In the end, the singing and dancing activities in the emerald green leaf town are just a small-scale small celebration, most of the people who participate in the celebration are poor people who usually live in the town or travel businessmen, although most of the elves who can sing and dance and the girls who are willing to participate in this competition have a certain artistic quality, but in fact, their singing and dancing level can only be described as "relatively average".

In fact, although the grand celebration of the event was lively enough, most of the five or six performers who appeared on the stage were just on stage to show off their usual good music - since most of the songs in the multiverse tell at least one of the more popular stories, their voices are nothing more than using the lingua franca to praise ancient heroes, or lament the well-known events in the history of Ferron.

Even because the battle over 60,000 years ago over the two Thrones of the Sun caused too much damage and was too terrible, the aria songs that are now more popular on Ferron have become accustomed to referencing the fallen Empire of Karamus to express their emotion and tragedy.

If there is anything worth mentioning in such a relatively cookie-cutter story, then I am afraid that there is only one legend of an evil archmage named "Whisper of Destruction", which is especially easy to cause exclamations from a group of good audiences.

Yes, yes, for these mortals with limited knowledge, the actual perpetrator of the destruction of the Karamus Empire is not in their knowledge, but the evil spellcaster who participated in the events and did the most important things is more widely known.

Like many famous "evil legends", punk has now gained a bad reputation to the point where even mortals can lament it in songs and poems, and even if most of the bards who sing about these things don't know whether the horror they describe is a fictional legend or a real powerhouse, it obviously doesn't prevent the good spirits from grieving with humans because of the "destruction of the good Calams Empire" in the song.

Sadness and hatred are the easiest way to get votes, and in the course of this short and tall concert, since everyone's singing level is not very good, then the contestants will naturally use this way to mobilize the audience's mood to get votes, which is also a understandable and helpless thing.

Generally speaking, limited by the level of connoisseurs and performers, most of these activities in Emerald Green Leaf Town will eventually evolve into the basic result of "a large number of singers on stage, the audience is dazzled and votes at will, and the number of votes of everyone is not much different in the end", which should be taken for granted.

Yet on this day...... At noon on this sunny sunny day, accompanied by a petite girl in a gorgeous bright red gown slowly walking onto the stage, the originally noisy town venue suddenly fell silent.

That's a ...... What a beautiful girl!

The black hair is flying in the wind, the phoenix eyebrows like the moon are slightly meandering, a pair of beautiful eyes are full of affection, the beautiful Qiong nose is petite and lovely, the cheeks are slightly dizzy, the exhalation is like an orchid, the crimson cheeks are extremely beautiful, the skin that can be broken by blowing is like frost and snow, and the body is delicate, just as beautiful and flawless as the goblins in the flowers.

There are beautiful women in the north, who are left behind and independent.

One dumps the city, and then the country.

Perhaps this is the right description for the girl who is on the stage at this moment, dressed in bright red and looking as radiant as the petals of a rose flowing in the morning breeze, even in the forest where the elves live, the so-called allure is probably nothing more than that.

"Excuse me, may I ask this contestant, what is the repertoire you are performing?"

Looking at the beautiful girl who came on stage, the blushing elf host was a little at a loss for a while.

She didn't know what kind of strong man she was coming to her now, but the girl's dazzling beauty and temperament were obviously extraordinary, and in the face of such an unusual sense of oppression, even the host who had experienced the biggest scene would panic, not to mention that it was just a small town girl standing on the stage now.

But fortunately, the next performance of the girl does not need much to say from the host, so after a thrilling and meaningful smile, the words that come out of the lightly opened lips are just a bland answer:

"The songs I'm going to sing are old legends from foreign lands...... I want to dedicate it to my most important relative, and its name is "The Persistent Light Chaser"!

“............”

"We can see the brilliance shining brightly in the sky, and every ray of light is rushing towards the distant starry sky."

The first lyrics touched all the audience with an ethereal voice, and the girl dancing lightly had already shown the beautiful movement like a smart butterfly shadow.

If the petals of the flower slip off, like the reflection of the shadow in the clouds............

Surely no one could know what the legend of the girl in the bright red robe was singing, because the story she told was completely ancient beyond the imagination of mortals, and it was worth mentioning that the girl's singing language was in a very authentic abyssal language, and her singing was really only dedicated to her own relatives, and the audience in the emerald green leaf town would definitely not be able to understand it.

But language barriers have never been an artistic barrier, have they?

Even if you can't hear the meaning of the lyrics, the incredible singing and melody are still enough to shock people.

What's more, with the girl dancing gracefully, the unique mysterious artistic conception and tragic feelings of this movement have been vividly revealed.

"The brilliance shone brightly in the sky, and every ray of light was galloping into the distant starry sky. ”

There is nothing on the outside and edge of the starry sky, why do the rays of light still insist on running into the distance?

In that dark world, far from the last plane, the boundless edge of the astral plane.

Legend has it that the eternal night leads to the endless void, and legend has it that the eeriest night leads to the tomb of the god.

Where does all the light end?

What is the point of eternal silence?

What kind of truth does the so-called "possible" represent?

Whether the so-called "meaninglessness" is worth chasing.

Those things don't matter, and the end result is dispensable.

Pursuing one's own heart never requires dissuasion, just as the selfish devil never thinks of seeking salvation.

In the ancient "Age of the Awakened", there is a persistent legend who once went to the stars for pure curiosity.

Don't ask for returns, don't ask for results, just to pursue the first beam of light.

Presumably............ After countless years of hard work and hard work, she finally found the "truth" she had imagined, and she also got the happiness she dreamed of. ”