Chapter 834: Get out of trouble

The moon gradually rises to Port Newin, north of the Royal Naval Shipyard in Portsmouth.
Avoiding the military port where the First Fleet of the Kingdom of Falitis was stationed, two uninvited guests ushered in a little desolate bay.
Fluttering—
"Mr. Strauss, although it is an expedited assignment.
But the clown couldn't understand, why did we take such a big risk to go to the new sea power hegemon to save this kind of useless guy? Quack..."
It was an odd-looking clown who was talking, slowly falling from the sky surrounded by a group of white doves.
There is a white bony clown mask on his face, a red hood with gold rims on his head, a khaki robe lining on the inside, and a pair of red elbow shoes on his feet.
Moreover, he chattered all the way like a conversation, and made a few harsh, piercing laughs from time to time.
Beside him is a very artistic middle-aged man in formal clothes with gray curly hair and a mustache.
Even as a companion who performed this task together, I walked along the way for a long time.
The middle-aged man called Mr. Strauss still feels a headache from the heart of this crazy guy who dared to call an evil "useless".
But in order to make him shut up quickly and don't involve himself, he can only patiently explain to him:
"The'God of Opera' is the same as the'God of Music', the most revered and supreme art representative, and will be the best medium for exporting [democracy] from the lowland..."
Obviously they came here for a very clear purpose, which is to rescue the "God of Opera" Percell sealed here!
The reason is very simple.
The plan made by the evil gods now headed by the "God of Black Wing" is for the two lines to go hand in hand.
The first is to harvest the survivors in the "Broken Star Sea" and build the [Mythical Battleship Najirfa] that can travel to the world behind the door. As long as the hands are familiar, they can get it together sooner or later.
The second is to take the [democratic system] as the vanguard, and let the absolutely self-interested [capital trend] rule the world.
The latter is not a simple matter, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an enemy of the existing ruling classes of all countries in the world.
Even if the number of evil gods unified under its command is dominant, there will only be more demigods in the entire material world, and it would be a big trouble to cause the rest of the true gods except the "sea kingship" to be alert.
The policy is absolutely not to resort to force, hard work and brutality!
However, as long as you control newspapers, operas, rap artists, music... these current most important media forms, it is equivalent to mastering the world's right to speak and monopolizing the interpretation of democracy.
With the advantage of the right to speak, the "Lower Republics" can package their democratic ideas into universal values ​​and export their ideology to the world.
Coupled with the [Democracy Fighter] who has spread to various small countries, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.
A lie is the truth ten thousand times!
When a person is flooded with this information in every aspect of his life from morning to night, he thinks he is thinking independently, but his thoughts have already been quietly shaped in subtle ways.
In other words.
Whoever masters the right to speak will master the truth, and its role in the cause of democracy is self-evident.
Therefore, even under the eyelids of a land favored by a true god, "God of Opera" Percell must be saved!
Today is a golden opportunity.
"Mr. Clown, how come the Miss Britney from your'Black Obelisk' hasn't arrived yet?"
Strauss took out an exquisite gold pocket watch from his arms and glanced at it, his brows could not help but tug up slightly.
"Quack, the clown can't beat her, of course he can't control...Hey, here it is!"
The voice just fell.
call-!
A girl with long hair in a red dress, holding a small umbrella with lace and riding the airflow, fluttered from the sky and landed beside them.
Another gray rabbit doll with buttons as eyes jumped off the girl's shoulder.
"Mr. Strauss, am I not late, am I?"
The girl's voice turned softly, as beautiful as a yellow oriole.
Hearing this voice, Strauss, an outstanding artist, immediately gave her the greatest tolerance, smiled and was about to speak.
suddenly.
Booming...
The three of them suddenly felt the boiling tide of the spiritual world, and the sound of the flute from the depths of the Black Sea.
"Quick! Miss Britney, can't waste time!"
Regardless of the greetings, the middle-aged man who was the commander of this operation immediately screamed.
The reason why they chose to do it at this time is precisely because only through the majestic spiritual tide can they hide their eyes and eyes and save the "God of Opera" at the least cost!
The "god of music" who interfered with Watt's promotion on the surface is only responsible for attracting firepower.
It would be great if it succeeded, but it would be nothing if not.
The combat power equivalent to a demigod level at most can't affect the overall situation at all.
Strauss immediately took out a blood-red statue from his arms and handed it to Britney Spears. It was vaguely similar to the projection of the "God of Opera" that had escaped by chance.
In the cold night wind blowing in the winter, a strong smell of blood immediately filled the noses of the three.
