April 20, 527, New Yuan calendar.

The Sunny Empire, a quiet highland, the ruins of the ancient city of "Silent City", the third underground floor of the "Silent Steel Heart", and the temporary "Military Exhibition Hall".

Aaron has been in a particularly comfortable mood these days. In addition to taking back Miyou and accepting a relatively strong [Twins] Oliver, his younger brother has also completely returned to normal, regardless of appearance.

In addition, the crown prince also promised to give him absolute autonomy after the war to decide his future, which made him feel much more at ease.

After all, if you are a true loser, in addition to being thirsty for "energy" from time to time and touching fresh flesh and blood, which often leads to a state of madness, you have to do things for the church. At least for a year, you have to fight against humanity most of the time. If you are in danger, you will become a worthless minced meat one day.

If he becomes the Prime Minister of the Empire, even if he is a future imperial citizen, he can go to any place to retire and spend an unforgettable and warm time.

This world is like him, silent for a long time and chaotic for a long time, and is "desire" to return to order and peace. At least there shouldn't be such frequent wars.

Thinking of this, Aaron was vicissitudes of life, and his wrinkled face showed a long-lost warm smile.

He deliberately placed his black cane under the electrical lamp near the wall, held up the tall top hat with yellow sunflowers, and sorted out the dark blue tuxedo that he usually wouldn't want to wear, as well as the pure red tie and bow, to correct his demeanor and appearance as much as possible.

Picking up the cane, accompanied by the "double" sound from the leather shoes, Aaron trotted forward a few steps, stepped across the hollow metal floor, and walked to the 17-centimeter-thick "Imperial Bank Vault Gate".

Immediately afterwards, he opened the cane from the middle, splitting it into two, revealing the metal key hidden in it, half fixed inside the cane.

After opening the door perfectly according to the way I learned from my memory, the empty, bright, and very spacious underground space finally appeared in front of Aaron.

"No wonder Your Highness is going to test Ina's true strength here, so that we can listen to the 'confused song'. It's obvious that the interior was basically renovated in a few days. I guess His Highness also sent a lot of ore generators to the train. Otherwise, the electrical lights full of walls would not have much energy to maintain." Aaron commented with a smile, and continued to move towards the interior of the empty space.

The military exhibition area in the previous few times was removed by the Crown Prince Ivante, and the road rich in artistic form layout no longer exists.

Moreover, the temporary wall made of brick and stone isolated in the middle was completely demolished, and the half of the exhibition hall on the left still retained a lot of original appearance, but it is basically a technological model left over from the Cruisd Empire, such as the "Cruisd" jet, "electromagnetic pulse rifle", and "single-soldier combat robot", which is elusive and difficult to understand.

But after walking inside for a few minutes, Aaron's eyes turned to the altar with marble tiles in the center, and the railings with faded yellow paint around them, and the "people" standing at the foot of the altar, waiting for him.

"You are here, Aaron...sir." Oliver greeted respectfully, but his body did not make any moves, but only showed a professional smile.

"Of course, today I'm here to see Ina. By the way, Your Highness asked me to bring Fansuo. Today is a musical feast. Without his guidance, we may go astray. He is one of the twelve cardinals and willingly captured by us. Although I can't understand many of his actions, we need him to interpret some mysteries today." Aaron explained gracefully.

"Mystery...mystery?" Miyou said in confusion.

He was still a little weak, although he slept heavily for twelve hours after following Aaron from the hotel to the auxiliary command area room of the "Silent Heart". After confirming that the influence of "The Nightmare of the Variety" was dispersed, Aaron specially found a part of Vladimirsky's blood treasured by Ivant and fed it to him.

But now he was still holding the railing weakly, and slight sweat oozing out of his forehead. From time to time, he saw sporadic "stars" flashing past his eyes, and he was slightly panting with an abnormal and rapid breath in his mouth.

"Yes, mystery." Aaron was silent for a few seconds, looked at Miyou worriedly, and answered his question first.

"The diary of the chooser, the study of the empire and the church, including many relics dug in the lost swamp and silent highlands during this period, show that the confusing song not only contains the secret of the 'Daughter of Mechanism', but also the message of another extremely important god."

"It's just a pity that the psychics and losers in rank 6 will immediately vomit blood as soon as they listen to Ina's singing, staring at the front with horror, and finally die in extreme pain. Not to mention ordinary humans, the last time they were invited to the high-level generals of the Empire in the "Heart of Industry" and the collaborators of the "Lone Wolf Society", Ina simply sang a "Song of Confusion". Although it is very close to the "Song of Confusion", the results are not the same as those of the "Song of Confusion".

