I can't be an NPC

Chapter 326 A holiday?
At some point, some figures in shabby flaxen robes appeared around the battlefield, and the passionate and provocative voices came from their melodious singing voices.

These voices are like dancing notes, gently tapping on the hearts of everyone present.

They sang loudly, sang to their heart's content, and their magical singing voices were invisibly connected to the holy voice at the bottom of the world.

Like a stringed net, it vibrates under their voices.

At the same time, a spiritual realm as vast as the sea and as majestic as a star river shrouded the entire battlefield.

The blood energy of the soldiers when they rushed to the fight, the fierce aura condensed by the collective could have resisted the judgment of the attribute immunity related to the spirit to a certain extent. The spiritual field surrounding the battlefield seemed a bit at a loss.

The singing voice, which is enough to cause the holy voice in the background of the world, reverberated unscrupulously in this spiritual field... reverberating...

So much so that the eyes of everyone in it began to soften, their wills began to weaken, their muscles began to relax, and the weapons they held tightly in their hands were no longer as hard to shake as cast steel.

Ghostly!
Even an illithid mastermind!
The supreme mage Stephen suddenly looked at the sky above the entire battlefield, where a conch-like spaceship that arrived at an unknown time could not be hidden from his eyes, and his eyes were full of incomprehensible expressions when he looked at the spaceship.

Illithids!That's an illithid!
It is not an enemy of human beings, but an enemy of all intelligent creatures with thoughts.

Their position is naturally opposite to all intelligent creatures.

But now...but now, what are they doing?
Stephen didn't make any drastic moves in the first place, and the moment the other party showed his existence, the other party's purpose could not be more clear.

The mastermind of the illithid, who enveloped the entire battlefield with its vast spiritual realm, was just to amplify those singing voices.

The singing is the protagonist.

Those songs... those songs were made by some humans.

Those who are either elegant, romantic, or decadent, in many cases, are often regarded as homeless vagabonds... bards.

These most uninhibited prodigal sons, these poets with the most romantic and free souls, are the only ones who can sing so beautifully.

And their chanting is even connected to the ubiquitous world background holy sound, which is to some extent the same as the rules and principles that their mages need to respond to when they cast spells.

travelling poet……

Stephen knew about this burgeoning profession.

It is said that it was also the creation of Master Li Wen, and after it appeared, it quickly spread among the original bards.

This is Master Li Wen's real trump card?

He has never relied on those unstable Chosen Ones, nor does he need the Chosen Ones to block the enemy's sword for him.

Because the sword never really falls on the innocent.

Is this the way to end a war?

Although there is no communication with each other, it seems that everyone has the same purpose.

It's good to stop it temporarily.

Back before everything happened, he had to have a heart-to-heart talk with that stubborn grand duke.

"Oh no~"

Ji'er beside her suddenly said softly.

Her body while speaking was like a water plant in the waves, gently swaying with the wind, or... swaying with the notes, as if her whole body and mind were immersed in the singing of those prodigal sons.

With a quiet smile on the corner of her mouth, Jier enjoyed the wonderful feeling brought by the voice of truth and kindness from the bottom of human heart at this moment.

"Listen...they didn't come here to stop this war."

Stephen was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

As a quasi-high-level legendary transcendent mage, his magic and charm attributes are terribly high, and he can subconsciously completely immunize himself against singing songs that have been amplified by the mastermind of the illithid.

Unless he lets go of his natural defenses and accepts it actively, the singing will not affect him in any way, and it will be difficult for him to truly understand what kind of emotion is in the singing.

"Let's put down our guard, that mage Li Wen's pattern is far above everyone else."

Jier seems to have a talent for seeing through people's hearts, since she was a child...

Stephen pursed his lips and let go of his mental valve.

Thus, Stephen saw a gorgeous and corrupt dream.

……

Some dark-skinned drow are active on the battlefield with lightness.

Under the dark sky attached to the spiritual realm of the illithid mastermind, the sunlight that would actually harm them seems to have been weakened somewhat.

"Why are we doing this?"

The drow who took the long knife from the soldier's hand and replaced it with a long soft breadstick pouted displeasedly.

Drow, who had just removed the magic fireball and replaced it with a big-headed doll making grimaces, put the bigger doll in his hand on top of his head, blocking the dazzling light.

"The sun is still so dazzling, I'm not used to it..."

"Jiejiejiejie~ You don't understand this. This is the method used by High Priest Poppy to confuse human beings, making them think that we are good people. This is the first step for us to return to the ground!"

"I still prefer to stay underground..."

"Stop talking, stop talking... Hurry up and work."

"Hmph~ I want to turn him around and point my butt at someone else!"

"I'm going to make a funny face for him, it's not fun to look fierce at all."

"Hahahaha! It's fun like this."

……

Is time fixed?
No, it is not time that is affected by the spell.

It's...awareness.

All substitutions exist both in reality and in dreams.

In a trance, everyone suddenly woke up in a half-dream and half-awake state.

However, in fact, this replacement is subtle, and it is only at the last moment of awareness that everyone realizes that the facts in front of them seem to be reversed instantly.

The bowstring vibrated, and what was shot was no longer a sharp arrow, but... a long strip of marshmallow.

After slashing hard, what fell on the head was not the blade shining with cold light, but the golden, fragrant and soft bread stick.

He thought he was casting a forbidden spell that would destroy the world, but it just opened a portal to another dimension... from which a lot of soft dolls fell out.

The long-range magic that wanted to bypass the army of the Chosen One and directly attack the city, but in the end it just rained colorful candy over the city.

Carefully hiding at home and watching the movement outside the window with terrified eyes, the moment they saw the candy rain, they thought they had come to heaven.

