Chapter 397 The Final Dissonance
"We can think about that kind of thing after we get back on the train!" Xing showed a righteous look like an unknown guest, "For the future of Pinocchio, let's move forward towards the Harmony Festival!"
"oh...!"
San Yueqi could only raise his right hand and shout, still thinking in his heart how to trick An Ming into the bedroom without letting Fu Xuan and Liuying find him.
Alas... the difficulty is as high as asking her to fight a star core alone.
Liuying held up the screen of her mobile phone, which showed the precise countdown of the Harmonious Music Ceremony: [03:29:16], and the time was still decreasing.
There is really not much time left for them!
"Tsk, luckily we have found the location of the theater, otherwise it would be too late," Fu Xuan said with a light sigh, thinking that the robin was an opponent far beyond his imagination, which was much more difficult to deal with than Huanlong's shallow conspiracy aesthetics.
A truly difficult villain to defeat does not necessarily need to be extremely powerful, he just needs to have a just purpose.
They may be twisted or crazy, but their ultimate goal is to make the world a better place. Such villains are the most difficult to deal with.
Because you can never really defeat her mentally.
"Um...is there something wrong with the birdcage?" San Yue Qi suddenly discovered that the birdcage hanging high in the sky was emitting a dreamy light, as if it had turned into a cradle of order, controlling the entire dream.
"Is that a robin?"
Liuying saw a giant projection of a robin appear in front of the birdcage. She was standing in the center of the large theater in the birdcage, holding a microphone.
She once gained freedom, but at the cost of losing An Ming.
She doesn't need that kind of freedom.
The lyrics that save a heart from sorrow sound softly, yet are transmitted to every corner of dreams. This time there is no accompaniment, only the ethereal voice of a robin.
"Birds are born with no Shackle~"
The singing spread to the twelve dreams, and the panic and sadness disappeared wherever it passed, and people turned to look in the direction where the singing came from.
The first thing to collapse was the top of the tower-like building. Pieces of bricks and tiles turned into fragments of dreams, flying towards the birdcage like meteors, building a new world.
The song of the robin has never been so sad, as if it was telling the truth from its heart.
These songs could never make her happy, and the lyrics were tearing her heart apart every second.
The billboards that were originally bouncing on the street were also sucked into the sky, turning into streams of light and merging into the birdcage.
"Pinoconi's dream is about to collapse?!" Xing only felt dizzy, watching the sky and the ground in the distance being peeled off one after another, turning into the most original dream fragments flying into the sky.
This scene was extremely dreamy, but also extremely cruel. Pinocchio's dream finally began to collapse at this moment. The cornerstone of the Garden of Eden created by the robin was slowly disappearing.
However, the people who were listening to the song just followed the direction where the song came from, and walked towards the "sky" step by step as if they had lost their minds.
The sky of Pinocchio is beautiful, but more people have died under this sky. Many people, like Annie, have completely lost their dreams in this land of dreams.
The robin will change all this himself and lead everyone to the unseen place.
What's wrong with the Garden of Eden? You don't have to think about anything, and there is happiness that is hard to achieve in a lifetime.
"They are going to jump!" Fu Xuan bit her lower lip lightly. She did not expect that the robin would be so determined and not even leave any way out.
It’s better to say that she never intended to retreat!
"I'm here!" Before anyone could react, Liuying had already transformed into an iron cavalry, stepping on the collapsed dream boundary like lightning and sweeping all the people who had fallen into the abyss back to the temporary safety inside.
An Ming leaped into the air and caught all the people with his gentle sword energy, while his mind was still quickly thinking about how to respond.
If I had to say it, there was only one way left, and that was—
"Give me time to strike with the sword!"
An Ming shouted loudly and rushed into the sky with Wuye in his hand.
"Since you've said so," Fu Xuan had no intention of sitting idle, so he deployed the Qiongguan Formation to temporarily isolate some order. In a sense, it could also be considered a remote confrontation with the robin.
But as mentioned before, the power possessed by the robins in Pinocchio is by no means an ordinary power. To be more precise, Pinocchio is now the territory of the robins.
It is a true dream that no one can escape from.
"Xing, do something at this time!" Sanyueqi also wanted to help, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she could not do anything except raising the bow and arrow.
Xing laughed dryly: "Miss March, you really think too highly of me. Do you want me to go and hit the robin with a baseball bat at this time..."
"How about I carry the speaker and you turn on the switch?"
This way, I can feel a little more involved on March 7th and not feel like a waste... ?
"I can sing after all!" San Yueqi said seriously, but she was too embarrassed to sing because her face turned red. But at this moment, what's the use of singing?
The world is going to end, and here she is singing?
You mean, the final battle with the boss was to sing? How could she have such a dream?
"The way robins spread order is through singing. Maybe it really works." Xing felt more and more credible and showed a surprised look. "March, you are simply a genius, but here's the problem. I can't sing."
If this is just a nightmare now, once Xing starts singing, it will completely turn into a reincarnation nightmare.
"If this can help An Ming..."
San Yueqi's eyes became determined, and she also wanted to do something.
She took a step forward, towards the crumbling dream, and her eyes reflected the beautiful dream fragments falling into the sky.
Everything in front of me is so familiar.
She had seen this sky.
Once upon a time, she sang for someone under this sky.
San Yueqi thought of the Ferris wheel he had seen before, but now it has turned into crystal pieces and disappeared.
"Falling asleep on the Ferris wheel~"
“I saw the whales in the clouds getting older”
The singing on March 7th was not loud, but it was the only dissonant note in the orderly melody.
It was not the first time, but I had fallen into the same dream, which once contained the discordant notes of dreams and love.
The dream, which was rapidly collapsing, suddenly stabilized. March 7 was fighting against the song of the robin, offsetting the influence of more order.