Chapter 59: Pans's Requiem

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"I was just released by you, you can call me Xu, how could the person I found this time be so weak, and I didn't even sing the soul suppression song to perform a blood sacrifice, do you want to sacrifice your soul?"

"Why are you in here?" said York, who was a little unaccustomed to speaking to a spear.

"When I appeared, I found that you didn't use the soul song, but the ** dissipated too quickly, and was absorbed by the spear to absorb the flesh and blood, my spirit body has no use of things attached, I can't snatch your body, I can only attach to this spear. ”

Void was very dissatisfied with York, if he used the soul song, the spear would not have been able to devour the body so quickly, although he was older, but it was also a flesh body, and now he could only attach to the spear, although he was not picky, but what could the spear do.

"So, you were released by me, what are you talking about?" York felt that it was very likely that he had not received enough information, which led to this failure.

"If you want to open this seal, in addition to the blood of the Pampas, you also need to have the Soul Song and the Soul Dance, and you don't have enough blood to find it, when the seal was first sealed, it was these two things that were added to suppress the void, and it was not enough to rely on blood to unseal it. ”

This information is not in the memory of his acceptance, he came all the way, everything was done, and what you told me to know was incomplete at all?

"I also just came out and found out, the spear absorbed the flesh and blood essence of this person, and even his soul was not spared, so naturally I know these memories, who is that guy called the Adventure King? ”

Void saw the reason for the incident from Papaya's memory, which is why he was so sure that York would fail.

"So what now? The seal won't be opened, how did you get out?" said York, looking at the spear and depressed.

"I—I gave up my body to appear in a soul state, or I wouldn't have attached to the spear, now take me out and find the adventure king! ”

"Are you kidding? The Adventure King has been dead for a long time, can't he break the seal without him?

York thought of a solution, but was immediately vetoed, because the seal would not change with the destruction of the terrain, on the contrary, if the terrain was destroyed, I am afraid that the location of the seal would not even be found.

If it weren't for the fact that the Pampas used to worship them and borrowed their power, I am afraid that this altar would not have remained.

"Rest assured, both the Soul Dance and the Soul Song have been passed on to the young patriarch of the Pampas, as long as we find him, we will be able to break the seal, but we don't know where he is, it may be a long time. ”

After seeing that York was a little disappointed, he also gave a good news, but finding someone in the whole United States is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Do you see the appearance of that young patriarch from this person's memory?"

"No, this person left early, and the young patriarch didn't grow up at all when he left. Fiction replied.

"Looks like we'll have to go out and find it!" York couldn't help it.

And thousands of miles away in Los Angeles, looking at the huge stage outside, to be honest, Pence was scared, but he couldn't muster up the courage, he never thought that his pure concert would be liked by so many people, looking at the black heads outside, at least 5,000 people!

"Pence, what are you doing? The stylist has been looking for you! Come with me! The boss is coming soon, perform better, you know your album is selling well, but there is still a long distance from the boss, this time such a big stage boss handed it over to you, you must work hard!"

The agent is very interested in Pence, you must know that he knew that he was an agent for an Indian, especially when he was still playing pure music, he was about to give up this job, if he didn't have the money to pay the rent, he wouldn't have done it.

And now he is really grateful to the landlord who has been urging the rent, if it weren't for him, how would he have picked up the treasure of Pence, when Pence landed on the major charts with his pure music album called Song of the Eagle, he knew that he was developed.

"I know, let's go!" Pence followed his agent to the makeup artist.

"God, where have you gone, everyone outside is waiting for you, put on makeup, who brought the feather headdress! Hurry up and get the paint, damn it, no clothes, no pants... ”

After a panic backstage, Pence finally cleaned up, and when he came to the stage with his instrument, the audience immediately erupted in a tsunami-like cry.

Speaking of Pence's fame, there is really a bit of luck in it, when Los Angeles came out of the rat rush, people were in a state of panic, and Pence's album was put on the shelves under such circumstances, who knows, one of the songs called Requiem became the music that the whole of Los Angeles fell into.

The panicked Angelenos felt like their souls were washed away in this music, and the panic and emotions disappeared without a trace, and it was this piece that made Pence the most popular musician in Los Angeles.

When Pence smiled and pressed his hand down, the people who were still cheering fell silent, there had never been a concert audience like this, they didn't even look like they were listening to music, more like they were on a pilgrimage.

When the recorder was put to his mouth, Pence's eyes closed, and a wisp of sound finally spread from the microphone on the stage, and everyone in the concert scene enjoyed the comfort of the race from the soul, yes, it was the tune of the soul song.

At this moment, everyone felt that they were back in the arms of their mother, like a swimming fish returning to the sea, swimming incomparably, and like the most gentle comfort, they were reluctant to open their eyes, and felt that the whole soul and even the cells of the whole body were cheering comfortably.

No one saw the black smoke that gradually drifted over the concert site, which came from the fear in people's hearts, the favorite food of the demons, and when the two-hour concert finally ended, everyone left with a satisfied face.

Of course, they wanted Pence to continue playing, but for two hours, Pence insisted on it all by himself, and they looked at the sweaty Pans and their hearts ached, how could they ask him to continue. (To be continued.) )