The picture keeps shrinking, and beautiful scenes flash by. Suddenly, the dark scenes appear in front of people again, with an unknown aura that makes people's hearts tremble.

The darkness gradually enveloped again, invading the prosperous and beautiful world, making people unable to help but worry about whether the prosperous and beautiful world would be enveloped by darkness.

The picture is shrinking step by step, and the prosperous world is getting bigger and bigger. However, what makes people feel heavy is that the most boundary of prosperity is always shrouded in darkness, and it seems that it is ready to invade at any time.

Suddenly, a picture flashed by.

It was a picture that could instantly take pictures in people's hearts.

The prosperous world is connected one by one, faintly forming the shape of a golden rooster. The edges of a prosperous world are all shrouded in black clouds, deep or shallow, as if ready to invade the prosperous world at any time.

The scene at this moment made people suddenly realize and suddenly understand the meaning of it.

In the direction where the black clouds invaded, at the edge of the prosperous world, hundreds of rays of light lit up, blocking the invasion of the black clouds and stopping its pace.

It is the light or dark light that firmly protects this beautiful and prosperous world, blocking the tragic situations of blood and death outside, silently protecting the tranquility of the prosperous world.

The passionate symphony sounded, and the desolate and sad singing changed, becoming high and excited. This is the hymn of the world, the expectation for the prosperous and beautiful world, the resistance to the dark world, and the praise and encouragement of the light that protects beautiful things.

The picture is magnifying rapidly, and the junction of darkness and the prosperous world is rapidly enlarging in front of people's eyes. The lights are constantly magnifying, and through the lights, it seems that you can see something.

The wind and clouds were changing, and as lights pierced through the darkness, the heavy and depressing atmosphere that was almost inhaled finally began to relax, and the audience's expressions finally began to relax.

In the gymnasium, the nearly stagnant atmosphere finally dissipated, and many people breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were about to exhale a heavy breath in their hearts.

Many people then discovered that before they knew it, cold sweat broke out on their bodies and wet marks appeared on their backs.

In the live broadcast room of the platform, the barrage finally appeared again.

"Oh my God, the music just now was so scared. The music just now was poisonous. I was so sad that I wanted to vomit blood."

"My God, that music just now was really poisonous. It was so sad and desperate. Suddenly I felt that life seemed to have no hope, and I was so sad that I wanted to die."

"Oh my God, this piece of music is so scary. You must not listen to this piece of music alone, otherwise it will cause depression."

"I just wondered how Zhao Mu created such a depressing and desperate musical melody. Without personal experience, it would be difficult to create such a melody just by imagination."

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The singing voice changed and the picture changed, representing the protection light finally appeared, revealing the prototype.

Barefooted clothes and holding spears in hand, these ancient warriors.

In the darkness, the warrior who was also holding a spear came out.

With a haggard face, but with firmness in his eyes, the soldiers on both sides charged.

Roaring, blood, broken arms and limbs, and head that was still full of glaring...

Corpse marks are everywhere, blood flows, broken spears and swords...

Blood and death can be seen everywhere, shocking, and bloody Shura fields like hell.

The picture changes, and behind the Shura Field are beautiful and peaceful and prosperous scenes.

In front of the Shura Field is dark as dark as ink, and behind is a beautiful world with flowers and flowers.

It was a figure who fell down, accompanied by blood and death, who firmly protected all the beauty behind them.

Killing, blood, seemed to be an unchanging melody, but only figures were changing, from barefoot soldiers holding simple spears and swords in hand, to soldiers holding straw sandals and leather armor.

Blood seemed to cover the sky, and it was scarlet in my eyes, and the figures were constantly changing. The warrior had mounts, sharper weapons, and iron armor, but what remained unchanged was eternal killing.

Above the Shura Field is a familiar light, and in the distance are the same light.

The wild sound of rock instruments sounded, wild and violent singing sounded, with fearlessness that tore everything apart, with the glorious power of steel, and with the firm belief of swearing to protect the beautiful world behind him.

The melody of heavy metal is roaring, with the contempt that crushes everything like a king, and the heroic spirit that sweeps across the world and swallows mountains and rivers.

The symphony sounded, blending with the melody of heavy metal rock, and fusing into an epic battle song, the sound of the guzheng and the sound of the instruments with heavy metal as the main melody are perfect.

In the gymnasium, the people in the audience clenched their fists unconsciously, their faces were congested, and their adrenal hormones were secreting wildly. They wanted to roar to the sky, and they wanted to merge with the warriors in the picture, and use the sword in their hands to protect the prosperous and tranquility behind them.

The figures are changing, and the appearance of gunpowder weapons makes the picture even more cruel. The fingers are broken and the flesh is flying everywhere. What remains unchanged is the perseverance in the eyes of the warriors and the footsteps that never retreat.

The melody of the music changes again, the picture changes again, the lush green forests, the vast wilderness, the ice and snow, the golden desert, the camouflage military uniform, holding a steel gun, with a firm look in his eyes, the unknown thick fog ahead, it is a mixed black, and the prosperous steel city behind it is a beautiful smiling face.

Suddenly, the singing sounded, blood splattered, the camouflage figure fell to the ground, and the darkness invaded again, turning into a terrifying hideous ghost face. The wide open mouth seemed to devour the beautiful and prosperous world behind the camouflage figure.

The light lit up, and more camouflage figures appeared, blood, death... one by one, one by one, blocking the direction of the hideous ghost face, and firmly protecting the prosperity and tranquility behind.

The sounds of sorrow and music were played, and camouflage figures that fell to the ground appeared, figures flashed one by one, and different faces appeared, and what remained unchanged was the perseverance in the eyes.

The singing is sad, the musical instruments are desolate, the coffins are covered with blood-red five-star red flags on the coffin, the crying faces next to the coffin, the white-haired old man, the crumbling woman, and the crying child.

The songs are sad and graceful, making people feel heavy, and the crying faces make people's tears fall from their eyes unconsciously.

Light flashed by, the prosperous world, the great golden rooster, the darkness that was ready to invade at any time, seemed to indicate something.

Camouflage figures stand upright,

The light lit up, and more camouflage figures appeared, blood, death... one by one, one by one, blocking the direction of the hideous ghost face, and firmly protecting the prosperity and tranquility behind.
Chapter completed!