When Angel was very young, he once heard Jon mention that truly beautiful art always leaves people with a lingering feeling of unfinished content at the moment it is completed.
At this moment, when he heard "The Confession of the Black Sheep" come to an abrupt end, and when he saw the priest and the Celestial Cathedral being buried in the sea of ​​​​fire from the perspective of art, Angel also had a feeling of "still unfinished".
Even though Angel did not witness the whole process and only arrived before the finale, just listening to this last chapter, the lingering feeling is still very strong.
"Luigi's performance level has improved again..." Angel murmured in a low voice.
When he was in Shocker's Haunted Mansion, Luigi's performance had not yet reached this level; but now, even Angel, who has listened to "Black Sheep Confession" many times, can sympathize with it.
This is not an improvement in skills, but a sublimation of emotions.
Angel once saw a comment on singing on a holographic tablet that said, "There is no technique, it's all emotion." However, Luigi's performance this time was not only "all emotion", but also "the technique is natural."
Even with Angel's level of appreciation, everyone thinks that this performance is definitely much better than the previous "Yi Yang", "Rhapsody on the Flight of the Night Sparrow", "Three Chapters of Sbro"...
I just don’t know what kind of reservations Uriel will give for this performance?
Angel set his sights on Uriel.
However, the moment he saw Uriel's expression, Angel was suddenly stunned.
Because Uriel's expression was so strange.
His eyes were dancing, and tears were falling continuously, but his expression was extremely indifferent.
The tears she shed and the calm and indifferent expression seemed to be separated from each other, and they were in two different worlds.
Angel was quite confused at first, but he soon came to his senses.
It's Uriel's...the dream state disappeared.
It should be that Uriel was moved and empathized with some meaning in this music, so he couldn't help but shed tears; however, when he shed tears, he was still in a "dream" state, and now the song ends, "Dream"
"The state disappears, and Uriel has returned to the normal NPC category at this time.
Tears in the dream state were left on the face of ordinary NPCs.
This has led to the strange inconsistency in the current situation.
However, although Uriel's dream state has been lifted, it can be guessed from his tears that he must be very satisfied with "Black Sheep Confession Song".
I just don’t know which seat Uriel will place for Luigi because of this music?
Will it be a blockbuster and enter the top three seats?
Thinking of this, Angel stared at Uriel closely, waiting for his judgment...
…
At the same time, far away in space and time.
Dasman Empire, City of Auroville.
Dawn City, covered by night, lacks the vitality during the day and is more of a deathly silence.
There are only the calls of night crows and the rustling cries from unknown places.
In a corner of Dawn City, on the second floor of a dilapidated attic, a man was lying in a pile of dirty clothes when he suddenly woke up from his sleep.
He opened his eyes and stared at the dark ceiling, dazed.
"I, I seemed to hear a piece of music, and saw flames, churches, and countless corpses...and the devil performing a tragic song in the flames?" The decadent man with stubble suddenly shook his head: "No,
It’s not a demon, it seems to be a person.”
The man murmured softly and sat up from the bed.
After looking around, I finally determined that I just...had a dream.
That dream was beautiful but cruel.
But it was so cruel that he was willing to indulge in it.
"Uril, Uriel..." the man laughed at himself in a low voice: "Are you already a person who is looking for value in dreams?"
With a wry smile, Uriel stepped down from the messy bed, wearing only a pair of pajamas, then opened the bedroom door naked and came to the balcony.
He planned to sober up.
It was now midsummer in the Dasman Empire, but even so, a gust of night wind blew, and he couldn't help but shiver.
Because of this shiver, his chaotic head became slightly clearer.
Leaning on the balcony guardrail, he lit a tobacco, looked at the sleeping Dawn City, and silently puffed out the smoke.
Dawn City is very vast, but most of the houses are very low, so even if Uriel is just standing on the balcony of the second floor attic, he can see the outline of the building very far away.
Almost all the buildings have been brought into a dark and sweet dreamland at this time. Only the landmark building in the center of Dawn City, the Glorious Church, still has bright lights on.
Because of this, Uriel's eyes were involuntarily attracted to the Glory Temple.
"With the goddess of night, it is really holy and beautiful." Uriel sighed softly, but there was an unknown complexity in his decadent eyes: "But who could know that deep inside such a holy temple?
…”
Uriel blew out a smoke ring.
The smoke slowly dispersed in the darkness directly ahead.
When the smoke dissipated, Uriel suddenly saw a building about ten meters away, with the faint light of a gas lamp on.
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Through the open window and the dim light, he saw a woman holding her knees and crying.
The faint cry that was in the air before came from her side.
As a neighbor, Uriel naturally knew the crying woman, and he even knew why the woman was crying.
Because her new husband is a bad gambler.
Just look at her new house with only four walls, and you will know that her husband has sold almost everything that can be sold. If her husband, a gambler, plans to continue selling, then the only thing that can be sold is probably herself.
Her crying was not only because she hated her unqualified husband, but also because she was sad about her uncertain future.
"Being able to cry means that her husband is not at home. If she is not at home so late, the only place to go is the casino...Winning or losing tonight may determine her future." Uriel shook his head and couldn't bear to read any more.
.
They are all miserable people, even himself. He has no other option but pity...
He moved his eyes away from the lights in the leader's house and once again looked at the glorious church that was still extremely bright in the night.
At some point, a thin mist descended and enveloped the church.
From a distance, this layer of mist looks like smoke...
Thinking of this, a hint of gloom flashed in Uriel's eyes.
Tobacco and gambling, anyone who lives here knows that they are the source of darkness and the root of all evil.
Even the Glory Church promotes this.
But as long as you have a little bit of social status, you will know that tobacco and gambling are actually the two invisible pillar industries of Dawn City. And the big owner behind them is... the Church of Glory.
In Dawn City, oh, not only in the entire Dasman Empire, the Church of Glory has such a glorious and majestic image, but who knows that behind such brightness is a place full of filth and evil.
"Are religions and churches so dirty behind the scenes?" Uriel muttered in a low voice. Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment: "Why should I say 'all'?"
Just when Uriel was asking himself doubts, two images suddenly flashed through his mind.
On one side is the church that represents heaven, which is also the backer of the powerful class.
On the other side are the poor people and the devout priests who listen to their suffering.
The two scenes were constantly changing in Uriel's mind... The memory of being trapped in the Sea of ​​Dreams rushed into his mind along with bursts of strong music.
He remembered.
In his dream, he saw the raging of another religion.
In his dream, he smelled the smell of blood covered by flames.
In the dream, he heard the priest's tragic song performed with his life...
Although it is another religion, the things it displays are no different from the Glorious Church of the Dasman Empire.
Even "pure priests" and "believers of death" can find their counterparts in the Church of Glory... Uriel even knows such people himself.
To be continued...