Chapter 585: Figures in the Rose Bushes
The grand song and dance performance was held in the Golden Hall of the Cuiyue Star Region. Many dignitaries, top tycoons, and celebrities from the Central Star Region attended. There were
hundreds of dancers wearing feathered long skirts. Each of them was carefully selected. Each dress on her body was made of rare and special feathers of extraordinary birds. Such a skirt could be worth millions, and there were 2,016 such dancers.
The vibrating drum sounded on the scene. Instead of playing it with speakers, the sound of this real instrument was more layered and impactful. Then, 1,200 high-level violinists standing on the steps on both sides pulled their bows in unison, and the grand melody sounded on the scene.
The trombones lined up in two rows were raised and played, and the huge golden-red curtain slowly opened. In the expectation of everyone, the silver-haired singer in a long white gauze and golden branches slowly walked out. At that moment, ripples spread like flowing water. Her eyes swept across the audience, as if everyone was "seen" by her. This feeling of breeze in the mind consciousness made many people dizzy, of course, dizzy with extreme joy.
Because this phenomenon shows that this singer has officially entered the stage of the Moon Level, and can directly communicate with thousands of people at the same time, even across hundreds of kilometers, through the resonance of consciousness, to see everything she wants to know.
White gauze and silver hair, her appearance is like silver snow in the sky, incomparable, just standing there, she has become the visual center of everyone.
Although the shocking changes that happened some time ago made the Central Council anxious, many members were even chased and questioned by people, and various unrest news flew to official agencies like snowflakes, but today, in this largest music hall in the Green Moon Star Region, the appearance of "Silver Sky Snow" Orles brought comfort and hope to everyone.
There are moon-level singers in the Federation, but in terms of age, fame, and talent, except for the semi-retired Ewen Qilin, who is an insurmountable mountain, there are almost no other singers who can reach the level of Orles. They are either promoted too late and their potential is exhausted, or they have strange personalities and cannot be accepted by the public, or they have various defects, such as Ewen Qilin, who is unable to bear the heavy burden placed on them by the Federation.
Therefore, Orles' promotion this time has brought such a big impact, and her promotion, like a shining silver star, has temporarily stabilized the Federation.
Why has it brought such a big impact? There are too many reasons. First of all, the most questioning voice is that the Central Council is immoral and incompetent, so that the Federation has not had a Sunday-level singer to preside over the overall situation and balance the situation for many years. Orles, who grew up in the Central Star Region, responded to this argument very well.
Secondly, because of the long-term internal friction and tearing of the Central Council, its authority and control cannot deter the forces in various regional star regions. Although it is strong, it is not strong enough to convince people.
In addition, the situation is changing. Many marginal star regions saw the opportunity and were ready to take advantage of the unrest in the western star region to gradually break away from the influence of the Central Council and gain more independent power. However, due to Orles' promotion, many local star region forces that had been thinking about it temporarily put aside their ideas and continued to wait and see.
After several days of discussion, the Central Council gave a severe but mild measure to deal with the unrest in the western star region.
In the announcement, anyone who takes the lead in disrupting local order and disrupting the lives of others will be severely dealt with by the federal government, and those who dare to spread separatist speech, promote and implement such ideas will be wanted, arrested and punished by the authorities.
At the same time, the Central Parliament passed a bill. In order to make up for the unfortunate death of the singer Blanche, the federal government promised to give the western star regions an annual subsidy of 300 trillion yuan, of which 30% would be directly distributed to local law-abiding residents, 30% would be used to build local backward infrastructure, and the remaining 40% would be used to subsidize various local industries. It also announced that the 127 special patents that had been nationalized in the past fifty years would be transferred to the governments of various western star regions. All local companies can use them for free. This measure will bring a large amount of foreign investment in construction.
Just looking at this compensation policy, it can be said that it is the most luxurious and generous one in the Central Parliament in the past two hundred years. It also deeply solves the various problems that were originally deposited in the western star region. It can be said that there is no sincerity. Representatives from other star regions are envious.
After this announcement was issued, the situation that was originally like adding fuel to the fire was extinguished for the most part, and many star regions that followed the trend began to calm down, because the announcement stated that subsidies would be issued one after another according to the stability of each star region.
Didn’t you rebel because of poor treatment and unfairness? Now that you have been given the subsidies you want and fairness, what reason do you have to risk your life to start a riot?
Idealists are a minority after all, and those who seek benefits and avoid harm are the majority in society.
