Chapter 33 Perception [VIP]
The kidnapper's arrogant questioning and the family's complicated and tangled eyes became a major highlight.
The parents did not make a decision immediately. They looked at the real young master first and remembered the promise they made yesterday.
The fake young master was frightened and confused.
Why hesitate? They clearly agreed that they were a family.
"Father, Mother——"
He let out a helpless cry, his face full of tears.
The fake young master's lines made the audience furious.
But the real young master seemed to be silent, saying nothing, and still had unrealistic expectations of his parents.
Luke's emotions were well controlled. He did not make a choice directly, but instead laid the emotional foundation through indecision.
Someone suddenly had an idea: "If it was Iliad and Alec, what would the devil choose?"
The audience, who have already developed a sense of immersion, subconsciously thinks it should be the Iliad.
After all, they are my biological children.
On the big screen, the protagonist's mentally retarded parents shouted, "Younger son! We choose the younger son."
audience:"……"
What a psycho!
Under the dim light of the screen, there are distorted faces printed.
The kidnappers were terrible at keeping their promise, and the real young master fell into the sea and died.
It was at this moment that the brother, who had hesitated a little before and did not speak to stop his parents because of the fake young master's tears, lost his usual composure. He shouted the protagonist's name and rushed over to save people.
It's too late.
The only response he got was the merciless waves.
From the moment they entered the opera house, the audience finally felt a sense of refreshment.
There is a revenge label clearly outlined in red on the poster. There is no way to get revenge on the dead, so the real young master should be able to make a grand comeback.
"Good, good." The Centaur chief took the lead in applauding, clapping his hooves twice.
Grover quietly watched his excitement, or rather felt the excitement of thousands of spectators, sitting in his seat in unusual silence.
What happens next is even more exciting.
The real young master is "dead", and even his body cannot be found, as if he had never been there.
The former family members began to regret one by one.
A large number of clips are interspersed in reverse order.
My father recalled the figure who secretly brought me midnight snacks and hid behind the door when he was working late at night, not daring to come in;
The mother thought of the injury but dared not say a word, only caring about whether there was a child who embarrassed them;
The eldest brother recalled the first time they met, those expectant yet cautious eyes...
After he died, they went completely crazy.
The audience came alive!
"Loran must hate us very much," the eldest brother said to his parents, scolding the servants and sitting down dejectedly. "He even refuses to appear in my dreams."
The mother covered her face and cried.
The always tough father stood by the window, silent.
The funeral was late but arrived.
On this day, the Keppel family invited countless powerful people. At the funeral, except for the fake young master, all the former family members were heartbroken.
The moment the lid was closed, the eldest brother rushed to the coffin which only contained ordinary underwear, calling out Roland's unique nickname.
The scene was in chaos and no one noticed that a familiar figure was watching everything from afar.
The man had his face half covered, and his exposed eyes no longer had their usual innocence.
He was sharp and pointed. Looking at these people's confessions, he just said sarcastically:
"Oh, belated affection is cheaper than grass."
The audience nodded heavily.
The time goes back to when the real young master fell into the sea.
[A demon hiding in the seabed appears in the black fog:
"Give me your soul, and I will grant you the chance to live, endless knowledge, and the power of revenge."
The desperate boy opened his eyes from the bottom of the sea and nodded silently. 】
This scene was shot in the sea, and the cold white skin and dark tide created a perfect picture.
There is actually a demon setting, which makes the sense of immersion even stronger!
All the audience, including the two princes, seemed to have become the protagonists and their eyes lit up as they watched.
The demons always believe in revenge and blood debt must be paid with blood.
The devil can bring power legitimately, just waiting for the protagonist to awaken himself and brutally abuse these people.
However, just as they were all concentrating and the plot was developing to the most critical moment, the camera switched in a second:
The first part of "The Real and Fake Young Master of a Wealthy Family" has been screened!
The lights in the entire opera house suddenly lit up, and just like before, no one had time to react.
silence.
A dead silence more terrifying than silence began to spread. No one knew how much time had passed until the light strip above the head was affected by a big demon and shattered into pieces with a snap.
