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Volume One Initial 1361 Massacre and Divinity 1

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    Northland Dirada Empire, Colora City Ding Ding Ding Dang Dang~ The red carriage was jingling and slowly advancing on the central street of the city. The driver on the carriage was an old man with a white beard wearing a black captain's hat.  He pretended to be a pirate and looked at the children on both sides who were happily joining in the fun.  , I heard a lively and joyful scene on both sides, with the cries of snacks and sundries, the cheers of people, and the playing of minstrels. The bustling crowds were squeezing on the streets, and the carriages could only slow down.  Prevent bumping into others.  Bang bang bang!  Groups of colorful streamers exploded in the sky, some containing colored powder exploded, scattering large swathes of colored light spots.  Women and children gathered around the clown selling candy.  Magicians and acrobatic dwarfs stood on high street performance stages on both sides, performing various gorgeous skills. The vast majority of young people came out for shopping.  The early morning sun shines down, coating the entire city with a layer of pale gold.  From time to time, groups of patrolling guards passed by on the side of the street. Among them, a Northland mage wearing a cloak could be faintly seen.  These people were wearing gray robes, and most of them were silent, with their heads lowered, or chatting quietly with other companions.  Seems quiet and mysterious.  When people around them look past them, they always feel a sense of awe.  ¡°There have been more and more void creatures recently,¡± the mage in the patrol sighed in a low voice.  "Isn't that right? I received three reports yesterday and the day before yesterday. They were all committed by void creatures. They haven't been solved yet. Some uneasy factors have spread in the city." The guard captain looked helpless.  "The captain received an order from above to strengthen our defense. But how can we alone be enough? Now is the Usha Festival, an annual carnival. We are already short of manpower." "We are not orthodox after all.  "Dilada, it is directly under the White Dragon Mountain. The problem of void creatures has been reported, but there has been no response so far. It is obviously due to lack of manpower," the mage replied in a low voice.  "Hey, someone is performing a violin solo over there." A female guard walked toward a high platform not far away with interest.  The other patrol members followed helplessly in that direction.  On the high platform in the distance, a bard wearing a black cloak could be vaguely seen holding a violin, with the bow on the strings, as if he was just about to start playing.  "Colola has been a border city directly under the White Dragon Mountains for thousands of years. It has all the history of the development of White Dragon and is the cultural and artistic capital of Dirada." The man in the black cloak spoke softly in a magnetic voice.  .  "I am fortunate to be here and see the prosperity and peace here. I sincerely hope to dedicate a piano music to everything here, a music composed by myself." "Mideng is the name of the piano music." The black cloak slowly pulled the strings.  The sound of the piano, as graceful and slender as silk, filled the noisy streets. It was not covered up by other noises at all and was extremely clear.  There were not many people watching around the stage. As the black cloak started, everyone stopped and listened.  Admiring.  Time passed slowly. As the sound of the piano became clearer and louder, more and more people gathered. Several people in the patrol team were faintly indulged in this beautiful and peaceful music.  The mage suddenly trembled.  Somewhat alert, he came back to his senses.  "What's going on? I was completely immersed in it just now?" He didn't like music at all, but he actually felt that the sound of the piano was like the most beautiful moonlight, shining evenly on himself.  Cool and quiet.  It was as if the whole person's heart had calmed down.  He looked around and suddenly realized something was wrong.  Not just him, but also the captain of the team.  Aswang, who had reached the third level, fell into complete tranquility. He was a rough man who hated music, but he could still be trapped by the sound of the piano.  "No! There's something wrong with the sound of the piano!" The mage suddenly became alarmed. He pinched the team member next to him hard, but the other party actually didn't react at all. The movement that usually made people scream in pain actually didn't react at all at this time.  No, not even a frown could be seen.  The sound of the piano drifted farther and farther, becoming wider and wider. The black cloak on the stage slowly floated up without knowing when.  He flew higher and higher, landing gently on the top of the tallest bell tower nearby.  He still played the violin quietly, as if nothing could stop him from playing.  The mage opened his mouth to shout, to interrupt the sound of the piano, but was shocked to find that he could not make any sound at all.  He clamped his throat hard, trying to heal his throat.  But to no avail.    Still no sound could be made, and he even found that all other noises around him, any sounds that could interfere with the sound of the piano, gradually dimmed until they were inaudible.  Faintly, the eyes of the performer under the black cloak lit up with a faint blood, and the speed of his playing gradually increased and became faster.  But there was no slightest spell fluctuation.  What is there is just the most ordinary sound of the piano, pure music. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Suddenly, there was a slight noise from the dense crowd below, and a decadent middle-aged man with a beard stabbed his throat with a cake-cutting knife. He looked up at the sky, with a sad look on his face.  Blood dripped down his palms and forearms, but the people around him didn't notice it at all.  In other words, no one even noticed it.  The sound of the piano slowly becomes sad and desolate with the rhythm. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? There were two more soft sounds, and the two listeners stabbed themselves in the throat with fruit knives. They lay down in a pool of blood with tears, but no one cared at all.  The number of people committing suicide gradually began to increase. They picked up various sharp objects and stabbed their own throats fiercely. They did not even let out a scream or cry of pain before dying, and fell quietly on the street.  