he spoke, but the field gradually became silent with his words.
"Glorious, my ally, please wear this wreath."
"Then, Alliance, please crown me."
"Admit me to be, werewolf king."
"The werewolf king, Helgodon!"
He lowered his head deeper, the wolf ears pressed to the sides, ready to take the weight of the crown. Arecio held the crown, and he slowly opened his red eyes, remembering a bit of the past that he chose to forget due to excessive sadness.
Ten thousand years ago, when he found the child raised by him from the battlefield, the other party was taking his last breath. Obviously already the father of several wolf cubs, those ice blue eyes are still full of bright youth.
The young werewolf king shook his ears slightly, which was a friendly gesture. He slowly took off the crown and handed it to Arecio.
[I have never hated you one day.]
[My allies.]
In his memory, he took the crown tremblingly, but in reality, he was placing the crown on the new king's head. The wolf's ears moved, and after several struggles, they finally achieved some coordination with the crown. Helgodon raised his head, the ice-blue pupils were clear, and he happily showed a little fangs.
"Alessi!" he called, then stood up. "Is it over?"
Arecio returned to his senses in a trance, and suddenly there was the voice of Crawvinson next to him.
"Wait wait! Take a few more pictures! Move a little, yes! That's it!"
"Is there anyone else who wants to take a group photo? Come on, let's take it together, don't take it twice."
"Marshal Olsen, are you ready to line up? I saw you cut the line."
I don't want to be too happy! He likes this kind of activity the most, and no matter how high the platform is, he just climbs up, not only to take a group photo, but after the photo shoot, he has to take a selfie with La Hergodon or Arecio alone, while taking pictures, while emphasizing the camera angle .
"Wow Dongdong, you are so clever, put your claws over there just to block your face."
"Lucy, you turn to one side, so you look thinner, yes yes yes!"
He took a bunch of photos with great interest, and then carefully selected them and posted them in the news. He said hello to everyone he knew, and others retweeted them. After a few months, I finally landed on the hot search again.
I immediately added a new update.
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Shu Tan, he has been planning this emoji for a long time, and finally sent it out!
Arecio managed to break free from this lively ocean, and heaved a sigh of relief, he was really not used to too noisy occasions. However, he glanced at Zhen who was like a fish in water, and his heart moved slightly.
"… what are you thinking about?"
There was a voice, and Arecio didn't have to look up to know it was a neuropathy, so he confessed.
"Things to do after I think about it, I have to be one step ahead of the temple. I think I seem to be very familiar with this aspect of public opinion. Maybe he can help with some problems."
"Is it the first step that you advocate for the live broadcast of the ceremony this time?" Ruzius asked.
"Well, I do think so, but I don't have a clue as to what to do next." Arecio was really struggling with this kind of thing. "Of course I can try to interact more, but more..."
Rutius knew he wasn't good at this, so he nodded.
"Then leave it to me, it's fine if you appear, but it's just a show..." He paused and forcibly changed his words, "Xiu Shidai."
He swears with all his cat memes that he'll look really good.
Arecio didn't know that he secretly made this oath, he was still thinking, a spark of inspiration flashed in his mind, he tried hard to catch it, but it was always a short distance away, he almost scratched his head .jpg, and suddenly heard a neuropathy say.
"In addition to daily life, you can also write a small script, you don't need to act it out deliberately, I will..."
"Wait!" Arecio grabbed that little inspiration, "The script! You said the script!"
"… right."
"Script! I mean script!" he excited. "Freedom on the street! Carnival!"
The grandest festival in their era was the carnival. After the deceased was worshipped on the day before, the living would go to the streets with their scripts to perform on the next day. Maybe the costumes are ridiculous, maybe the plot is clumsy, but everyone will do their best to show their stories. On this day, all theater troupes will also be open for free, and perform a series of classic plays like water. People laugh or cry with the plot of the story, expressing the infinite joy of being a living person, and they will not disperse until after the float parade at night. , this is the carnival.
There are many masterpieces that have been circulated for hundreds of years in these plays. What Arecio remembers most clearly is the tragedy "The Girl and the Grim Reaper" that he watched together with the neurotic.
The current neuropathy has not fully recovered his memory, and he doesn't remember that they watched this tragedy together, but Arecio didn't want to reveal too much, so he just asked.
"What do you think of promoting the Carnival of Recovery as a theme?"
Brilliant idea.
Ten thousand years later, the world's entertainment is extremely developed, and he yearns for all kinds of ten thousand years ago. Rutius can predict that once this proposal appears, it will definitely be strongly supported and implemented.
"Very good. I think I can discuss it with Andre. The success of Hitomi's previous movie has already explained the demands of people today."
The idea was approved, and Arecio finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just thinking of that drama, his eyes crossed the crowd and stopped lightly on the Lich.
The tragedy he thought of before had a prototype, and the prototype was two of his friends.
"The Girl and the Grim Reaper".
Princess and Dragon.