Chapter 224 224. Weaving movements and creating magic plants
Symphony, as one of Cloya’s unique tricks, although it is music composed of pure magic power, the visual effect is not bad.
The moment Croya played and performed the symphony, his robe with blue clear starlight flew out one after another, intertwining and combining.
It was like a long scroll was suddenly pushed open by force. Inside were countless magical patterns, various emotional villains and patterns, people, elves, monsters, and magical plants.
It even includes the womb sea of Atlantis, the land in the north, and the rushing Terai River... Anyway, it's everything Croya collected.
Obviously he was playing music alone, but it was as if countless people and creatures suddenly appeared, forming a huge orchestra playing together.
Even the glow of the Angel of Qin was suppressed at this moment, and the scroll belonging to Croya spread out like wings that covered the sky and the sun.
The Angel of Qin showed a very obvious look of surprise, and there was also a hint of hidden nostalgia.
A long, long time ago, He also heard such a great movement, including the great movement of all things in the world.
He didn’t make any move, and was instantly hit by the unfolding picture of the symphony.
The never-ending sound of the piano stopped, and the glow was instantly covered by the light of the symphony.
The massive magic power orchestrated by the symphony does not conflict violently with the divine power of the Angel of the Piano. Instead, it is assimilating the power of the latter, just like this all-encompassing picture.
Even the Angel of the Piano, a divine envoy created by the Creator, will be assimilated into the scroll and become part of the symphony.
This is the scariest part of the symphony.
Everything is a movement in a symphony.
After releasing the symphony, even Croya fell into a state of exhaustion. He reluctantly continued to play and raised his head to look at the Angel of the Piano.
This is already one of his strongest attack magics.
If this doesn't work, then he can only indulge his magic power and turn the gentle sunlight into a bright light of destruction.
The figure of the Angel of the Piano quietly emerged in the symphony. He did not resist too much, but allowed his figure to leave a mark on the movement scroll.
That was the seal of an angel wearing a dress and holding a harp.
This means that the symphony did cause harm to Him, but it was just not enough.
'Do you really want me to transform...' Croya sighed softly.
But the angel of the piano said:
"The son of man."
This voice is a gentle tone that is indistinguishable from male to female, and every ups and downs seems to be playing. A gorgeous piece of music was transmitted directly into the mind, and only Croya could hear it.
“This is a wonderful movement.”
“I am willing to leave my imprint in your movement for you to drive. This is a pleasant experience that makes my Power lives on in the sound of music.”
“But I’m sorry, I still can’t stop my mission.”
“From the moment I arrived, the pulse of the earth has started to move. ”
“However, I will invite you to play with me”
His body shrank rapidly, from a majestic body of more than 20 meters high to a body of only two meters high, and came in front of Croya.
The Angel of the Piano stretched out her hand: "Come on, let's play the music of the earth together, and convey what you want to express to the sleeping Mother Goddess of the Earth."
"Put me in The responsibility is transferred to you."
"Do what you want to do."
Cloya looked at His hand and took it without hesitation.
He was already very satisfied with such a result. No matter how special he was, if he wanted to beat the angels of God at level five... that would be incredible.
At this moment, the platinum halo around him quickly disappeared, and finally turned into a voice that echoed in his mind -
"Compose your music."
Croya kept these words firmly in mind and came to the sky with the angel.
Endless holy light and extremely terrifying glow magic power washed over his body, but they were all repelled by the starlight-filled robe and three rings of different colors.
The angel who had taken out his harp again made a gesture to him - which meant that he would start.
This was of course a big challenge for Croya, but he did not flinch, but was very excited.
In the past, he always tried his best to make sure nothing went wrong, but now he suddenly had to play like this, just like dancing on a tightrope. The dangerous but exciting feeling made his adrenaline surge.
After taking a deep breath, he started playing.
"The Earth Tremors at the Time of Advent".
Of course Croya doesn't know some of the legends in the Church of the Mother Earth. This music is actually played when the earth is hurt and when people are about to suffer a doomsday-like disaster.
The consciousness of the Earth Mother Goddess will begin to repair the damaged earth and comfort the people who are desperately struggling in the disaster.
However, when Cloya began to play with his magic power, the warm radiance belonging to the sun replaced the coming power of the earth with the deep and solemn music.