The loud noise gradually brought the other spectators back to their senses, and they began to doubt reality.
"The movie... is over?" the Centaur leader murmured.
Finished!
“Fuck him…” Certain that it was really over, the silent audience completely exploded.
"Don't curse your father, and don't be rude to the devil." The friend next to him hurriedly reminded: "...and don't curse your mother."
After all, the saint was once the legal wife of the devil. Even if the two sides later fell out, it would be easy for trouble to happen if she cursed them like this.
You can’t scold your parents. Iliad’s ancestors are also the ancestors of the devil, so you still can’t scold them.
I'm holding my breath so hard that I'm about to vomit blood.
The next moment, the demon general sent by Alec really rebuked: "Whoever is slandering the Demon King, stand up!"
Movies are movies, and the devil is the devil, although, although... the devil drove away his own son and raised seven children from other devil families.
The movie is so long-lasting that even though you can guess the general direction of the plot, the audience is still eager to keep watching.
Why did it end at the most critical moment?
“Ahhhhhh!”
Why?
The people in the front row were almost scratching their scalps. With the devil like a mountain pressing down on their heads, they dared not even utter a single big word. It felt like there were ten thousand ants crawling in their hearts.
The entire opera house was in an uproar. In this land where people prefer fighting rather than talking, the abusive words were very simple, and spiritual uncivilized behavior was far from meeting their needs at the moment.
The victim didn't even think of refunding the ticket.
The Centaur Chief suddenly thought of another culprit and asked Grover, "What are you dragons acting?"
I asked you what you were acting!
"That's right!" an audience member immediately echoed.
If he wasn't such a dragon himself, how could he have acted so well?
Grover didn't care about his old friend's complaints, but when he heard the slander from behind, he made a light "hmm" sound.
Once the dragon's might faded, the audience suffered even more.
I almost forgot that we can't afford to offend this person.
Luke sat quietly in the corner.
"Go ahead and curse me."
This is the charm of crematorium literature. Even though it is full of gory insults, there are still countless people willing to pay for it.
He smoothed the wrinkles on his cloak with a smile and was about to stand up when he heard a strange noise coming from outside.
"What's that sound?"
Quill: "What do you think?"
Today, more than 40 opera houses are screening the opera simultaneously. Opera houses of this era are not like cinemas, any one of which can accommodate thousands of spectators.
With nearly hundreds of thousands of viewers, the entire Dark City rioted after the movie was over.
"You piece of rubbish! Take revenge on the mainland!!"
"Is there something wrong with the director's brain? The narrative editing is a disaster, it stinks!"
"I want to kill the director. No, show me the next part first."
There were reporters waiting at the entrance of every opera house, eager to interview the first audience member who came out.
As long as there is one audience member who disparages, there will be material to write about.
However, all those who came out looked at the tall and majestic statue of the devil at the door first, and their faces were almost distorted.
The reporter was puzzled and wondered why they wanted to see the statue for no reason?
Inside the opera house, Luke, who vaguely heard curses and threats, sat back down in silence.
"This reaction is too big." It is more than ten times more exaggerated than he expected.
When did the demons become so fragile?
Unfortunately, the demon audience who were mentally abused could not get out of the plot for a long time, and the curses from outside continued one after another.
Some audience members even began to storm the theater violently and were dragged away by security guards one by one.
"Let me go, I'm not crazy!"
At this point, Luke was no longer willing to go out easily.
He began to feel aggrieved: "Obviously the next part is about revenge and counterattack, but it's still so exciting. There must be some evil devil instigating it."
As he spoke, he pulled the corner of the feather pen next to him and asked, "Are you right?"
The feather pen half-closed its eyes, absorbing the resentment coming from all directions like a tide.
His tone seemed to carry a slightly damp breath, and after a long while, he slowly uttered: "Oh, delayed revenge is cheaper than grass."
“…”
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That day, Luke had a hard time escaping from the opera house.
Even more upset than him were the two crown princes who were watching the movie. God knows how they left amidst all the complicated gazes.
The prince, one of the fake parents, was not much better.
In the hotel, the boss's eyes were filled with anger when he saw Luke sneaking back.
