Crown of Silence

Chapter 324 Are you okay?

Holy City Hall

In the darkness, there are stars shining, and the rising and falling lights interweave into a gorgeous sea of ​​ether.

"Aren't Angelou's observation records good enough?"

Bishop Albert stared at the westernmost corner: there, the sea of ​​stars was dim, as if swallowed by darkness, with only a faint light coming intermittently, but nothing could be seen clearly.

"Too slow, Bayer," he said.

"The musicians' association has limited manpower, Archbishop." Bayer spread his hands.

His projection came from Angelo and appeared next to him. His image flickered and seemed unstable: "In the current situation, just barely maintaining communication has already taken a lot of effort."

In the starry sky, the Nibelungen voice came, calm and gentle:

"After all, the incarnation of God has arrived, and there is still a lot of clutter and noise in the etheric sea. Mr. Mephistopheles has uploaded the records of Westminster Abbey.

I am comparing it with Mr. Bayer's information. Soon, the noise will be filtered out. "

"As soon as possible."

Bishop Albert shook his head, "I hope I'm overthinking it - whenever anything involves Angelo recently, it will make people feel uneasy."

"Don't be nervous, Archbishop Albert, it's over." Nibelungen said, "This battle is a victory for man."

"I hope so."

Albert lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking about.

Soon, the cleanup of clutter and noise began

The endless sea of ​​stars suddenly changed, and the darkness above Angelo was magnified. The picture changes rapidly, as if it is playing over and over at a hundred times speed.

In the blurry darkness, interference signals are filtered out layer by layer, and the essence is restored.

The huge outline of Avalon vaguely emerged from it, representing the ripples of ether fluctuations that were born one after another. Too many fluctuations cover up the details, and you can only see a general blur.

Among them, the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the atmosphere of the battle between the scorching sun and the abyss. The ripples and ripples they set off shred all the other fluctuations, pressing on the top with unparalleled power.

A ray of pure light wandered in the void, sealing off the entire battlefield until the winner was decided between the two sides. That was the boundary drawn up in Genesis.

The influence trembled violently until finally, the aura of the abyss dissipated.

"After so many years of silence, the sword in the stone is still so sharp. It's really scary."

Albert observed the picture repeatedly and silently deduced the music theory in his mind: "Although I don't know how far it is from its heyday in the past, but judging from the current signs, I'm afraid it's not too far away."

Bayer asked: "I think what countries are paying attention to is actually whether it has inherited the power of 'Kingdom Come'?"

"Angelou is very cunning. They placed the battlefield in the Shadow of Avalon not only to occupy the location, but also to hide the specific situation of the Sword in the Stone. This question is destined to remain unanswered."

Albert said lightly: "It doesn't matter to the Holy City - as long as Angelou uses this force to deal with natural disasters, then we have nothing to say."

"Is this the attitude of the Holy City?"

"This has been the attitude of the Holy City since hundreds of years ago."

"It's too direct." Bayer sighed, "No wonder the Holy City is not lovable."

"Bayer, in this holy city, occupies 30% of the power of the entire human world. If we learn to be tactful and talk to others, I don't know how many people will be afraid and sleepless.

——It’s better to be unlovable than to be treated as a monster.

We hope to cultivate more open-land musicians than diplomats who have no meaning against natural disasters and monsters.

There is no point in fighting for power in the world behind the walls. "

Bayer laughed after hearing this, "Is this considered 'arrogance'?"

"It's awe, Bayer, awe of this dark world."

Albert looked at him deeply, withdrew his gaze, and continued to look up at the image in the starry sky.

If the world of ordinary people is under this starry sky, then the duty of the cult is to look through the brilliant starry sky and gaze into the darkness where no light can be seen.

——

In the illusory starry sky, the record of that battle was repeated at a hundred times speed. With repeated calculations and interpretations, the originally blurry scene gradually became clearer.

Suddenly, Albert raised his hand and froze the image.

"What's this?"

Under the starry sky, in the darkness of Avalon, a huge moon wheel slowly rose.

When it was thrown into the sea of ​​ether, it set off layers of ripples. Although compared to the battle between The Sword in the Stone and The Abyss, it is simply too small to be worth mentioning, but the music theory structure contained in it is simply staggering.

That round of moonlight looks grand, but is actually subtle.

Under careful observation, it seems to be some kind of extremely precise and perfect creation, like a clock. Thousands of notes turn into gears to rotate, forming intervals, evolving music theory, and constructing movements. Finally, Reflected in the sea of ​​ether, this perfect moon is transformed.

"Celestial Sense? In the Shadow of Avalon?"

Albert was stunned: "What a ghost!"

Bayer looked at it for a moment and then nodded, "The idea is very exquisite, like a work of art."

"No, compared to the exquisiteness on the surface, what I care more about is the aura it expresses..."

Albert looked at it for a long time and sighed softly: "It is simply natural, from illusion to reality. I am afraid that it will evolve to the end, enough to integrate the real moon phase."

"Are you sure it is just the heavenly induction when you advance to a formal musician? Isn't it a stronger world resonance?"

"Although it is not, it is not far away. I didn't expect that there are such geniuses in Anglu in recent years. This kind of almost substantial foundation, as long as a few years of preparation, impact resonance is simply a piece of cake."

Albert looked at Bayer, "Which master of Anglu is this disciple?"

"I don't know."

Bayer shook his head: "Among the questions we raised, only this one was ignored. Maxwell's secretary remained silent, as if it was instructed by the upper level."

"Don't want your country's seedlings to be poached by the Holy City?" Albert shook his head, "With such talents, I am afraid there will be another new master in the next ten years. It is understandable that Anglu is unwilling to let go."

Bayer smiled, submitted the remaining information, and the projection dissipated.

After all, this is a long-distance projection spanning thousands of kilometers, and every minute and every second costs a lot of money. Even if the budget is sufficient, such places still need to be saved.

Silence returned to the hall.

In silence, Albert observed and recorded again and again, until the end, he suddenly noticed a trivial detail... At the moment when the full moon fell into the sea of ​​ether, the intertwined tiny ripples spread in all directions, and seemed to carry some signals and messages.

"I... am here?"

Albert slowly interpreted the meaning and couldn't help laughing: "Announce your existence to the world? This musician is really unwilling to be lonely, and it's better not to attract something in the depths of the ether world."

This small detail was quickly passed by him, but when the entire record reached the end, he was stunned again. In the turbulent moonlight, he seemed to sense some signal coming again.

But the fluctuation was too vague, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Moonlight again?" Albert frowned, "What did he say this time?"

No one responded.

"Nibelungen? Are you there?"

"I am."

Nibelungen's voice was gentle: "May I ask what you want me to do?"

"What was the signal just now?"

"Bishop, you are mistaken."

Nibelungen said lightly, "There was no signal just now, just ordinary noise. Your observation will not be disturbed in the future."

Albert nodded and continued to focus on the observation.

After a long time, the observation was over. After recording all the results and data in the "book" of "Nibelungen", he left.

And in that silent starry sky, the record of that night was still repeating. The starry sky was changing, and the ripples rose and fell, which was dazzling.

In that starry sky, someone said: I am here.

It took a long time.

It took a long time.

It took a long time again.

Under the same starry sky, it seemed that someone asked softly:

-Are you okay?