I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

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[Survival until dawn: 05:51:16]

There are still more than five hours, but now every second is a torment for Lu Jian.

The charred "person" in a tuxedo was also immersed in his own melody. The melody was treacherous and changeable, and each note jumped as if it had its own will, jumping from the keys and flowing into Lu Bian's ears. , beating his eardrum.

Lu Bian felt that his thinking was stagnant again, like being stuck by some kind of semi-solid gel, and it was difficult to generate even a single thought.

This situation made Lu Bian think of Suona.

When he was blowing his suona, he seemed to be in a similar state.

Are those who listened to their own suona, the same as Lu Bian now?

"!"

Lu Bian thought of the previous situation, and his brain suddenly became clear.

Now the sound of the piano he heard was not just ordinary music.

This is some kind of melody with extraordinary power that can interfere with human consciousness.

Du Danping also has similar power?

The system prompts that he is the 233rd God's Chosen One, that is to say, there may be more than 200 others before?

Du Danping is one of them?

"I see."

In the stagnant thinking, Lu Bian understood everything.

"Du Danping has some kind of talent or the qualification to enter the Quiet Place, and thus obtained extraordinary power, just like me, he may have chosen [musician]?"

"Using his extraordinary power, Du Danping used the sound of the piano to confuse the people in the entire theater hall, so even if the fire has spread, these people are still unmoved because their consciousness has been disturbed!"

"But if Du Danping caused all this, and he really had these powers, why did he die here?"

Lu Bian's thoughts tried to break through the barrier of the piano sound and regain control of his body.

But no matter how hard he tried, he was just like a puppet, becoming more and more sluggish, and even the light in his eyes began to dissipate.

"Must have to break free from the control of music playing. Only music can beat music"

Thinking slowly, Lu Bian caught the flash of inspiration.

This melody obviously affects people through hearing. So, it is only necessary to destroy the hearing to liberate from it?

Without further consideration, a silver revolver appeared in Lu Han's right hand.

In the mind, the revolver magazine jumped, and a silver-gray bullet was aimed at the barrel of the gun.

In the phantom, the revolver was aimed at Lu Bian's brain.

boom--

There was a silent gunshot in Lu Bian's ear.

The bullet easily broke through Lu Kian's skin and penetrated into his brain. Along with the invisible void, some kind of force above rationality began to destroy and change Lu Kian's vocal structure.

A certain melody came from his open mouth.

"Good luck comes to wish you good luck, good luck brings joy and love, good luck comes to us, good luck comes to us, and good luck prospers and spreads all over the world"

The passionate singing of "Good Luck" reverberated in the theater hall, and the sound interweaved with the sound of the piano, forming a strange harmony.

The melody in his ears was destroyed, and Lu Bian felt that the strength of his whole body had returned. He continued to utter a high-pitched female voice and sang "Good Luck" repeatedly. For a time, in the elegant theater hall, the magical piano melody and Joyful pop songs collide, creating a strange atmosphere.

While singing "Good Luck", Lu Bian ran towards the stage, the crowbar in his hand clenched tightly.

As long as Du Danping's undead can be eliminated, the sound of the piano will stop.

The next moment, several model dolls suddenly appeared.

These mannequins are dressed in tattered formal clothes, and the eyes drawn by the two figures are strange and strange. Their movements are as if they are being controlled by someone, slow and jerky. The road to the stage.

The model puppet stretched out his hand towards Lu Bian, those stiff palms were cold and hard, with a creepy and creamy touch, they were about to grab Lu Bian's body.

"Good luck and good luck"

Lu Bian didn't stop singing, and at the same time, he waved the crowbar in his hand.

click -

Some kind of cobweb-like light and dense thing covered his brain, making Lu Tian use the crowbar in his hand accurately and skillfully, as if he was born a good crowbar, and the bones in his body are made of crowbars. the same.

With the most extreme force, the most precise angle, and the most perfect direction, the crowbar hit the model doll standing in front of him.

The head of the model doll immediately flew out, raised high, and before it fell to the ground, Lu Bian swung his stick again, smashing the forehead of the other model doll.

