Durin's Diary

Chapter 148 How Art is Used

When Du Lin walked onto the stage, the audience was still noisy, but when the lights dimmed and the spotlights above followed Du Lin's footsteps, the entire auditorium fell silent.

As Du Lin walked, he looked at the stage. He was still looking for Anta, but found that the girl had already come up with the help of magic.

My good ally, you are here.

"I see you are looking for me, right?" The ally, with a flushed face, came to Du Lin with her doubts and affirmation.

Du Lin smiled and nodded: "Help me."

Then Dulin held out his hand.

Anta also extended his hand.

He and she held each other's hands and completed the arcane link in an instant.

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"They are only thirteen years old." Mrs. Dozer looked at the two children on the stage with inexplicable emotions in her eyes - a long time ago, she had also mustered up the courage to hold his hand.

Unfortunately, that was a story from a long time ago, so long ago that she had already forgotten his face.

Later, she did not end up with him. Some people said that this was the fate of being a princess; others said that this was the curse of being a princess.

In short, in the later story, she married someone, but it was not him.

Just like the goddess of fate, she is so noble that she never pity the yarn called life in her hands.

Her sigh made her friends around her sigh: "Youth is so beautiful, it makes us old folks dazzled."

The mages sitting together had different thoughts. Some came to watch the fun, and some came to see a joke. But now, they all felt that everything in front of them was too beautiful, so beautiful that they and them could not find any fault with it.

Because the arcane link is a heart-to-heart communication between the casters, it is impossible to achieve this without consistent and deep emotions.

One of them is a sixth-ring wizard, and the other is a fifth-ring warlock. Although they are different spellcasters, they can share the same breath and destiny like those partners who have lived together for decades.

What some couples who sleep in the same bed but have different dreams may never be able to do in their entire lives, these two children did in an instant.

This made Mrs. Doze full of jealousy, but she also sincerely blessed them - because such love was really beautiful. She had seen such a pair of magicians who were in love with each other before, but they were too rare, so rare that she had become accustomed to them.

Until today, she saw the miraculous fact, which made her regretful and alert - I actually wanted to do something stupid before. If I really ruined these two children, wouldn’t I become the person I hate the most?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Doze lowered her head and drew the holy emblem of the original creator on her chest.

I need to make a sincere confession for my stupidity.

The eyes of the other casters were full of complicated feelings. They were jealous of such a beautiful love, but they also sincerely wished the young lovers well. All the so-called differences were pale and ridiculous in their eyes.

But Mrs. Doze was still very curious because she didn't know what the two young children wanted to do.

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Du Lin cast an amplification spell on himself and then cleared his throat.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my elders and seniors, and my peers, whether you are a student here or have studied here before, on behalf of the Academy of Art, I welcome you to the annual Academy Festival." At this point, Du Lin smiled and nodded. "I am Du Lin, Du Lin Lily Ash, the guy you've heard so much about who wants to rid the film industry of its bad reputation."

At this point, the earth appeared on the screen behind Du Lin.

First there was barren land, then grass began to grow, trees spread their branches, birds landed, rivers appeared, and all things came to life.

“Throughout history, life has been called civilization, but civilization is actually a fragile thing, a product of chance.”

The oasis withered in an instant, life disappeared, the sun set, the moon rose, and a very realistic-looking necromancer walked in from outside the camera, successfully causing a wave of screams.

To be honest, Dulin has never seen a real necromancer in this world, but he has seen quite a few of their skulls - you see, there are so many demon hunters in Lublin, and powerful demon hunters always like to hang their best prey on their horses' butts, so Dulin has seen quite a few skulls of powerful necromancers since he was very young.

The necromancer scratched his face, and finally caught the eyeball that fell out of the eye socket with his hand and put it back, then he left from the other side of the screen.

"Life's ambitions, wars between nations, unexpected natural disasters—each of these evils can instantly destroy a civilization and all traces of its existence. Just like our ancestors, they existed, but we know very little about them, and we don't even know why they disappeared into the long scroll of history."

While Durin was speaking, the large screen behind him turned into the Red Zone. Of course, this was a ruin that Durin had created based on the stories of adventurers who had entered the Red Zone and survived, as well as his own knowledge.

