Chapter 24 Performance [VIP]
Alec enjoys spying on others, but he also worries about being spied on.
Normally, the guild hall deployed various means to hinder the intrusion, but at this time it became an obstacle for the law enforcement team to use their spiritual sense to locate the murderer.
The magician's hand speed was very fast. Lujia had torn open the space scroll one second before the launch, and the pungent smell of gunpowder was still coming.
The cloak shattered in the impact and the brain buzzed.
In the dizzying movement of space, Luka found it difficult to even cough.
Is Alec dead?
Luke guessed not.
Not to mention that the other party definitely has the means to protect himself and save his life, based on Alec's own strength, he would not be killed so easily.
After a chaotic transmission process, accompanied by ripples in space, Luke appeared on a relatively remote street.
The entire holy city is so vast that ordinary scrolls cannot be used to get out directly.
"Cough cough..." Luke coughed violently a few times.
As Alex had warned, once traction was used, one would fall into a state of collapse.
"The demon generals haven't arrived yet," he leaned against the wall with his head raised, his skin a bit more pale and listless, "Alec must have been injured, and the demon servants will also be greatly weakened."
The word "servant" in the demon servant comes from the fact that the servant will offer a wisp of soul to the master, and the master will be harmed if the servant is injured.
In theory, now is a great time to get out of town.
However, the streets were almost entirely filled with the sound of hurried running. Once something big happened, no one in the city would be allowed to fly in the air, except for the law enforcement team.
Even the surface of the earth was shaking slightly, and emergency defenses were being taken everywhere. If this continued, the blockade of the holy city was only a matter of time.
Since the explosion, the feather pen has fallen into a brief silence. It supplied too much blood at one time yesterday, and was also used to make a musical instrument, so it would be distracted and rest from time to time.
As a result, Luka happily carried the bomb and said "good morning, good morning" to everyone he met.
…Now it is completely awake.
The feather pen transmitted: "Martial law has been imposed."
Luke hummed, not too panicked.
It has only been two days since the Ten Thousand Dynasties Conference began, and he has caused such a big commotion in the holy city where the saint himself is in charge. It won’t be long before he is arrested by the law enforcement team.
Therefore, it is important to prove your worth.
Holding his breath, Luka managed to climb to the roof according to the original plan. When he stood on it, he felt a little dizzy.
Luke took out the instrument from the torn sleeve of his cloak and prepared to play.
Quill had been curious about this musical instrument to begin with, and when it finally saw him take it out, it subconsciously floated up a little, and the gentle breath from above brushed over the tip of the pen, bringing an itchy feeling.
It concentrates and listens attentively—
The next moment——
"Hey~~~~"
The sound of mountains collapsing and the earth splitting could be heard, coming from a place about the size of half a bowl.
The hair on the top of the quill was blown up by the wind without warning.
“…”
The rich and deafening penetration is not suitable for close listening, but it is a completely different feeling when you listen at a distance.
The boy was dressed in rags, but the sound he produced from his suona was powerful enough to pierce the air. People on the surrounding streets heard the sound almost at the same time and looked in the direction of the sound to see what it was.
This is the reason why Lujia chose suona.
What could be more stunning than a legendary musical instrument?
The key is to make it sound loud.
It was just the time when the sun was rising, and the golden light just reflected on the young face, and even the eyelashes were smudged for a moment.
Because his body was a little sore, Lujia tried his best to relax his fingers and waist. He hadn't played the suona for a long time, so his memory was a little rusty at first.
The law enforcer in the clouds heard the penetrating sound and looked down.
"What a special instrument." I've never seen it before.
When he saw the black hair flying out from the tattered cloak, the law enforcement captain stopped for a moment.
"Is it him?"
There were also passers-by below who recognized Luke by his iconic black hair.
"Iliad, it's him, that mixed...half-blood!"
Even though he changed his mask, there's probably no other person with black hair in the entire holy city.
The onlookers were in an uproar.
