Chapter 037 Is it an illusion or reality?
Shu Li flew to a high place in confusion and looked down from above.
In the huge hall, tens of thousands of elves gathered, all of them were tall, fair-skinned, beautiful, dressed in gorgeous crowns and clothes, with elegant manners. They danced pleasingly to the beautiful and lively tunes.
In addition to the Elf King playing the harp, there are also elves playing flutes, recorders, harmonicas, and plucked string instruments. The ensemble is like a symphony and is fascinating to listen to.
Being in the magnificent palace, listening to wonderful music, and appreciating moving dances, you can enjoy both auditory and visual enjoyment.
Shu Li couldn't help but fly towards the Elf King, landed on top of the harp, and sat down naturally. The translucent wings behind her swayed gently with the melody.
He likes music.
I have liked it since I was a child.
Music not only relaxes the body and mind, but also resonates with the soul.
Although he came from a wealthy family, he couldn't avoid having parents who loved to push them around.
Starting from kindergarten, I learned foreign languages, painting, calligraphy, violin, taekwondo, street dance, swimming, golf...
There were too many, so many that he developed a resistance. In the end, he only persisted in hard pen calligraphy and violin. He only learned the others superficially, and gave up one by one as his studies became more demanding.
After traveling to another world, I listened to the elves' music and poetry and was amazed by the heavenly sounds.
At first, Shu Li felt that every fairy played and sang perfectly and there was nothing wrong with them.
After that, I listened more and understood more deeply, and gradually began to distinguish the differences.
For example, Sid's harp playing was not as good as Leah's.
So Sit is the cubs' language teacher, and Leah is a professional music teacher.
However, Leah is not the most musically accomplished fairy.
Anyone who has heard the Elf King play the harp can deeply understand what peerless music is.
In the last illusion, Shu Li was in the Temple of the Gods. He listened to a song played by the Elf King in his youth and was completely mesmerized.
Today, when he heard the music played by the Elf King again, he felt that his soul was sublimated.
The little goblin cub sat on the Elf King's harp, holding his chin with both hands, listening with fascination, completely forgetting that he was in a dreamland.
The young Elf King changed his fingering and played a melody of extreme beauty with great skill, ending this song of praise to the gods.
The elves in the hall stopped dancing and saluted the Elf King respectfully.
“Thank you, Wang, for bringing us such moving music.”
The Elf King smiled faintly, being stared at by so many admiring eyes, and remained unmoved by either praise or criticism.
The elves dispersed and returned to their seats to continue eating and drinking. The Elf King was still sitting on the chair holding the harp, and seemed to have no intention of getting up.
Shu Li came back to his senses from the beautiful music, blinking his tender green eyes as he looked at the blonde elf in front of him.
If it were reality, he would definitely not dare to face the Elf King face to face, but now it was an illusion, the other party could not see him, so he could boldly and freely get close to him.
The blond goblin cub flapped its wings, left the harp, flew around the Elf King, and finally landed on his shoulder, skillfully holding a strand of his hair, and then -
He buried his face in the smooth golden hair.
Wow~~~
He has wanted to do this for a long time!
I don’t know how the Elf King maintains his hair, its quality is so unbelievable.
The first two times when he stood on the Elf King's shoulders, he didn't dare to be so blatant. But now it was an illusion, so he could touch and rub as he pleased and have a great time.
The Elf King paused as he was about to play the piano, and lowered his head and glanced sideways.
Shu Li was so arrogant that he was almost swinging on the Elf King's hair.
Suddenly, a vague gaze fell on him.
Shu Li couldn't help but look up, looking suspiciously at the Elf King's perfect profile.
Hmm?
He... shouldn't be able to see himself, right?
Across the vast space and time, everything is fake, and he is not himself, but just an empty consciousness.
Having figured it out, Shu Li became unrestrained and happily rubbed a strand of hair as cold as silk, sighing with satisfaction from her little mouth.
