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Chapter 27 Brave Heart, Angels' Exciting

ps1: Five thousand words are given... This chapter is not easy to write. I recommend you to listen to the pure piano version of "bravesong" when you read it. Anyway, I just wrote it while listening... Yes. (.caihongwen)

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"Let's take action." Caesar looked at Joan of Arc, then shook his head. He had no interest in supporting Joan of Arc to the throne. He now just wanted to end these things as soon as possible, especially witnessing the burning of the last souls of the two demons. His heart seemed to be echoing, Radamandis's moan before his death, and Aiagus's crazy roar before his fall. The mood and performance of the two were completely different, but in essence, they were still the same.

I have reason to decide on other people's paths? Joan of Arc just wants to play a quiet life with Lihua.

The king waved his hand, turned around, and walked out of the city. His injuries gradually healed under strong recovery. However, he still needed to adjust his state. His opponent was an unfathomable strong man, so he would rather be slower.

"Please wait a moment" was Li Huazhao. The angel looked at Caesar's face, "Will you delay a few minutes? Healing here is much more effective than adjusting while walking... and I have something to do."

The angel shook his wings and dragged out a damaged piano from the ruins. She looked at the people present, smiled slightly and played a song to express her gratitude. Caesar, we must thank you all for being able to survive today. There are also Joan of Arc, and more people who had no connection with us and were fighting for us at this moment... Thank you everyone."

She sat down gently, put her hands on the pianist, her fingers rose and fell, and judged the degree of damage to the piano. She selected the still intact sound area. Li Huali closed her eyes, tapped her fingertips, and a gentle sound of the piano was flowing out.

The sound of the piano was crisp and like a flowing bead. Caesar suddenly felt a warm current rise from his heart and spread to the whole body.

It represents the awakening of Lihua, soothing Joan of Arc's sorrow, and is the blooming flower after twelve years of watchfulness and confusion. The angel stayed in the world due to the throbbing of his soul. This inexplicable and unswerving decision finally had a final ending. Without gorgeous fingering, without luxurious and exquisite piano, only two white wings slowly swing, and silver hair flowed down. With the wind, the warm piano music echoed between heaven and earth under an incomplete piano.

That day, the entire king echoed the sound of the piano that was faint and dreamy.

It seemed as if on the storm and giant sea, the sailors who were struggling to stand saw the familiar lights. The dim warmth brought hope of mooring, as if in the snowy field filled with snow, the lonely travelers were not far away from the crowd, the solid houses showed the warm fire, as if in the killing field where blood was filled with corpses, the surviving soldiers who fell to the ground opened their tired eyes, and the big hand with robes came beside them...

This is not a hymn, nor is it the finale. The ordinary piano sound records the deepest attachment of living beings, stay away from death, embrace life, and the desire for equality and freedom will never disappear. No matter what kind of disasters, foreign enemies' invasion or internal corrosion, this tribe will always rise up again and again in the ruins, because some will suddenly burst out in the desperate situation, the flash of the soul, the oath of regret, and... hope.

The sound of the piano was like a drop of raindrops falling from a height of 30,000 meters, stirring up dreamy light and shadow on the clear water.

Crystal ripples spread on the water, and the gentle sound of the piano filled the world, smoothing every uneasy heart, like an ethereal and distant valley. The beautiful girl stood up brilliantly, with her skin as snow, graceful and graceful as she smiled, but she could keep her beauty in a place where there were only two people, waiting for the most beautiful reunion that was destined.

When she looked up, Caesar and Joan of Arc met unexpectedly. The witch turned her head and the faint warmth of the angel reflected her side face. The sound of the piano was still flowing, every grass and tree, insects, fish, birds and beasts, ninety thousand miles of the sky, twenty thousand miles under the sea, all the same magnificent life, all the life without regrets, but joy and sorrow, reincarnation, which is roughly like this. When will it be when will it be when will it be when the next time you listen to this soul-soothing piano music with Joan of Arc?

A few birds with indescribable names came flapping their wings, gathering together, and quietly lying around. There was no singing, but only the slight wing sound was not only not detracting from the beauty of the piano, but also adding new vitality to it. The insects, birds and beasts lurking in every corner of the city slowly came, even the fierce tigers and wolves were as gentle as cats, with warmth in their sharp eyes, and then humans were. Whether it was the empty person who was obsessed with watching the mountain every day and only wanted a song by the pianist, or the pursuers who disdained the so-called legend of the God of Music, they opened their basement in panic and fear, in confusion and helplessness, no matter who they were, they opened their basement in the warm sound of the piano, walked out of the solid house, and walked on the quiet street.

They all closed their eyes and opened their hearts, allowing the beautiful piano music to purify their hearts. The fighting soldiers threw down their weapons, and the bandits who took advantage of the chaos to rob, lost their interest in robbery. At the emergency meeting, the superior who roared loudly slowly sat back on the chair, sighed softly, and felt the throbbing that had disappeared for many years...