After the authorities continuously dispatched military and police patrols to arrest those who took the lead in making trouble, many people began to calm down and thought about accepting such generous conditions for amnesty and giving up the idea of independence.
The flames that originally swept across the burning western star field were quickly ignited and extinguished at the same time. In just a few days, the development of things can be described as twists and turns. At this time, the news that Blanche survived was still kept secret, and only a very few people knew about it.
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A secret base in an unknown star field.
This place is located underground, with various buildings, most of which are magnificent and tall. Members of the cult dressed in white robes can be seen everywhere. They have hollowed-out sun patterns on their backs. This is the emblem of the new generation of "Sun of the Wings of God".
At the deepest part of this magnificent complex, there are two door-shaped stone tablets standing upright, about a kilometer high. The magnificent and bluish stone tablets are carved with two angels standing opposite each other. One of them holds the Fire Serpent Sword and clasps it in front of her chest, while the other holds a water bottle in both hands and raises it to her shoulders. The carved water flows freely.
The two stone tablets stand side by side, with a narrow passage in the middle. Under this passage, a group of people are like tiny ants, lined up in a line and slowly move forward.
La Guier, wearing a cloak and hood, holding Blanche wrapped in snow-white star gauze, walked in the team. Leading the team were two white-robed priests holding candle-lit staffs. They were all extraordinary beings of Angel Sequence 7. The orange candlelight on the top of the staff brought some warmth to the empty and cold underground. From time to time, pale yellow fireflies floated out and brushed the people following behind them, protecting them from the cold and keeping them mentally stable and calm.
In front of the road, there stood a white square stone platform about 100 meters high. On the stone platform stood a huge circular sculpture similar to the sun. This "circular sun" quietly burned with pale flames, illuminating the world behind the giant stone tablet.
As the team approached the stone platform step by step, they felt warmer and warmer, as if a gentle and quiet power brushed through their souls, calming them down.
At this time, Blanche in Laguier's arms also opened her eyes slightly and gradually woke up.
"Where is this...?" Her voice was very weak, and her fingers clasped Laguier's arm, as if she wanted to hold on to it to prop herself up.
"Don't move for now." Laguier comforted her, and then held her and continued to walk slowly forward.
When everyone passed by the stone platform, the sight that was originally blocked by the firelight suddenly became clear, and standing in front of them was a huge relief portrait about a kilometer high.
Judging from the appearance and characteristics of the person in the portrait, this person is undoubtedly the most special one in Siyuan Junior High School, but the image of this "Pure Wind of Change" in the painting is particularly different. She has quiet and clear deep red eyes, and her long black hair is combed elegantly and straight. She wears a red and black Gothic long skirt. The red roses and black folds on the skirt are arranged in layers, which has an exceptionally gorgeous beauty.
It is said that this highness has many forms, and the one depicted in the painting in front of them is the "True Red Wings·Loran Hill" that appears as a demon sequence 9.
The "Blood King's Court" in the Fourth Era worships Loran Hill in this form, while the image of "Cradle Wings·Loran Hill" praised by the current mainstream faction is the image.
"We're here." A member of the accompanying cult spoke, and then everyone gradually stopped.
They first bowed devoutly in front of the portrait, praising its name and great deeds, then stood up and continued forward. Under this huge portrait, there was a large magic circle prepared for the ceremony.
The square, which was about hundreds of meters wide, was crisscrossed with many gullies and textures, and in the center of the square, there was a clear pool of water, in which there was a slightly reddish liquid, like a cherry red.
"This is it." La Guier carefully put Blanche down, and then lifted her up slightly so that she could see the pool in front of her and the huge portrait on the mountain.
"Say hello to His Highness first." Under La Guier's instruction, Blanche saluted the girl in the portrait, then knelt on the ground and took a breath to rest.
Her current body can only be considered barely maintained, and it may fall apart at any time. It can be said that a slightly violent disturbance may cost her life.
"We will hold a ceremony later, and then you will slowly lie down in the pool." La Guier told Blanche the next process.
"Soak in the red glazed water prepared for this ritual, and your injuries will heal quickly. The ritual we will hold later will also slowly heal the damage to your soul."
"The process will be long. If you feel tired during the process, you can fall asleep. Don't worry, the entire ritual is safe and stable. You should know that the power of such a ritual comes from the most gentle original. I believe that with His power, you will get better."
"I understand." At this time, Blanche did not have the energy to ask more questions. She just supported her body and waited slowly.
