musicians of old

Chapter 770 The Torchbearer

Twenty seconds.

This is a long hold time for a two-person hand-in-hand move.

"May Saint Lavoisier, the Illuminator, Scheler, the Patriarch, and Fannin, the Master, be with Janus."

As the applause and cheers rose, Pogorelich and Fanning turned sideways several times so that every citizen and camera on all sides of the Plaza de la Sacramento could capture the extraordinary summiteer of the year 916 from any angle.

Fanning scanned the faces of every person he met, observing their various emotions and feelings.

Just now, he felt the same strange illusion as the masters below, "the tide and filter receding rapidly". He even sensed the faint "rumbling" noisy vibration coming from the sky earlier than the masters.

But before he had time to think about the specific meaning of this change, a more magnificent and rich experience seized his entire mind - it was different from the feeling of upgrading to the "New Moon" at the beginning of the year. At that time, it was a kind of "spinning fire arrow" that penetrated and shuttled through the ancient palace gallery, and then the newly hung portrait broke through the dome and rose like a celestial body, and now.
Fanning felt that he was beginning to understand the relationship between celestial bodies and the deeper nature behind the starry sky.

At this moment, the feeling of looking down was no longer a powerful and majestic feeling. It was something that could be experienced with the "New Moon". He began to pay attention to the aggregation, collapse or cracking of various dust particles in front of him, as well as the gathering and leaping of light in space, the crushing and collision of star clusters, or the shaking of door hinges at higher places.

Fanning looked up, and the night sky seemed to come alive, because they were all there.

Because of his thinking, gazing, or lighting of the torch, people also felt that all the stars were shining in their hearts, and the world was like a torrent flowing into their own lives!
The sixth level of "Ge", the torchbearer!
Pioneer, master, and the man who brought the Romantic Era to an end!
A bizarre door of time and space has opened, and all the witnesses seem to be standing at the door of an unprecedented new era. No, it should be said that they have been pushed into that world with no way out!
There is no longer the romantic world of yesterday. The brilliant afterglow of the past has been written into the history of art. Everything that follows is a huge and chaotic roulette wheel, carrying the fate of countless living beings, and begins to rotate around the strange and unknown mysterious center!
In this way, the concrete world and the imaginary world become a secret contract, satisfying the witnesses at the moment. In this way, the various states of their bodies that were originally unrelated to each other finally have a reason to coexist, intertwine and interweave! !

"key."

"The key to the fourth divine gate, the 'Moon-Calling Gate'"

The raised hand had been lowered, and Poglieri, like tens of thousands of people, was still standing next to Fanning and applauding. Fanning began to imagine himself strolling in the Glowing Garden, which was very different from the past - in theory, this required dreaming, and the prerequisites for dreaming were meditation and sleep, but now there was none.

Spots of pink, deep purple and pale gold flowed across Fanning's body.

No, rather than flowing, it would be more accurate to say that these light spots almost constitute Fanning's body itself!

It seemed as if he could pull out the forbidden power hidden beneath the surface of the world at any time. The process was as simple as using a knife to cut a slit in a water bag that was stretched to the limit. Or, he could simply disconnect from the waking world and embrace the entire surging will!
Fanning knew that the time was ripe for promotion to the Order.

Or it has begun to mature.

Unlike the usual method of finding a remnant of the "Pleroma" and storing it, as a self-created key creator with the sixth-highest "level", Fanning felt that in the depths of his spiritual ocean, there was a trace of divinity that was completely different from history - a divinity belonging to Fanning himself, and also to the divinity of Scheele or Lavoisier in the past - that was about to be purified and precipitated!

If you try to pass through the "Moon-Calling Gate" now, you will have at least a 30% to 40% chance of success, and even if there is a 60% to 70% chance of failure, it will not be a big problem that will cause trouble.

It’s just that “is it because of climbing that one is promoted, or is it because of promotion that one is promoted?” If Fanning needs to clarify this proposition, he needs to personally prove it and personally open a path to ascend to divinity by “using art to drive mystery”, rather than the opposite promotion logic like the vast majority of those who executors.

