Huchi...huchi...
Father Taylor's chest heaved violently.
Starting from the corridor, he had traveled a considerable distance.
According to common sense, the speed of the three Dorins siblings cannot catch up with him.
However, the feeling of walking through the castle is like falling into a nightmare that does not follow common sense...
The passage he steps on will become longer and longer. Even if I run with all my strength, I feel like I am moving slowly.
But the world of the three siblings is different. The passages are shortening on their own, and the corners are turning on their own...
It seems like the whole world is catering to them.
"That's for sure..." Taylor's physical strength has reached its limit. His whole body aches, and his lungs feel as if they are about to explode. "The entire spiritual world... is their world."
"Dad..." A ghostly voice sounded behind Fagal Taylor again.
Like an old tiger, the priest turned his head.
He knew that he could no longer run away.
No matter what happens, he must face the three children who disappeared in the orphanage ten years ago...
"It's time to pay off my sins..."
In Taylor's ears, the giant that emerged from the ground was wailing:
"You promised to take good care of them!"
Mrs. Dolins seemed to grab his arms again, her eyes a mixture of despair and madness: "Promise me, Father Taylor!"
The dusty, empty room flashed before the old man's eyes.
The priest closed his eyes and merged a ray of spiritual power into the delayed "Curtain" played for him by the moonlight.
The originally dull piano sound was released and suddenly became brighter.
The velvety canopy suddenly bloomed, including the priest and the three Dorins siblings...
The third sister and brother looked around in confusion.
In this airtight curtain, the priest raised the "Holy Book" and the rosary: "Children...
"Exorcism is my job...
"Forgive me for having to do this."
Moonlight sensed that the delayed release of "Curtain" he played for Father Taylor was inspired.
This means that the priest will try to perform an exorcism on those three children.
"It's really... not very optimistic." The pianist's eyes became gloomier - although he was not a professional exorcist, he also knew how deeply and stubbornly the viciousness had taken root in the souls of the three little ones.
"I hope Keane can protect you, Dad."
However, the pianist could only pray for the old priest for a moment.
Because there is still a big problem in front of him that needs to be solved urgently.
The dense sound of the piano converges into a dangerous melody.
The climax chapter of "Unnamed Nocturne", "Darkest", echoed in the corridor at this moment, even creating a rich black field that absorbs light...
At the center of the black field is the alchemical giant that seems to be absorbed by the black hole...
"The spiritual power manifested by the sound of the piano is indeed only Queen level..." The magician never expected that there would be a magic of the same level that could stop the "perfect body" imitator.
Moreover, the power of this strange music does not stop there.
He found that the imitator seemed to have fallen into a dark valley, which was filled with the breath of death...
This seems to be the "kingdom of the dead". In this country, the dead are strong and the living are perishable!
"Darkest" is a movement that reverses life and death, black and white.
At the climax of the carnival, the boundaries between life and death are blurred. Living people who mistakenly enter this place will find that the decayed ones are reveling in carnival, while what was vibrant in the outside world has now become lifeless!
Those originally fragile undead became strong and crazy at this moment; and the parts on the imitators seemed to be undergoing the impact of the torrent of time and were rapidly decaying...
The dead filled the valley, and the living could not move.
Looking at this scene in front of her, Yueguang suddenly felt something in her heart.
Amid the intense sound of the piano, a poem I once read came to mind:
“I found cemeteries everywhere.
“Houses that are full of life are also full of death, and this house is now.
"Street, ship, playground; Gregor, Minston, Philademonia -
“Everywhere is as full of dead as alive, if not more…
"Ah, after all, time is so long - there are many more dead than alive." (Note 1)
It was as if I had glimpsed the secret of this world that everyone ignored but was obvious...
Moonlight·1902 seemed to see a world full of tombstones.
In the night sky, the spiritual ring coincides with the Milky Way, its bright light even dims the lights of the urban streets...
Death is a common issue.
Time, so that everyone will eventually join the club called "Death".
There are more dead than alive.
As if he had gained insight into the true meaning, his fingers playing the piano became firmer and smoother.
If he had only learned how to play "Darkest" before...
So at this moment, he already fully understood this piece of music.
As if to be grateful for this "understanding", the darkness at the bottom of the valley became even darker——
Like a piece cut from the night sky, this darkness has completely swallowed up the alchemy giant.
It is trapped in the world of the dead and is rapidly decaying.
King, who was fighting hard, had insight into the situation of his teammates.
Although he suffered severe weakening punishment, the arrogant priest is still King-level.
The guard of the Kingdom of God did not look back, he just raised the holy hammer high and shouted out the surging faith in his chest:
“When you pray in your heart—
"He will be with you!"
The certificate of innocence on the steel mask lit up.
The call sign triggered a circle of transparent sound waves that swept across the entire corridor.
The dark valley created by "Darkest" suddenly became lighter.
As for the two teammates of the Divine Kingdom Guards, their original spiritual power and fighting spirit began to decline...
At this moment, he suddenly became high-spirited again!
It was as if the alchemy giant, which had been forgotten in the valley for countless centuries, moved again, its figure moving forward bravely, as if it had no regard for everything.
He trudged forward facing the deceased, and the enhancement accessories on his body were blown into the abyss by the wind of the sound of the piano...
Step by step……
Step by step!
Out of the darkness!
Behind the imitator, the magician gritted his teeth, used up his last bit of strength, and swung the sickle in his hand towards the pianist...
However, when the blade came into contact, the figure wearing a black suit and a pearlescent moon-white tie was shattered like the shadow of the moon in the water.
The pair of "Undead Charlie's tap shoes" appeared behind the alchemical giant, the starting point of its departure.
The magician and his puppet turned around suddenly, unable to tell whether what they saw in front of them was reality or an illusion——
A huge crescent moon illuminates the desolate land.
A twisted dead tree stretches toward the sky.
Under the dead tree, a young and melancholy pianist was playing passionately, regardless of whether there was an audience.
The world is as usual, the night sky is desolate and speechless, and the sound of the piano finally comes to an end.
At the moment when the last note was played, the alchemy giant that knelt on the ground shattered into pieces.
"Winner takes all", Moonlight·1902 accepted the magician's ancient spherical earrings.
At his feet was the unconscious "Clockwork Pavilion Magician". Moonlight, whose spiritual power was almost exhausted, looked at the direction where the chain was slowly entrenching with a slight breath.
Although he had won, he was still worried——
He noticed that Max's spiritual power seemed to have disappeared.
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Note 1: Excerpted and adapted from Whitman's poem "He whom I loved day and night"
