On the streets on the edge of the East District, smog has spread here, and a faint halo envelopes a few people in black, isolating a small blank area in the fog.
They moved quickly through the fog. Among these people, there were about forty or fifty people surrounding them. They coughed twice from time to time. Some of them had obvious symptoms of fever, but fortunately, they were all still alive.
Liv was walking among the crowd with Freya, her face was already flushed, and the joints all over her body were sore that she wanted to fall, but she pulled her daughter who was coughing lightly, and kept moving forward every step of the way.
Move with the crowd.
When the smog rose, she and Freya were working in the canteen. Almost at the moment when people started to fall outside, they were organized and began to flee towards a "safe" place.
She didn't know what a safe place was, but she could see dead bodies on the roadside. She was worried about Daisy, who was going to school, but she didn't dare to ask the men in black for fear that it would affect the progress of the team.
Being thrown away due to speed.
The faint singing echoed in this small "mist" area, which made many people begin to realize that perhaps this singing was the way to fight against the fog.
Some smart people have begun to try to hum the melody that echoes in their ears, but more people have died without waiting for enthusiastic rescue.
After all, the number of enthusiastic core members is limited, and it is impossible to protect the actual population of more than 2 million in the Eastern District.
In addition to the East District, the dock area and the factory area are also gradually engulfed by the haze. As the haze grows, a yellow haze mixed with iron black has even crossed the Tasoke River and passed through the Backlund Bridge area.
Heading towards the more prosperous area of Backlund.
But at the same time, starting from Backlund's east, wisps of singing began to gather together, slowly changing from a slight melody that only echoed in the ears to a clear movement that was enough to really be heard.
"In a bloody mission~defending the land~
People at night will greet the sun when it comes out."
Enthusiastic members began to sing, members of the labor movement began to sing, the singing gradually became louder, and more and more people followed and hummed the melody in an unknown language.
As the songs sang, many people found that their physical pain began to subside, their breathing began to become smoother, and the pain in their limbs was also relieved.
More and more people sang songs. They did not understand the meaning of the songs, but the sound of the piano seemed to be ringing in their ears, and the melody seemed to be gathering above their heads. With their good or bad voices, they converged into a loud and clear song.
's movement.
"That night of typhoid fever ~ we ran towards the light ~
The strong joy of defending the land!"
The voice became louder and the momentum became more concise, and on the roof of the Elmida Theater in the North District, there was a god hanging upside down on a cross, carrying pain.
Fever, cough, body aches...
Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands...
As more and more people are saved by enthusiasm and the labor movement, and as more and more people join the "Unbreakable Alliance", their pain is passed on to the people made in heaven through some mysterious channel.
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In addition to being corrupted, the Hanged Man also possesses the authority to undertake and sacrifice. Just as Little Sun and the others saw in the murals of the True Creation ruins, the True Creator also possesses the authority to bear pain and sin for all living beings.
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Although the creation of Heaven was only made through the connection created by the sound of the piano and briefly borrowed the power of the deity, this was enough for him to share the fatal part for the believers.
Pain is inevitable and the disease cannot be cured, but at least you can survive.
The pain and torture gathered into negative emotions, and along with the fate of death, they converged towards the creation of heaven. The human form hanging on the reverse cross was becoming more and more vivid and real at this time.
His eyes opened, and the pink vertical pupils on his chest seemed to exude some kind of magic power. The thorns on the cross swam away like snakes, and the sharp thorns left scars on His body.
The scars would heal in an instant, and then more scars would be added. As the song became louder and louder, Made in Heaven also groaned in pain.
The connection between the real creator and the creation of heaven is getting closer and closer. In this chorus that has reached 100,000 people, the consciousness of the real creator is becoming more and more clear.
His eyes softened as he stared at Snow. Some kind of power was transferring along the channel of the mysterious plane from the distant Eastern Continent to the body made in heaven.
The suffering evil spirit became stronger and stronger, and the divine power was condensed in the pink vertical pupils.
Snow was still struggling to play this piece of music from the previous civilization. I don't know whether it was the smog that had affected this place, or because of the stigmata effect, but Snow's forehead also started to feel hot.
But he did not use his extraordinary ability to erase this influence. Instead, he used this resonance to fully activate the singer's characteristics in the piano that had only been partially triggered.
The extraordinary characteristics of the Shifen Singers were inspired with the infusion of spirituality. The sound of the piano, which was originally only transmitted in the consciousness of the believers, resounded throughout Backlund at this moment!
Under the nearly endless supply of spiritual energy, a soft golden light began to appear on all those who chanted the "Hymn".
The weak body is soothed by the "illusion", but sometimes, the illusion called courage and hope is the key to survival.
The singing in the sky above Backlund became louder and louder. It was no longer scattered or noisy. Instead, it seemed like a unit that had been rehearsed countless times, performing a chorus that was worthy of being on stage at the King's Theater in Backlund.
But at this moment, Snow's movements stopped abruptly. Although the music was still reverberating and the singing was still passionate, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
There was a threat in the sight of the true Creator, and Made in Heaven also released a stinging spiritual light. The source of all this was just that someone with long black hair and pure black hair appeared in Snow's field of vision at some unknown time.
young woman with bright eyes.
She has a beautiful appearance and looks like an ordinary person, but the moment she appears, even the sight of the true creator fluctuates for a moment.
"Madam, I thought you would solve the source of the smog first." Snow stood up, forced a business-like smile, and bowed slightly, but did not make any etiquette befitting the other person's status.
"This is the 'choice of the times'." A quiet and soft voice came from the other party's mouth, but it contained a cruelty that was inconsistent with the words. Snow's eyes trembled slightly, understanding that this was the other party reminding him, and at the same time, he was also testing.
Own.
It must be said that Snow is one of those players who explodes on the spot. He was very nervous before setting off, but when he actually faced the existence in front of him, he calmed down. The business smile at the corner of his mouth slowly became sincere, and the corners of his eyes were stiff.
Also soft again.
He took a deep breath, looked at the woman in front of him who was as deep and quiet as the night, and slowly said:
"Madam, I would like to negotiate a deal with you..."
