The stage of the Whalefall Hall is like a huge bubble in the sea, surrounded by the deep sea. The ever-ending falling whale that was once transformed by Dr. Franken and suspended above the stage has finally given up everything and become a skeleton quietly displayed on the seabed.
The musicians of the Ocean City Philharmonic Orchestra were silent in the blue, waiting for tonight's protagonist.
The spotlight cast a cone of light in the dark blue, illuminating the piano master in a white tuxedo. Moonlight, combing her back, greeted the crowd in the darkness, and then walked towards her piano.
What's interesting is that he is accompanied by a short follower, whose almost tubular figure is also wearing a special white tuxedo.
Not only that, Smeagol had a top hat pressed on his head, covering his brain floating in the solution.
He followed Yue Guang somewhat awkwardly and cautiously. The pianist salutes to the conductor of the Philharmonic Orchestra and to the musicians.
Smeagol followed suit and gave a slow salute, but he remembered to hold down his big hat to avoid causing a scream in the hall.
The pianist sat down, and the music-turner stood to one side nervously, holding his hands. Through the gap in his top hat, he saw the audience was packed with people.
Moonlight raised her hand. There was a hint of strange green in the depths of his eyes.
"Start playing! Play the Raleye Suite in this dark place! Play "In the Corridor of Eternal Sleep"! It doesn't matter whether it is purified or not! Let everyone dance in their dreams!..." He could hardly restrain himself from stamping on him. That kind of passion and impulse, his eyes were even more obvious in green, and the symbol of the hypercube shone brightly in the depths of his soul... Just when he was about to hit the keys, he saw a little candlelight among the figures sitting in the first row. .
It was a mask, and in the mask was the churning sea, and the ark that was as steady as a bright lamp. Sean held his chin, sitting in the front row and staring at himself seriously.
Oh, so annoying. The pianist sighed in his heart, and the green color in his eyes receded. He calmed down and began to play according to the track... Under Sean's supervision, the skipping Moonlight finally played step by step.
Not only that, he quickly found the state and quietly mobilized his spiritual power, so that every sound of the piano contained the power to cleanse the soul... After playing eleven movements in succession, this time finally came The final song of the Purification Concert.
The last song is still "Death and Rebirth", which Moonlight once played in Whalefall Hall. But this time, he added more bright and flowing elements into his performance.
Shortly after the stomping music started, a miracle happened on the stage. Even though most of the people sitting in the audience are ordinary people who are not so keen in inspiration, they can still see the music played by Mr. 1902 shining on the stage.
The artist expresses his will vividly through wonderful interpretation. People can see music flowing like a pure stream throughout the hall, sweeping away the stale, bloody, depressive and distorted things that have accumulated in people's souls.
Solemn and ethereal, full of hope and free and elegant. Everyone can feel that what this wonderful performance reflects is a pure heart.
Sean Dickinson, who was listening in the audience, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his good brother immersed in his performance: after all, it was still the same moonlight.
The Raleye Divine Feather may have made him a little crazy sometimes, but the essence of his soul has not changed... The sound of the piano penetrated the thick glass and the sea water, and was heard by the creatures in the sea.
A family of killer whales felt that the sound of the piano was very familiar during their cruise, so people saw another strange sight: more than a dozen killer whales, large and small, swimming quickly around the stage.
From time to time, they emit distant calls in response to the beautiful music, like the natural musicians of the Philharmonic Orchestra forgotten in the deep sea.
Pressing down suddenly and then popping up lightly, the white hand stopped in the air. The playing ended, and the entire hall was enveloped in a holy shimmer.
Tesler, who was sitting in the box, looked at this scene in disbelief. At first, he invited Mr. 1902 to play, just hoping to strengthen his spiritual purification project through music.
He did not expect that this concert would have an effect beyond imagination. He could feel that the trauma and madness in the hearts of those who attended the concert were almost healed.
In the aftermath of people's shock, the mayor of Ocean City stood up first and gave his applause.
Amid the surge of applause, Moonlight forgot to thank him because he saw those killer whales.
He ran over with surprise on his face and greeted them through the glass. He suddenly felt like he had seen these magical elves before, but he couldn't remember where...but that didn't matter.
All encounters are reunions, and as long as they are reunions, they are worthy of gratitude. People applauded for a long time, and some shed tears.
The killer whales stayed in front of the moonlight for a long time, and everything tonight seemed to pay tribute to the pianist in the ocean.
Ocean City always leaves great memories for Sean and his team, no matter what time they visit. However, no matter how beautiful the reunion is, there is a time to part. The cruise ship to the New Testament will finally arrive today, and Sean and his party are ready to leave.
However, they have another task on this trip home. Since the dream-stealing professor Lehman is a king-level explorer, according to the industry system, he must be escorted by a higher-level explorer, so Arthur Merlin shouldered the task of escorting him. Sean and his entourage who returned with Arthur naturally Also help with care.
Before the ship arrived, they arrived at the Foundation prison where Lehman was temporarily imprisoned. At this time, Lehman got rid of the influence of Bi Nong and Rhapsody and had woken up.
When he saw Sean through the cell door, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "In the sea of twilight, the little rookie who once wanted to hide when he saw the angel of resurrection has now become a giant in the industry...
"It seems that the saying is correct - God favors explorers, but it is particularly partial to some people." He obviously knew that Sean had obtained the Lord of Sunset.
There is still such an intuition when it comes to the king level of dream power.
"You don't really think you can master that kind of power, do you?" Lehman looked at Sean provocatively,
"Who could have imagined that the residue of a dream, accumulated over many years, could be burned to the point of destroying a spiritual body?" He stood up and approached step by step: "Sea of Glimmer... Don't you Understand the meaning of the existence of the Lord of Sunset. Stomp
"The energy of residual dreams can only be controlled by me who specializes in dreams.
"You can keep it for me first...
"He is destined to be mine." Sean didn't care about Lehman's provocation. What concerned him was that while Lehman was speaking, the Lord of Sunset in the bottle world seemed to sense Professor Stealing Dreams. exist.
He suddenly went berserk. The world in the bottle followed his will, and many figures of Professor Lehman appeared around him. All those figures fled, and the Lord of Sunset released yellow lightning without restraint, burning those imaginary Lehmans into pieces. ash.
A massacre. Hatred is still the meaning of his existence. Sean raised his hand and sealed Lehman's mouth according to the escort procedure. The latter hesitantly protested.
He seemed not to hear at all, but was lost in thought about Lord Xihuang's situation... Stomping