Just like a sleeping person who felt a group of people begging next to him and wanted to wake up in a daze, it suddenly stopped and was replaced by warm but not hot sunlight.
This kind of warm and slightly sweaty sunshine is the most comfortable to sleep on.
So this person simply turned over, muttered a few words, left the matter to Sunshine with peace of mind, and continued to sleep.
This is the situation now: although the divine power from the earth will still be gathered according to the mission of the Angel of Qin, the method and method of gathering has changed from the Angel of Qin to Croya.
Croa knew the mission of His coming: to repair the cracks in the earth, and to fill Mifein with the bright holy light, so that he could become the next divine messenger to descend into the world's eternal body.
To be honest, this task is quite troublesome.
This is the task of calling Him, and it cannot be changed.
If he wanted to make changes, Croya could only rack his brains to think of ways to achieve his goals without hurting his friends.
“Alas, let’s take a look at the Orpheus Oak first.”
Everything has its own priorities.
He decided to take a look at the situation of Orpheus Oak first.
However, when he saw the scene deep in the earth, he was stunned——
Deep underground, the huge crack was surrounded by wooden planks from the Orpheus Oak Divine Ship, one after another illuminated by blue magic light.
It has been completely disintegrated. There are no longer formed magic patterns on the wooden board, only some scattered magic that cannot be spliced together.
It can be seen that some liquid like sea water is slowly gathering towards the crack, which contains powerful natural magic power, as well as... the consciousness of the oak tree.
“!!!”
Cloya, who felt this scene through the magic of the piano sound, was suddenly stunned. Sadness surged in his heart. He did not expect that even if he rushed there in person Nothing could stop the death of Orpheus Oak.
Even the eternal magic power he engraved has entered the abyss crack like a wound, which means that the soul of Orpheus Oak has also entered.
The horrific scars were slowly restored by the natural consciousness of the Atlantean sea and the magic power accumulated by the oak tree for six hundred years, but the magic power overflowing from it has not weakened at all.
The Angel of the Piano felt that Croya was stunned and reminded: "The son of man, the little guy who harvests spiritual energy."
"I know." Croya put aside his sadness temporarily, He concentrated on guiding the magic that filled the earth.
He was so focused that he didn't realize that his golden magic power had the last bit left. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to feel the power at all.
This power extends not to the depths of the earth, but to... the underworld.
......
The magic power that was gathered into Mifein's body gradually became gentle from the violent cramming infusion at the beginning, and first restored the former's physical strength and magic power.
Then, as if cueing him to perform magic, they gathered into the shape of ears of wheat and floated gently.
“You are, Croa, right?”
Miffin was not stupid, and he noticed this immediately.
Maisui nodded immediately.
Then the wheat ears continued to sway, expanding into a miniature wheat field, covering the entire Yavana Sacred Mine and the surrounding topography.
Seeing this scene, Mifein immediately knew what he should do. He took the initiative to accept the power of the earth and light, using his body as a transfer station for magic power.
The golden ears of wheat and the white holy light combined, spreading around him with him as the center. The harvest aura he used was essentially a variant of the divine power of the Earth Goddess, so of course it could be used with the help of divine power.
With Croya's help, the sunlight falling from the sky began to clear away the bugs, mushroom men and other monsters that were attacking various frontline bases, and also turned the earth golden.
In the earth that was originally covered with blood and desolate gray, the wheat ears condensed by natural magic power broke through the soil layer tenaciously, revealing new sprouts.
In just a blink of an eye, the entire underground city where the Yavanna Holy Mine is located was covered by wheat fields. Even the most seriously injured people will recover immediately as long as they come into contact with the ears of wheat.
Some magical patterns like light strips began to appear around Mifein, which was a precursor to the arrival of the divine envoy.
Now that all the prerequisites have been met, He is about to come.
Without Croya’s help, Miffy would definitely be under control by now. But with Croya's help, he can release all the magic power of the angel's arrival.
Even if it cannot really affect the outcome of the arrival of the divine messenger, at least it can do something with his power.
Mifein's mood is very stable, and he is not unwilling to become a vessel for the gods at all. He just does his best to expand the golden wheat field.
At this time, the Cardinal of the Holy See of Light, who had returned to the ground and met with Beverselis and the bishop, saw this scene.
