musicians of old

Chapter 905 Daylight!

The scene suddenly changed.

But after Fanning broke through the reliefs in this "Leipzig Cathedral," he simply entered the elegant, courtly-style corridors of the "Gap in Time" level.

The "length" of the excavation was insufficient.

Fan Ning frowned as he sensed the faint, rustling sounds coming from the passageway behind him again.

That thing is destroying the "musical logical structure" that it has carved out itself!
He immediately introduced the second theme of the final chapter.

This juxtaposition of two themes without any gaps may be somewhat unusual, but Fanning has writing experience with it, having used it in "The Wildflowers Tell Me," and she can apply it with ease here. Thus, in measures 7 to 14, the trumpet roars wildly and ends with triplets, returning to the key of E minor.

"Crash!!"

In the corridor of the classical hall, Fanning crashed directly into a fountain at a crossroads!

He continued the escape route he had "carved out"!

This time, it seemed as if they had once again jumped into the Bayreuth megalithic temple built by Wagner's ghost.

Fanning couldn't help but look back. Through the "hole" he had come from, he could still vaguely see the "elegant cloister" and the layers of the "Leipzig Cathedral" deeper inside.

Then, a cracked face of Bach appeared in the passageway.

Fan Ning quickly turned her head away.

Although this horrifying scene was avoided, the entire passageway was once again stained with profane colors and became even more precarious.

If musical logic is destroyed, then these leaps and deliberations at these levels will become a cycle of self-referentiality.

In such a critical moment, only new themes can provide immediate and effective impetus for further exploration.

However, anyone with basic common sense knows that once a musical theme is introduced, it needs time to evolve and develop.

If one keeps introducing one theme after another, but only randomly in one place, the work will become ridiculous, the logical structure will fall apart, and the mystical function will also fail!

But now, we must continue drilling forward!
In this critical moment, with no other choice, Fanning's inspiration suddenly ignited, directly leading to the third theme!

In measures 15-26, a series of block chords resound throughout the Bayreuth Theatre, with the bass emphasizing the 1-5-1 progression amidst heavy echoes, pulling the E minor key, which had just been about to develop into something more complex, back to the straightforward and cathartic state of C major.

Fanning crashed into and shattered a granite boulder!

The passageway was extended and advanced again.

He frowned as he looked up at the extremely high, jagged cliffs.

Still a long way off!
In section 27, there is a juxtaposition without any transition, and a large torrent of string patterns is poured out by him through the control of the guitar!

Even a fourth theme has emerged.

If any student in the world dared to write a composition like this, they would be angrily rebuked by their teacher as "absurd" in the next moment. Even if a composer dared to write it like this, he would probably be disgraced.

Which game starts by listing four things side by side?
However, thanks to his mastery of the "Secret of the Endless Journey," Fan Ning managed to make these four themes distinct, providing him with four waves of new momentum to carve out a sufficiently long escape route in the virtual space, while also ensuring that their internal laws were intricately connected, so that the entire work did not fall apart.

"Wow!!"

The entire wide and turbid waterfall was cut open by the sharp blades shot out by "Illidan," creating a gap that interrupted the flow.

Fan Ning barged in and stood once again on the barren, saline-alkali ash-filled wasteland.

Still a little bit.

If the long series of passages that were previously carved out were to collapse, everything would likely repeat itself, and we would return to the despairing depths of the Leipzig Cathedral.

Fanning gritted his teeth, his divine instincts burning fiercely, and the "Unending Secret" was operating at its limit. From measure 38 onwards, the horn form reappeared, all the previous elements and motifs were shattered and reassembled, and a new material appeared, shifting the music to A major!

Five themes.

In a short final exposition of 53 sections, Fanning miraculously created five unprecedented themes on the spot! Moreover, these themes were juxtaposed seamlessly, and the overall logic of the work remained completely intact!

Music is no longer just sound; it has become a direction, a kinetic energy!
Fan Ning launched a resolute charge towards that logically non-existent "end point"!

"boom--!"

The bright white space in front was forcibly torn open by the door, and mirror-like fragments exploded and flew everywhere!
Fanning plunged into the path of light, formed by pure musical will, and ran for her life. The path flickered erratically, with blasphemous colors rushing in from both sides, trying to close the gap.

With each step taken, a powerful beat of the symphony resounds, and the rules beneath our feet shatter a little, revealing a brief scene below—all the previous cyclical layers of the illusory realm lie beneath.

Fanning is like someone running on a rapidly freezing lake, only able to delay his fate of being completely trapped by constantly trampling on the ground!

The path was about to collapse, and the thing was almost touching his back. Fanning leaped forward suddenly at the climax of a diminished seventh chord!
The sensation of not having my feet touching the ground has finally changed.

Fan Ning broke out of the void.

He returned to the outside.

He had anticipated this and projected the Southern Kingdom projection at the same time to prevent his mind from being destroyed after facing the great terror.

Sure enough, it was already “dawn” outside.

Even inside the "sanctuary," a cloyingly sweet and nauseating fragrance instantly assaulted the senses, like the burnt smell of dried pus from festering sores, the stench of burnt rubber like a broken circuit, and the odor of rotting fruit. All of these combined to create an aroma that could overwhelm any sense of smell.

This world is terrifyingly bright, and terrifyingly noisy.

Within a hundred-meter radius, everything projected—clouds, waves, coconut trees, swings, even the windows of the composer's hut, or a flower on the ground—was "screaming" wildly! They were even dissecting their own bodies or "organs"!
The boundary of the entire blue sky and white clouds began to peel off, just like cheap wallpaper.

"Take it back!"

"Hurry! Get the smallest one!"

Fan Ning, seeing stars, barely managed to hear Joan's voice.

The sound was characterized by the faint, flickering sound of a flute, as weak as a candle in the wind, filled with a tearing noise, as if her throat and fingers were bleeding, yet she was still forcing herself to play!

Fanning cursed himself under his breath and quickly shrank back the boundaries of the "sanctuary".

Finally, it was controlled to the point where it was almost glued to the surface of one's body.

Amidst the roars and nauseating smells, he finally saw the world a little clearer in the daylight.

The light acquired a viscous weight, pressing down on people's bones and making them creak. All shadows were forcibly erased, and objects completely lost their three-dimensionality. The whole world became a combination of flat surfaces, slowly deforming like melting candy!
The vivid scene was so bright it stung his retina. Fan Ning felt as if his brain was being branded with smoke. Suddenly, the "Night Watchman's Lamp" in his arms trembled slightly. He looked down and his heart sank.

The starlight river that was almost perfect and flowing in the lamp cavity was now being forcibly pulled away at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into thin streams of light that flowed toward the bright green sky above!

The "Moon of Noon" is eating these "starlight"!
With the Southern Projection still providing close protection, the consequences of prolonged exposure would be unimaginable! Amidst a chorus of roars, Fan Ning violently shook his head a few times, forcing himself to clear his head. His gaze pierced through the maddening stacks of two-dimensional planes as he urgently searched for his target.

That place is both the source of the collapse and the final possible point of conflict on the path to the "new world"—

A tall tower.

Fanning saw it very quickly.

But
Despair gripped my heart in an instant.

Why is it still so far?