"The Maiden and the Grim Reaper", the world-famous tragedy of the last century.
The beautiful and kind Marianne is like the incarnation of eternal youth. Her youthful power attracts the god of death, so when Marianne is about to be burned and dedicated to the god of light, the scythe of the god of death tore the world and took Marianne to start a wandering Journey to the Three Realms. They met and fell in love with each other. There is no separation between God and man, only the tenderness of each other's soul mates.
The Starlight Troupe is the best troupe to interpret this play, so the holographic projection that Hitomi released here is the version performed by the Starlight Troupe. In order to conform to the aesthetics of today's people, Hitomi added a lot of sound effects and dreamy scenes to the play, making it a living masterpiece.
At least Arecio thought so.
After the nightingale finished singing, the cemetery in the drizzle on the stage turned into smoke and gradually dissipated. The nightingale flew out of the smoke, circled the stage, and when it flew back to its original place, it was already a beautiful field of spring, and the girl in the white dress was singing on the field. Her beauty is not the allure of the country, the most eye-catching is the "youth", she seems to have stolen the immortal wine of the goddess of time and is about to sing here forever.
Some viewers exclaimed.
Suddenly the stage was dark, and in that dim corner, the scythe and the flag of the god of death were reflected. The god of death trod the dark horse over the body of the most noble and noble person in the world, no matter how the king cried and begged, the face of the god hidden in the shadows remained motionless.
Nobody is nobler than death, nobody.
But Death met the singing Marianne.
A crack was gently knocked out of his cold heart, and some sweet emotions gurgled through the crack, and the girl's white dress seemed to flow in along with it. He subconsciously gave the girl a hand, but suddenly saw his bones and fingers, he was timid.
This timidity turned into a special kind of embarrassment. Death did not admit that he was in love with this girl, nor did he believe that there was such a kind and beautiful girl in the world.
He turned into an ugly moth to fight the fire, and it was Marion who rescued him; he turned into a wild dog, covered with scars, barking fiercely, it was Marianne who ripped off his white skirt and bandaged his wounds; he finally turned into a filthy Dirty, insane tramp, Marianne treats him to the best bread and oatmeal, and looks at him for a long time under the lamp.
The girl smiled at him.
[What should I call you? Moths? puppy? Or poor homeless?]
Convinced by Death, he paced and chanted under the moon, filling his heart with contradictory emotions, giving his songs a sour sweetness—one of the show's classic arias. Death, who was immersed in a sour secret love, was still God, and with his extraordinary ear, he heard the conspiracy of some people trying to sacrifice Marianne to God.
He rescues Marianne and embarks on a romantic journey with her to thunderous applause. Arecio also applauded, and while applauding, he secretly looked at the neuropathy next to him, but he didn't expect to meet the other's line of sight.
He hurriedly turned his head away, pretending that it wasn't him who spied on him just now, but when he heard the gentle laughter of the saint beside him, he had completely seen through his desires.
Arecio pretended to be calm.
[Don't look around, focus on watching the drama.]
Who is looking at it
[You should cherish it, there are still a lot of people who can't see it.]
[…]
Not to mention ordinary tourists who don't have enough points to redeem tickets outside, even Zhen, Lucy, and Helgodon, who were coddled at the nursery center before, showed the appearance of big children tonight and took on a very important mission. The Arecio man is sitting here, but as long as I invite him over, he will arrive immediately.
Hope those kids... all goes well.
* * *
Just as the Liberty Theater opened with a grand opening, there was a small uproar inside the childcare center.
A staff member from the southeast branch looked in a hurry. He is not feeling well now, and he always feels that someone is watching him in the dark. He forced himself not to think so much, and went back to rest as usual. Tomorrow, he would be able to return to the Southeast Branch smoothly, bringing their secrets with him.
However, if those worms riot, I am afraid it will be a sleepless night tonight.
He was in a hurry, not realizing that someone was following him in a sloppy manner behind him. After awakening, as long as Helgodon thought about it, no one would find him easily. He followed behind this seemingly flawless staff member, waiting for the other party to discover him at some point.
The lively sound of the carnival came from afar, and Helgodon sighed. He also wanted to play, because these people were doing shit here.
The staff finally found out, he turned his head nervously, the silver-gray wolf instantly transformed into a human shape, and the wolf's ears were shaking, so he looked at him with leisure.
Helgodon doesn't like to talk, so don't force it if you can.
