Asmodeus was furious and incredulous, but this was a battlefield.
Asmodeus was not in his right mind, but the battle-hardened Agatha was more than skilled at it.
"Master!" Ji Chuan shouted. He saw it. He saw that Agare's limbs had suddenly changed. Ji Chuan couldn't see what it was, but it seemed that scales had grown on Agare's body.
The strong wind, accompanied by the rhythm, cut like a sharp blade, leaving several gashes on Agareth's body. However, no blood flowed; instead, sparks flew as the wind rubbed against his scales. What flowed out was not blood, but rather shards of golden-red glass.
I am an artist who upholds the old world, not belonging to heaven or hell. Even if art is nothing but a fleeting void, every flower, every blade of grass, and every shooting star in the sky can guide humanity.
Even if the world becomes a living hell, your eyes will still shine with light when you gaze into the distance!
Appreciate my talent, let me hear your applause—this is a glory for humanity, like a flower blooming, like a shooting star streaking across the sky! Witness the hope of art, this is a stage of glory!
Agare's upper body clothing was completely torn, and the golden lion head engraving on his back shone brightly.
However, the black scales on his body seemed incompatible with the mark. The mottled black scales on Ajalei's body continued to spread upwards, but they kept falling off and dissipating when they touched the mark. The skin that fell off looked like a piece of flesh had been ripped out.
Ji Chuan suddenly remembered something Agaray had once said. Ji Chuan had asked Agaray why they all said strange things when using their powers.
Ji Chuan had only heard Shi Yin and a few others say such strange things; ordinary ability users did not experience this.
That's what Agareth said.
We don't usually say such stupid things. Do you think we're in a play? But when we were completely liberated, we were indeed acting; we needed lines to convey our emotions.
[Desperate action requires passion. The more excited we are, the stronger our superpowers become. Sometimes, if our emotions aren't at that point, we might not even be able to give it our all. Do you think we're not afraid? We're just encouraging ourselves.]
Master, are you risking your life?
Ji Chuan took out a vial of red stimulant and injected it directly into his neck. This time, he finally stood up. His emotions were connected to detectors all over the world, and the whole world witnessed this scene.
"We will definitely win." Ji Chuan managed to squeeze out a few words with all his might: "Humanity will win!"
His passionate emotions resonated throughout the world; for at least those three seconds, he barely touched the threshold of world-class achievement.
Inside the Pandemonium, Leviathan and Shi Yin looked up at the source of the emotion. Leviathan reacted quickly, taking advantage of Shi Yin's distraction, and smashed through a corner of the Pandemonium to escape.
It's clear that the power has reached the level of Leviathan; Asmodeus is no longer able to escape, and the theater that trapped Asmodeus has surpassed the world level.
As the sea receded, Shi Yin fell from the sky, her figure flashing several times. Even though the impact was mitigated, she still crashed heavily to the ground and was buried by the green plants that broke through the ice and snow.
"Hehe, good apprentice." Agare stood above the theater, a smile on his face.
This theater was extremely magnificent and enormous, twice the size of the largest and most lavish theater in the world. It looked more like a gladiatorial arena, with concentric staircases leading up from the bottom filled with musical instruments, and musicians dressed in tailcoats standing beside them.
The prelude begins, deep and powerful.
"ah-----!"
Asmodeus let out a sharp howl, and blood flowed from Agare's ears, but the surrounding performers were completely unaffected.
Those weren't even alive!
I am the mark of glory, the first artist to stand up in the old, apocalyptic world. From this day forward, art will never perish, and the spirit of humanity will live on forever!
The music was grand, and the chorus of voices instantly covered the entire earth, calming everyone who was anxious, restless, or in despair, and stirring their hearts.
Golden chains bound Asmodeus and the entire theater tightly. Theoretically, these golden chains could hold the Earth in place, allowing it to escape the solar system and travel through the Milky Way.
The theater was ablaze, and the music was playing. Under Agatha Christie's baton, the powerful music was so intense that, theoretically, the sound waves could shatter the Earth—a force beyond global comprehension.
