214 Small Episode 3 (1/2)
It was like the whole world was going wrong. Cullen blacked out and his ears rang. He was completely clueless as to what was happening. Why did Charles join in their coherence and work so hard to help them play the music, share the pressure, and help Banner to complete the movement? Was it because of his long-time hatred for Ye Qingxuan that he took this opportunity to kill Ye Qingxuan? Or did he want to betray his friends so that he could join in the student council? Or was he going to do something bad?
No, that was not right. The main control of the coherence was in the hands of Banner. Charles could only help after joining in. If he wanted to spoil it, he would be the one to take the pressure when the music theoretic balance was destroyed and be the first to die. So why did he do this?
Cullen’s face paled instantly and every cell of his body was screaming, ”Something’s fishy! Fishy! Fishy! Fishy!” There must be something wrong here! They must have some kind of trick! But what was it? He wanted to call off Banner, but Banner was already immersed in the immense power, calling the shadow in the clouds, and had fallen into madness.
In any case, the fourth movement was nearly complete! The shadow of the giant dragon would be summoned to completely destroy the Eastern kid. Whatever Charles had intended to do, it was too late.
In the next moment, in the heavy darkness of the night, a rainstorm fell from the sky. Everything lost its color under the roaring thunder. Mighty was the nature’s power.
Even people outside were shaken to numbness and were immobilized. They were frightened by the terrible pressure in the clouds. The clouds broke apart, from which the embryo of destruction was finally born.
Banner laughed because in the next moment, the dragon would descend from the sky and destroy everything.
”I haven’t seen such a crazy student in decades.”
”He’s only eighteen years old but he dared to challenge the Resonance level and is even able to resonate weakly with the aether sea ...”
”Is this a skill of the School of Royalty? It’s really impressive.”
”Although this is too bold, but his talent should not be denied.”
On the stands, the professors exchanged views with each other and looked to Ye Qingxuan with some compassion. Perhaps this talented youth who recently became infamous would become Banner’s stepping stone on the path to success?
Startled shouts also came from the spectators. Many graduates were pale with the horror of the horrible astronomical phenomenon. They were full of astonishment, fear, confusion, and exclamation. Was this the difference between geniuses and mortals? It was like they finally realized how shallow their abilities were. After such a long time, they had barely touched the edge of Deva sensing. How old was he? How was he able to reach the Resonance level?
Under all the troubled eyes, the clouds, dark as iron, cracked apart. A pair of ice-blue eyes opened within. They lit up with the majesty from the top of the food chain. The eyes were cold, serious, dignified, and high and mighty. It was the emperor sitting on his throne. Everything was only dust before it; all living things were his slaves.
Under the call of the music, the hideous shadow rose from the throne made by those iron clouds. Then it descended from the sky and uttered a thunderous roar, ”Meow!” At this moment, whether it was on the field or outside the city, the bleachers or the auditorium, the locker room or even the entire Royal Academy of Music, it was all thrown into silence.
There was a deadly awkward silence. Everyone stared blankly at each other and could not believe what they had seen.
Only at the very edge of the field, Old Phil suddenly raised its head, opened its mouth excitedly and began barking.
”Is it the effect of the fourth movement from Symphony No. 8?” The bleachers were still silent as Egor asked weakly, ”Or am I seeing incorrectly? Why do I see a...a...”
”Cat,” Ludwig replied blankly. ”Yes, it's a cat.”
At this moment, everyone felt the limitations of their brain and suddenly felt that their IQ was too low. What the h*ll was going on? There was such a big buildup, such strong aetheric fluctuations, such an awesome prestige and majestic momentum...but all that was summoned was a f*cking cat! Next, was the most embarrassing, most difficult and darkest minute since the establishment of the Royal Academy of Music.
Countless people began suspecting their own eyes and sanity, asking themselves if they smoked too much mandala last night. How could they have such an illusion?
A cat?
Why was it a cat…
The gray cat had four pure white paws and a strand of white at the tip of its tail. It walked back and forth in the arena. Banner's face was pale as he watched the cat rubbing around himself sweetly.
The cat’s face revealed a fawning expression. The expression was even more exaggerated than that of a human. It was b*tchy, just like the b*stard standing in the corner of the field, almost passing out from laughter!
”Hahahaha ...” Charles was now rolling on the floor laughing, and had almost lost his breath. He pounded the ground with indescribable joy in his heart. After so many years of disappointment, he finally let others experience how he had felt before.
This world was like this. After one suffered, watching others suffer again was a great enjoyment. Especially for Charles, who was a b*stard that was best at feeding others sh*t, seeing this scene made him cry tears of joy.
As Banner’s face twisted, Charles’s laughter gradually spread like an infection until, in the end, everyone in the stands laughed involuntarily. Both on and off-field were suffused with this light atmosphere.
To quote Charles’s dream talk about computer games, all the laughter lacked was someone saying ”good game!” But this was not the end.
Three kittens fell down one by one, in the dark clouds which had not dissipated yet. After landing, they started torturing Banner’s teammates like a windstorm.