This is not just as simple as a red idol.
Just like the blood sacrifice gods collected by Harkins slaughtering 100,000 people in Beluga Harbor back then, there are also tens of thousands of human lives condensed here.
In the last war of independence, in addition to promoting the independence of the "Lowland Republic" and the establishment of the "Golden Palme Federation", the Cthulhu family members of course inevitably also worked in an indignation.
Knowing that time is pressing, Britney, who has long known her own mission, held the blood-colored idol, unfolded her voice and began to sing:
"Ah! Sniffing the fragrance of blood, I found the hall of requiem;
A dilapidated scene, ghosts singing wildly;
The black rosemary blooms, and the vine grows windingly;
The soul looks around, believing in the moonlight..."
At the same time, Strauss snapped his fingers, and the golden trombone, violin, piano... all appeared in the air one by one, unfolding the accompaniment simultaneously.
【Extraordinary Ability·Orchestra Concert】
The repertoire is: "Forbidden Songs·Soul Songs"
As this song echoed on the empty sea, the blood-colored light on the blood-colored idol rose and shrank, gradually matching with the light of the moon overhead.
Also slowly dyed it blood red.
The singing continues.
Britney found that her singing gradually echoed, as if there was another voice that could not distinguish between men and women singing along with her.
"Sniffing the fragrance of blood, I found the requiem hall;
The long-haired vampire queen pushed open the dusty window;
The shadow of the dry branches illuminates her face, pure as a girl;
Her resentful voice sings with the dead..."
Discovering this weird situation that can scare normal people half to death, the three of them are not surprised but rejoiced.
Because this means that, using singing and [Blood Sacrifice Statue] as the medium, they have already contacted the "God of Opera" Percell, who is in the sealed space of another degree.
really.
A small black spot then appeared in the center of the blood moon, and then rapidly expanded in resonance with the [Sacrifice Idol].
With the support of powerful foreign aid, the effect is different.
At the beginning, the [Dead Soul Box] made a lot of noise, even though Princeton and others deliberately released the water, they managed to rescue a projection.
Now it seems that there is a stance of slashing the mess with a sharp knife, and liberating the "God of Opera" in one breath.
at this time.
Not far away, in Newin Harbor, he just noticed the strangeness of the blood moon, and there was some commotion slowly, but it seemed that it was almost impossible to come before the seal was broken.
The action went smoothly, and the faces of the three of them could not help showing joy.
There is the "God of Music" in front to help them attract firepower, and most of the high-ranking transcendents of the kingdom have also gathered there.
They are very hopeful that they will be able to unblock and escape before the Falitis people can react.
Time passed by every minute.
boom! boom! boom! ...
Even hundreds of kilometers away, the aftermath of the battle between the "God of Music" Tru Nimbula and the holy angel Bellenus did not affect their completion of this song in the slightest.
suddenly.
Boo—!
There was a sound of blister breaking from the bottom of several people's hearts.
The black fetal membrane above the blood moon swelled and ruptured, revealing a deep black hole.
A figure wearing a colorful and flamboyant costume, painted with heavy makeup that does not distinguish between men and women, constantly twisting his body in a small space, trying to break free from the several golden chains that are firmly locked on his chest.
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His appearance is beyond words, like men and women, adults and children, saints and prisoners, angels and demons...
All the qualities of an "opera performer" are gathered in him.
And unlike the illusory projection last time, what appeared this time was obviously the ontology of the "God of Opera", representing the divine essence of a demigod.
Seeing the outside world again, without paying attention to who was saving oneself, the exaggerated laughter had already spread from the black hole first:
"Aha! Aha! I said, I will personally deliver a curtain call to the audience in this city! Ahahaha..."
It's hard to change his bad nature, this evil is already plotting revenge even if he hasn't gotten out of trouble completely.
however.
In "Newin Harbor", it has been less than ten years since the last use of [Holy Gun Durandal], far from reaching the level of recharging.
Even if the charge is completed, the enemies faced are no longer the same as before.
The biggest rescuer, the holy angel Bellenus, is being dragged into the deep sea by the well-prepared "God of Music".
After a lapse of ten years, as if it was another reincarnation, the coming of Cthulhu's body was already doomed.
Catastrophe is imminent in Newin Harbor.
Sa—!
But at this moment.
A tall figure wearing a black military uniform, a great cloak hunter pressing the hilt of his sword, stepped out of the void:
"You obviously don't speak martial ethics like this!"
Strauss's face changed suddenly:
"Joker, let's go and stop him!"
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