But the towering buildings looked dilapidated, and on the deserted streets, the deformed creatures and aliens climbed over the hill of abandoned vehicles.

These detailed and lifelike huge pictures amazed the audience below.

"We used to use books to record stories and describe the lives of detectives and doctors." Du Lin said that at this time, the images of Holmes and Watson with curly hair were created for the first time, and the two people wearing costumes from another world were quickly recognized.

Doolin! Is that Detective Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson on the screen?

The Du Lin seniors in the audience asked in surprise.

Du Lin smiled and nodded.

"Before movies were invented, detectives and doctors existed only in our minds. Every reader has a unique detective and doctor in their hearts. But today, I have used a device to put detectives and doctors on the big screen. This is the detective and doctor I envision."

Holmes and Watson on the screen began to smile, and Watson took out two glasses and a bottle of wine from a cupboard that appeared behind him.

When Holmes said the origin of the brandy in his northern Sidney Lowland accent and Dr. Watson smiled and said cheers in the Northern Kingdom Highland dialect, the young seniors in the audience were all crazy with joy.

The senior students all held their faces with their hands - after all, Du Lin's casting was perfect, and the detective and doctor's facial models were perfect.

"Yes, ladies and gentlemen, movies and screens are supposed to bring us joy."

At this moment, on the screen behind Du Lin, the detective and the doctor raised their glasses towards the people outside the camera.

Then, Du Lin turned sideways to look at the screen: "Film should be an art form, recording fleeting emotions, recording our joys and sorrows, and letting the world see everything a life has experienced."

At this moment, on the big screen, a young boy holds the girl's hand and walks in the morning sun.

The music started, very softly.

The boy stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance. While the girl's attention was diverted, he kissed her face with a smile.

The camera began to move quickly in the direction of the finger, and then a wave of heavily armored knights appeared.

Ru Lin's lance was laid flat, and then the camera began to pull back along the point where the lance tip penetrated the alien species. The griffin knight who had abandoned his lance drew his sword and killed three flying monsters in succession in the sky. The griffin under his crotch was injured, and as it was wailing and descending, another flying monster pounced on it.

There were exclamations from the ladies in the audience, and the music gradually reached its climax.

The next second, the spell's rays hit the monster. As the latter wailed and disintegrated, a beautiful woman with long golden hair appeared in the camera. There was a horrible wound on her face, but after high-fiving the griffin knight in the air, she landed on a flat-top ship floating in the air.

Anta watched intently.

Because she had already seen it once in Du Lin's mind, she looked at it particularly carefully.

The woman began to run after landing on the deck.

There were grassland elves, dwarves in blue work clothes, and halflings who pushed out two rectangular alchemical structures that looked huge compared to her.

The integrated gun pod is ready.

On the big screen, the dwarf in red overalls shouted loudly.

The woman opened her arms, clenched her hands, and the alchemical mechanism floated into the air.

After running through a magic circle, the woman flew into the sky again with the rectangular alchemical structure.

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"What is this? An alchemical cannon?" Mrs. Doze was a little confused.

Master Mordel frowned. "Perhaps this is just the boy's new and ingenious idea. Let's see."

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The female mage crossed the deck and then began to dive without hesitation.

In front of her, the scorched earth and burning ground were visible to the naked eye, and the tide of greenskins seemed to have no end.

The camera then dropped rapidly, and on the surface, the original Creator's battlefield knight held a war hammer in one hand and a short-barreled Durin Type 13 rifle in the other. The battle line he was on had been riddled with holes by the green-skinned orcs.

After hacking to death the orc that rushed towards him, the knight used his last bullet to save his servant.

In the distance, the green-skinned orcs were coming like a tide.

Throwing away the burden of no bullets, the knight smashed his war hammer on the ground and began to ignite his faith, preparing to transform into a celestial being - this was a suicidal ritual, and the transformed knight would lose his personality and memory, becoming a celestial being who only knew how to kill greenskins until he died in battle.

But his servant pointed to the distant sky.

The camera raises up again.

