Overturned Tower

Just like between tasting delicious food, drinking ice water with lemon can reset the sense of taste.

After the melodious hymn was sung, when the music named "Symphony of Destiny" by Qunqing roared, it shocked almost all the audience.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

Four rapid notes, like knocking on the door, suddenly and powerfully grabbed the hearts of all the audience. A surging sense of fear surged across the screen like a boiling heat wave, as if a scorching, scorching black devil, like a huge black devil returning from hell, came to the world with a scorching flame storm.

Those white-haired and white-eyed synthetic human children all have heavy and serious faces, holding the instruments in their hands tightly, and playing the solemn and solemn music with all their attention.

It was as if an invisible force was generated within them—if they didn't just grab the instruments in their hands, they would be swept away by the storm.

But as the music progresses, the imminent, heavy, and majestic fear is getting closer and closer. The black scorched human figure has already strangled his throat, and the rebels have already tightened their muscles and burst out with the greatest strength. Keep your eyes open and look at each other!

In the midst of this overwhelming fear, it seemed that resistance could only enter a kind of psychedelic dream.

As the second movement sounded, the rhythm became more relaxed and the strength became weaker. On the faces of the synthetic people, there was a kind of sadness.

It's like the high-level executives of Tongshen Island have decided to "abolish" all synthetic humans.

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The meaning of existence has been denied. The huge black human figure is like an illusory shadow that does not exist, approaching with a destructive storm—that is by no means a complete and fundamental despair that an individual can fight against.

Even if he is already an extraordinary thing, a sage, and a hero, he still has no ability to resist in the face of a behemoth like the "Seven Giants".

The time of death is set. What can be cherished is only the few days left.

If you give up resistance here, maybe you can no longer be so painful.

It's not something to be ashamed of either. Because that is an enemy that cannot be fought, it is "fate" itself. It is the root that is doomed to be destroyed when it comes, when it is born—

—In the final analysis, they are just "experiments".

Whether it's the small-scale experiment itself, or the origin of these synthetics-synthetics have the vast knowledge of human beings for generations, and the intelligence comparable to the top human wise men. They died in the bottomless abyss of philosophy, of course they can also understand that they will never be the forerunners and representatives of the next era.

If synthetic human technology is determined to be the future direction, then members related to "elf" or "dragon" will definitely be mixed among them. In this way, it is ensured that the ruling class in the current era can also become the upper class in the future.

But, not even one. Not to mention elves and dragons, there are not even children of well-known scholars, top wealthy businessmen, or "heroes".

The "making materials" of synthetic humans are basically children who were cheated, robbed and stolen. Regardless of whether there are parents who support this kind of research and are willing to sacrifice their children... just because the experiment itself requires that these synthetic humans cannot leave the laboratory without permission, and cannot leave the researcher's sight range, it is impossible for anyone to voluntarily participate in it .

They are just outcasts.

This is the "destiny" that has been determined from the very beginning, before their birth.

Destiny itself is the looming shadow, the gigantic demon, the powerless and invincible enemy.

If they give up at this moment... no one can criticize them, right?

Synthesizers thought so too.

They live quietly in the laboratory, waiting for the arrival of their fate, and enjoying the tenderness that every day may be the last. They take care of their researchers, accompany these researchers who are also deprived of the meaning of existence... accompany these researchers who are like fathers and mothers, teachers and friends to them.

Some are crazy, some are in pain, some are drunk, and some are lost. There are people who live as if they are dead... and there are people who have chosen to die before they are "destroyed".

Synths, however, do not shed tears. They accompany them tenderly, like sensible children, young parents, and also like their friends and partners.

It was a soft, indifferent, sad whisper.

The spirit of the audience has been fully invested in it... They feel that they are staying here too. This kind of "peace and joy" that can only deceive themselves is also a portrayal of the happy island.

And with the end of the second act.

In the third movement, new and youthful power is pumped out.

He was as hot as the sun, as hot as fire. It's like a hero waking up from a dream before death—like Russell who understands the nature of himself and the monkey-faced eagle, and knows the end of the world.

He broke free from that gentle and powerless dream, and opened his eyes. A white, blazing, sun-like sacred flame danced in the boy's hole.

The flames were like tears, flowing from the child's hole, engraved on the face, and fell on the hands. Immediately afterwards, the hero whose throat was strangled by "fate" gradually ignited this kind of flame all over his body.

Under the persecution of this flame, "destiny" began to appear powerless. The hero's confrontation became powerful, and he slowly broke free from the giant hand of fate.

Immediately afterwards, "Destiny" also became ruthless. She used stronger and stronger strength to grasp the hero's small body with the strength of both hands.

— Outside the screen, Russell is also wearing fully-shielded headphones, listening to the children's performance immersively.

"Come be a hero, Russell."

A voice like hallucination sounded.

The sentence that changed my life, and even pushed the whole world in another direction, was also the part that awakened the hero.

It was not a mechanical performance, but filled with the emotions of several lifetimes—synthetics are not cold machines, their emotions are stronger than humans.

The "hero" in this scene is exactly their impression of "Ultramarine".

"Fate" is also showing its entity.

Not just elves. Not just companies. And not just dragons.

Rather, it is a sun composed of countless human heads, brilliant, near the earth, and near twilight...

— and not even the monkey-faced eagle itself.

It is the symbol behind it, the root of all tragedy...the fate itself of "their world is dying".

Why are those lofty elves and companies not in this approaching storm of fate?

Even if they are pushed out of this life-saving boat, it can only delay their death.

And with the injection of a high-spirited force—like a hero finally took up his own weapon.

The key point lies in the sacrifice of "Saar".