Lu Jia was stunned: "You went to the movies too?"
The innkeeper sneered: "I heard the guests discussing it."
Just hearing about it makes me want to dig up my ancestors' graves.
Luke went upstairs angrily.
For his personal safety, he did not go out until night. However, he used the money he earned from the casino to buy a lot of monster blood.
"I envy you for still being able to breathe fresh air."
Quill said calmly: "Who can I blame?"
His temperament as a writer is completely different from that in the movies. Without the overly long bangs that intentionally cover his forehead, no one would recognize him if his presence was slightly reduced.
Of course, beauty marketers can forget about walking around freely.
Luke silently pulled out the weeds from the flowerpots in the house.
Strange grass.
He is expert at brainwashing and comforting.
Anyway, I redefined my life experience today. Being a black and red is also red, at least I have become popular. Once the resistance reaches its peak, word of mouth can easily be reversed with just a little more action.
I guess Feather Pen also gained a lot, as the fake young master played by the other party attracted a lot of criticism.
Luka turned sideways and watched quietly as the feather pen absorbed the fresh blood essence.
With a huge amount of resentment and blood essence, I thought the phantom would appear again later, but after waiting for a while, it didn't.
A scene full of thrilling beauty begins to unfold.
In the crimson light, that half of the body began to become like a machine in an old factory, constantly becoming mottled and falling off, and the gears used to maintain its functions also fell to the ground.
Destruction is accompanied by rebirth. The body that disappeared on the left side gradually solidified into flesh and blood until the forearm part, where there was a mass of black gas that never dissipated, and below that was a section of a skeleton hand bone.
The slender joints were like an unextinguished fire, flickering with a faint fluorescent light.
Luke remembered that Alex in the shadow also had a skeleton ghost claw hidden in his wide sleeve on the right side.
So, is this slowly growing back into flesh and blood?
His surprised gaze remained on the ghost claw for too long, and Quill calmly gathered his sleeves.
The Necromancer is a symbol of darkness. He has been cursed since birth and cannot have a complete body. The same is true for him again.
He had seen too many fearful looks in the past.
Luke came back to his senses and marveled at the process, "It's like a phoenix rising from the ashes, going through a new growth cycle."
It's amazing.
On the spot, Quill flexed his finger bones unnaturally when he heard the words.
Absorbing too much resentment at one time did indeed have some side effects.
After staring at the quill for a long time, Lujia couldn't help but ask the guess that had been hidden in his heart: "The existence of the phantom is a bit like the little golden man in my body."
The belief and method that I practiced came from Alex. All things have their roots in the same principle. Perhaps Alex had also cultivated a little golden man.
Using the fairy tale drama he acted in before as a reference, is it similar to the Nascent Soul in the body?
If that's true, then learning it would be like having many lives.
After the movie came out, his desire to escape is now very strong.
Quill neither confirmed nor denied it.
"Can you tell me the truth?" Lujia raised his hand and swore, "I promise not to tell even my parents."
“…”
What a great oath.
The feather pen finally said a few words: "When you wrote "The Group Pet is Three and a Half Years Old", you set the protagonist to have a bloodline inheritance, so it was able to learn to speak by itself later."
The offspring of some higher creatures are born with a certain amount of knowledge reserves, which makes them stronger than other races.
"...That shadow is equivalent to the inheritance that my past self left for myself."
The quill said, "After my limbs were shattered, my soul resided in my heart, and the demonic consciousness in my body, as a carrier of memory and knowledge, was hidden in other dimensions."
Lujia understood it immediately, the plasmolysis occurred.
Memories and knowledge are condensed into one part, like a separate and free string of code, which reduces the burden on the heart.
He hesitated for a moment: "I don't understand how the phantom can exist for thousands of years."
Everything will decay over time, but the soul at least has the heart as a protective shell.
"Depends on nutrients."
Luke was puzzled.
Quill suddenly lowered his head, and the distance was so close that Lujia felt a slight itch. When his lips were almost touching the ends of her hair and the shell of her ears, he left two more words.
The moonlight from outside shone in, and Lujia's phoenix eyes almost turned into round cheetah pupils out of surprise.