The uniformed staff only needed a moment, and the other party was still trying to struggle. Unfortunately, he had already contacted the security department of the nursery center, and Augustus specially sent people to assist them. After the staff member was pushed to the ground and shouted loudly, he found that the group of people looked indifferent and didn't listen to his defense, so he knew it was over.
But why was the plan revealed? The eggs sown into the Emerald Inner Sea should be safe, and he has one last thing to do now, which is...
He raised his head abruptly, his facial features suddenly twisted, and a white line flew towards Helgodon with lightning speed, attempting to invade his body. The order issued by Theo is very cruel. Once the identity is discovered, especially if it is discovered by a single person, then the worm is immediately drawn out of the body to control the opponent, so it is a new chess piece!
However-
"Jingle Bell… "
The melodious bell sounded, Helgodon swayed a bronze-colored bell, and the worm that was trying to find the next host let out a scream and fell to the ground weakly in an instant, his body still twisting in pain. Helgodon caught the worm and put it in a special box, which was also given by me. I have always had a strong control over living beings.
"Go, next one." Helgodon said briefly. He was in charge of the west side of the complex, Augustus was in charge of the east side of the complex, making sure to eradicate the invaders without affecting the carnival, and that huge emerald inland sea...
It's Lucy's home.
The emerald inner sea is surrounded by the fortified city walls, and the blue soul fires gather more and more under the sea. I was humming a song. He was very relaxed tonight, but he was a little tired from making bells and boxes a few days ago. His eyes are always on the fortified city walls, the shadows are wandering on the sea, and the worms seem to feel the pressure and dare not break out of the water.
However, underwater is not necessarily safe.
The lich girl glanced at the time, then stood up. She just devoured the last bit of the original soul fire of the sea of dead ruins, which means that she has completely controlled the entire ruins. Her army of thousands of horses has been silent for too long under the sea, and can't wait to see the sun again, but due to the existence of insects, there is an obstacle between the ruins and the sea.
This is not good. Those who prevent the undead army from seeing the sun should be smashed.
The lich girl was expressionless, she paused her scepter, and the blue soul fire began to move quickly. If someone is present, I am afraid that I can see clearly now that these soul fires come from the wings of soul butterflies. These seemingly gorgeous undead are dancing lightly underwater, and the cold fire light will illuminate the slowly twisting insect swarm. They waited, waiting for a signal to start the meal.
Finally, the lich spoke.
"Go."
A moment of silence, and another moment of dancing! Thousands of soul butterflies burst out of the water, touching their feet and hugging their prey tightly, and the insects were suddenly wiped out. Those who were lucky enough to escape, the bells on the shore rang softly, they couldn't escape at all, they could only flee to a higher place, and the higher place... was the shadow of the last quarter moon.
Everything was almost slaughtered, I still hummed the song, and from the eyes exposed behind the talisman paper, he saw an extremely grand scene—
Huge skeletal rays floated up, flaunting their nihilistic pectoral fins into the night sky; small, agile beast skeletons scurried across their spines for a reason, for the next second, the giant crocodile skeletons stepped on their feet. Standing with the ray, the soul fire in the eye sockets throbbed, making a silent roar to the sky!
The Palace of Bones was erected again, with the Lich's Throne in the center. Lucy didn't rush over, she held the scepter and bowed slightly.
Leviathan whizzes across the sky above her, letting out a barrage of laughter. He rejoiced at the carnival, cheered for the imminent recovery, and those long, translucent tentacles that glowed over the sea, and he was still swimming, as if waiting for something.
"I'll go over there," Lucy said to me.
I look very happy.
"Is it a present for you? Helgodon has Frostwing, what do you want, Lucy?"
"I don't know if God will agree," said Lucy, "but I think, I'll give it a try."
"Lucy, act like a spoiled brat, don't forget to act like a spoiled brat! Cry a few more times!" Zhen taught her the experience, "When I rolled on the ground crying, I could do whatever I wanted."
"… "
"Don't look at me that way, okay Lucy QVQ"
Crying and acting coquettishly, Lucy can't do it. She took a deep breath, and the bone wings led her into the sea, but what surrounded her was not the icy water, but the soft touch of Leviathan. She was led to the presence of God, the radiant giant jellyfish-like creature without facial features, but Lucy felt that He was smiling at her.
[I had a great experience.]
[My guardian, this is your credit.]
[What do you want? At the time of my parting, I am very generous, and I will give you what I have not given and what I will now give.]
[what do you want?]
The answer has been lingering in her heart for a long time. Lucy lowered her head at first, but she slowly raised her head, revealing black eyes burning with soul fire.
