Chapter 1415 "Fallen Angel Script"

"Let's focus on breaking free first and save as many soldiers as we can."

While the elders were trying hard not to be provoked and focused on breaking free, Wilhelm's cheerful and childish voice sounded once more.

"Tonight's show is called 'Fallen Angels'. Our show will feature beautiful angels with white wings, and the script is a tragedy, yet blood-boiling."

"I'm sure everyone here will enjoy the show as much as I do!"

"Okay, let's not talk too much. Let me show you the ultimate puppet theater show that you will never see before."

"Ladies and gentlemen...presenting, The Fallen Angels!"

Once Wilhelm's voice alternated between his own voice and little Joan's voice, the crimson mist that acted as the curtain covering the round stage slowly disappeared.

This stage was indeed strange because no matter from which angle, you would still be able to see the whole show, as if it was projected with 3D technology or something.

The moment the crimson mist slowly disappeared, the audience immediately saw the silhouette of countless celestials flying freely in the air.

The stage was suddenly lit up and the background also changed into a realistic starry night, exactly the same as the one outside the domain.

The music played a gentle yet somewhat eerie tone, making people rub their arms to feel their goosebumps.

As if it wasn't enough, one could immediately hear the cheerful laughter and voices from the 'angels' flying in the air.

If they didn't see these angels' voices, they would think that the angels were flying happily, living a good life.

Unfortunately, when the mist completely disappeared, the whole scene appeared in everyone's eyes.

These angels...there were thousands of them, and each of them had visible crimson threads hanging on their bodies.

These people weren't Wilhelm's puppets. They were those who were still in war machine mode, yet restricted by the rules of the domain.

The red threads that hang them in the air to let them 'fly' were indeed Wilhelm's threads, but not the threads used to manipulate puppets.

It was just replacements for wires used in movie shooting when the actors wanted to shoot flying scenes or other actions.

The 'hanged' celestials flapped their wings, and their every movement was controlled by the threads on their bodies.

Even the movement of their wings was precisely measured, looking stiff and weird.

And this was still not fully controlled by Wilhelm, just restricted by the domain to follow the domain lord's wishes.

As the celestials on the stage continued to fly and laughed with stiff smiles and eyes, Wilhelm's voice continued to sound as the narrator.

"Once upon a time, in a faraway land above the clouds, a lot of angels with white wings happily flew in the blue sky."

"They would fly from dawn to night, from night to dawn, tirelessly flapping their wings, because they're meant to fly forever."

The 'puppets' on the stage continued to fly like that, but they didn't know that the flow of time on the stage was different from the one at the audience.𝗳𝐫ee𝘸𝗲𝚋𝓃𝚘v𝘦𝚕.𝑐𝒐𝐦

After all, stages always had their own time flow following the script, and Wilhelm's domain completely replicated that.

Even if he didn't have any time-related ability, his ability as a puppet master allowed him to set up stages, which vaguely touched the boundary of time.

The celestials flying in the sky didn't know how long they flapped their wings like that but following Wilhelm's narration...

The celestials really felt as if they tirelessly flew from dawn to night, from night to morning.

Even worse, Wilhelm continued his narration as if it was nothing.

"The angels had been living like this for hundreds of years, not feeling tired to fly all day because they're born for the sky."

"They held their chins up and had eyes above their heads, looking down on people below the clouds."

"Wings are their gifts, and to fly for hundreds of years, singing and dancing, have always been their mission."

Following Wilhelm's narration, the celestials really felt as if they had been flying for thousands of years!

But which lunatic would never feel tired of flying? Even real birds also rested their wings sometimes, but they couldn't!

Unknown to them, their wings were also decorated with the flow of time on the stage, and their wings shed countless feathers within seconds.

Their wings broke one by one, but the threads kept them in the air, mechanically flapping their broken wings.

The number of actors on the stage continued to grow as Wilhelm's narration continued, and in less than a minute...

50.000 celestials densely filled the stage, and one by one, they truly lost their wings.

The time flow outside of the stage was only a few minutes, or maybe not even a minute.

But following the puppet master's control and narration, countless celestials quietly broke the wings.

If their lifespans weren't long, they would have aged in an instant and would also die on the spot!

But thankfully, only a handful of older ones died on the stage, but their corpses still mechanically flew in the sky, happily smiling as if they weren't corpses.

When they died because of the 'hundred of years' narration, their bodies became complete puppets, merging with Wilhelm's domain.

Seeing this, the elders in the audience seats almost puked.

"Damn it! How could this boy's domain even involve the law of time?! How could this be??"

"His ability is a puppet master, and in his domain, he created a theater."

"It's normal in ordinary theater that the flow of time on the stage will be much faster or slower than the one outside the stage."

This is why a puppet master with a domain is such a scary existence!

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