After transmigrating into a god, I saved the tyrant who destroyed the world

"What is this? This voice that brings joy, satisfaction, and sadness, what is it?"

All the people who heard the sound of the piano had this confusion in their hearts.

In the market, the shops that keep adventurers out are no longer whispering.They looked at each other in a daze, and then looked at the outsiders who stopped one after another.

Inexplicable tears slid down their cheeks at the same time. This tacit understanding helped them break through the hidden barrier at once.

"Thank God! Let us feel this unprecedented happiness."

Shouting, they walked around behind the wall-like tables and chairs, regardless of you and me, and hugged each other tightly.

Meanwhile, lifeless residential areas.

Of course, the children, who were confined at home because the adults were working, heard the same voice.

"... so familiar."

"It's such a familiar voice, it feels so familiar, it's...that big brother! It's the big brother!"

The closed black box was opened unintentionally. Although only a small gap was opened to allow a little light to penetrate, it was still enough to make people who had never seen the light still remember it.

Pulling the window that dare not open, the children's eyes fell into the same light.

With their immature voices, they tried to imitate the songs that the big brother hummed when they played with them.Even if it is too rough to make a tune, it is perfectly integrated into the music that is heard all around.

Many more people heard it, and the reactions were all very different.

Perhaps, these people will find that, just in a trance, the city of Rafael has become completely different from before from the inside to the outside.

The spirit is extremely relaxed.

The silent heart seems to have begun to recover.

Peace is written on every unfamiliar face.

The long-lost sound of the piano sent the happy people to sleep in the peace.

perhaps--

There is a lost legend that no one should know by now.

On a quiet full moon night, if you are lucky enough to come to the eastern sea, you will be able to see a dreamy scene like a call:

In the night sky, the brightest star hangs, and the beautiful sirens leave the deep sea and rise to the surface one after another, bathing in the cool moonlight and singing.

A giant silver dragon flew down from the dragon island suspended in the air. The dragon's wings spread out, and the silver scales flowed with white lights, as if pouring starlight onto the sea.

It is said that the place where the dragon landed is the center surrounded by sirens.

That's where the island of the gods is located. The temple of the sun god is not in the sky, but is located here.

It's the singing... no, it's the zither accompanied by the singing, which attracts the dragon and all the creatures who are immersed in it.

The benevolent and tolerant god bestowed abilities including singing on all living beings, and allowed them to research and improve themselves, and the earth was full of vitality.

And the rumor that "the sound of the piano will attract the dragon, and following the trajectory of the dragon, you can find the place where the god is" has long been spread all over the world.

Every full moon night, countless fanatical believers surround the coast, anxiously looking for the trace of the giant dragon in the night, trying to follow it and land on the mysterious island.

Of course, they didn't want to do bad things, but simply wanted to come to the temple, kneel down far away, and express their piety to the greatest existence in their hearts.

There is only this temple of the Sun God, and it is still isolated from the world. What a pity for the sun-loving creatures.

"We also want to go to worship in person!"

"That's right, those mermaids with long tails are too cunning, and so is that dragon. How come they are the only ones who can get the special favor of the sun?"

Jealousy is unavoidable. If it weren't for the fact that the other races being excluded are afraid of the gods being sad, and the vast sea is the absolute home of the sea monsters, the war would have broken out long ago.

The rumor that the sound of the zither could usher in a giant dragon spread quickly.

Those who want to imitate the sound of the piano they have heard before, want to attract the dragon first, and then let him lead them to find the island of God.

This method seems to be feasible, but in fact, it has not been successful once.

Not only because the mellow music floating on the sea is so beautiful, listening to it will make your body and mind feel like a sea of ​​honey, and everyone will fall asleep sweetly if you don't pay attention.

When he woke up again, the sun had already appeared high above his head, and he missed the opportunity just like that.

There is another reason.

The dragon was rather dismissive of this cunning plan.

Because those imitated sounds are only noisy, which can be called crudely made, not one-tenth of the sound of the piano he loves.

He can distinguish the direction of the real piano sound from the countless noisy noises at once, no matter how far away it is at this time, he will rush there immediately.

Julong is very proud of this, and this favor that thousands of people envy and envy is the only preferential treatment he has received.

Even the closest siren has no chance to go to the island, let alone get close to the always bright and brilliant temple.

Passing through the layers of green shade formed by olive branches, stepping on the night that penetrates from the hollow of the circular dome, the shrine shrouded in light white is in the depths of silence.

The four arches leading to the courtyard are open, and the laurel trees form a sheltered green wall. You need to hold your breath, walk lightly, and slowly walk around the outside of the green wall to see the back of the god.

The glow that overwhelmed the moonlight stayed here.

Carrying them, the beautiful long red hair hangs down on the grass, like a bright sky fire.

'It's no use being jealous, I'm already here! '

Thinking of this, the dragon's heart beat faster and he didn't dare to make a sound.

But it doesn't prevent him from being proud in his heart, like a childish ghost who has successfully competed for favor: "Look, sure enough, the one he loves the most is me." '

Turned into a human form, his red eyes were extremely hot, and he tried his best to suppress the strong desire, so that he would not directly smash through the green wall and rush over impatiently——

In fact, there is not much difference.

