"Are you suddenly making alchemy at this time?" Jiebo thought to himself. Could it be that his previous crazy state was a manifestation of a burst of inspiration?
Jiebo has generally agreed with this point of view in his heart, because according to the information he knows, Angel should be a reserved and self-controlled person, and will not suddenly behave so uninhibited.
"Interesting, what would an alchemy work inspired by inspiration look like?" Jiebo sat on the bottom of the sea, looking at the clear night sky after the waves had subsided.
On the other side, after singing for nearly two hours, the mermaid princess finally showed signs of stopping. Her throat was already a little dry. Seeing that her voice was gradually fading, the wizard did not blame her, so she slowly stopped.
When the mermaid princess stopped singing, the surrounding wind and waves seemed to subside. The knights surrounding her all came forward to guard her.
"Your Highness Princess, do we need to let the shell spirit submerge and return?" The handsome mermaid with black shells inlaid on her ears came forward and asked in a low voice.
The mermaid princess was also in a dilemma at this time. Judging from the previous attitude of the wizard, it seemed that there was no hostility. But now that the song is over, there seems to be no follow-up reaction from the other party. If he leaves directly like this, he doesn't know if he will anger the other party.
After thinking deeply for a moment, she said softly: "Let's wait and see."
Her Royal Highness the Princess has made her decision, and the surrounding mermaid knights naturally dare not disobey it. However, just in case, they gathered the little mermaids around them and hid in the Shell Spirit first. If there was a crisis, the Shell Spirit's defense would have a glimmer of hope.
At this time, whether it was Jetbo on the seabed, a group of mermaids on the coral island, or Dulu on the gondola, they were all quietly looking at the misty fantasy hanging in the sky, waiting for Angel's return. now.
Time passed little by little, and the night became darker and darker, but there was no movement at all in the illusion.
Drew felt a little anxious, wondering what happened to Mr. Pat. All the mermaids on the coral island have been feeling anxious.
Only Jetbo, which is almost completely integrated with the currents in the seabed, is calmly waiting for changes.
The variable that Jiebo thinks is the alchemical omen. Thinking about it, there must be alchemical omens coming to Angel's inspired work, but I wonder if we can judge from the alchemical omens what Angel is refining?
However, what Jiebo didn't expect was that the first variable that came was not an alchemical omen.
But a piece of beautiful and majestic music.
Jiebo considers himself a person who never knows how to appreciate music. Even the singing of the mermaid princess of the Luoge tribe was something he could hear.
But the music escaping from the illusion at this time seemed to evoke his long-sleeping heartstrings. As the music played, the entire sea seemed to be restless. As a son of the ocean, Jiebo could feel that although the sea had returned to calm, the aura of the sea suddenly changed with the music.
It was an indescribable feeling, as if the sea also recognized this music.
And this music also explains and expresses the sea.
As the music burst out, Jiebo could feel his heartbeat beating violently. This was something he had never felt when listening to music before.
What kind of music is this? !
Not only Jiebo, but also the mermaid tribe who also regarded the sea as their mother were all looking at the misty illusion in the sky in surprise. The music coming out of the illusion may not be perfect, and it may not be as stunning as the mermaid princess singing, but just by hearing this melodious music, all the mermaids seem to see an ebb and flow of eternity before their eyes. The eternal ocean.
The only person present who was unmoved by this music was probably Dulu. After all, he was missing an ear and his radio reception was somewhat distorted. In addition, he was a human and it was difficult to feel the sense of identity that a mermaid had.
But even so, Dulu still feels that this music is beautiful. The most important thing is that it does not have the charm of the mermaid, and it is much safer than the previous mermaid singing. It is also majestic, and every melody seems to have a wave rushing towards you.
However, while Dulu was listening to the song, he also had other doubts in his mind: "Where does this music come from? Could it be that Mr. Pat is playing the piano in it?"
At this moment, there was indeed something playing music in the fantasy realm in the sky, but it was not a person, but a teacup band.
Angel's eyes were red, and he was making precise manipulations with his hands very quickly, controlling the temperature of the fire, and smelting different materials with his magic hands.
Next to him, there was a teacup band that he summoned from the nightmare.
The song played by the Teacup Band at this time was the music that Angel had taught them before when he was bored. It was also today that Angel decided to refine the music box to match the songs.
The burst of inspiration is only temporary. If he wants to maintain the illusion in his inspiration, Angel must turn it into reality.
Angel decided to make a music box.
The reason why he chose the music box is that firstly, this fantasy requires music to open up, and he is also good at music boxes; secondly, when Angel saw the mermaid princess being guarded by everyone, his heart moved, and he remembered that Lady Mirror Princess once asked her to He refined an alchemical illusion.
The requirements of the fantasy world are that it should be sexy but not vulgar, it should have flesh and texture, and there must be a lot of masculine elements in it. And let Angel refer to the extremely obscene adult opera of Feast for the Dance.