"Fris."
A handsome man in a white robe and a golden crown on his head called the Elf King's name in a clear voice.
The Elf King turned to look at the man in white robe, put down the silver harp, stood up and saluted gracefully.
"Mr. Fres, I wonder if you are satisfied with the arrangements for Midsummer's Day."
The one called Freys is none other than the God of Light, Lyant Freys, the creator of the elves and goblins.
The Elf King was the first elf he created, a true Son of Light.
Frese and Frese.
The God of Light loved the Elf King very much and gave him a name similar to his own surname. For a long time, the Elf King lived with the gods. Only after the God of Light created many of his own kind for him did he leave the Temple of the Gods and come to the west of this continent to establish the Elf Kingdom.
Midsummer is a wonderful day to thank the God of Light and the God of Earth. The Elf King invites the gods to the Crystal Castle to have fun with the elves.
To entertain the gods, the Elf King personally played the harp for them.
"Very satisfied." The God of Light sighed, "I haven't heard such a beautiful piece of music in a long time since you left the temple."
"Thank you for your compliment," the Elf King said humbly, "You may summon me anytime you wish."
The God of Light looked at the tens of thousands of elves in the hall and sighed softly, "I dare not summon you at will now."
The child has grown up and has his own tribe. He is busy with affairs. How can he be summoned at will?
The Elf King placed his right hand over his left chest and said respectfully, "For you, I have no choice but to do it."
The God of Light looked at his most outstanding child lovingly, his light golden eyes filled with smiles. Suddenly, he stared at the Elf King's left shoulder.
"What's that light on your shoulder?" he asked.
It's very faint, hidden in the hair, and you can't see it if you don't look carefully.
The Elf King lowered his head and stroked his shoulder with his slender fingers. "Probably a little bug attracted by the elven poetry."
Shu Li opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and when the Elf King's fingers brushed against her, she spread her wings and flew away quickly.
ah?
What's going on?
Isn’t this the illusion brought about by the elves’ poetry?
Why did they...see themselves?
This is so scary!
Shu Li flapped his wings quickly and rushed upwards, hiding his small body in the corner of the skylight of the hall. He curled up into a ball, hugged his knees tightly, and questioned his life.
Illusion, as the name suggests, is an illusory state.
In other words, he listened to the "Song of the Earth" played by the Elf King, which resonated with his soul and caused his consciousness to hallucinate, thus creating an imaginary world.
This imaginary world is strange and bizarre. It may be false or real.
But reality often refers to things that happened in the past, very far away from now.
Separated by the uncrossable river of time, people in the past cannot see people in the future.
That's why he approached the Elf King unscrupulously and rubbed his hair.
However, after listening to the conversation between the God of Light and the Elf King, Shu Li began to doubt his own understanding.
They may not be able to see his appearance clearly, but they know he exists.
Shu Li's scalp tingled, and he felt that this situation had escalated into an incredible supernatural event.
He shuddered and scratched his hair in confusion.
Suddenly, the fingertips touched the crown of flowers on the head.
This is... a symbol of the Elf King's blessing.
Before, he had always thought that the flower crown was a pure ornament with some special functions. For example, he could take it off before going to bed at night, and it would automatically return to his head the next morning.
However, today, it got angry.
It repelled the yellow gold ring and domineeringly occupied his head, acting like a deadly force that could not be taken away.
Shu Li then realized that this flower crown was no ordinary ornament.
Could it be that it was this that made me see the illusion related to the Elf King twice?
Is it possible that because of it, his consciousness traveled back in time and returned to the past?
Shu Li was shocked by his own idea.
This is a bit ridiculous!
Time is invisible and intangible. It is the most elusive thing. It is always moving forward and no one can stop its passage.
The past will definitely affect the future, but the future will never interfere with the past.
If he couldn't do it in his original technological world, why could he do it in another world?