Several priests who accompanied her stood in various directions, and then the magic array gullies on the ground were lit up one by one. If you look down from a high altitude, such a magic array contains stars, flowers, airflow, and other patterns.
As one of the supports of the Sun Crown, this Archangel of Wind is the master of many fields. As long as the method is appropriate, you can use her power to a certain extent.
"The winds of the four directions are playing here..."
"Swear with flawless and sincere faith, we will reshape the order and justice here, always remember our own nobility and purity, do not go with the mean, do not associate with chaos, follow your motto and teachings, use the pure tenderness to gallop across the world, hold the flaming sword to cut through the thorns, and create a beautiful garden with thousands of flowers in full bloom..."
Unlike the mainstream prayers nowadays, the words in this prayer are more vivid and gorgeous, like a canvas painted with bright red and black, and blood and killing are not stingy to achieve great deeds.
As the prayers were recited, gusts of wind sounded, and the air flow passed through this underground base. Wind chimes under the eaves of many buildings rang, and the wind blew over the huge stone tablet. When it passed through the narrow sky in the middle, the wind speed increased due to the narrow channel effect, and the robes of many priests present were rolled up.
Laguier and a group of priests clasped their hands together, closed their eyes and prayed. The sound of the wind became louder and louder, and the originally quiet pool formed a whirlpool with rippling water. Blanche fell in the middle of the whirlpool and slowly sank into the water.
She originally thought that breathing was uncomfortable, but when the liquid entered her lungs and body, she did not feel uncomfortable, as if there was oxygen in it, and it was extremely light. If you fill a balloon with such water, it can also fly.
Such liquid did not evaporate directly, Blanche was a little confused, but now she just felt a little sleepy, and the original pain and weakness in her body were also soothed by a faint sense of coolness.
The ceremony was carried out minute by minute, and the light patterns on the empty square gradually outlined and lit up, and wisps of light red silk threads rose. These silk threads were not solid, but more like free light spots.
As the silk threads swayed and moved in the wind, they slowly formed a three-dimensional scene, which seemed like a courtyard full of vines, flowers, and ears of grain. Then the breeze blew, and the drooping branches and flowers outlined by the red lines swayed slightly.
Finally, in this quiet courtyard of vines and flowers, a blood-red fruit slowly condensed. Its scarlet color seemed to contain some kind of toxin. When it appeared, the whole courtyard shone with a pale golden light, and then the entire virtual courtyard dissipated, leaving only the scarlet blood-red fruit falling, exuding an alluring red fragrance.
"It has appeared, a scarlet fruit made of abundance, poison, blood, purity, and multiple powers." La Guier looked up and focused on the blessing that was coming.
Although it was a ceremony hosted by them, it was the first time they had seen such a gift of fruit. It was not easy to pray to the four originals. As the four originals who once supported the crown of the sun, they were born to be able to sense people's wishes. If this wish was a thought or desire in the subconscious of many people, and it was in line with the personality tendencies of the four originals, the sleeping four originals would respond and bestow a gift.
To some extent, the four originals are indeed the guardians of human civilization, but similar prayers have not been successful for thousands of years. This time, it was precisely because the members of the cult sensed the possibility of success that they dared to show up and contact Blanche and others.
In their view, since the four originals responded, it represented a certain guidance of fate.
The scarlet blood-like fruit slowly fell into the water and melted in an instant. The entire pool became extremely red. Then the thousands of layers of red vortices continued to rotate, step by step penetrating into Blanche's body and began to repair her body, consciousness, and soul.
In her dream, Blanche felt as if she was running in a courtyard full of blood-red roses. The scenery here was beautiful, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, but the thorns on the branches along the way also outlined her arms and legs, causing slight wounds and pain.
She kept pushing aside the rose bushes that blocked the road, and the breeze that blew past also made the wounds slightly cool and slowly healed.
In this way, in the process of continuous injury and healing, Blanche felt that her body became lighter, and some troublesome things gradually dissipated. The whole person, both in consciousness and body, became ethereal and clear, without distractions, and extremely light.
Slowly, she began to see the end of this flower sea courtyard. In the cover of the flowers and white stone pillars, there seemed to be a figure sitting under the vine flower rack.
Finally, she used her hand to push aside the last bunch of thorny rose branches, passed through the isolated flower vines, and saw the figure with his back to her. The other party was wearing a black dress and sitting at a white round table. When Blanche struggled to break free from the flowers and thorns, the other party slowly turned around.