The ejection port under the integrated machine gun pod is ejecting 20mm machine gun shells one after another.

The shells plowed the ground in front of the female mage, and she threw the lightning chain in her hand. Behind her, more battle mages used the rectangular alchemical devices on both sides of their bodies to attack the ground.

The knight stood up and looked at the orcs in front of him. At this moment, all the physical effects of the 20mm machine gun hitting the green-skinned orcs were perfectly presented to the audience. They were once powerful and shattered and fell like cut rice.

His lackeys cheered until a shell struck him on the head and lodged in his collar.

The audience, who were originally amazed by the exquisite images and tactics that were ahead of their time, all laughed at the unfortunate shot of the young servant screaming in pain from being burned.

Behind the two of them, the foot knights of the Original Creator walked out of the smoke-filled battlefield shoulder to shoulder. Behind them appeared ordinary warriors, holding spears, and holding the flag was a proud half-orc girl.

Shooters with long-barreled rifles emerged from the crowd and began shooting at the orcs in the distance.

The next second, the camera switches.

In the sky, a female battle mage was chasing a bone dragon in the clouds, with rain of shell casings thrown from under the integrated machine gun pods on both sides of her.

Two points behind her, there was a young male wizard. He only had a rectangular alchemical mechanism on the left side - it was a large-caliber long-barreled cannon.

As the huge shell was thrown out, everyone could see a ray of light streaking across the sky and hitting the bone dragon in front of him and her, and then the bone dragon began to wail and disintegrate.

Lens transition.

A gray-haired old man dressed as a demon hunter stood in the woods under the moonlight. Fireflies flew by, lighting up the appearance of the alien.

The next second, the demon hunter sprinkled silver powder backwards with his left hand, forcing back the demons, while at the same time, the silver sword in his right hand had already stabbed into the chest of the oncoming monster, pinning it to the ground. He released his sword-holding hand, drew a dagger from his waist, and his left hand had already held the alchemical oil.

During the turning process, a slow-motion montage of special effects of applying alchemical oil to the dagger was given.

The next second, the dagger stabbed into the demon's neck. The old demon hunter twisted it, and the demon's hideous head fell to the ground. The headless corpse was pushed to the ground by him.

The old witcher didn't pause, and sprinkled silver powder with his empty left hand. The banshee who was about to capture him wailed and appeared within the range of the silver powder.

The old witcher stabbed the banshee's chin with a dagger in his right hand, and with his left hand pierced through the banshee's bones that had been weakened by the silver powder, pulled out the corrupted heart from her chest and crushed it into ashes.

The camera changes again.

The moon elf ranger released the bowstring in his hand, and the arrow flew over the head of the halfling warrior who was stabbing the spear into the goblin's chest, flew past the human wizard who was casting a spell to incinerate the bear goblins, flew over the back of the head of the Vosso bear man who was holding a long sword to split the giant spider's carapace, and finally penetrated the eye socket of the werewolf who was about to stab the grassland elf below him.

The latter seized the opportunity, picked up the short double-barreled shotgun and fired a shot at the werewolf's chest, then raised the muzzle and fired another shot at the werewolf's chin.

The prairie elf boy with blood on his face pushed the werewolf's body away, stood up, and turned his head while reloading.

At this moment, the camera switched back to the girl and the boy. All the dust disappeared. She blushed, but still kissed him back boldly.

Then the screen went black and the lights came on brightly.

Du Lin stood there smiling. "In my eyes, film is just a lost child. It was originally an extension of art, the wings of imagination, and a vehicle for spreading beauty and power. It's people who have used it wrongly. So I hope that one day, film can become a true art in the hands of our generation... Thank you."

Having said that, Du Lin breathed a sigh of relief, took off the imaging device, and opened his arms towards Anta.

"I'm fulfilling my vows to you, am I not?" he asked with a smile.

"Yes, you said you would make the best movie. I believe you can do it. You are the best." The enthusiastic girl nodded and hugged him with a smile.

The conversation between them was spread by the loudspeaker, and some people in the audience, who were already applauding loudly, began to cheer.

　The song uses the music from Cody Sorenson's Rising Sun album of the same name.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)