And in the tall building in the distance, a figure stood quietly, Pandora's black hair fluttered gently, her face mixed with two emotions, unbelievable, and ecstatic... I lost... I lost."

Countless golden light spots that rose faintly from all over the city shone with warm light like stars, blending into everyone's heart. Pandora did not reject them, and they did not reject Pandora. The girl who lost the right to enjoy the colorful life opened her hands, as if she wanted to embrace the whole world. The light turned into a surging torrent, wrapping her up, like a golden cocoon. The seed of disaster let out an roar of anger, but Pandora resisted the pain of tearing her soul and slowly took out a pitch-black box, the box that changed her life, dragging her into the box that boundless darkness.

The moment she opened the box, the surging power of disaster had destroyed everything about her. Although she was panicked, she immediately closed the box, but the seed of disaster had been rooted in her soul and deprived her of color.

This time, there was no hesitation or fear. She wanted to break completely with the past. From here, things should end here - the stable and powerful hand opened the box that made her fear for her life. This time, she was no longer afraid.

Because she has hidden inside, this is the answer she got from this group of humans. It has been affiliated with hundreds of thousands of years, and civilization has changed, from glory to decline, from decline to rise, and from rise to prosperity. Whether it is natural disasters or **, whether the enemy comes from the outside or inside, even if it has experienced the blow of destruction, this tribe will still stand up slowly like before.

Because there is a kind that never disappeared, Pandora murmured... hope."

The box made a light sound and slowly opened. This time it appeared not the gray mist, but the colorful rainbow light. Pandora held the box and felt the fulfillment that was coming to her face. The power of hope drove away the seeds of disaster, and the broken soul was slowly intact. All those looking there witnessed the most magical and magnificent scene in their lives. Pandora's body began to cover the hideous and wild scales, and the devil's posture slowly appeared. However, the burning flames around her body gradually disappeared under the colorful rainbow light, turning gray hair into mysterious and wonderful black hair towards the ends of the hair. The dark red skin turned into thrilling ivory white again. The scales belonging to the demon were slowly fading away, leaving only the skin as snowy as skin.

The half belonging to the demon disappeared under the illumination of the rainbow light. This was a complete transformation. Pandora closed her eyes burning with flames and let the rainbow light swept across her body. At the end, the brilliance of the sky disappeared, leaving only the beauty in black-haired and purple skirt standing quietly. She slowly opened her eyes, and a look of surprise appeared in her black and white eyes, and tears instantly gurgled down, because in her eyes, the sky was so blue and the world was so beautiful. The golden light flying in the sky was like stars, flashing, conveying the joy of life and the spread of life.

The astonishing momentum flashed, and the powerful pressure of the soul spread for a moment, but the throbbing of the soul made Caesar's pupils suddenly shrink. At eighth level, Pandora's momentum had already surpassed the seventh level and entered the eighth level palace.

Because the suppression power of the World Stone no longer exists.

Because the object of suppression of the World Stone will only come from the outside world.

Because the suppression effect of the World Stone will not affect humans.

Because under the light of hope, the demon from hell washed away the disasters in the soul, completed the incomplete soul, completed the most gorgeous transformation in the world, appeared on this land in a human form, peeled off the scales, took off the bat wings, washed away the fire and the source of tyranny, and let the love for life and the protection of hope dominate the soul.

Like a goddess, Pandora suddenly came to Caesar. The king was not alert or hostile, because he had already learned everything from those eyes. Caesar smiled gently and said, "Congratulations..."

"I am no longer a demon... Hell can't be there anymore. His Majesty the Heavenly King, are you willing to protect me?" Pandora blinked quietly. It turned out that what she had recovered was not only the colorful world, but also the naughty and innocent feelings of a girl.

"This..." Caesar touched his chin and pondered, "A master of eighth level, I can't afford to pay too high a salary."

"Isn't it possible?" Pandora shrugged, looking disbelief.

"The meat that reaches the mouth is not a reason to let it go..." Caesar spread his hands and smiled, then looked at the horizon. The battle situation continued, but Yu and Indyx suddenly attacked like rainbows and launched a powerful counterattack. It seemed that the effect of Lihua playing the piano music was not only a comfort to the soul, but also an increase in combat power. The king looked at Pandora, "Is it OK?" He didn't jump.

"If you can accept me, then what if there is nothing wrong?" Pandora smiled softly.

"...This is so ambiguous, and it's useless to accept it alone." The king of heaven rarely did not sell moral integrity this time. "But I want to integrate into human society as soon as possible and start a new life as a human being, I have a good idea... If you want to get the necessary and paying, it depends on you."

