463 The sudden appearance of despair (1/2)
”Lalalalalalala...”
It was a prelude that was being hummed, but even so, the instant the voice that had yet to become a song sounded, many miracles had already happened.
Earthbound Yaksha felt a divine aura that it deeply hated ever since the beginning of its existence. Countless ear-piercing screeches constantly resounded in its ears as it suddenly found its body extremely heavy. It was as though dozens of invisible chains had restrained its body in an ever-tightening fashion. It made the Earthbound Yaksha find it harder to breathe. Its strength seemed to be decreasing bit by bit.
Mu Yuesheng, Pulp Farmer, Liu Yu, and Feng Yuanlin, who had been suppressed by Earthbound Yaksha's 'Soul Suppression' suddenly felt relief from the pressure on their bodies. The combat apprehension that repressed their souls had vanished as an invisible strength seemed to surge into their bodies from the world. Their frailty was quickly removed.
Sunless felt that her fatigue was wearing away at an extremely fast speed as her blood began to boil. More and more energy filled her every cell as the sword in her hand emitted a delightful sword hum.
Speechless was immediately awakened from his dazed state. He had been blessed by the melody both physically and mentally, but unlike the other rookies, he didn't feel much joy. Without needing to turn his head, he could already guess whose voice it was.
As for the others, they spontaneously turned their heads towards the origins of the voice, and together, they widened their eyes in astonishment.
The bespectacled silver-haired girl was standing on the ground and gracefully extending her arms out. Her eyes were closed and with her pink lips opened, she sang with deep emotions. Even though it was a simple 'lalala...”, but the 'miracle' that was created by that melodious voice, tune and timber had already hinted at her special identity.
”Mu Lengxi...”
”She's actually a Muse!?”
A Muse was an extremely rare job class in the human world. It was different from singers who used their voice to entertain people. The melody sung by Muses could create 'miracles'. Depending on the song, it would result in different miraculous effects.
Muses could be said to be a teammate that every professional hero team yearned to have on the team. They were talents coveted by armies of various nations, and they were a humanoid weapon that could affect an entire war.
Muses was such a rare and treasured existence.
The group never expected that they would encounter a 'Muse' during the organization rookie selection. Muses were special talents that any organization would protect with utmost secrecy, but what surprised them even more was that Mu Lengxi, whom they had mistaken as a 'mute', actually could produce such an endearing voice.
Liu Yu stammered, ”A miracle of the world of magic, a treasured Muse...What sort of monsters are this year's rookies?”
However, the true shock had yet to begin because after Mu Lengxi finished singing the 'lalala' prelude, she belted out the first line to the lyrics that was raw with emotion, allowing her to fully express the miracle of a muse!
”I walk through this relentless downpour!”
This was the first line to the lyrics that was the calmest, but it blew the minds of everyone!
The energy that surged into their bodies, with their fatigue and pain subsiding, they were filled with boiling fighting spirit and courage. Everything was qualitatively different from the 'lalala' prelude.
”That's...Muse Silvermoon's 'Last Stardust'!”
That was a miraculous song widely known by many. Therefore, the moment music-loving Feng Yuanlin heard the first line, he was able to name the song.
To the rookies on the verge of collapse, Mu Lengxi's voice had undoubtedly created a miracle. It combined energy, fighting spirit and healing as one, giving them the ability to continue fighting.
But to Earthbound Yaksha, the song was like a devil's curse, or the judgment of an angel. It was suffering in torment and it did not want to endure it another moment!
”Die!”
Earthbound Yaksha was inordinately furious as it charged towards Mu Lengxi.
”Protect the Muse!”
That was a classic phrase often shouted in battle. And at this moment, it was shouted by Speechless.
Pulp Farmer and company had long understood that the Muse would become the focused target of the enemy and had already started to approach where Mu Lengxi was.
As Mu Lengxi's song gave them resolute battle will, Earthbound Yaksha's 'Soul Suppression' was finally unable to bind them again.
Pulp Farmer, Liu Yu, Mu Yuesheng, and Feng Yuanlin timely obstructed Earthbound Yaksha. Finally, they were no longer powerless to do battle.
Speechless heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that. He turned his head and wanted to tell Sunless to take the opportunity to kill Field Marshal Awesomo, but he saw that she had already taken action.
When Earthbound Yaksha charged forward with complete disregard of anything, it had left Field Marshal Awesomo alone. Sunless had immediately grabbed the opportunity she had been waiting for.
Field Marshal Awesomo, who had turned fearful from the beatings, fumbled to escape, but he was quickly caught. Once again, he holed up like a turtle in defense while covering his head. He constantly shouted 'save me' to Earthbound Yaksha. His pathetic appearance made it impossible to think that he was a Level Lord.
When Earthbound Yaksha saw the situation, it hesitated for a moment. It did not dare to violate the orders of the Excellency, so it was prepared to turn back to save Field Marshal Awesomo.
Speechless had already charged over.
”Hold it back!”
With forces coming from the front and back, Earthbound Yaksha was repressed by Mu Lengxi's melody. Its 'Soul Suppression' was no longer effective and it was really trapped by the five rookies in its original spot.
...
Mu Lengxi was immersed in her own world. When she closed her eyes to sing, she needed to devote all her feelings to create the 'miracle of a muse'.
”I walk through this relentless downpour!”
”With my drenched and trembling shoulders!”
People who heard it imagined themselves in a relentless downpour, and how their thinly-clad bodies were being drenched in the rain. Their shoulders trembled because of the cold, but even so, they still walked on resolutely.
Was she expressing the need to be 'resolute'?
”Towards the ends of my ideals!”
”And with worn out tiny hands!”
”Pick up the faded memories!”
”Cover up my hollow heart!”
When one's heart reached the ends of one's ideals, please recall the budding past. Even if that pair of tiny hands was hurt while working hard to climb upwards, recall the beautiful memories that had faded until one's heart is filled.
Was she expressing that 'courage' was needed to pursue one's ideals?
”The things called love and sympathy!”
”I do not mind abandoning them all!”