Angel went to see it himself. What he saw in the feast and dance was only the "color" of heavy taste. He didn't find any so-called texture at all.
Angel had already planned to "sell his teacher for glory" later on, but he didn't expect Lady Jing Ji to go into seclusion, so Angel finally let go of the refining matter.
However, although Angel had not refined it for the time being, he had actually always had an idea in his mind. This time he saw the mermaid princess and her knight, coupled with the music and scenery at that time, Angel suddenly became inspired.
There was a scene of him making alchemy on the spot.
Of course, when Angel was refining, he didn't consider any male sex issues at all. He just faithfully reproduced his own inspiration.
Moreover, this is not a simple fantasy.
Angel can copy most of the illusions once he has seen them.
But the alchemical illusion he was refining at this time was different. Compared with the ordinary illusion, this alchemical illusion also incorporated a "thought" that he touched in the dark when he was crazy.
This thought, which he himself could not explain clearly at this time, was a wonderful concept that came to him when he was completely immersed in the mermaid princess's singing.
Angel knew very well that once he missed this inspiration, even if he perfectly reproduced the illusion next time, the thought would not exist.
That's why he worked so hard on refining, without even caring about time and place.
When the shell was almost finished, Angel had to take the most important step, which was to solidify the illusion nodes on the alchemy and integrate his previous inspiration.
Angel closed his eyes and completely let go of his mind. The previous scenes were sloping like running water. His hands were moving freely, as if they were completely out of his control, and the wonderful thoughts he touched in the dark were , blended into the fantasy.
What Angel didn't know was that he was completely distracted at the moment, and the music that had merged into the illusion began to escape.
Moreover, there is a strange fluctuation in this music.
…
Outside, it was already early in the morning, and the illusion in the sky had not yet dissipated.
The music that originally escaped has stopped for almost three hours now.
Even so, Jiebo was still thinking about the touch that music brought to him. He had never heard any song before, and the music alone changed the aura of the nearby sea.
The so-called aura change, Jiebo himself cannot describe, what kind of concept it is. However, an analogy can be made. For example, a person's aura was wretched before, but in the next second his aura becomes extremely holy. His appearance does not actually change, what changes is only a mysterious aura.
Of course, the change in the aura of the sea that Jetbo noticed was not such a drastic change, but a subtle change, probably a clearer and brighter feeling.
It seems that this music fits a certain context of the sea.
Jiebo himself also tried to fit in with the context of the sea by humming this music, but it didn't work. Is there any special way to play the music played by Angel?
Just when Jiebo was confused, the music that had stopped for a long time suddenly escaped from the illusion again.
Jiebo immediately put away his busy thoughts and planned to seriously experience the wonders of music.
But when he listened to the music again, his pupils suddenly shrank.
When the music poured into his ears, Jiebo felt that his eyes suddenly changed. He seemed to have come to another world, where the ocean was roaring and raging -
Jiebo is sitting in a small boat, swaying in the violent waves, trying to survive in the cracks of the tide.
If it were before, Jetbo, as a body of the ocean, would not be afraid of this raging sea at all.
But in this world, Jiepo doesn't know who he is, and all his memories seem to be blocked.
He only knew that he was a fisherman struggling to survive on a small boat.
The terror of the sea was revealed to Jetbo's eyes for the first time.
At each wave, Jetpo had to find a fixation on the boat. Moreover, he has to choose a way home amidst the waves.
But lightning, heavy rain, hurricanes, and tsunamis are all blocking Jetbo's return home.
As he watched, a huge wave tens of meters high swept up the boat. The boat rolled and Jiebo was thrown away. Although he finally managed to hold on to the side of the boat, he was still in danger. Most of the body has fallen into the sea, only the head is still floating on the sea.
The fishy smell of sea water kept pouring into Jiebo's mouth and nose, and he felt as if he was about to die.
At this moment, a singing voice came from nowhere.
With his last glance before dying, Jiebo looked at the source of the singing. He vaguely saw something glowing in the middle of the waves, but what he saw was not clear.
It wasn't until he was completely dead that he saw some hair from the edge of the tide and the hem of his skirt blown by the wind.
Is there anyone in the waves?
Jetpo opened his eyes suddenly.
He kept breathing heavily, and it took him a long time to recover, and found that he was actually still at the bottom of the sea... The strange experience before seemed to be just a dream.
But everything in the dream is so real!
As a son of the ocean, he felt the threat of the sea and the fear of death for the first time! And who is the last person singing in the waves?
However, he could no longer care about these problems. After Jiebo slowly came to his senses, he noticed that he had made too much movement just now, and even the big turtle looked over.
Worried that Angel would find him, Jiebo quickly turned into water bubbles and merged into the sea.
But just when half of Jiebo's body turned into foam, his expression suddenly froze: "My bottleneck... seems to be looser?"