There was an explosion near the Demon Clan Hall, and Luke was playing music on the roof. The impact of this scene... was so subtle.
The layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the details.
"What kind of instrument is this? Have you ever heard it before?"
Everyone was shaking their heads.
The people of the Holy City are quite discerning in their appreciation of art. They have long been accustomed to the mournful sound of the Liuhai harp and the ethereal sound of the stringed harp. The recently popular voodoo drum seems barely novel.
Unfortunately, in order to cater to the aesthetic tastes of the nobility, today's performers are all pursuing melodious and graceful melodies.
Dwarves, orcs and other people don't like melodious music.
Today's wide and bright tone is refreshing to them.
Some businessmen have even tried to record the appearance of musical instruments in every angle in the hope of replicating and selling them.
"When it comes to musical instrument appreciation, the elves are the best in the world. They collect all kinds of rare instruments. If this gets out, will they pay a lot of money to buy them?"
The way the elves played... no one dared to imagine.
The more they thought about it, the more curious they became. Some people even considered whether they should take the image stone to visit the elves?
At this moment, even the dwarves who were at odds with Luke did not deny the value of the suona itself.
Its range of sound is very wide. Some musicians wanted to compete with it on the spot, so they took out their Liuhaiqin and plucked it twice, and the aura was completely suppressed.
The law enforcement team leader should have stopped people from gathering at this time, but in the end he chose to go directly to the crime scene.
Who says this song is so pleasing?
“Ode to Humanity.”
The statues in the city are all collections of the thoughts of saints, always overlooking and listening to every movement in the holy city.
On top of the tower, the saint's eyes were accurately fixed in the direction of Luke and he read out the name of the song.
Yesterday, the devil said that he wanted to see whether the holy city had regained its glory during the Saman War. "Ode to Humanity" was composed right after that tragic war, symbolizing the rebirth of blood and fire.
"It's amazing." The saint half-closed his eyes, his silver hair fluttering in the wind: "Such a bright tone, yet it combines sadness and joy at the same time."
The blood of demons, the hymn of mankind, an instrument more wonderful than the Liuhaiqin.
It was an absolutely perfect performance.
When the saint opened his eyes again, he casually took out the ferret from behind the bookshelf and said in a gentle voice:
"Go inform Eric to lift martial law."
The snow ferret chirped, jumped out of his arms, and turned into a streak of light and flew out of the holy tower.
In the distant street, Luke’s suona playing had come to an end, the lingering sound was tragic and majestic. When the song ended, he bowed in the direction of the holy tower.
No one came to arrest me, which proved that my goal had been achieved.
Attacking the demons in the Holy City is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the demons. Instead of simply offering the suona to show its value, it is better to maximize its value.
Luke is very vengeful and knows when to remove himself. There is no better time to offer his instrument than this.
Pah pah.
Clap, clap, clap.
At first there was only a little applause, but later, thunderous applause came from all directions. Regardless of Luke's identity, this piece of music was indeed wonderful!
Luke looked at the flames rising into the sky in the distance and smiled without saying a word.
It was at this glance that everyone suddenly realized that they were so immersed in the music that they had completely forgotten about the explosion.
The law enforcement captain just left not long ago, so if we rush over now, we might not miss any important news. Seeing that Luke had started to come down from the roof, he resumed his steps where he had stopped before, leaving only some savvy businessmen who came around and wanted to ask more questions, all about musical instruments.
"As long as we cooperate, I promise that this musical instrument can become popular in the Holy Demon Continent."
A magician on business trip promised.
Luke shook his head.
After a few perfunctory remarks, he finally sent them away without mentioning a single word about the specific details of the suona.
The more mysterious it is, the more curiosity it arouses.
After escaping successfully, I can find a way to contact Lillian and help her write a detailed introduction about suona, including its origin, spread and promotion. It will be enough to write a special topic, and it will definitely be very popular.
The song ended and the crowd dispersed. The smell of gunpowder filled the air and no law enforcers were seen passing by again.