Ten, twenty, fifty, one hundred, more and more people are splashing blood with the smell of rust.  The city streets seemed to be enveloped in blood.  The mage stood in the crowd. He tried hard to control himself not to listen to the weird sound of the piano. He was born with extremely high mental defects.  That is because it is difficult for him to concentrate on one thing, which is also the key reason why he is still only a second-level mage.  But at this moment.  His inability to concentrate became his biggest savior.  He watched with numbness as his captain, Aswang, drew out his sword and cut his throat and trachea with the sword.  He was smiling before falling to the ground, with tears in his eyes.  He wanted to stop it, but his body was completely unable to move, as if he was not under his control at all.  "What the hell is going on!??" He shouted with fear in his heart, but it did not change the stiffness of his body at all.  More and more people are committing suicide, and the blood on the ground is gathering into a river. Groups of pigeons and other unknown birds and insects are mixed together, spinning and flying wildly around the black cloak of the performer. From time to time, they hit the surrounding walls hard.  and on buildings.  But the dead fellows couldn't wake them up at all, and they were still flying around the performer at high speed.  "This is the sound of death." A sad thought came to the mage's mind. This was also his last and only thought. His vision went dark, and he suddenly fell to the ground, unconscious.  In just half an hour, the entire prosperous city of Colora has completely turned into a dead city, with blood filling every corner of the city and all life.  Everyone committed suicide amidst the strange sound of the piano, no matter humans or animals.  Even some void creatures hidden in the crowd could not escape this catastrophe. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? As the city lord finally entered the palace, the city lord who was as high as level 7 raised his sword and committed suicide.  The music of the black cloak finally slowly came to an end.  He gently played the last note and put down the violin.  Looking at this huge city with a population of more than 100,000.  It has completely turned into a blood city with no human life.  "What a wonderful piece of music." A young man whose skin was as clear as crystal gems and full of life slowly emerged from behind the performer.  He is wearing a white robe.  The eyes have strange black and white double pupils, and there is a white pupil in the black pupil.  It looks extremely weird.  "Master, are you satisfied with your meal?" Magician turned around gracefully and saluted.  "My body has recovered completely." Garen nodded with satisfaction.  "The vitality of 150,000 people, the desperate skull of 150,000 souls has reached the point of saturation." He raised his left hand, and several colorful diamonds appeared on the surface of the black bracelet on his wrist.  It is an alternating red and golden diamond.  There are five in total.  "Sure enough, the massacre is more efficient." Gallon couldn't be more satisfied. A broken diamond represents a soul seed condensed by the death bracelet. There are five of these broken diamonds, which means that these more than ten  The fragments of tens of thousands of souls provided him with at least five soul seeds.  This is different from sneaking around in the abyss and the will of the abyss.  He opened his mouth slightly and inhaled, and suddenly the five diamonds on the bracelet suddenly turned into five rays of light and penetrated into his mouth.  He closed his mouth in satisfaction, and Garen closed his eyes as if enjoying this rare harvest.  In the dark soul space, the eighth soul ring was finally completed instantly. After the five soul seeds were integrated, this soul ring was directly upgraded toLight red soul ring.  As long as it is upgraded to orange, it will eventually reach the yellow level and enter the upper demon king level.  The peak of the upper demon king is the point where it can resist the power of the lower gods. It is not an incarnation, but a real god descending to earth.  Another dense invisible energy also condensed in Garen's body and quickly converged into the nine-sided body on his chest. The massacre of more than 100,000 lives also caused Garen to form a gray-black nine-sided body.     Roar!  !  !  Suddenly, a huge angry dragon roar came from the distant sky.  "Oh, it's Tiamat's power." Garen looked up and smiled, "It's a pity that he came a little late." Chi!  The two of them disappeared at the top of the clock tower in an instant.  ********************* Korola City, the ancient city directly under Bailong Mountain was massacred, and the lives of 150,000 people disappeared together with their souls. They did not enter the abyss or hell, nor did they enter the abyss or hell.  Returned to Styx and the kingdom of Tiamat, everything they had mysteriously disappeared.  Since Tiamat has no church, only scattered believers and some evil priests, almost no one can get more clues from him.  Only a few survivors described to everyone what happened that day.  An evil and strange performer hypnotized the entire city. Those people were not killed by him at all, but all committed suicide!  Corpses were scattered all over the streets and alleys of the city, and even the powerful city lord, who was as high as level seven, committed suicide in his bedroom.  But this was just news that deserved attention. Bailongshan was furious and sent a large number of members to capture a genius Bailong named Garen. However, in every encounter, he was directly defeated and massacred by Garen.  In just half a month, more than thirty adult white dragons, old dragons, and ancient dragons died in Garen's hands.  ¡°In the second half of the month, not only Colorado City, but also Rosen City, 700 kilometers away, suffered the same outcome.  This city is not directly affiliated with Bailong Mountain. It is a border city affiliated with the Black Pattern Empire, also known as the Black Elf Empire. Most of the people stationed in it are army soldiers. The number of people killed this time was directly at 250,000.  The terrifying legend of the Dead Man's Music spread throughout the north.  Two big cities were massacred in a row, and a large number of pastors and church personnel gathered there to try to find out the situation.  But all the evidence without exception points to the new dragon of disaster, the white dragon Garen.  (To be continued)
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