God-level Store Manager - Chapter 3255

[Chapter 2477 is not over yet 1/2]

The war has ended and the dawn is about to come.

The Imperial Capital still stood silently, like a cold corpse, watching everything with empty eyes.

The audience watched the scene presented on the stage attentively. No one noticed that there was a vague fragrance of flowers in the air. The scope of the illusion presented by the magic was also gradually increasing. Some people in the front row The audience is already in an illusion without even realizing it.

They didn’t seem to notice this at all and were still immersed in the opera.

At the break of dawn, the cold wind blew past, mixed with the suffocating smell of blood, and made waves of whimpering whines.

The soldiers silently cleaned the battlefield, looking for the dead and building tombs for them.

That’s what war is like.

Perhaps at the beginning there was a longing for victory and expectations for future life.

But as time goes by, blood and death will gradually numb the soul.

Victory and failure don’t seem to mean much.

The girl stood up and quietly stared at the scene around her. The blood on her hair had already solidified, and the wound on her abdomen was still feeling stinging pain.

But she felt that the pain was very good.

At least it would make her understand that she was still alive and had not turned into a cold corpse.

“It’s over.”

Another girl put on her coat and said softly.

“It’s not over yet.” She shook her head and looked up at the imperial capital in front of her.

Magnificent and indifferent, the top of the tower with cold lines points to the sky, and the buildings are layered one after another until the royal city in the center is clearly visible.

[Refer to Dark Souls 3 Irushil]

…

Fuqing narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the city with almost invisible edges.

She forgot her identity. At this moment, she was the saint who led countless people to overthrow the rule of the Faras Empire.

The fatigue and pain on her body, the cold and fishy smell in the air, the firm will in her heart…

Fuqing took a deep breath, feeling the tingling sensation in her lungs caused by the cold air.

Her teacher once told her that if you want to perform well in an opera, the first thing you must do is forget yourself and the role you are playing.

You are the character yourself, and you are immersed in it wholeheartedly.

Only when you achieve this can you truly become an opera master.

Fuqing felt that she should have done it, as if it was a matter of course. She actually achieved this step. It seemed particularly easy for her today.

But there doesn’t seem to be much to be happy about.

After all, in the early morning, the movies brought by outsiders caused a lot of noise.

I think it won’t be long before opera will be banned.

Although it will not completely decline, it is basically impossible to maintain its current glory.

Of course, these are not important to Fu Qing now, and she has no time to think about these things.

“It’s not over yet.”

Fuqing whispered.

…

The magic array engraved on the ground quietly activated, the magic fluctuations transmitted through space gradually subsided, and Mu’s figure solidified.

Feeling the feeling of being grounded, her awareness of the environment also recovered, but the next moment her eyebrows wrinkled slightly and she turned her head to look in a certain direction.

The perception ability of elves is definitely the best among intelligent races.

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She could feel that there was something uncomfortable here, like a huge area that was quietly spreading to the surrounding area.

Mu suddenly remembered what Auxia had said earlier.

“Upgrade ceremony.”

She whispered to herself.

Suddenly, the speed of domain expansion suddenly slowed down, and even tended to shrink. It seemed that another special force appeared to forcibly curb the spread of the domain.

After discovering this, Mu also breathed a sigh of relief.

She has never doubted Oshia’s strength. As the chief commander of the wave, she spends most of the year traveling around Koro to deal with extraordinary incidents that could endanger the world.

Anyway, based on the facts, Mu felt that even if ten of them added up, they probably wouldn’t be a match for O’Shea.

After the combat effectiveness reaches a certain level, there will be a qualitative change, and pure quantity no longer means much.

As for the main reason for her coming…

Mu felt a little curious. Of course, this was only part of the reason. She wanted to protect those unrelated people who were affected.

The dancer, for this annihilation cultist who has been mysterious from beginning to end, she really wants to know who the other party’s true identity is.

Following the path in his memory, Mu walked slowly in the corridor.

Suddenly, she stopped, closed her eyes, seemed to be sensing something carefully, and placed her palms gently against the wall.

Soon he opened his eyes again, opened his lips slightly, and whispered a term: “Space Distortion.”

As the literal meaning said, the space here has undergone special changes, and it should be similar to some kind of overlapping state. .

Mu thought for a while, decided not to pay attention to this for the time being, and continued walking inside.

Subtle footsteps came from the front, and a figure appeared at the corner of the passage. The other person seemed a little surprised to see other people here.

“Ms. Grace.” Mu greeted.

“Are you…a member of the Council of Elders, Mu?” Grace thought for a moment, and soon remembered the identity of the elf in front of her.

“Yes, it’s me.” Mu smiled and nodded gently.

“Why are you here?” Grace tilted her head slightly and asked curiously.