What a pair of clear and magnificent eyes, there seemed to be thousands of layers of different reds in them, which reminded Blanche of the glass she played with when she was a child. When it was placed in the sun, you can see various deflected and layered colors through the irregular glass blocks.
The other person had long straight hair like silk, and wore a black and red dress. The black satin folds showed elegance, while the red rose decorations highlighted an aggressive life force.
"You are..." Blanche stretched out her hand. She felt that she should have seen this girl somewhere, but her memory was now as hazy as if covered by a veil.
Blanche slowly realized that it was probably because she was in a dream.
The girl smiled at Blanche and then said, "You can call me Lacey."
"Yeah." Blanche felt that everything in front of her was a bit dreamy, and she seemed to follow some inertia and unknown voices and slowly came to sit in front of the girl.
Opposite, the girl who called herself 'Lacey' slowly poured the black tea from the teapot for Blanche and placed it in front of her.
"Do you know the story of the 'True Red Empire'? At that time, humans chose the power called 'Devil' in order to survive." Lacey said the history that Blanche had some impression of.
"That was in the First Era." Blanche responded. In the education of the Federation today, the history of the First Era is not told much, but only briefly mentioned.
"Well, history repeats itself again and again, and there are always many similarities." The other party's words were a little vicissitudes and sadness.
"Do you really want to take this power? There is no gift without price in the world. For individuals, it will not make you happy, but will bring more pain, and you will even die before many of your peers." The girl told her the choice she faced.
"I do." Blanche was also surprised by her choice, and it seemed to come from somewhere in the deepest part of her body and mind, and she gave a direct answer.
Yes, compared to her own pain, hundreds of millions of people are still crying and holding back. If only she can be sacrificed to save the situation and change the fate of countless people, she thinks it is worth it.
In the past few years as a singer, she has received countless letters from people in remote places, many of which were written by hand, telling her what happened in various places. Among them, there are depression, complaints, discomfort, and blessings. In every line of handwriting, Blanche seems to be able to see the figures struggling in their fate.
She was no longer the innocent child. She had seen the huge disparity in the world. She no longer believed that compromise could bring happiness. Anything given by others could be taken away at any time. Happiness should be based on something more solid, not the promises and pity of others.
The girl opposite looked at Blanche quietly and nodded slightly.
"It seems that you have made up your mind. Then I will not stop you."
"Drink this cup of tea. After that, you will have ten years to bloom your brilliance."
Blanche held the teacup and drank it slowly with a little trembling in her fingers. The liquid in the cup was not sweet or warm, but like a deadly poison. Drinking it was like a knife cutting through the throat, and the stomach also felt a piercing pain.
Almost the moment she finished drinking, Blanche fell to the ground, holding her body in pain and twitching. She only felt that there was a cold thin knife in her body constantly moving around, cutting each part, and her body seemed to be dismembered.
In reality, Laguier watched Blanche in the pool undergo amazing changes. Her body shattered like foam, turned into blood, and merged into the water. The snow-white star-shaped gauze that was originally draped on Blanche was also spinning in the water, with nothing in between.
"How could this happen..." Laguier was nervous and uneasy.
Just when the priests were extremely nervous, the pool changed again. The originally rotating blood-red liquid condensed in the middle in an instant, and then Blanche's figure reappeared, as if her body had been reshaped. At this time, the liquid became clear and transparent, without any blood color.
Half a minute later, Laguier helped Blanche out of the pool and wrapped her with the snow-white star gauze again.
"How is it?" She wanted to know whether the ceremony was successful or failed.
"Ahem..." Blanche coughed out the liquid in her chest, and it took a long time for her to recover. Although she was still a little uncomfortable, her condition had never been so good at this moment. Her body was very light, and she could see many things in her sight.
"It should be successful." She slowly raised her head until she saw the huge portrait on the mountain wall. Its temperament and appearance were almost exactly the same as the girl she saw in her dream.
"Laguier, do you know?"
"Hmm?"
"I may have seen a miracle."
"What is that?"
"That is the power that can change fate." Blanche slowly closed her eyes and opened them again.
"Let's go back. I think everyone has been waiting for a long time."
Although Blanche did not explain what she saw, Laguier could feel that the singing girl in his arms had undergone a huge change in both her will and temperament, as if she had lost her immaturity overnight and became determined and mature.
(End of this chapter)
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