"Are you suddenly making alchemy at this time?" Jiebo thought to himself. Could it be that his previous crazy state was a manifestation of a burst of inspiration?
Jiebo has generally agreed with this point of view in his heart, because according to the information he knows, Angel should be a reserved and self-controlled person, and will not suddenly behave so uninhibited.
"Interesting, what would an alchemy work inspired by inspiration look like?" Jetbo sat on the bottom of the sea, looking at the clear night sky after the waves had subsided.
On the other side, after singing for nearly two hours, the mermaid princess finally showed signs of stopping. Her throat was already a little dry. Seeing that her voice was gradually fading, the wizard did not blame her, so she slowly stopped.
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When the mermaid princess stopped singing, the surrounding wind and waves seemed to have subsided. The knights surrounding her all moved forward to guard her.
"Your Highness, do we need to let the shell spirit submerge and return?" The handsome mermaid with black shells inlaid on her ears came forward and asked in a low voice.
The mermaid princess was also in a dilemma at this time. Judging from the previous attitude of the wizard, it seemed that there was no hostility. But now that the song is over, the other party seems to have no follow-up reaction. If she leaves like this directly, I don’t know if she will cause trouble.
Anger at the other person.
After thinking deeply for a moment, she said softly: "Let's wait and see."
Her Highness the Princess has made her decision, and the surrounding mermaid knights naturally dare not disobey it. However, just in case, they restrained the surrounding little mermaids and hid in the shell spirit first. If there was a crisis, they would rely on the shell spirit to
The defense also has a glimmer of hope.
At this time, whether it was Jetbo on the seabed, a group of mermaids on the coral island, or Duru on the gondola, they were all quietly looking at the misty fantasy hanging in the sky, waiting for Angel's return.
now.
Time passed little by little, and the night became darker and darker, but there was no movement at all in the illusion.
Drew felt a little anxious, wondering what happened to Mr. Pat. But all the mermaids on the coral island were always worried.
Only Jetwave, which is almost completely integrated with the ocean currents in the seabed, is calmly waiting for changes.
The variable that Jetbo considers is the alchemical omen. Thinking of it, there must be alchemical omens coming to Angel's inspired work, but he wonders if he can judge from the alchemical omens what Angel is refining.
thing?
However, what Jiebo didn't expect was that the first variable that came was not an alchemical omen.
It is a piece of beautiful and majestic music.
Jiebo considers himself a person who never knows how to appreciate music. Even the singing of the mermaid princess of the Luoge tribe was something he could hear.
But the music escaping from the illusion at this time seemed to evoke his long-sleeping heartstrings. As the music sounded, the entire sea seemed to be restless. As a son of the ocean, Jetbo could feel that although the sea
Calmness was restored, but with the arrival of this music, the aura of the sea suddenly changed.
It was an indescribable feeling, as if the sea also recognized this music.
And this music also explains and expresses the sea.
As the music burst out, Jiebo could feel his heartbeat beating violently. This was something he had never felt when listening to music before.
What kind of music is this?!
Not only Jiebo, but also the mermaid tribe who also regard the sea as their mother, are all looking at the misty illusion in the sky in surprise. The music coming from the illusion may not be perfect, and it may not be as good as the mermaid princess singing.
It was so amazing, but just by hearing this melodious music, everyone seemed to see an eternity of ebb and flow in front of their eyes.
The only person present who was unmoved by this music was probably Dulu. After all, he was missing an ear and his radio reception was somewhat distorted. In addition, he was a human being and it was difficult for him to feel the sense of identity that a mermaid had.
But even so, Dulu still feels that this music is very beautiful. The most important thing is that it does not have the charm of the mermaid. It is much safer than the previous mermaid singing. It is also majestic, and every melody seems to have the direction of the ocean tide.
You come.
However, while Dulu was listening to the song, he also had other doubts in his mind: "Where does this music come from? Could it be that Mr. Pat is playing the piano in it?"
At this moment, there is indeed something playing music in the fantasy realm in the sky, but it is not a person, but a teacup band.
Angel's eyes were red, and he was making precise manipulations with his hands very quickly, controlling the temperature of the fire, and smelting different materials with his magic hands.
Next to him, there was a teacup band that he summoned from the nightmare.
The song played by the Teacup Band at this time is the music that Angel taught them when they were bored. It is also the song that is included in the music box that Angel decided to refine today.
The burst of inspiration is only temporary. If he wants to maintain the illusion in his inspiration, Angel must turn it into reality.
Angel decided to make a music box.
The reason why he chose the music box is that firstly, this fantasy requires music to open up, and he is also good at music boxes; secondly, when Angel saw the mermaid princess being guarded by everyone, his heart moved, and he remembered that Lady Mirror Princess once asked her to
He refined an alchemical illusion.
The requirements for the fantasy were that it should be sexy but not vulgar, and it should have flesh and texture, and there must be a lot of male erotic elements in it. And Angel was asked to refer to the extremely obscene adult opera of Feast of the Dance.