"What do you mean?"

With a sword added to the body, it turned into a loaf of bread?
The other party was slightly taken aback, looking at the bread in his hand, "recalling" his original intention, "Haven't you had breakfast yet? I brought you bean paste bread."

……

"Preventing war is only a measure of self-interest, and resolving grievances is the most brilliant method."

Stephen looked at everything that happened in front of him, and his strength guaranteed that he could clearly see all the processes that happened before and after the whole thing.

The illithid mastermind and those bards didn't appear after the war, it was just a deception of everyone's consciousness, and the real magic began earlier.

In fact, even he was belatedly aware of the mental field of the brain of the illithid, and even he had concealed it for a while. As for the others... I am afraid that they still don't know that there is another force that interfered with it. past their choice.

Naturally, the drow elves who had been here before, and the conch-like battleship still hovering above their heads would not be found.

However... Can this kind of behavior really completely resolve that "curse"?

……

"What am I doing?"

"Come here... for the holidays?"

Swords became bread, spells became gifts, armor became dresses.

The entire battlefield was built to be as festive as the Creation Day before the Chinese New Year.

Looking at the food in their hands and the structure around them, the faces of the soldiers of the Burning Blade Legion could hardly hold back their original stern faces.

Some "people" have even changed their expressions for them.

A false haze eroded their senses and made them doubt their actions.

But it's not just for now...

This unreal hazy feeling has been traveling upstream in the long river of time along their memory.

Spread to the farther past.

Longer ago... Longer ago...

When?

There is no fixed point.

imperceptibly.

The hazy memory stretched forward with increasing ambiguity, so that all their actions in recent times were covered with a haze of blur.

And this is not something that happens to one person.

The reactions of others around them confirmed what they felt was right.

It seems that since earlier, they have fallen into some kind of hazy dream, and it seems that a terrible obsession has been implanted in their hearts, and it will be difficult to give up if they don't do so.

And now... the dream woke up.

When the sober wills of the people are intertwined, there is a huge conflict with that unified "will".

It's just that this kind of conflict comes from the level of consciousness, and no one knows what kind of magnificence has happened in their collective ocean of consciousness.

The players did not make any additional reactions at this time. Naturally, they would not be truly affected by the soul or spirit, but the rules from the "Goddess of Creation" made them, after encountering this situation, It also needs to adapt to the change of the scene.

At this moment, the prompt message of "system" is only flashing on their panel.

The battlefield... fell silent.

……

"What's the matter, why don't you move?"

"Didn't you want to punch out your brain just now? Why did you suddenly become a candy bread doll?"

"Blindfolding! It must be blindfolding! It's all the tricks of these NPCs!"

"What trick?"

"They just want to find an excuse to spend the holidays. It must be some outrageous oracle issued by the Goddess of Wealth."

"It's outrageous..."

And no matter what the players who did not participate in this war and only saw it through the broadcast screen think in their hearts, the facts cannot be changed.

People in the city stepped out of their homes one after another, watching the colorful rain composed of candy, dolls, bread and other things slowly falling from the sky.

Helen looked at the colorful sky, and an unbelievable light reflected in her eyes.

There has never been a moment when war looks so gorgeous and romantic in people's eyes.

And the soldiers of the Burning Blade Legion who were stunned in the confrontation between the two consciousnesses also woke up after the "war" in their minds was over, and they walked forward with the "gift" in their hands, with smiles on their faces.

They, who were supposed to be stationed at the gate of the abyss to protect the mainland, would one day take up swords and fight against their own clansmen. This is unacceptable to them.

Then, start making up for it right now.

……

Stephen wanted to find Li Wen. He didn't know how Li Wen used the spirit sucker mastermind and even so many drow elves, but these were not important.

These races, which are inherently evil in the eyes of normal people, have not done anything evil at this moment under Li Wen's instigation. On the contrary, they are preventing the most evil thing in the world from happening.

And Stephen just wanted to find Master Li Wen, a mage who is good at creating miracles, and study together how to resolve the problems that the entire Dreiser State is facing——

Dreiser State is huge.

Burning Blade is not everything in Dreiser.

Even the strange "curse of war" may not only exist in Dreiser, and it may not be present in other places.

Stephen has already noticed the special "curse" affecting the minds of people in Dreiser, which seems to come from some kind of transcendent existence. If the fundamental problem is not solved, the resolution of one or two regional wars will have no effect on the overall situation.

If only relying on this illithid mastermind, even if it is exhausted to death, it will not be able to resolve the "curse" of Dreiser's state, let alone those races that may exist in other places.

Only by finding the source can it be truly resolved.

However, the conch shell ship disappeared at some point.

There is still the next battlefield, when the Burning Blade Legion bared its fangs against Sword Wind City, the army of the Golden Lion Kingdom was also ready to move against Dreiser State itself.

The first city to suffer was undoubtedly the first city in Dreiser State bordering the Kingdom of the Golden Lion.

……

"Hey~"

"Hey~"

"Hey~"

The strength and configuration of the Golden Lion Kingdom's army is undoubtedly more complete. However, under the influence of the demigod-level spiritual field and the spells of more bards led by Shakespeare, the "cannonballs" fired from their magic crystal cannons It was still bright fireworks exploding all over the sky.

The soldiers of the Golden Lion Kingdom had nothing serious in their minds, so they were dumbfounded...

"who am I?"

"where am I?"

"What am I doing?"

The original fighting spirit that was not too firm from the order disappeared in an instant, and they began to reflect on whether their actions were correct...

Li Wen, who was standing on the shell ship, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the people on the two battlefields had stopped.

The next moment, I received a task submission reminder from... Ah Zhi and the other four.

They're back too?

(End of this chapter)