musicians of old

Chapter 915 The Composition of the Starry Sky

This horrifying scene, coupled with his prior experience of "emergency escape" in the virtual world, caused Fan Ning to involuntarily take two steps back.

But his breathing remained steady.

Dangerous elements always have to reappear; that's how they "took over" last time.

Moreover, before the Honkai world was reset, on that filthy tower top under the giant moon, I burned paper with this person for so long and talked about so many incomprehensible things.

Pogrerich pressed his hand on the "blade," its tip pointing to the ground, his tuxedo billowing slightly as he stared coldly at Mr. Wax's unsightly corpse on the ground.

One minute, two minutes
During this period, the efficiency of the Special Patrol Department subordinates remained as high as ever. More than a dozen corpses that had been "cleared out" were removed, and the remaining members of the force were controlled one by one, either ordered to squat down with their heads in their hands, or held up on either side, or directly handcuffed.
Three minutes, five minutes
As noon drew ever closer, the light and texture of the sky seemed to boil, and the phantoms of countless "ring ruins" overlapped, ground together, and rumbled. The "musicians" who had followed the climber up the tower also repositioned themselves in various spaces and times.

However, the overall atmosphere on the tower became even more eerie and static due to the motionless confrontation between the "two people and the corpse".

Inside Mr. Wax's hollowed-out remains, countless brightly colored "double-disc trematode" snails crawled out in greater numbers and further and further away. On the other side, the head that was rolling on the ground had its two drooping eyeballs pushed to a place even further than the head itself.

There was no sign of Mr. F showing up.

"Where is your opponent?" In the increasingly suffocating atmosphere, Fan Ning had to break the silence with a slightly lighter tone. "I went to great lengths to reorganize the game for you guys, and now they're gone?"

I originally thought that the first half of the process would be completed by "speedrunning" in a replica way, but now it seems that there was a big, unknown deviation from the very beginning.

However, given that all parties have new ideas, is it reasonable for dangerous elements to "lose track" them?
Pogrelic stared at the corpse for a long time before finally looking up at the sky.

"Keng!!"

At that moment, a deep yet sharp voice resounded throughout the tower.

In the center of the blood-red six-pointed star array, something slender suddenly rose into the air and hovered above everyone's heads.

It's not the remains of "Blade." "Blade," as the reset weapon used to clear the area, was pulled from the ground by Pogrerich and is still in his hand at this moment.

It is the "Sol Ruby" bow from the Van der Schaaf Collection.

The tiny offsets seem to be gradually accumulating.

The sharp light pierced by the bow cut a slit in the boiling sky, and all sorts of dark red, fleshy things fell down. The sky churned even more, revealing its contents beneath its surface—a dense array of celestial bodies, each with a different shape, texture, and color.

Or rather, clusters of pulsating organs within a dark red or grayish-white texture.

Fanning also looked up at the sky.

The second sight.

Pale, serpentine vortexes; towers composed of lightning and cracks; silent, desolate curves of ice crystals; colorful, sickly crows; amorphous, splitting cocoons; twin, withered and pulsating hearts; Bach's face composed of notes from the "divine theme." And many more, including smaller faces of other masters composed of notes from other art forms; and of course, that enormous sun radiating orange-red flames!

"In the past, the modern world had relatively more 'scientific' astronomical theories, and we can call anything outside of Earth the 'universe' for now. But in this old industrial world, where mysticism has been proven effective, what is the true nature of the outer starry sky?"

“Could those celestial bodies be the ‘New Moon’? But there are far too many celestial bodies, far more than any master I know. How can this be explained? Could there be other things similar to the ‘New Moon’ hanging in deep space?” Fan Ning suddenly remembered another question, a puzzle that arose after his elevation to the status of “New Moon”.

This is a question I never thought about so clearly when I last experienced "noon" and faced the same strange sight of the sky's surface being torn apart.

But Fanning has thought it through this time.

"Is this what the starry sky is made of?" he asked himself softly.

“This is the true composition of the outer starry sky,” Pogrerich said indifferently from the side.

Fanning nodded.

This is.

The projections that surge beneath the surface of the world, the outward manifestation of will—the “torchbearers” and “crescent moon” who are qualified to be called celestial bodies, the “forging lions” and “blade-wielders” who are like dust and meteorites, the lower and more mediocre ones who are not even dust, and of course, the eternal witnesses who are much larger in form!

Countless "noon" moments have given birth to countless celestial bodies, all piled up in the deep space of the universe. Most of them are dead beyond any hope of survival, along with the abandoned gates in the Radiant Tower, the abandoned Radiant Tower outside the Radiant Tower, and the abandoned Flowing Stream outside the Flowing Stream. They are forever slumbering in the filthy darkness. Moreover, putting aside the "dead" ones, those "living" celestial bodies or organs also appear to be in a different state, as if they have contracted some terrifying unknown disease!

The next moment, my vision became inexplicably clear.

The countless small black dots that converged toward the collapsing "junkyard" directly above transformed into human figures with clear faces and body shapes.

Many modern artists of the post-Romantic era.

With a soft "ding," the "Key No. 0" hanging around Fanning's neck detached from the necklace and slowly flew toward a musical score located near the center of a six-pointed star.

The sheet music, titled "The Secret Realm of Revelation," was being rapidly flipped by the violent airflow.

The order of time is about to converge, and countless cables related to "noon" will soon be bound together by a headband.

The midday sun began to set.

On the other side of the low-hanging sky, another red and green "noon moon" covered in wrinkles and mucus began to rise.

Therefore, there must be a problem.

The critical moment arrived once again, and Fanning's expression became even more serious as he rapidly processed, confirmed, and adjusted his subsequent response plan.

If Mr. Wax died mysteriously in the reset timeline in another way of "discussing the meeting point", and the dangerous elements really "lost track" him, then the subsequent "sunset and moonrise" should not have happened.
No, no. Regardless of whether we follow it or not, the prophecy of "sunset and moonrise" should always come true; it's destined. The "Viper of Truth" has already begun its activities, guiding people to "heaven." And with the end of the Romantic era and the emergence of bizarre modern art, the nourishment for the "Moon of Noon" is also prepared there in an unsolvable, overt scheme.
If we truly want to secure a glimmer of hope for the "New World," we must first find a way to sever the "pillars of the Trinity" of heresy—this is the prerequisite. Then, we must address the root cause issue mentioned above; otherwise, just like last time, although the "path" will be destroyed, the world will still enter a chaotic and garbage time.
A flood of emotions washed over him, and Fan Ning also recalled some unpleasant memories, such as the other "Fan Nings" he encountered before entering the tower, those who had returned and those who had brushed past him.

During this time, his gaze briefly drifted to the distance at the bottom of the tower, to that worldly realm that was too far away to be clearly seen.

Temporarily residing in the peaceful world.

"Master Fanning, during the preparation period for extracting the key from the collapsed tower top, did you have any additional contact with dangerous individuals? Has your mindset changed?"

In the final moments, Pogorelich calmly asked a question.