Chapter 802 Wonderful Fantasy

"Suddenly doing alchemy at this time?" Jie Bo thought to himself, could it be that his previous crazy state was a manifestation of inspiration?

Jie Bo had roughly agreed with this view in his heart, because according to the information he knew, Angel should be a reserved and self-controlled person, and would not suddenly behave so unruly.

"Interesting, what would alchemy work look like under inspiration?" Jie Bo sat cross-legged on the seabed, looking at the clear night sky after the waves gradually subsided.

On the other side, after singing for nearly two hours, the mermaid princess finally showed signs of stopping. Her throat was a little dry, and seeing that her voice was gradually fading, the wizard did not blame her, so she slowly stopped.

When the mermaid princess stopped singing, the wind and waves around her seemed to disappear. The knights around her came forward at this time, guarding.

"Your Highness, do we need to let the shell spirit sink back?" The handsome mermaid with black shells on her ears came forward and asked in a low voice.

The mermaid princess was in a dilemma at this time. Judging from the attitude of the wizard before, it seemed that he had no hostility. But now that the song was over, the other party seemed to have no follow-up reaction. If she left directly like this, she didn't know whether she would anger him.

After thinking for a moment, she whispered: "Wait and see."

Her Royal Highness's decision had been made, and the mermaid knights around her naturally dared not disobey. However, just in case, they still gathered the little mermaids around them and hid in the shell spirit first. If there was a crisis, they would have a chance of survival with the defense of the shell spirit.

At this time, whether it was Jebo on the seabed, the mermaids on the coral island, or Dulu on the gondola, they all quietly looked at the misty illusion hanging in the sky, waiting for Angel to reappear.

Time passed little by little, the night became darker and darker, but there was no movement in the illusion.

Dulu was a little anxious, wondering what happened to Lord Pat. The mermaids on the coral island were always worried.

Only in the seabed, Jebo, who was almost completely integrated with the ocean current, was waiting for the variables without panic.

The variables that Jebo thought were the alchemical signs. It seemed that there would be alchemical signs for Angel's inspirational work, but I wondered if we could tell what Angel was refining from the alchemical signs?

However, what Jebo didn't expect was that the first variable was not the alchemical sign.

It was a beautiful and magnificent piece of music.

Jebo thought that he was a person who never knew how to appreciate music. Even the singing of the mermaid princess of the Rogue tribe was just pleasing to his ears.

But the music that escaped from the illusion at this time seemed to have aroused his long-dormant heartstrings. As the music sounded, the whole sea seemed to be restless. As the son of the ocean, Jebo could feel that although the sea had returned to calm, the aura of the sea suddenly changed with the arrival of this music.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if the sea also recognized this music.

And this music was also explaining and expressing this sea.

As the music burst out, Jiebo could feel his heart beating violently, which was a feeling he had never had when listening to music before.

What kind of music is this? !

Not only Jiebo, but also the mermaids who also regard the sea as their mother, all looked at the misty illusion in the sky with surprise. The music coming out of the illusion may not be perfect, or as stunning as the mermaid princess's singing, but all the mermaids seemed to see a vast ocean with ebbs and flows and an ancient history just by hearing this melodious music.

The only person present who was not moved by this music was probably Dulu. After all, he was missing an ear, and the sound was a little distorted. In addition, he was a human being, so it was difficult for him to feel the sense of identity of the mermaid.

But even so, Dulu still felt that this music was beautiful, and most importantly, it did not have the charm of the mermaids, and it was much safer than the previous mermaid singing. And it was magnificent, and every melody seemed to have a tide rushing towards you.

However, while listening to the song, Du Lu had other doubts in his mind: "Where does this music come from? Could it be that Lord Pat is playing the piano in it?"

At this moment, there is indeed something playing music in the illusion in the sky, but it is not a person, but a teacup band.

Anger's eyes are red, and his hands are making fine manipulations at a very fast speed, controlling the temperature of the fire, and melting different materials with his magic hands.

Beside him, there is a teacup band summoned by him from the nightmare.

The song played by the teacup band at this time is the music that Angel taught them when he was bored before. It is also the song that Angel decided to match in the music box he made today.

The burst of inspiration is only temporary. In order to maintain the illusion in the inspiration, Angel must turn it into a physical entity.

Anger decided to make a music box.

The reason for choosing a music box is that this illusion needs music to open, and he is good at music boxes; secondly, when Angel saw the mermaid princess who was guarded by everyone, he was moved and remembered that Lady Mirror Ji once asked him to refine an alchemical illusion.

The requirements of the illusion are color but not vulgar, with both flesh and texture, and there must be a lot of male color in it. And let Angel refer to the extremely vulgar adult opera of Feast Dance Charm.

