In the huge empty space, in the nightmare of the "Red Pond", for a while, only the lonely ceremony stage and the extremely incongruous recording device hanging in the red mist below the stage were left.
“Not enough, still not enough!
"
The energy of the chariot tends to dissipate again, and Fan Ning in the Hui Tower is shouting in his heart.
The "other gate" at the far end is already visible, but it is still at a high position on a nearly vertical path, like looking at the dazzling light at the wellhead from the bottom of a well.
The physical appearance of the musicians on the stage has almost been lost. Even Luna and Miss Nightingale, who are in slightly better condition, may have less than 10% transparency left.
"Chichichi......" Those swollen suckers that penetrated into the black curtain of the "Hidden Light" sucked out more and more purple light in the black mysterious substance.
particles.
"You won't get out of the way, right?"
The blood-red figure is soft and smiling.
"My sister doesn't want to do anything to you either?... Ask him to hand over the things he shouldn't have, the remains of the 'Fountain in the Painting' and the 'Key to Time No. 1'. It was a waste to go against me in the past.
Time will no longer matter and I will leave you a place in this new kingdom of love?"
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"Are you going to let me in!?!?"
There was a fierce scolding, and then hundreds of more spikes were directed at the girl in the purple skirt under the dark shadow of the lampshade, making a slurping sound that made everyone feel chilled!
Qiong gritted her white teeth, looked at the other person coldly for a moment, and then suddenly laughed softly.
"What do you think this is?" She held a strange object in her hand.
The withered fruit exuding gray-black smoke seemed to have hidden all vitality and emotion, but there were two green leaves on it, and the outer edge was filled with a warm light of infinite vitality.
"What do you mean?" Miss Crimson's face changed.
"It's not interesting." Qiong smiled and tilted her head, as if conveying something that had nothing to do with her, "I just want to drag you into the water..." She looked at Fan Ning on the podium again.
At a glance, "And... let me say it again, that day's trip to the archipelago, small town, rainforest and hospital was three people! I can't even forget it in my dream!"
"
After saying that, there was a crisp crackling sound, and she directly crushed the fruit in her hand!
"Are you crazy..." Miss Hong'er was frightened, and with the same explosion, her figure quickly collapsed into a ball of blood mist, while Miss Purple Bean Cake, who was one step ahead of her and turned into a purple flowing outline, had lines all over her body.
She must be tightly entangled!
The strange object destroyed in Qiong's hand was the twin truth that they both took in - a "Pleroma Fruit"!
This fruit picked in the Glow Garden has two sides. What Joan only has is the side that is stronger than the "wild" phase. However, due to such a special twin relationship, once it is destroyed...it means that she will be disadvantaged.
The table of the chess game was overturned. Both of them fell from the realm of half-order enforcer to the third level of understanding or lower. There was no longer any divine advantage of "more than a hundred years of training ahead"!
Red and purple lines were tangled and mixed, arcs of electricity and blood splashed in all directions, making a mess in front of the stage!
Qiong's counterattack, which was completely based on "die together", would have definitely made Fan Ning panic, but now he was completely "fixed" by Qiong's last words.
three people?
Never forget even in your dreams...
Just three people?......
What kind of revelation should we seize?... A sense of anxiety approaching answers and revelations seized Fan Ning's mind.
At the end, the morning bell gradually fades away and disappears.
After falling from a height, Qiong's life and death were still unknown while still fighting her opponent, while Luna and An's figures became even more dazed...
On the podium, Fan Ning's fisted hand was trembling slightly.
No, even if the dream spirits born in the southern country leave this continent, they will dissipate after the arrival of the "Red Pond", but my own spirituality does not choose to send them away, which means that in today's ceremony, I will find a person.
A way to not completely lose hope!
What is the final revelation in this dream?
"...So, among the many occult features of dreams, what is the most abstract and essential?"
He thought of the day when his group returned from St. Agena's Hospital and walked in the Ortos rainforest in midsummer. There was a thick smell of rosin, clear moonlight and noisy sounds of insects and birds.
After a long time, Qiong thought on her lapel:
"The suppressed emotions and desires are satisfied in disguised form."
Three people...
Among the three girls of the Chretien family, why is Camilla missing?
Yes, even so, there are still three of them, and Qiong is also by his side.
Fan Ning shook his head slightly.
When was Camilla never mentioned again?…
When did he and Joan gain direct contact with the Southern Dreamland?...
Hunters, nine dead hunters, two leaders, seven subordinates...
He thought of Joan's handwriting again:
"The suppressed emotions and desires are satisfied in disguised form."
Suppressed... desire?
Pretended...satisfaction?
Love, right?
"Hahaha......"
Fan Ning suddenly laughed twice with relief.
"I think I might understand..."
"Purple Bean Cake, you idiot! Do you think you can drag down my plan like this?..." Miss Crimson's roar of anger and filial piety started again.
"The 'Great Mother' is only at the last moment before she comes to this country. Even if I fall temporarily, I will eventually be picked up and promoted, and you...hehe, the poet is dead, the music is over, you have no choice but to seek your own death.
There’s no point in being off the road!”
"Master conductor, bravo!
"
Following her praise, in a space of turbid dark red mist, even the remaining ceremony table turned into bloody tatters.
“Who taught you people to shout ‘bravo’ before the show is over?”
Fan Ning suddenly sneered on the podium.
"You have such a low education, you must often be kicked out of concerts, right?"
The red and purple lights on the side were intertwined and stagnant for a while.
Luna and An, whose figures were almost transparent, looked at their teacher in surprise.
In this nightmare country filled with blood and desire, after the songs and bells of the fifth movement faded away, Fan Ning raised his baton again.
Chapter completed!