…
The middle of the month, the full moon, is the Ghost Gate Day recorded in the old books of the human race.
Tonight the moonlight shines equally on every inch of land.
A heavily guarded mansion, whose doormen are all sixth-level magicians. A figure was moving freely in any space like a ghost. The moonlight shone on the dark red horns on the night walker's head, dyeing them blood red.
The Demon King, the Saint, the Dragon, the Elf King, and the Dwarf King are known as the five beings that represent the peak combat power in the world.
However, none of them achieved godhood.
Possessing godhood is the true pinnacle.
For so many years, the devil had been searching for a way to break through, until the opportunity mentioned by the astrologer gave him hope.
He had a strong premonition that the missed opportunity had once been in the Land of Exile, otherwise a child with low elemental perception would not have been able to rise suddenly.
"Which step went wrong?"
There have long been rumors that monsters are sealed in the Land of Exile. He also tried to use the blood of the pilgrims as bait, but caught nothing.
After returning to the Demon Realm this time, the Demon King re-checked all the books.
But unlike last time, he also browsed through all the books that Iliad had previously collected privately, and finally found a name in an ancient book - Alex.
The name corresponds exactly to one of the legends of the Exiled Lands.
"Who?!" The man dressed as an aristocrat suddenly found that there was one more person in the room, and his face changed drastically.
No matter how he cast magic or shouted to the guards, it was of no use.
The noble man realized later that the space was blocked.
In the special space state, the demon king's voice sounded strange and empty: "Did you bid for "Alex's Diary" at the auction in Boulder City some time ago?"
The noble man's heart beat wildly when he heard this.
That diary became a major turning point in his life. His magic level improved by leaps and bounds. Unfortunately, after reading half of it, the concealing spell at the back could not be deciphered. When he was about to go crazy, summoning magic appeared in the diary.
Below the summoning circle, there are two options:
One is to stop here, and the other is to offer a ray of the content behind the soul unlocking.
Once you offer your soul, you are no different from a devil's servant, and even death cannot free you from it.
Reason told him that stopping here was the best outcome.
However, the vast magical knowledge and countless lost magic spells were like the sweetest poison that lured him madly.
In the end, the noble man chose to offer his soul in the way given in the diary.
Under normal circumstances, he only has 40 to 50 years left to live, so why not give it a try?
What's more, those demon servants in the Demon Realm are all able to call the wind and rain.
Meeting the eyes of the demon king, the noble man's mind suddenly became muddled, and he blurted out the truth uncontrollably: "Yes."
"What happened next?"
"Where is the diary now?"
The devil asked two questions in a row, and when the noble man was about to tell him everything, suddenly, his whole body began to swell wildly, and the diary hidden in the storage ring exploded like fireworks.
The noise caused by the explosion shook the space and attracted the attention of the guards outside.
There were hurried footsteps outside the door, and the devil waved his hand and disappeared calmly in the room.
A quarter of an hour later, a figure appeared on the mountain more than ten thousand meters away.
The demon king's originally handsome face was covered with a terrifying shadow by the shadows of the trees.
"It actually exploded."
Only after becoming a soul slave will one voluntarily self-destruct when the core issue is touched upon.
There was indeed something wrong with that diary. If he guessed correctly, the diary itself was equivalent to a modified contract scroll.
The devil's expression gradually darkened.
A diary can easily capture the soul of a magician.
In most cases, the lucky ones who accidentally obtain treasures will keep them for private use and rarely put them up for auction.
The one sold at the auction is definitely not a unique piece. It is said that the diary that was auctioned last time was written by Alex when he was a teenager.
So here comes the question.
How many diaries has Alex written in his life?
The author has something to say:
Excerpt from Luke's diary:
The movie was shot at the sea, and I also want to release an overseas version for the mermaids to watch.
Alex: ...
The voting for the young couple in "Sailing" is over. Now click into the article interface, and there is a dynamic heart-shaped special effect in the character column (I like fancy things). Bow~;
Thank you all for feeding me, lots of nutrient solution, I will try my best to make it thicker and longer while ensuring the quality and quantity!
One hundred red envelopes will be randomly dropped, thank you for watching the movie
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