Angel went to see it himself. What he saw in the feast and dance was only the "color" of heavy taste. He didn't find any so-called texture at all.
Angel had already planned to "sell his master to gain glory" later on, but he didn't expect Lady Jing Ji to go into seclusion, so Angel finally let go of the refining matter.
However, although Angel had not refined it for the time being, he had actually always had an idea in his mind. This time he saw the mermaid princess and her knight, coupled with the music and scenery at that time, Angel suddenly felt inspired.
There was a scene of him making alchemy on the spot.
Of course, when Angel was refining, he didn't consider any male sex issues at all. He just faithfully reproduced his own inspiration.
Moreover, this is not a simple illusion.
Angel can copy most of the illusions once he has seen them.
But the alchemical illusion he was refining at this time was different. Compared with the ordinary illusion, this alchemical illusion also incorporated a kind of "idea" that he touched in the dark when he was crazy.
This idea, which he himself could not explain clearly at this time, was a wonderful concept that came to him when he was completely immersed in the mermaid princess's singing.
Angel knew very well that once he missed this inspiration, even if he perfectly reproduced the illusion next time, the slightest thought would not exist.
That's why he worked so hard on refining, without even caring about time and place.
When the shell was almost finished, Angel had to take the most important step, which was to solidify the illusion node on the alchemy and incorporate his previous inspiration.
Angel closed his eyes and completely let go of his mind. The previous scenes were sloping like running water. His hands were moving freely, as if they were completely out of his control, and he could grasp the wonderful thoughts that he had touched in the dark.
, blended into the illusion.
What Angel didn't know was that he was completely distracted at the moment, and the music that had merged into the illusion began to escape.
Moreover, there is a strange fluctuation in this music.
…
Outside, it was already early in the morning, and the illusion in the sky had not yet dissipated.
The music that was escaping originally had stopped for almost three hours now.
Despite this, Jiebo was still thinking about the touch that music brought to him. He had never heard any song before, and the music alone changed the aura of the nearby sea.
The so-called aura change, Jiebo himself cannot describe, what kind of concept it is. However, an analogy can be made. For example, a person's aura was wretched before, but his aura becomes extremely holy in the next second.
In fact, his appearance has not changed, what has changed is a mysterious aura.
Of course, the change in the aura of the sea that Jetbo noticed was not such a drastic change, but a subtle change, probably a clearer and brighter feeling.
It seems that this music fits a certain context of the sea.
Jiebo himself also tried to fit in with the context of the sea by humming this music, but it didn't work. Is there any special way to play the music played by Angel?
Just when Jiebo was confused, the music, which had stopped for a long time, suddenly escaped from the illusion again.
Jiebo immediately put away his complicated thoughts and planned to seriously experience the wonders of music.
But when he listened to the music again, his pupils suddenly shrank.
When the music poured into his ears, Jiebo felt that his eyes suddenly changed. He seemed to have come to another world. In this world, the ocean was roaring and raging.
Jiebo is sitting in a small boat, swaying in the violent waves, trying to survive in the cracks of the tide.
If it were before, Jetbo, as an ocean body, would not be afraid of this raging sea.
But in this world, Jiebo doesn't know who he is, and all his memories seem to be blocked.
He only knew that he was a fisherman struggling to survive on a small boat.
The terror of the sea was revealed to Jetbo's eyes for the first time.
At every wave, Jetpo had to find a fixation on the boat. And, in the tide after wave, he had to choose a way home.
But lightning, heavy rain, hurricanes, and tsunamis are all preventing Jetbo from returning home.
As he watched, a huge wave tens of meters high swept the boat into the boat. The boat rolled and Jiebo was also thrown away. Although he finally caught the side of the boat, he was still in danger. Most of his body had fallen into the sea.
Only the head is still floating on the sea.
The fishy smell of sea water kept pouring into Jiebo's mouth and nose, and he felt as if he was about to die.
At this moment, a singing voice came from nowhere.
With his last glance before dying, Jiebo looked at the source of the singing. He vaguely saw something shining in the middle of the waves, but what he saw was not clear.
It wasn't until he was completely dead that he saw some hair from the edge of the tide and the hem of his skirt blown by the wind.
Is there anyone in the waves?
Jiebo opened his eyes suddenly.
He kept breathing heavily, and it took him a long time to regain his composure, and realized that he was actually still at the bottom of the sea... The strange experience before seemed to be just a dream.
But everything in the dream is so real!
As a son of the ocean, he felt the threat of the sea and the fear of death for the first time! And who was the last person singing in the waves?
However, he could no longer care about these problems. After Jiebo slowly came to his senses, he noticed that he had made too much movement just now, and even the big turtle looked over.
Worried that Angel would find him, Jiebo quickly turned into water bubbles and merged into the sea.
But when half of Jiebo's body turned into foam, his expression suddenly froze: "My bottleneck... seems to be a little looser?"