"Please… "
She spoke, and in Leviathan's sight, her appearance overlapped with that of the lich ten thousand years ago.
"I don't want anything, I just want to..."
[I don’t want anything, just want to…]
"I just want my dragon."
[I just want my dragon to come back!]
Deterred by this overlapping scene, Leviathan was silent for a while. He wanted to say "but", but the scene from ten thousand years ago seemed to appear in front of him again. Surrounded by the sadness of the soul butterflies, the lich's eyes were half-drooping, and she was leaning on the folded cloak of the saint.
She was dying, and the saint hoped that this old friend of Arecio would feel better.
"This time, we failed." The lich said softly, with a quiet smile on his face, "But at least there is hope."
She looked at the saint with a cold expression, and since the news of Arecio's death came out, the other party's lack of human feelings became more and more.
"Alessi won't die," she comforted softly. "He'll set the world on fire again."
"You too, go to Beizhu City. I know that your heart must be filled with the flames of revenge and fury at this time. You can vent to our enemies and the enemies who destroy this world."
"Then... be sure to laugh... laugh and reunite with Aresi..."
She looked up at the gradually disintegrating undead sky, but her eyes were unusually quiet.
"As for me… "
She stretched out her bony hand into the void, her body was half withered as it approached death, but she still stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the death that was once in her hands but now approaching her like never before.
"Have you come to meet me..."
She smiled and burst into tears.
"dragon?"
* * *
"...Aren't you going back, I?"
Hearing this gentle inquiry, I came back to my senses and found that Lucy had returned to the shore at some point. He laughed almost immediately, as he always did.
"Have you got the present, Lucy?"
"Well. God has returned, and we have erected the second pillar."
"Long live!" Zhen responded cheerfully immediately, he stretched his waist, and the whole person relaxed, "I can finally get off work."
"Um... won't I go?"
"I'll wait a little longer so that no fish slips through the net." Zhen smiled, and he raised his brain, "I saw that Alessi gave us gifts, in our respective rooms."
"I'll go take a look right now, and you should rest earlier."
"certainly!"
Lucy went back to her room, which had been completely remodeled before the carnival, with bones and dark curtains that made her feel more comfortable than the lovely princess room. The room has become unprecedentedly empty due to the renovation. At first, Lucy was wondering if she needed to add some more things. Now it seems that this is just right.
She clicked on "The Girl and the God of Death", which was launched at the same time on Guangnao. The story was nearing the end. The girl was lying in the arms of the God of Death and was about to die, but her white dress was as bright as ever. Death buried his face in her hair, so sad that he couldn't make any sound. The nightingale, who had witnessed everything, sang his grief on his behalf, and his round voice was hoarse several times.
[My love, since you passed away, my fire has been extinguished, and the great flood has come.]
[Please open your eyes again, please look at me again... I am willing to abandon everything, and you will have mercy on me.]
However, no matter how the god of death begged, he couldn't bring back his girl. He can give death, but he can't take it back. The last thing he can do is to turn into an elder tree, quietly blooming white flowers in front of his lover's grave.
-Death separates them, but their souls will always be together.
The tragedy was over, and the lich girl also stood up and looked down at the huge magic circle she had drawn.
She initiated the gift that God had given her in violation of the law.
- Not even death can separate them.
Soul Butterfly completed the hunt and was content to roam on the Emerald Inner Sea. The silver-blue moonlight flooded the room softly, and the lich held his new gift and gently twisted the forwarding note. The music box played the music of "Praise for the Stars", this simple but beautiful piece of music appeared in the middle of the tragedy, the god of death watched, and the girl danced under the stars. In the sound of the music, she also began to spin, and her dark black hair with slightly curly tips flew up gently.
Maybe it was because she didn't twist enough turns, and the music stopped quickly, so she picked up the music box again, and twisted and twisted.
The little girl and the god of death on the music box danced happily again.
She made a circle, and the fireworks in the middle of the night burst into the sky; another circle, she held the tail of the bones to make her turn better; in the last circle, the music of the music box just matched the rhythm of her movements. , the soul fire burned in the black eyes of the lich, and her bone hand gently touched the forehead of the huge creature's white bone.
Now, she sat down, resting her head on the neck skeleton of some giant creature, and picked up the music box. The gigantic creature purred softly, with soul fire burning in its dark eye sockets, and he kept the lich in a small area with bone wings and a long tail.
The music box rang in the silver-blue moonlight, the little girl in the box danced with the god of death, the lich rested on her dragon, closed her eyes—
[Praise the stars, praise the stars.]
[The sky is shining, and the ground is bright.]