Lujia turned back into a sparsely populated dark alley and slowly took out two space scrolls.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to put away the one on the right.
The feather pen, which had been baptized by music at close range, resumed its usual tone, and its sight drifted in a direction not far away. Not to mention the birds, even the wind seemed to be circling around there.
It suddenly asked in a voice transmission: "Why not use the other one?"
Luke has a total of three space scrolls in his hand.
One came from the Stone City, and he had just crossed over and captured it by force; one was a gift from his partner Karen; and the other was bestowed by a saint.
There are also good and bad space scrolls. The one consumed during the explosion is very ordinary.
As for the remaining two, it goes without saying that the space scrolls given by the saint are far superior to Karen in terms of transmission distance and stability, but Luke plans to use the one given by Karen.
After taking a final look at the Holy City, Luke did not respond and prepared to activate the scroll directly.
A deep and powerful voice suddenly appeared at this moment, interrupting his actions——
"Why don't you use the other scroll you have?"
Same problem, but the tone is deeper, giving a sense of authority without being angry.
Lujia was startled. He had clearly made sure that there was no one around. He looked up again and saw a tall figure standing not far away. The other party did not deliberately conceal his figure, but if he had not made a sound, he would not have realized that there was a dragon standing there.
"Mr. Leo?" Luke was surprised.
Leo came over, glanced at the space ring on his hand, and said, "The scroll you just put away should have been drawn by the saint himself."
There is a distinct saintly aura on it.
Assuming Luka had chosen to use it at the beginning, there would have been no need for any big explosion.
Luke was silent.
He knew that this was the way out that the saint had left for him, and he also knew where this way out led to... He would be teleported to the vicinity of the dragon clan's territory.
If the demons insist on hunting and killing, and the dragons try to rescue them, it is very likely to become the fuse for a deterioration in relations between the two races.
All shortcuts have a price, and Luke only likes to put a price on it.
He will sell a low-cost product at a very high price and will grab the necessary faith from the customer's emotional sustenance, but this does not include asking the customer to pay the price for him.
Seeing that Leo was still holding the blind box, Luke was silent for a moment, then changed the subject with a smiling tone: "Life is like a blind box. I prefer the direction that leads to the unknown."
For a few seconds Leo was silent, just looking at him, then he said:
"In fact, dragons are not social creatures. Because they are so rare compared to other species, they form a unique cohesive force. The area of Dragon Island on the entire continent is second only to the Holy City and the Demon Realm."
Luke: “Huh?”
We were not discussing the scrolls, why did they suddenly start talking about Dragon Island?
Before his thoughts could come to his senses, he was suddenly hit by a strong feeling of weightlessness. When Luke came to his senses, he was lying on hard and cold scales, with a strong wind blowing across his cheek.
Is it windy?
No, it took off? !
In just a blink of an eye, Leo had transformed into his original form and flew him to a height of thousands of meters above the holy city.
In Lujia's astonished eyes, the dragon asked in a familiar voice: "Would you like to visit Dragon Island?"
Luke didn't know how to respond. If Leo wanted to help, he only needed to make sure there was no space blockade outside the holy city.
But personally taking people to Dragon Island is something completely different.
He had completely offended the Demon King at the Wanchao Conference, and he took himself away in full view of everyone, which was a slap in the face of the Demon King.
Luke looked down at the densely packed crowds on the street below. Even though he couldn't see their expressions clearly, he could already imagine their surprise.
The agile dragon flew through the endless clouds with ease, seeming to know his concerns and speaking in a nonchalant tone:
"Whenever there is a big event, the saints and demon kings will gather together to play chess, using the chessboard as a battlefield, weighing the pros and cons and competing with each other... The mountains and rivers are so vast, how can a chess game simulate it?"
With a soothing tone, Luke quickly calmed down.
He discovered that even though he had just emptied his body, there were some more golden spots of light in his body. Although not as many as before, the color of the golden light was purer.
Is the concentrated one the essence?
Luke quickly asked about the quill.
The quill did not answer immediately as usual.