Angel went to see it himself, and he only saw the heavy taste of "color" in Feast Dance Charm, and he did not find any so-called texture at all.

Angel had planned to "sell his master for glory" later, but he didn't expect that Lady Jingji would actually go into seclusion, so Angel put the refining thing aside.

However, although Angel didn't refine it for the time being, he actually had an idea in his mind. This time, when he saw the mermaid princess and her knight, coupled with the music and scenery at the time, Angel's inspiration came out in an instant.

So there was a scene of him refining on the spot.

Of course, when Angel was refining, he didn't consider any male beauty issues at all. He just reproduced his inspiration to be true to himself.

Moreover, this is not a simple illusion.

Most illusions can be copied by Angel as long as he has seen them.

But the alchemical illusion he refined at this time is different. Compared with ordinary illusions, this alchemical illusion also incorporates a kind of "thought" that he touched in the dark when he was crazy.

This idea, he himself couldn't explain clearly at this time, it was a wonderful concept that he had when he was completely immersed in the singing of the mermaid princess.

Angel knew very well that if he missed this inspiration, even if he perfectly reproduced the illusion next time, that thought would not exist.

That's why he worked so hard on alchemy, not even caring about time and place.

When the shell was almost refined, Angel had to do the most important step, solidifying the illusion node on the alchemy and integrating his previous inspiration.

Angel closed his eyes and completely let go of his mind. The previous scenes were like flowing water. His hands moved freely, as if they were completely out of his control, integrating the wonderful thoughts he touched into the illusion.

What Angel didn't know was that he was completely focused at this time, and the music that was integrated into the illusion began to escape.

Moreover, there was a strange fluctuation in this music.

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Outside, it was already early in the morning, and the illusion in the sky had not dissipated.

The music that escaped at the beginning had stopped for almost three hours.

Despite this, Jiebo was still thinking about the touch that the music brought to him. He had never heard any song that changed the aura of the nearby sea just by music.

Jiebo himself could not describe the so-called aura change. What kind of concept is this. However, an analogy can be made. For example, a person's aura was vulgar before, but his aura became extremely holy in the next second. His appearance did not change, but only a mysterious aura changed.

Of course, the change in the aura of the sea that Jiebo noticed was not such an earth-shaking change, but a subtle change, probably a clearer and brighter feeling.

It seemed that this music fits a certain vein of the sea.

Jiebo himself also tried to fit the vein of the sea by humming this music, but it didn't work. Could it be that there was any special way to play the music played by Ingres?

Just when Jiebo was puzzled, the music that had stopped for a long time suddenly escaped from the illusion again.

Jiebo immediately put away his redundant thoughts and planned to seriously feel the wonders in the music.

But when he listened to the music again, his pupils suddenly shrank.

When the music entered his ears, Jiebo felt that his eyes suddenly changed. He seemed to have come to another world. The ocean in this world was roaring and raging.

Jiebo was sitting in a small boat, swaying in the violent waves and surviving in the gap of the tide.

If it were before, Jiebo, as an ocean body, would not be afraid of this raging sea at all.

But in this world, Jiebo didn't know who he was, and all his memories seemed to be blocked.

He only knew that he was a fisherman struggling to survive on a small boat.

The horror of the sea was shown to Jiebo for the first time.

Every time there was a wave, Jiebo had to find a place to stay on the small boat. And, in the waves of tides, he had to choose a way home.

But lightning, rainstorms, hurricanes, and tsunamis all blocked Jiebo's return home.

As he watched, a huge wave several tens of meters high swept the boat in, and the boat rolled over. Jiebo was also thrown away. Although he finally grabbed the side of the boat, he was still in danger. Most of his body had fallen into the sea, and only his head was still floating on the sea.

The fishy smell of sea water kept pouring into Jiebo's mouth and nose, and he felt as if he was about to die.

At this moment, a song came from nowhere.

In his last glance before his death, Jiebo looked at the source of the song. He vaguely saw something glowing in the center of the waves, but he didn't see it clearly.

It was not until he died completely that he saw some hair from the edge of the waves and the hem of his skirt blown by the wind.

Is there someone in the waves?

Jiebo opened his eyes suddenly.

He kept panting, and it took him a long time to recover and find that he was actually still at the bottom of the sea... The strange experience before seemed to be just a dream.

But everything in the dream was so real!

As the son of the ocean, he felt the threat of the ocean and the fear of death for the first time! And who was the person who sang in the waves at the end?

However, these questions were no longer worth taking care of. After Jiebo slowly came to his senses, he noticed that he had made so much noise just now that even the big turtle looked over.

Worried that Angel would find him, Jiebo quickly turned into a bubble again and merged into the ocean.

But when half of Jiebo's body turned into foam, his expression suddenly froze: "My bottleneck... seems to have loosened a little?"