"The first step... let me start the battle as a human." Pandora opened her slender hand, and the death trident on one side flew up, transforming into a shining light in her hands, losing the power of disaster, but she gained more, "In addition, I should be enough, you can go with me, but let's give us a raid..."

She picked up Caesar without saying a word. The eighth-level strong man urged the ubiquitous wind to support the two of them to gallop outside the city. Being held is always the one Caesar is most unaccustomed to, and he will fly great."

"There is no guy like you in the world. He clearly has this meaning, so you don't want to do such a forced force." Pandora shook his head, "You want Joan of Arc to cheer up. We can't help with some things... If you have a knot in your heart, it's better to solve the most suitable person."

"Hmph." Caesar looked back, and Li Hua's holy wings refracted light in the sun.

"... Can I understand that you are jealous?" Pandora opened her eyes wide and then burst into laughter, "The other party is a girl, you are just like that, or are you... Are you the legendary scum who loves another?"

"Nonsense." Caesar turned around, "...Forget it, I'm just a little disappointed. This is an inevitable thing. No matter how you do it, it will never be worth twelve years of getting along and relying on each other..., virtue."

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At some point, Kuqilin had quietly retreated and rushed to another battlefield. She was no longer needed here - in various senses, her intuition was keenness, much better than a certain king.

Joan of Arc was staring at Li Hua Zu, and the sacred glory gave the witch a layer of golden light. Her heart was still hesitating, not afraid, not afraid, and her hands were trembling unconsciously.

The sound of the piano slowly ended, but this melodious echo still resounded in everyone's hearts. No one opened his eyes because the music of the soul had not ended - but Li Huazhao slowly walked to Joan of Arc.

"I..." Joan of Arc wanted to speak but stopped, then lowered his head and sighed, "Let him be disappointed..."

"That's not the case." Lihua said lightly, "With his temper, he will definitely say it dissatisfaction. He should have considered your feelings now... so there is no need to blame himself, you didn't do it..."

"But" Joan of Arc looked up suddenly, but saw Li Hua smile at her faintly, no matter what happened... I will always be by your side, so if you do it, I will help you...must."

Looking at the angel's unpretentious and pure smile, Joan of Arc burst into tears. In fact, when the piano sounded just now, Joan of Arc's soul had already made a choice for her, but the witch of order still could not let go. She trembled and asked gingerly, "Is it OK?" Even if I became a king, I must consider the national interests in everything, and even make choices that go against my conscience, will the music always be by my side?"

"Yes... In that case, Joan of Arc would be very sad. No one is around him. I will be a good listener... Together, always together..." Lihua tilted his head and showed a cute smile. "That touch still exists in my heart. Even after twelve years, it will not fade. Joan of Arc, be you again... I like you at that time more than you now... It turns out that we were all fools that day, and we chose the wrong path for each other. Now I have walked out, and Joan of Arc should be together..."

Joan of Arc nodded with tears in his eyes. The ancient spell was like a summoned oath. The fire of the red lotus stretched into a long sword with flames. Then the fire light disappeared. The red dragon sword revealed a hideous line. Joan of Arc raised the red lotus dragon-toothed sword in his hand and looked at Li Hua. The witch of order knelt on one knee, leaned on the long sword, and recited the oath-like words, "I, in the name of the scale, exercise the law of order, as well as the power and duties of justice in the world."

Li Hua played his wings to stretch, and the holy feathers floated around, forming a magic circle of holy light. The radiance of holy light rose from the angel's body, covering me. I mean to represent tolerance, and in the name of holy light, the protection of tolerance, the glory of life and the magnanimity of life are spread on the earth."

"The fire of hope that is immortal, shines in the sky of order."

"The indelible light of life illuminates the way forward."

"I am not alone, because my order is the foundation of all existence, allowing the weak to laugh and fill them with dignity."

"I will not give up, because my tolerance is the shining glory of life, allowing the strong to learn to respect and give them kindness."

"This is the reason for protection, the reason for raising the sword, the reason for carrying it, and the reason for no regrets." The orderly spell became the common chant between the two, and the hearts of both were slowly opened in this glow. The holy light instantly turned into dense silk threads, instantly connecting Li Huazhao and Joan of Arc's whole body, "The key to opening the door of power, your name is - hope"

As soon as the two of them finished their voices, the sudden power of the holy light pulled the two into the middle. Under the sky, the witch of order and the angel of holy light merged into one, and the four white wings unfolded. The new angel merged the power of the two, completely healing the scars of Joan of Arc's soul. The power that no longer needed restriction broke through, and finally stopped at the high position of the eighth level. The red lotus dragon-toothed sword surrounded the holy fire, and the Joan of Arc's battle pointed straight at the distance to the god of death. The battle of the god of death in the distance... began."

Chapter 27 Brave Heart, Angels' Exciting
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