Liking can be 10% or 20%. Emotions can be strong or weak, and the corresponding energy naturally has different levels of purity.
As early as when Luke was writing the novel, in order to make the dragon clan empathize with him, he deliberately created a pitiful protagonist.
But what he didn't know was that only at this moment did the images of the two sides truly overlap.
The protagonist of the book keeps trying to find food to offer to the monster. Even at the last critical moment, he does not shout for help, but reminds the monster to escape.
Weak, young, and not unearned.
Even the quill has to admit that this is a precious shining point.
Not hearing the answer, Luke couldn't help asking again, and asked another question by the way: "Did Leo just happen to show up, or..."
Or keep following?
If it is the latter case, then it means that you are seeing yourself emitting the truth!
"What do you think?"
Quill asked back calmly.
Luke's heart finally died.
Leo continued, "You are quite brave to take action directly in the Holy City."
Luke clung to the dragon to prevent himself from falling off during the high-speed movement. Hearing this, he couldn't help but feel a little proud: "Alec will clean up the mess."
The demons believe in the law of the jungle, and when other demons heard that Alec had been seriously injured in a sneak attack, they would only look up to this exiled former crown prince.
Of course Alec would keep this a secret.
"What a pity." He said with some regret.
"What a pity?"
Anyway, the true face has been exposed.
Luke pouted: "I didn't hear Alec calling for help this time."
I like to beat others and tell their parents.
Leo laughed loudly, and the dragon flew towards the distant mountains. No one, whether the guards outside the city gate or the demon servants, dared to step into the air to stop it.
"Lord Leo left with Iliad."
The area around the guild hall was full of rubble and debris. After listening to the report from the guards in the communication stone, the law enforcement captain asked Alec, "Is the explosion related to them?"
Alec no longer looked like the elite demon he usually was. One of his hands was blown off and a hideous scar appeared on his face, extending to his shoulder.
Unless he finds a suitable magic limb to transplant, he can only ask the dwarves to customize a replacement mechanical arm in the short term, which will greatly reduce his strength.
The devil was also present at this moment.
Since his own clan’s hall had been bombed, he naturally had to come over.
His cold, steady gaze fell on Alec, and the Demon King looked at him, also waiting for an answer.
Alec felt unprecedented pressure.
No, you must not tell the truth.
Once it is revealed that Iliad used magic to injure himself, the Demon King might change his mind and restore his status as the crown prince.
For the first time in his life, Alec gritted his teeth and lied to the devil.
"no."
The physiological trembling of the muscles injured by the explosion concealed his guilty conscience.
"How could the dragons use explosives?" Alec tried to speak in a casual tone. "I think after the explosion, Iliad took advantage of the chaos to ask the dragons to take him away."
No one would doubt this statement. If the dragon clan wanted to kill Alec, they would not need to resort to any other means.
What's more, he hasn't been killed yet.
As for Luke's image as a useless magician, it has been deeply rooted in his mind since birth, and it would be difficult for him to accomplish anything without the help of the dragon clan.
Alec covered his wound and said, "The demon servant suddenly exploded. The reason is still unknown."
The law enforcement team looked at each other, and the onlookers who were standing in the distance watching the excitement began to whisper, probably thinking that this was no wonder.
The demon servant's soul is incomplete, so under normal circumstances it is impossible for him to betray. No wonder Alec was not on guard.
Only the devil's eyes had somehow moved away from Alec and fell on the tattered clothes exposed in the rubble, with a thoughtful look on his face.
It was a piece of torn black cloak, definitely not the kind of clothing a demon servant would wear.
After waiting for a long time for the Demon King to speak, Alec couldn't help but look over and met the Demon King's meaningful gaze.
Alec's heart skipped a beat.
The author has something to say:
Excerpt from Luke's diary:
Super cute. --Leo Liu.
Luke: This is not a message board! ! !
There is no doubt that the devil treats everyone equally, commonly known as shoddy construction.
The performance ends with a map change. Today is just bees, no suffix. Love you guys~
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