Extraordinary Sailing

The moon is rising over Port Newing, north of the Royal Naval Dockyard in Portsmouth.

Avoiding the military port where the Phalatis Kingdom's first fleet is stationed, two uninvited guests ushered in a slightly desolate bay.

Fluttering——

"Mr. Strauss, although it is an urgent mission dispatched.

But the clown couldn't figure it out, why did we take such a big risk and go to the territory of the new sea power overlord to save such a useless guy? quack quack

It was a strange-looking clown who was slowly falling from the sky surrounded by a group of white doves.

The face is a white bone clown mask, the head is a red hood with gold trim, the lining is a khaki robe, and the feet are wearing a pair of red elbow shoes.

And he chattered all the way like a chatterbox, and let out a few piercing laughs from time to time.

Beside him is an artistic middle-aged man with curly gray hair and a moustache, dressed in a formal suit.

Even as a partner in this joint mission, they have traveled together for a long time.

The middle-aged man known as Mr. Strauss still has a sincere headache for this crazy guy who dares to call an evil god "useless".

But in order to make him shut up quickly, so as not to implicate himself, he could only patiently explain to him:

"The 'God of Opera', like the most revered and supreme art representative of the 'God of Music', will be the best medium for exporting [democracy] from the Lowlands."

Obviously, their purpose of coming here is very clear, that is to rescue the "God of Opera" Purcell who is sealed here!

The reason is very simple.

The current plan formulated by the evil gods headed by the "Black Winged God" is for the two routes to go hand in hand.

One is to harvest the remnants of the "Broken Star Sea" and build the [Mythical Battleship Nagirfa] that can go to the world behind the door. As long as you are familiar with it, you can get it together sooner or later.

The second is to take the [democratic system] as the vanguard, and let the absolutely self-interested [capital trend] rule the world.

The latter is not a simple matter, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an enemy of the existing ruling classes in all countries in the world.

Even if the number of evil gods unified under his command is dominant, there will only be more demigods in the entire material world, and it will be troublesome to alert the rest of the true gods except "Sea King".

The policy is absolutely not to resort to force, to act recklessly!

However, as long as newspapers, operas, rap artists, and music are controlled, these are the most important forms of media at present, which is equivalent to mastering the right to speak in the world and monopolizing the interpretation of democracy.

With the advantage of discourse power, the "Low Countries" can package their democratic ideas into universal values ​​and export their ideology to the world.

Combined with the [Democracy Fighters] who have spread to various small countries, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

A lie told ten thousand times is the truth!

When a person is flooded with these information in all aspects of his life from morning to night, he thinks he is thinking independently, but his thoughts have already been quietly shaped in a subtle way.

In other words.

Whoever holds the right to speak holds the truth, and the role of the media in the cause of democracy is self-evident.

Therefore, even under the eyes of a place favored by a true god, "God of Opera" Purcell must be saved!

And today is a golden opportunity.

"Mr. Clown, why hasn't your Miss Britney from the 'Black Obelisk' arrived yet?"

Strauss took out an exquisite gold pocket watch from his pocket and glanced at it, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Quack, the clown can't beat her, and of course he can't control her. Hey, here we come!"

The voice just fell.

call--!

A long-haired girl in a red dress, holding a small umbrella with lace trim, floated in the air from the sky and landed beside them.

Another gray rabbit doll with buttons as eyes jumped down from the girl's shoulder.

"Mr. Strauss, am I not late?"

The girl's voice was melodious, as beautiful as the crisp singing of a yellow warbler.

Hearing this voice, Strauss, who is an outstanding artist, immediately gave her the greatest tolerance, smiled and was about to speak.

suddenly.

Rumble.

The three of them suddenly felt the tide gradually boiling in the spiritual world, as well as the indistinct sound of the flute from the depths of the Black Sea.

"Quick! Miss Britney, there is no time to waste!"

Ignoring the pleasantries, the middle-aged man who was the commander of this operation immediately let out a cry.

The reason why they chose to do it at this time is precisely because only the majestic spiritual tide can deceive people and rescue the "God of Opera" at the lowest cost!

The "God of Music" who apparently interfered with Watt's promotion was only responsible for attracting firepower.

If you can succeed, it's great, even if you can't, it's nothing.

Combat power equivalent to at most a demigod level can't affect the overall situation at all.

Strauss immediately took out a blood-red statue from his arms and handed it to Britney. It was vaguely similar to the projection of the "God of Opera" who escaped by chance.