The opportunity he fought for the hero gave the hero the opportunity to completely break free from the shackles of fate and take up his own weapons.

And at the end of the third movement, the fourth movement sounded without warning.

Just as the image of the hero fighting the storm pulls away...

At this time, the audience can realize that there is a torrent of reinforcements coming behind the hero.

The brilliance surged up like a monstrous sky, and the power that surged like a mountain torrent was connected together, a pure white storm rose from the ground, and the pure brilliance bloomed on the earth—

The sky is full of strange light and splendor, like the Holy Spirit showing off its power.

Only a thousand suns can compete with it.

That is the most sacred struggle. It is a high-spirited and overwhelming victory.

Although there is no chorus in this symphony, it seems that people's laughter and the triumphant songs played in the crowd can be heard at this moment. Among them, the brief return of fate and the hysterical struggle are instantly overwhelmed and completely submerged by the momentum like an overwhelming momentum—that comes from the will to survive, the strength of unity, and the brilliance of hope. It is the desire for "more than this" destiny, and the determination to ignite the soul, burst out strength, and defeat fate.

The story of this movement is different from the previous ones.

It does not happen in the past, but in the future.

It's not that Russell made any promises to these children. But after they witnessed everything, the will to "believe in Russell" was born naturally.

Although he is not a human being, he has seen the future of mankind one step ahead of everyone else.

From this point of view, these synthetic humans who are destined not to be pioneers have finally become the forerunners of human beings in another field.

"Brilliant victory..."

Russell muttered in a low voice, his tense body slowly relaxing.

The symphony had ended for a while, but his ears seemed to be haunted by the brilliant and bright triumphant song.

-Buzzing.

I really did not choose the wrong song.

The Symphony of Destiny... that is, the Fifth Symphony in C minor created by Beethoven, which was once rated as a magnificent masterpiece "as long as there is music in this world, it will be passed down from generation to generation".

Basically, it can also be regarded as a top-level "hole card" in any cultural exchange with other worlds. It can be said that even if it is taken out in the "last scene", there will be no violation of the king bomb.

…but sadly and ironically, it has really been lost in this day and age.

This world is undoubtedly the "future" of a certain earth.

Theoretically speaking, it is indeed possible to find the score of "Symphony of Destiny" through archaeology.

However, it was not given to Russell by Thrall.

It was written by Russell himself.

The reason why Russell named him "Sarl" was because Thrall had already sacrificed himself and was unable to refute his lies; secondly, it was to commemorate Thrall as the last gift to this true "hero".

No one will remember that it was "Thal" who saved these millions of people.

But rather than saying that Thrall had the idea of ​​"sacrificing himself" and "giving up his life", he blossomed into brilliance...

Rather... it was a relief to finally be able to close my eyes.

I have been waiting for a long, long time... Maybe I was afraid at first, but then I was looking forward to it. But in the end it has become numb.

It was a rare relief that the fateful "final moment" had finally arrived.

After waiting for more than a thousand years and guarding for more than a thousand years, the elves have also reached their limit.

That is to say, in recent years, there have gradually begun to appear name-bearing elves who abandon their "fate"... who want to directly fulfill their own destiny, and refuse to "wait for the time their own destiny needs in the future" to come; almost Tovatus, who broke his cans and was not afraid to be an enemy of everyone; Amirus, whose destiny was "persistent" but began to be flexible; Nitibas, who pursued the fate of "stars" that he could never see in his life; After seeing the birth of the "sage", Thrall, who was ready to take over the shift...

Even though they gained a long life span, more than a thousand years have passed... those first-generation name-bearing elves have almost all begun to age.

Famous elves like "Tokifat" and "Towatus" have been passed down to the second generation.

And their spirits have reached their limit.

According to Russell's current thinking, the plan determined by the ancients at the very beginning...maybe it was wrong from the very beginning.

They chose eighty-four people as the forerunners and guardians of human beings, as the hope for the rebirth of civilization; they also preserved the best human beings as specimens of civilization—but they never thought about the nature of these elves, their His spiritual core is, after all, just a mortal.

It is a mortal who has life and death, joy and sorrow.

They couldn't even fully bear the thousand years of living on this planet... How could they bear the endless, endless darkness and loneliness when the spaceship was sailing?

From this point of view, the elves and dragons did not leave this planet immediately, and I am afraid that they are not just indecisive, trying to find an answer to the problem before they have to abandon this planet.

Rather, they actually understand in their hearts...

The "final plan" that the ancients made for them may not be of much use.

They themselves are the executors of the plan—they cannot fool their own reason.

And this is why Russell let these "synthetics" play the symphony of fate.

All the elves are bound by the shackles of "fate" and become slaves of "future".

Everything they do seems to be for the "future". But every choice they make proves that they are still greedy for the possibility of "now".

Maybe it is because people live for a long time, they will become cautious;

Or it may be that after the soul is frozen, it loses the vigor that burst out when it ignited the soul and gave up everything.

This song is played for those people...so that they can have the courage to stand up against the company and against the elves.

At the same time, it is also played for the elves, for those famous elves who have survived from the last era~www.wuxiahere.com~It is also for them to have the courage to resist the dragon, fight against fate, and break the sky.

—Abandon the last extravagant hope.

— Give up this self-deceiving dream.

as well as…

"—break the shackles."

Russell murmured softly.

It, too, is a composition for Russell himself.

The pure white flame burning in his childhood seemed to become more violent in an instant.

The "Leviathan Wall" that restrains him in the depths of his heart and keeps him just a mortal... is also the "Leviathan Wall" that protects them from sinking into the subconscious depths of the group—

At this moment, it is finally fully opened.