People are collapsing iron and possessing all the worlds

The dream world was originally a floating venue for the Harmony Ceremony.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine family choir members had already gathered here. They came from different families, but from the moment they joined the choir, according to the tradition of Pinoconi, they no longer obeyed the orders of their original families, but instead devoted themselves to serving the Lord of God, singing without stopping, and sending harmonious hymns to the entire universe.

Because of the characteristics of harmony, the messenger of Hippe does not often appear in front of the world as an independent person, but will immediately descend on anyone in the family. The so-called one with a thousand faces is nothing more than this.

But when the family needs it, it can also use the choir's harmonious strings to make the tuner leading the choir serve as the Chosen One and directly become the messenger of Hippe.

At this time, Sunday, who had already prepared, stood on a high platform like a conductor's podium, and his eyes swept over the nearly ten thousand choir members in front of him.

Although there were over 10,000 people, the venue was wide enough to accommodate nearly 10,000 people and still have a lot of space left.

"Then, let's start."

Take a deep breath, Sunday slowly raised his baton.

In an instant, the harmony music started.

The hymns of praise from 9,999 poets penetrated the venue and echoed in the sky of the dream world.

As the harmony hymns sounded, the dream world, which had been in chaos due to the fireworks and had signs of order collapse, calmed down and looked up at the direction of the venue.

Even if they were not members of the family, their spirits and minds were also in sync under the power of harmony.

The tourists who had not yet left the dream world felt as if they were immersed in a warm hot spring, feeling comfortable all over, and their hearts were filled with peace and joy.

"This is really..."

Still sitting on the huge billboard, Hanabi kept shaking her head.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at a small mask hanging on her waist.

That was the little prop that Bai Yu got from Aha, which was specially used to deal with her, the fool lady. But now this mask that originally made Hanabi hate her so much has become a talisman that allows her to be completely unaffected by the music of harmony.

"Breaking the barriers between people's hearts and making everyone's spirits merge into one is not that simple."

Hanabi smiled like a little devil as her little hands plucked the invisible strings in front of her, disrupting the music of harmony around her.

If the family is really as it claims to be, under the blessing of the Lord of Harmony, every member can love each other and live in harmony without distinction, how could there be so many monsters in this dream world?

What's more, even without a detailed investigation, Hua Huo knew that countless people had left the family or even Tongxie for various reasons throughout history.

But the family never mentioned this.

In the final analysis, in Hua Huo's opinion, the family today does not really understand and practiceAccording to the philosophy of Xi Pei, what they call harmony is not the harmony of all people——

——but "all people are forced to reach harmony with the dream master".

...Dividing line...

As the choir sang the hymn of harmony to a climax, Sunday vaguely felt that some power and will descended on him.

In a trance, he seemed to hear the voices of countless people.

That was the voice of each member of the family, too noisy and chaotic, and it was difficult to distinguish any effective information.

The brain was filled with needle-like pain, but soon, the pain and discomfort disappeared, and when he opened his eyes, Sunday entered a mysterious state he had never experienced before.

He is the family, and the family is him.

As long as he wants, he can now easily mobilize the power of everyone in the family.

"Is this... the tuner of the strings of harmony?"

Exhaling a breath, Sunday raised his hand.

The choir's hymn came to an abrupt end.

Deep in his high-spirited expression, there was a lingering worry.

(...As expected.)

(In the harmonious music, I couldn't feel my father's presence at all.)

...Dividing line...

Exile.

Bai Yu and Huang Quan continued to move forward.

"Something seems to have happened outside?"

At a certain moment, Huang Quan suddenly listened attentively, and then asked Bai Yu:

"It seems to be very chaotic."

"Well, Xing Xiao has invaded."

Huang Quan was unable to react to Bai Yu's words for a while. After realizing what Xing Xiao's invasion meant, she put her hand on the hilt of the knife and whispered, "Do you need me to go back first?"

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Looking at her expression, she was not worried at all.

The Lord of Extinction is terrified in the sea of ​​stars, but Huang Quan is not afraid of the legendary Star Howl.

"No, I have already made arrangements. Well, we seem to have reached the border of the exile area. Further ahead is the depths of the Great Void of the Memory Domain, which the family and even the prisoners of the company era have never set foot in. Are you ready?"

Huang Quan raised his head and looked at the huge black hole in the distance.

The magical thing is that according to the speed of the two people, they have crossed at least billions of kilometers along the way, but the black hole seems to have not gotten closer at all.

"Towards the Black Sun?"

"Yes, toward the Black Sun." Bai Yu nodded, "Just like the legendary Icarus."

.. . ...

"Icarus?"

"A person who knew that he would die if he flew toward the sun, but still went to the sun without hesitation."

"Then——" Huang Quan's hair began to turn white from the top of his head.

This time Bai Yu did not stop him, butHe calmly watched Huang Quan enter a state of self-destruction.

"——Let me make the first move."

...Dividing line...

Reality, the lobby of the Daydream Hotel, this place is no longer the same as it used to be.

Chaos and screams continued to sound. Those nobles who once stood high in the galaxy, now facing the massive invasion of the antimatter army, showed no better ugliness than the most ordinary people - even worse.

"Everyone... please don't panic! Please... oops...!"

In the crowd, Misha tried to persuade the guests to calm down like a helpless child, but unfortunately, no one could see him from beginning to end.

"What should I do... The dream is about to collapse..."

"You look like you need help?"

The voice behind him made Misha overjoyed.

Turning around, looking at Xingbao who was smiling at him with a baseball bat on his shoulder, Misha stepped forward and begged as if she had seen a savior:

"A guest!? Great! Can you help me! My dream is about to collapse!"

"Sure." Xingbao nodded, and then changed the subject, "But you have to tell me, who are you?" B.