People only saw a huge golden fireball, and a golden lion pulling the huge fireball with golden chains straight into the sky.
Breaking through the long night and clouds, it's like Helios driving the sun chariot.
"Ji Chuan, you rely on others too much. You lack confidence and always easily entrust yourself to others. When will you be able to become independent and be someone that Shi Yin values and relies on?"
"Your emotional abilities are improving slowly. You actually know where the problem lies. You're afraid to face your family and your past. That's okay. Then face something else."
Agareth laughed. He could feel the monsters struggling frantically in the theater. His mark could no longer suppress the black matter. He continued to rise, away from the earth, higher and higher, farther and farther away.
"Master!" Ji Chuan never imagined that things would develop like this.
But he can't fly, so he can't go to his master.
Ji Chuan tried to use his emotions to shake the wind, but the first time he did so, he rose halfway into the air and then fell erratically.
【Ji Chuan, watch closely.】
This is the last lesson your master will teach you.
This was the first time people had seen light and blue sky after a long night.
The blazing flames exploded in space, as violently as two planets colliding. Fire serpents licked Agareth's body, but Agareth could no longer feel the pain.
For some reason, Agarai regretted that he had only drunk alcohol yesterday and hadn't called Shiyin over to cook him a meal.
Yesterday, he was still eating cheese sandwiches and canned green beans!
What a huge loss...
Next time for sure!
Agatha Christie fell into the burning palace and saw all his bandmates sitting in their proper seats, quietly smiling as they waited for the flames to consume them and illuminate the long night.
In fact, they succeeded.
The violent explosion dispelled the black fog, revealing the sun and blue sky, and even the people on the moon could see the light, which surpassed that of the sun.
Agarai remembered the first time Shion came to him.
When the apocalypse came, he and the band members were trapped in the theater. Some sacrificed themselves to block the zombies, while others took out food and committed suicide to save the rest of them. Later, a blizzard came and the theater collapsed. Only he awakened his superpowers and survived.
Agaray only remembers being surrounded by blood, and how the ruins crushed everyone to death except him.
He sat on the open ground, with only one thought in his mind.
It's so quiet...
The theater is gone, the instruments are gone, and my companions are gone too.
Only the sound of the wind and the gradually melting snow could be heard.
"Do you have a wish? I can help you."
Agarai didn't know when Tokine appeared. In fact, he had forgotten how he went back with Tokine. He initially refused, stubbornly believing that his only companions were the people in the theater.
At that time, Shi Yin had not returned his memories, and he thought it was still the first time.
Later, reality taught him a lesson.
Their companions couldn't be saved. Agarai's wish after making the deal with Tokine was to save them. Tokine knew it was futile, but she acquiesced.
Once, twice, three times... fifty times.
Even if they were saved, it wouldn't matter. They didn't belong to the apocalypse. There were no theaters, no passion. They became increasingly numb and eventually lost their former selves. Suicide, betrayal, leaving for distant lands—ultimately, they all fell apart.
Agaray knew how desperate this was until he realized one thing: they couldn't adapt to the apocalypse, they couldn't adapt to the new world, and they were the ones who should be eliminated.
They are artists who uphold the old world.
[Hey, Shiyin, can we still make a deal?]
"Otherwise what? I've been playing along with you more than fifty times?"
【I agree to your request. I will help you dispel the snowstorm and bring light. I will use my powers to invigorate humanity, revitalize their numb, painful, and despairing hearts, and let this world experience vibrant emotions.】
"Um."
[You're so cold, so aloof.]
"If you don't state your requirements, I'll assume you have no requirements."
No, no, no! I was just venting, don't be so boring.
"explain."
I want a grand performance.
[An absolutely grand performance, etched into the world's annals, a show that will make the whole world cheer and applaud for me. After you lead humanity to victory against the apocalypse, I will be etched into the epic. Every member of my band will have a name.]
"make a deal."
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