"How are they? Are they dead?" Oliver asked very directly. After these two days of contact with Aaron and Miyou, he also developed a strong interest in the content about "Daughter of Mechanical Yuan".

"You are right. Although your expression is very direct and seems a bit cruel to many people, it is true. Of course, it would have been great if I could make a suggestion to stop Your Highness. On that day, when Your Highness stood at the door and opened the door, Ina's singing had already 'activated'."

"After less than fifteen minutes, after we pushed the door open, the scene we saw was like the purgatory on earth described in The Holy Word." Aaron said, pausing for a moment, barely suppressing the interweaving emotions of fear, pain and loss.

Immediately afterwards, he took a long breath, crossed his hands, desperately suppressing his unconscious shaking, and continued to speak with a silence:

"All the human generals present died, their heads exploded, and only their bodies were still twisting unconsciously towards the door. The blood clans present were basically crazy. They licked the ground like dogs, very greedy, but they didn't enjoy it. They twisted their bodies and moaned in pain. After about an hour, they lay on the ground and no longer had any more noise."

"As for those psychics... they didn't have many abnormalities at the scene, but they were locked in the "quarantine area" underground of the "Heart of Industry" in less than three days and ended their lives in various ways. Those who survived by chance were only the strong ones in the rank 5.

Of course, the exception is that His Highness the Crown Prince also listened to the complete music, and it seemed that he was not affected in any way."

"Of course he will not be affected." A gentle teenager voice came from a darker area at the edge of the corner of the altar. "He has 'divine' and 'sublimation genes'."

"Are Fansuo? You're late." Aaron said in a teasing tone and turned around and looked.

The young man who gradually approached from the corner was Fansuo, and the main cardinal "mystery" of the Dark Night Church.

His body size is no different from a normal human teenager in his ten years old. This time he came to the ground of "Silent Heart" again and did not wear the grid suit he had once again, but a pure black robe dragged to the ground to cover up the metal shackles on his wrists and ankles.

This time his face was cleaned particularly clean, revealing the original white background of the blood clan.

Of course, the marks of the rubbing were also clearly visible, and two narrow red marks were left on his nose to his upper lip.

"Mr. Aaron, sometimes the disrespect for time is precisely the respect for life. Yesterday you and Your Highness told me about the girl Ina, I thought about it all night, and even in my dreams I even sought advice from the gods.

But unfortunately, it was an ancient god who was in charge of blood. He knew nothing about machinery. So after I woke up at five o'clock this morning, I kept learning from the group of believers in the Fire Empire to meditate and try to realize something. But it was a pity that I had some insignificant understanding until just now." Fansuo replied.

"I'm very curious about the content I've learned." Aaron asked thoughtfully, standing with his cane on his body and standing up.

“What’s about ‘crazy’.”

“'Crazy'?”

"That's right." Fansuo nodded:

"When the power of something exceeds a certain threshold, but it greatly exceeds human cognition, and in a short time when a person exhausts everything and fails to understand it, he will quickly fall into panic and self-doubt, and then become crazy and crazy, and finally collapse when trying to eliminate this abnormal emotion and walk into the abyss of death."

"Can the essence of the 'confused song' be explained in this way?" Aaron translated.

"Of course. The note you handed me yesterday recorded in detail the 'Song of Confusion' that Ina sang in Chekavsk. In fact, the vocabulary is very ordinary, but if guided by the tone of the music and the subtle effect of the magic power, people will naturally go crazy."

"For example, almost all the people in the Wasteland Era have never seen a wonderful and gorgeous world, and those are at most in novels and history books. They are used to dirty, bloody, cruel, killing things, etc., and they are not even surprised. If the music and lyrics make them instantly enter the wonderful hall of gods, how can they not go crazy?" Fansuo said, showing a disdainful smile.

"Maybe you are right, but what kind of existence is the Crown Prince's 'sublimation gene' you mentioned just now?" Aaron echoed, hoping that Fansuo would make a further interpretation.

"Is the ‘sublimation gene’? It is a rare and unique product in ancient times that is not listed as professionals and extraordinary people. By the way, those people are called the ‘sublimation gods’.

Relying on the ‘sublimation gene’, they have natural longing for and fantasy for beautiful things. They will not make any difference in a peaceful world, but in the chaos and disorderly present, they will do everything to restore the world of ‘love’ and ‘order’.
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