As if he had seen the devil, he looked up at the angel playing the piano in the sky and the young man sitting next to the angel.
"Are you sure you only summoned the Angel of Joy?" He couldn't help but ask: "Tell me, who is next to Him!" Two angels!
How could two angels suddenly appear!
And the most horrifying thing is that another angel seems to be taking the dominant position. The brilliant light shining from his body is like the warmth of the sun.
Of course the God of Light has the authority of the sun, but only one of his followers and envoys has the power of the sun, and that is the archangel Asclepius.
It stands to reason that they should be happier when a divine messenger of this level comes, but the problem is that this divine messenger... People hate conspiracy and conspiracy the most.
Although they are longing for the power of the gods, in a sense, it is indeed a conspiracy. If Asclepius was really Asclepius, he would probably be killed directly.
So they really didn’t dare to make a sound at all, for fear that they would be noticed. After all, they could suppress the Angel of Qin’s dominant position and possess the power of the sun.
Then it’s just Asclepius, right?
……
Although Croya felt a few of them through his power, he didn't do anything to them. He was trying to coordinate the power in Mifein's body.
Since the arrival of the divine messenger is an unchangeable fact, he must let Mifein take the dominant position, at least not let the so-called divine messenger occupy his body.
I have already lost a friend, and I must not lose a second friend.
In order to accomplish this goal, he first guided Mifein to use all the magic power from the angel's arrival to maintain the transformation of the surrounding environment. He also thought about all his magic and trump cards, and finally came up with a way.
That is the spiritual dream.
He wanted to use the divine power of the Mother Earth and the power of light to create a dream, a dream that would keep the envoy from sleeping for a long time.
Dreamland needs a carrier, a carrier that can accommodate such a huge power, and it also needs a magic plant or monster that he can imprint.
"It must be an elemental magic plant..."
"I really don't have such a powerful magic plant in my current magic plant library, a magic plant that can carry a divine envoy..."
He racked his brains, and finally the spreading wheat fields on the earth reminded him - since there is not one, can one be created?
Now that there are so many divine powers of earth and light, it shouldn't be difficult to directly raise the energy level of a magic plant to enough to carry the power of a divine envoy, right?
After having this idea, he immediately began to scan the magic plants throughout the earth. With the music of the earth, he could see all the magic plants in the Yavanna Sacred Mine.
Finally, he chose a magic plant growing deep in the earth, waved gently, and the magic power belonging to the earth brought the magic plant to him.
This is a lotus flower.
Purple water lilies to be exact.
When it was deep in the earth, it closed its flower buds, but after leaving the earth, it quickly opened up when enjoying the sunshine, and its petals were layered and scattered.
The lavender color adds an elegant and mysterious style to it.
Qin Angel has been paying attention to Croya's movements and doesn't understand why he would take out such a magic plant, which is at best a first-level magic plant.
What made him even more confused was that Croya was actually weaving his magic power into a musical score, mixing it with the divine power of the earth and injecting it into the lotus.
He seems to be very skilled...
The Angel of Qin became more and more curious. What was the reason why Croya knew so much about the properties of the earth's magic power.
Of course he would not know that Croya had been exposed to the power of the Mother Goddess of the Earth as early as when he was still a first-level mage, and even later boldly used the astral crystal bottle for research.
He has a deep understanding of the power of the Mother Earth.
So it is really not difficult to do it now. While using the power of the Mother Earth to transform the water lily, he was also communicating with it and engraving it.
The engraved content is clearly a piece of music composed by himself.
This is his impression of sleeping under the embrace of the moon sea and the sunshine for a long time. Combined with the magic of spiritual dreams, it will be constructed into a brand new magic——
Purple Water Lily Gradually becoming translucent, magic patterns appeared on each of its petals, intertwined and linked with each other, forming... a dream that could make even gods sleep soundly.
Like a music box, it began to play soft music.
[Engraving completed, unnamed water lily (Cloya’s Sweet Dreams)]
[During the existence of this magical plant, a spiritual world will be built inside with the "Sleep Sweet Dreams Movement" Dreamland, during the existence of the dreamland, everything that enters the interior will fall into deep sleep. 】
[This magic is blessed by the earth and light at the same time, and the maximum limit is the legendary/main god envoy. 】
【Note: The upper limit is only a reference value. 】
After completing the magic pattern structure of this magic plant, Croya immediately threw it to Mifein's side.