The levels of the two worlds are completely different. Except for magic, everything else in the other world is as backward as a primitive society.
etc--
magic!
Shu Li touched the small corolla, thinking about something.
Magic itself cannot be explained by science.
It seems that things like time flowing backwards can happen?
Just as Shu Li was huddled in a small corner trying to convince himself, there was a small commotion in the hall.
A gorgeous and loud male voice, filled with strong sarcasm and chill, suddenly sounded.
"Oh, beautiful Elf King, the first Son of Light created by Lyant Freys, why did you invite so many gods but forget me?"
Shu Li was disgusted by the voice.
He obviously has a good voice, but he deliberately speaks in a sullen voice, and his words are full of malice and are simply unbearable to listen to.
He wanted to see who was looking for trouble with the Elf King during Midsummer's Day.
Shu Li flew down from the skylight, approached the Elf King cautiously, grabbed the hem of his robe stealthily, and pretended to be a real bug.
"Your Excellency Hodhe, as you said, I am the Son of Light, and you are the God of Darkness. I have no connection with you. Please forgive my rudeness." The Elf King responded neither humbly nor arrogantly, his green eyes as bright as gems, without a trace of ripples.
"Really?" The God of Darkness, Miroka Hodhe, curled his lips, and his scarlet eyes stared sinisterly at the blond elf and the God of Light beside him.
"Lian Te, my lovely twin brother, this is because you failed to teach him well." The God of Darkness mocked.
The God of Light's attitude was much more rude than the Elf King's. He said coldly, "Miloka, you are not welcome here. Hell is your final destination."
The Dark God narrowed his eyes, and a terrifying aura emanated from his whole body.
The elves had already stopped eating and gathered behind the Elf King, full of hostility towards the uninvited Dark God.
The God of Light narrowed his eyes and fought back with the same momentum.
The two terrifying forces clashed countless times in an instant, unleashing astonishing destructive power, but due to some invisible constraints, the destructive power was reduced to nothing.
Shu Li tried hard to "stick" to the Elf King's robe, raising her little head and looking around.
The God of Darkness and the God of Light are actually twin brothers. Except for their hair and eye colors, everything else is exactly the same.
The one with black hair and red eyes is the God of Darkness, the one with blond hair and golden eyes is the God of Light. One is wearing a black robe, the other is wearing a white robe. They stand face to face, tit for tat, neither of them giving in.
After a moment, the Dark God seemed to be slightly inferior, restrained his breath, and made a gesture of retreat.
"Hell?" He looked around the magnificent palace and said coldly, "Wherever I am, that is hell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, endless darkness invaded the Elf King's Crystal City.
"ah!"
Shu Li was shocked.
Is this the Dark God?
They attacked without any warning or reason. It's simply insane!
It was dark, so dark that he felt like he was blind and couldn't see anything. He could only helplessly grasp the hem of the Elf King's robe, unable to do anything.
what to do?
Is this still an illusion?
Why is it so true?
Faced with absolute darkness, he gradually became irritable, felt so depressed that he wanted to cry, and amplified all negative emotions.
Shu Li frowned in pain, his temples throbbing with pain. He clearly recalled the scene before the time travel in his mind, and regretted his foolish behavior.
I can’t imagine how painful it would be for my father to find out that he had an accident.
Shu Li seemed to be suffocating, having difficulty breathing, and his consciousness was blurred. He was about to be swallowed by the darkness.
A warm hand supported him, the darkness seemed to retreat halfway, and he vaguely saw the beautiful face of the Elf King.
"go back--"
As the gentle voice fell, Shu Li felt dizzy and his eyes flashed. The darkness disappeared and all he saw were fairies and elves dancing gracefully, and... the Elf King sitting in the middle of the hall playing the harp.
He left the illusion!
He shook his head, then felt weak all over and fell from the air.
The Elf King, who was playing the piano, suddenly teleported over and opened his palm to catch the exhausted fairy cub.
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