This time, I won't be the devil.

But even insects, if there are enough of them, can block out the sky and the sun.

Thinking of this, Frey, inspired by the music, played the piano harder.

Hey, Wind God, you should have heard it, right?

As long as you take action now, the one million people in the city will become your loyal believers.

If you want the power of faith, this is a very good deal.

Also, humans are very selfish creatures.

If you still turn a blind eye to things even after this, no one will be willing to believe in you in the future.

What's more, the elven princess would not die in the typhoon. She would definitely tell her people everything she witnessed.

Muse, you wouldn't want your favorite elves to have their faith shaken, would you?

As Frey plucked the harp frantically, the strings in his hand emitted bursts of mournful cries.

Not only him, all the performers gave their all at this time.

Sweat and rain mixed together, evaporating into white mist.

The sounds of the musical instruments symphony together, like bursts of dragon roars.

The reason why Frey thought that the God of Wind would take action was not because he believed in the power of the god, but on the contrary, it was because he saw the god's weakness.

The existence of the Age of Law proves that humans can live well, or even better, even without gods.

However, the gods cannot prove that they can exist independently from human faith.

This means that gods are neither indispensable nor invincible.

Frey once told Ivan that he just wanted to live a free life.

If someone threatens his safety and freedom, he will do everything he can to eliminate them.

Even God is the same.

So, enough is enough, right? It's time to put this farce to rest.

You'd better not let me down completely...

With a sharp explosion, the strings of the guitar in Frey's hand finally broke under the heavy weight.

In an instant, the whole city fell into silence.

This was certainly not because they noticed Frey's guitar, but because they heard the wind.

"It's the singing of the wind. The wind god heard it, he heard it!" Santiago cheered.

At the same time, a strong wind blew over the city.

Under the guidance of the wind, the soul power of everyone gathered together, turning into a torrent, rushing towards the gap in the Wall of the Wind God.

I stayed up all night to finish coding last night. I accidentally fell asleep while correcting typos. After waking up, I felt that there were a few paragraphs I was not satisfied with, so I revised a lot. I have been procrastinating until now. I am really sorry.

Chapter 66 Guitar Hero

On the afternoon of December 12, after everything was settled, Frey took Noelle to Liufeng Reef.

As a shell lover, Noelle has long wanted to come to the beach, but unfortunately, due to the constant crises in recent days, she has never found an opportunity.

It just so happened that Frey also had to go to the beach today, so he accompanied her.

Unlike usual, Frey was wearing sunglasses, a mask and a baseball cap, wrapping himself tightly.

The reason for disguise is that there are countless eyes on the street looking for Frey. Once his whereabouts are exposed, it will inevitably cause a commotion.

The opportunity was the Fengling Festival the day before yesterday.

Frey was so preoccupied with preparing for the storm that he inadvertently overlooked one point.

Unlike previous years, this year's Fengling Festival, which is watched by 100 million people across the city at the same time and is related to the survival of the city, can be said to be an unprecedented super stage.

The 20 temporary performers on the stage naturally attracted the attention of the entire city as heroes who saved the city.

The most eye-catching one among them was naturally Stella, the lead singer, and second only to her was Frey, who played the guitar on the side. The two of them became the representatives of this performance.

The bassist next to Frey was obviously working very hard, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him.

This situation occurs mainly because of appearance.

Among the 20 performers, Frey was the only young and handsome man, so he naturally stood out in the eyes of the female audience, who made up half of the audience.

Under the gloomy sky, Frey, dressed in black and with black hair, played the guitar with all his might in the heavy rain. His arrogant posture, which finally broke the strings, attracted countless people's attention.

A poet at the scene described the scene as – the darkness of a raging rain.

At first, faced with the threat of death, no one cared much about the performers' appearance.

But after the crisis was over, the citizens of the music capital quickly regained their love for entertainment.

As people watched the video over and over again, more and more people began to notice Frey and gave him a new nickname - "Guitar Hero".

The news media, sensing the heat, quickly took action. Last night, the latest issue of the tidbit magazine "Bang Dream" featured two headlines:

[Shock! The Untold Secret of a Super Talented Idol]:

Miss Stella, who saved the music capital, actually dyed her pink hair, and her real hair color is actually white!

In response to this, fans said - I like it even more!

[Breaking News! Guitar Hero's True Identity]:

Who knows, Guitar Hero is so cool! I love it, I'm already hooked!