Therefore, he must first completely complete the fusion of Scheele and Lavoisier, completely stabilize the state of the "Torchbearer", and then pass through the door of divinity with an impeccable argument.

If not, the program would not be complete, and it would still be impossible to announce to the secret history that the "result" of his ascension was entirely due to the "cause" of his artistic elevation. In this way, he would have violated his own mottos and principles!
It's only ten days or half a month.

Dong-clang-clang-clang-dong-clang-clang-clang-
The snare drums and drums struck in unison, accompanied by the sound of the double bass bow, and Janus's Royal Military Band played a majestic and compact march.

"How many of these people in the audience do you think need to be 'purged'?"

A faint voice came from Poglelich beside him.

"Haha, you asked the wrong person."

Fan Ning looked straight ahead, also gazing at the dark mass below.

He himself didn't know how he felt now.

The incandescent lights of flashes were exploding everywhere, and the clicks of camera shutters could be heard one after another.

This damn question, is it about "worm science" or is it just the excessive control of the authorities? Shouldn't I discuss it with the guy in the wheelchair? "Your advice is also your power, or responsibility," said Poglerich.

Fanning frowned.

He looked at the rumbling skyline in the distance, then turned back to ponder the meaning of "filter faded", and just when he was about to say something else -

wow-

Suddenly I felt something entering my eyes!
Into? Or splashed?
It felt like driving into a huge puddle, with colorful mud splashing all over the windshield in an instant. Fanning on the stage subconsciously lowered his head in discomfort and couldn't help rubbing his eyes!

felt it.

He felt it.

That malice!

After becoming the Torchbearer, the source is unknown and difficult to describe, as if it is a total malice coming from the deep space of the world!!
"Speak truthfully, speak truthfully, speak truthfully."

"Do you really think this sick world needs to be saved?"

"You probably just still have some worldly desires and want to have some fun, haha, haha."

"It's no big deal, don't rush it. It's no big deal, don't rush it."

"I and a few others will meet you under a sky where the rosy aurora and the blue lightning compete for color. That day there is neither night nor dawn, only the hour that prepares for noon and the hour that stops at noon."

"Prepare for the noon hour, and stop at the noon hour"

The colors in his field of vision suddenly became overwhelming, and layers of illusory and turbulent auditory and mental hallucinations began to emerge in Fanning's head, so much so that he felt that the eyes of the people watching him below in the square had undergone some ancient and strange changes.

"It was noted that there is a thing called 'Diplodiscus', which is a parasite that snails are infected with during feeding."

In addition to Mr. F's voice, there is also the voice of Father Vincent, as well as some extremely noisy voices.

Fanning took deep breaths, which was a normal human emotion and a completely excited image and emotional reaction of a climber.

He tried his best to control himself from rubbing his eyes, but he couldn't help but press his eye sockets and eyelids with his hands, while trying his best to stretch and stabilize his spiritual state.

After about a minute, the "windshield" in front of me that was splashed with paint was finally washed clean, and the layers of illusory whispers disappeared.

However, an extremely narrow layer of flowing soap film still remains at the edge of the vision of both eyes!
It’s just like the state when I first entered the abnormal zone!
"Why? Shouldn't it be low tide?"

"Other people's reactions didn't seem unusual, except for me after I was upgraded."

Poglieri seemed to have anticipated Fanning's uncomfortable reaction, which made Fanning think of what he said before the award ceremony: "The experience of those who reach the top of the art side will be equally bad."
"Then the trembling sky."

The omnipresent malice was hard to shake off, but after recovering from this experience, he didn't feel as uncomfortable as before. Fan Ning frowned and began to think.

"Look, what is that!?"

Suddenly, more and more people in the crowd exclaimed.

Fanning looked in the direction of the voice.

The change occurred in the southwest night sky.

It was not an illusion, the night skyline was indeed shaking, and then, as far as the eye could see, a blurry dark red short vertical line appeared!