At this time, an illusory short-haired figure wearing armor had appeared behind Mifein, integrating into Mifein's body like mist in the morning.
This is the process in which the divine envoy gradually enters the body of mortal life from the "untouchable sacred" during the summons. During this process, He has no self-awareness.
Because the main plane will instinctively reject such high-level existence.
It was at this moment that Cloya and Miffy worked together to push this illusory shadow into the blooming petals of the water lily.
The moment He entered, the petals closed instantly.
His arrival was not interrupted, but everyone was guided into the water lily, and fell into a deep sleep in the spiritual dream composed of the earth and the sun inside the water lily.
After recalling the lotus, Croya continued to sublimate and transform the water lily with the power of the Mother Earth that he could still control at the moment.
He would do his best to make it a truly deep dream from which he would never wake up.
It was only at this time that Croya finally discovered that his power was an extremely sharp sound, like the sound of golden leather on the battlefield.
Just listening to this voice, he felt that he was on a battlefield filled with dark clouds, surrounded by knights in armor, and in front of him was the land filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"Deimos."
The Angel of the Piano looked at the water lily and said a name.
Croya glanced at him doubtfully, not understanding the meaning behind this name. After all, he was not a member of the Holy See.
I really don’t have that deep understanding of those divine genealogies that are like stars.
And the Angel of Qin obviously has no intention of explaining.
After saying these words, the light on Him gradually dimmed, which meant that His mission had been completed, whether it was the repair of the earth or the arrival of the divine messenger.
There is only one last thing left to solve. After completing this matter, He will leave the main plane and return to his own world.
That is...
"Go, you have healed the scars of the earth. If you don't want to let your friends down, just go and make a wish to the Mother Earth."
He pushed Crowe A handful.
The music of the piano and the huge magic circle that had been permeating the interior of the dungeon began to weaken, and the divine power of light and the divine power of the earth were gradually returning to silence.
When Croya completes his wish to the Mother Earth, she will leave completely.
Everyone stared at this scene blankly.
Among them, the cardinal and his party were the most devastated.
They clearly felt the arrival of the Children of War, so why did they suddenly disappear? Has Angel of Qin really accomplished his mission?
They didn’t understand, but their bodies were trembling.
Could it be that... it was Asclepius who prevented Deimos from coming?
Then they would be really in trouble.
The disappearance of a divine messenger’s consciousness will definitely cause shock to the Holy See, and they will then accept accountability from the Pope.
Being burned at the stake.
......
The elf Icarus hid in the treasure of the Orpheus family and watched the entire event in full.
Of course he couldn't penetrate the Holy Light of the Angel of the Piano and see Croya's true identity, but just the music played was enough to make him gain a lot.
Ignoring the leaf of Lady Isis that had been ringing on his body, he took out the leaf of Beoriel and said respectfully:
"My lord, I have completed the movement. "
"According to your order, this music of the sun should be able to save the laurel tree in the family, right?"
A very calm and restrained voice came from the leaves. It sounded like the voice of a gloomy middle-aged man wearing glasses.
"Well done. This prophecy consumed my power and caused the little tree to die. I will go to the branches of the ancestors of the oak tree to accept the punishment.
It's up to you to come back with the music. See Let's see if we can save the laurel tree. If Lady Daphne can..."
At the end of the sentence, he didn't say anything more, but talked about something else: "Ellie may be angry, and that's right. You give her the music score I got from my old friend."
"As for the apostle of the Holy Spring Chamber of Commerce, ignore her."
"I foresee that she has rushed to the depths of the earth. If you want to get that treasure, let her go."
The voice paused, with a hint of curiosity in it: "I am confused about two things. The first is Zugmoi. , why did she suddenly close her country?
The second is that the life of the small tree does not seem to be completely lost.
If it can really survive. Come here... let it be free.
I have used it, and I will atone for my sins over the long years until I meet it again in the world of the dead and start a thousand-year journey."
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After saying that, the leaves directly shattered into countless fine gray dust, which dissipated with the wind.
Icarus also disappeared after wiping away his tears. It would be inappropriate for him to appear again. People from the Holy See and the Mother Goddess Church should be coming soon.
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