As the cold winter night wind blew, a strong smell of blood immediately filled the nostrils of the three of them.

This is not as simple as a red statue.

Just like the blood sacrifice statue collected by Huggins when he massacred 100,000 people in Moby Dick Harbor, tens of thousands of human lives are also condensed in it.

In the last War of Independence, in addition to promoting the independence of the "Low Countries" and the establishment of the "Federation of the Palme d'Or", the evil god's family members of course also inevitably engaged in their old profession that made people angry.

Knowing that time is running out, Britney, who has long been aware of her mission, held the blood-colored statue, opened her voice and began to sing:

"Ah! smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the temple of requiem;

A ruined scene, where ghosts sing wildly;

The black rosemary blooms, the vine grows winding;

The soul looks forward, believing in the bloody moonlight"

At the same time, Strauss snapped his fingers, and the golden trombone, violin, and piano all appeared in the air one by one, and the accompaniment started simultaneously.

【Extraordinary Ability · Orchestra Concerto】

The track is: "Forbidden Song·Repentance Song"

As the song echoed across the open sea, the bloody light on the bloody statue rose and shrank, gradually blending with the light of the moon above.

It also slowly turned blood red.

The singing continues.

Britney found that her singing gradually echoed, as if another unidentified voice was singing with her.

"Smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the temple of requiem;

The long-haired vampire queen pushed open the dusty window;

The dead branches cast shadows on her face, pure as a young girl;

Her mournful voice sings with the dead."

Discovering such a strange situation that can scare normal people half to death, the three of them were not surprised but delighted.

Because this means that, through the medium of singing and [Idol of Blood Sacrifice], they have already contacted the "God of Opera" Purcell who is in the alien sealed space.

really.

A small black dot then appeared in the center of the blood moon, and then rapidly expanded in resonance with the [Sacrifice God Statue].

With the support of powerful foreign aid, the effect is different.

There was a big commotion in the [Dead Soul Box], even if Princeton and others deliberately released water, they barely rescued a projection.

But now it seems that he has the posture to cut through the mess with a sharp knife and liberate the "God of Opera" in one go.

at this time.

Not far away in Newing Harbor, the strangeness of the blood moon has just been noticed, and there is some commotion slowly, but it seems almost impossible to come here before the seal is broken.

The operation went smoothly, and the faces of the three couldn't help showing joy.

There was the "God of Music" in front of them to help them attract firepower, and most of the high-level extraordinary people from the kingdom gathered there.

They are very hopeful that they will complete the unblocking and escape before the Phalatis react.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

boom! boom! boom!

Even hundreds of kilometers away, the aftermath of the battle between the "God of Music" Tru Nimbula and the holy angel Belenus did not affect them in the slightest to complete this song.

suddenly.

Boo-!

A burst of water bubbles sounded from the hearts of several people.

The black fetal membranes on the blood moon swelled and ruptured, revealing a deep black hole.

A figure in a brightly colored exaggerated costume, painted with heavy makeup to distinguish between male and female, twisted his body in a small space, trying to break free from the several golden chains firmly locked on his chest.

In addition to distinctive clothing.

His appearance is indescribable, like a man and a woman, like an adult and like a child, like a saint and like a prisoner, like an angel and like a devil

All the qualities of an "opera performer" are gathered in Him.

And different from the illusory projection last time, what appeared this time was obviously the body of the "God of Opera", representing the divine nature of a demigod.

Seeing the outside world again, I didn't care who was saving me, and the exaggerated laughter came out of the black hole first:

"Aha! Aha! As I said, I will personally present the curtain call ceremony for the audience in this city! Ahahaha"

It's hard to change his bad nature. Even if this evil god hasn't completely escaped from the predicament, he is already plotting revenge.

However.

In "Newing Port", it has been less than ten years since the last time [Holy Lance Durendal] was used, and it is far from being fully charged.

Even if the charge is complete, the enemies you face are no longer the same as before.

However, the greatest rescuer holy angel, Bellenus, is being dragged into the deep sea by the "God of Music" who has been prepared for a long time.

After ten years, it seems to be another reincarnation, and the coming of the evil god's body is already doomed.

Catastrophe is imminent at Port Newing.

Sa--!

But at this moment.

A tall figure wearing a black military uniform with his hand on the hilt and a cloak hunting, stepped out of the void, his gaze was like a knife:

"You guys are obviously not following the rules of the world by doing this!"

Strauss' complexion changed suddenly:

"Clown, act together and stop him!"