"Good luck brings joy and love"

Lu Bian still repeated the joyful singing in his mouth. In this happy and peaceful singing, another model puppet was knocked away by a crowbar.

Lu Bian, like a god of war, took three steps at a time, and reached the piano.

At this moment, the melody of the piano has reached its climax. Some kind of eternal, magnificent, indifferent and cold power seems to be contained in this melody.

Crowbars followed.

pat-

The charred, rotten, broken player, hit by a hard crowbar, disintegrated and shattered with almost no resistance.

The playing stopped abruptly.

The movements of the model puppets stopped immediately, and the frames became terrifying and terrifying pictures.

"That's it?"

Lu Bian waited for dozens of seconds before he stopped his re-reading singing and returned to his normal appearance.

He looked at the corpse that had disappeared with the wind and turned into ashes, and Lu Bian felt that something was wrong.

If you don't hear the melody, you will have almost no room for resistance, you will be taken away from the control of your body, or even lose consciousness and be slaughtered by others.

If you don't have it, even if you can get rid of the control, it will be extremely difficult to break through the block of the model doll and kill this undead of Du Danping.

In this case, is such a task still the difficulty of [Mortal], the same as [Friends Under the Bed]?

Is there a problem with this mission evaluation or is there any deviation in the land trip?

Thinking of this, Lu Bian looked around, and there was silence.

The moonlight didn't know when it became dim.

He raised his head.

Beyond the broken dome on that side, there is a dark night.

The moon has swept across the gap, dotted with stars only seen in the wilderness.

Among the stars, there is one of the most dazzling bright stars, and the light at this moment is spilling from the gap.

With the starlight shining, some kind of information poured into Lu Bian's brain, which was wrapped in thick spider web-like knowledge.

Some kind of knowledge conveyed through the melody that has disappeared.

He knew that this bright star was one of the brightest stars in the sky throughout the year.

Some kind of call came from above this star, spanning the distance of time and space.

With this light, a certain grand, indifferent, absolute force began to fill the entire theater hall.

Lu Bian finally knew the whole picture.

He understood what Du Danping had been fighting against until his death, even after his death.

He stared there.

At this moment, in Lu Bian's eyes, Aldebaran was clearly visible.

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===022. Aldebaran is clearly visible at this moment ===

In Lu Ting's mind, the knowledge pouring in along with the melody has been shattered.

He could only vaguely know that this star seemed to belong to a certain great being, that he possessed a mighty power far beyond the gods imagined by human beings, and just the ripples caused by the power were enough to make people fall into eternal madness.

And now, at this moment, in the ruins of the Jiangcheng Grand Theater, the power of that god somehow resonated.

The reality is distorted and the underlying cognition collapses. It only takes a moment for the human beings in this area to completely destroy their rationality and become worm-like slaves.

"Jiangcheng Grand Theater is in a delicate position. Every once in a while, such a situation will occur."

"Du Danping may have come here to do a mission, or he just happened to meet the moment when the power of the gods was surging"

"The ordinary people present have fallen into madness and are about to become servants of that great existence."

"Du Danping used his performance to balance the two and try to save these people"

"It's just that there was a problem with the electrical switch due to the impact, and the fire spread and engulfed the theater"

"Du Danping's undead, I don't know why, stay here, whenever Aldebaran lights up, it will start to play"

"And today is the day with the strongest influence!"

Lu Bian woke up.

If he is so indulged in the piano sound of Du Danping's undead, his consciousness may be affected to a certain extent, and he will eventually fall asleep and witness his undead, and he should be able to unlock certain secrets.

But now, after defeating Du Danping's undead, and without anyone playing, the Jiangcheng Grand Theater and its surrounding areas will be completely covered by Aldebaran's brilliance!

"I triggered the hidden plot and increased the difficulty of the task."

Lu Jun could feel that some kind of drastic change was taking place in the air.

His hair stood on end. This was a reaction from the most instinctive and deepest fear of human beings. Thousands of years ago, when human beings had not yet formed the present society, they had already realized the fear.

The civilization formed by mankind for thousands of years collapsed suddenly after a glimpse of it dozens of light-years away from this planet.