With a short distance left, he forcibly turned a few steps into one.

Not daring to interrupt the unfinished playing, and not daring to touch the god's body, the giant dragon squatted down beside the god's legs like a well-behaved and obedient beast.

After he became a human, he was also a big one.His short, stiff light red hair was scratched by himself to vent his restless and eager emotions.

Although the sound of the piano can completely soothe anxiety, the two types of anxiety are not the same, so the effect is not obvious.

While indulging in the beautiful music, the dragon is still looking forward to it.

I hope that this noble existence will stop earlier, turn around gently, and look at me gently with those golden eyes that can't help but move my heart every time I look at it.

Well, Julong Xin said, the sound of the piano is really nice, but it is more important for adults to read it earlier. If you can reach out and touch him a few more times, then of course it will be even better!

After I don't know how long.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the chant of the siren not far away also disappeared.

The dragon came out of his intoxicating trance and raised his head quietly.

"My lord..." His Adam's apple twitched, his eyes showed strong anticipation, and he didn't know how he looked like a big dog frantically wagging its tail.

"I happened to be passing by here, and I just happened to hear you playing the piano, and I just happened to—ah, no, this, anyway, I just came here without permission... That, please forgive me!!!" The dragon is not very good at making excuses.

Fortunately, the god he has a crush on is very understanding, and doesn't mind this being self-explanatory.

The adult smiled and said, "Didn't I promise you before? If you want to come, you can come here anytime, so you don't have to be so careful."

The dragon was overjoyed, as if he had won a complete victory on the hidden battlefield, not to mention how sweet it was.

"Sir, thank you!"

He felt that he was the happiest dragon in the world, and he couldn't hold back his complacency for a moment. Taking this opportunity, he boldly said what he would not have dared to say for another 100 years:

"If you need it, as long as I hear the sound of the piano, I will rush to you regardless... Although I can only contribute a little, or you don't need it at all, but I—"

Even knowing that he is insignificant, he still wants to protect the only god.

The giant dragon, that is, Feier, even if he was reincarnated once, he still remembered this arrogant "promise" he made unilaterally.

Memories of past lives are lingering in the mist, slowly turning into rising bubbles.

A few days ago, he was disturbed by the remnants of the underworld, and lost the "counterfeit" that occupied the body of the sun god.

The tracking marks left on the counterfeit disappeared, and I knew what was going on without thinking about it.

After finally crawling out from the pile of undead, Feier lost his life and couldn't find him in a short time, so he was really angry and annoyed.

The huge loss happened for no reason, as if to imply that he made a big mistake in this step, wanted to blame himself, wanted to regret and wanted to redeem, but there was no chance.

—but why should he repent?

"It's just a counterfeit. It's completely useless except for its body! No, damn, that idiot is not so strong when he gets angry."

On the ice field covered with sunflowers, Fer turned around in a fretful circle, muttering hatefully, but the voice in his heart was not like this.

It wasn't all the anger of losing an important "trade item", at this moment he was in a state of disarray.

A certain guess actually appeared in Feier's heart long ago.

It's just that he didn't want to believe it, and he used various reasons to convince himself, but he couldn't stop unbelievable thoughts from repeatedly appearing in his mind.

This time it would have been too.

"Where did those two guys go? Even if there are bastards from the underworld, how could they run so fast..." Fer was thinking uneasily.

suddenly.

As if pressing the pause button, the dragon fell silent without warning.

He actually heard the sound of the piano coming from far away.

Logically speaking, it would be impossible to hear it, and the faint trembling could not travel so far.

But he just heard it.

Not only that, at this moment, Fer's red pupils shrank suddenly, called the impossible light of hope descending, and he couldn't restrain himself in an instant.

"Roar--"

The huge silver dragon appeared on the spot, and he moved without stopping.

Memory... No, the imprint imprinted in the soul was revived, and Fer ran to the place where the sound of the piano sounded, without spending time looking for it, the location was directly displayed in his mind.

After roughly smashing through the magic barrier, he rushed all the way to the front of the person playing the piano.

"..."

"........."

Fer's gaze finally fell on the familiar face of the man.

It hasn't changed from what he saw before, but what's going on, his mood is completely different from the past.

Even though the red-haired boy was in chaos, his appearance was extremely bright. Anyone who saw him could not see anything else in his eyes—including the huge statue behind the boy.

The boy didn't raise his eyes at first, his eyes were covered with a faint haze.

In fact, his posture for playing the piano is not standard. The head of the piano is resting on the knee of his right leg, which is folded up separately. The whole teak-colored harp is placed obliquely between the left and right legs, leaving only a little gap.

But just looking at him is enough. With him here, these details are never deliberately paid attention to.

Delicate and white fingertips, brushing against the crescent-like strings, like flowing water in the mountains, like gushing clear springs, are also the whispers of spring.

"……what."

The stubborn suspicion and disgust quietly faded away.

He was stunned for a long time before he managed to look away and saw the harp being held in the arms of the man.

It is also the appearance that appeared in the memory, and the evidence seems to be more vivid.

"You..." Feier took a step forward subconsciously, "No, it's you, are you back? You, really, are back..."

- Bang!

An abrupt wrong sound stood between them, very refreshing.