Everyone must be curious about who this black-haired man who suddenly appeared is. According to the latest investigation by our frontline reporter Yumei Maru Fumi, we finally discovered the true identity of the guitar hero.

He is the recognized leader of Miss Stella's fans, the Little Stars - General Star...

This news was written yesterday, and today, a media outlet that works with the city government has revealed Frey's real name.

This morning, countless reporters who wanted to interview Frey blocked the hotel entrance, and various organizations also came to the door, wanting to invite him to work.

Including large talent scouting companies, well-known bands, advertisers, and gigolo clubs, etc.

Even the mayor wanted to recruit Frey to be his assistant in politics and use this wave of popularity to help him win votes.

But Frey declined all of these invitations.

If he took the opportunity to debut as an idol, he might be able to make a fortune, but once a newcomer like him who has no foundation and suddenly becomes popular enters the entertainment industry, there is a high probability that his value will be squeezed out by crazy capital hype, and he will become a bystander after his popularity fades.

The same applies to politics. Instead of spending time scheming with a group of politicians for a little power, it is better to continue to improve your strength. Without sufficient strength as a guarantee, power is nothing but duckweed in the water.

When they passed by the Little Stars' fan club, Frey took a look from a distance.

This place is surrounded by a group of girls who want to know more about Guitar Hero.

Frey once warned the little stars not to reveal his information to outsiders.

Those loyal fans of Stella and those who kept their promises resisted the temptation.

But there were bad people among the crowd, and some little stars betrayed their general without any hesitation under the girls' eager questioning.

There were even people who, in order to show off in front of the girls, claimed to be the people who knew Frey best and deliberately made up a bunch of lies.

Alas~ It’s caused by star repression.

Fortunately, Frey did not reveal any useful information to the little stars, so now they are making up stories, which can only confuse people.

As Frey's skills continue to improve, his reputation will spread sooner or later. Being regarded as a guitarist who suddenly became popular is not necessarily a bad thing.

After passing through the iron fence and entering the indigenous reservation of Liufeng Reef, Frey finally took off his disguise.

A gust of sea breeze blew, and the tide with white water splashed on the gravel beach on the shore, and occasionally small shrimps or crabs were washed ashore.

Noelle squatted on the gravel beach, sometimes looking for shells, sometimes playing with the shrimps and crabs.

Looking at her, Frey's nerves, which had been tense for several days, temporarily relaxed.

The two of them played on the beach for a while, and when the devil's hour came, they came to a hidden reef.

"Noelle, are you ready?" Frey asked after confirming that there was no one around.

"Well, although I'm not proficient yet, I will try my best."

Frey opened his waist bag and pulled out an urn.

After defeating Ivan, in order to prevent the possibility of his resurrection, Frey used fire magic to burn his remains into ashes.

While searching for various materials left behind by the cultists, Frey found Ivan's diary and learned about his life.

According to Ivan's own account, his ancestors were originally islanders of Bondolim. After making their first fortune by raising poultry, they left the island and went to the Free City to do business.

According to the islanders' tradition, people must be buried at sea after death. Frey came to the beach today to see Ivan off for the last time.

After scattering Ivan's ashes into the sea, Frey and Noelle played a farewell song together.

Amidst the sound of flutes, the sun began to sink in the west, and the huge sun disk touched the sea surface, dyeing the water orange-red and dotted with starlight.

When the blowing was over, the familiar prompt sounded again in Frey's mind:

Tip: Talent [Witness] has been activated.

Witnessing the end of the cult leader Ivan, new information is recorded in the Book of Fools.

[Soul Strength +0.2]

Obtained skills: [Law of Silence]

Chapter 67 Waiting and hoping

The triggering of [Witness] surprised Frey.

After reviewing the materials left by the cultists and watching Ivan's memory fragments, he was convinced that the ritual was a sacrifice of souls.

The reason why Frey wanted to see Ivan off was to verify whether his soul was still in the world.

The experience just now also confirmed a guess that Frey had always had.

Unlike the ownerless souls dropped by maze monsters, gods can collect the power of human souls but cannot directly take away the souls themselves.

If the soul is compared to a bank account, then the gods can collect the assets in the account, but cannot directly gain control of the account or close it. Things like providing faith and sacrificing souls require humans to do it voluntarily.