Chapter 428
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The movie had come to the last part of the final battle.
The male lead led a large number of wyverns to fight against the steel warships of the humans in the sky.
The Na 'vi on horseback charged towards the human army riding on magic dolls. The wyverns pounced on the steel warships with their flesh and blood.
The Dark Elves didn't even have the time to blink in the final battle.
There was no suspense in the outcome of the battle. In the end, the Na 'vi united the beasts on this planet and banished the humans from Earth.
This was within the Dark Elf's expectations. She clapped softly, but the Dark Elf didn't hear any applause from the audience.
When she looked down at the audience, the Marshal of the Amt, who first stood up to support the Na 'vi, had fallen asleep on his chair. The unique smell of strong alcohol had spread throughout the theater.
"Maybe I should add a rule forbidding bringing alcohol into the theater." Cheil wasn't used to the smell of strong alcohol in the Land of Frost.
"Before that, you need to mediate the conflict between your subjects."
The Dark Elf's sharp hearing had already captured the argument below.
After the movie ended, the audience's opinion towards the movie was polarized.
The generals and ministers from the Land of Frost had successfully split into three camps after watching the movie. The first camp thought that the humans in the movie were too cruel and supported the Na 'vi to protect their homeland.
The other camp probably had the same thoughts as the Dark Elf. They believed that the weak should be eaten by the strong and condemned the male lead as a traitor to the humans.
As for the third camp, they belonged to the neutral camp. Apart from exclaiming that the movie's illusions were amazing and the plot was interesting, they didn't have any bias towards the two camps.
Strictly speaking, the Dark Elves were neutral. But from what the Dark Elf heard, the audience didn't seem to be satisfied with "reasoning with others."
The Dark Elves didn't mind watching the Land of Frost diplomacy after watching the movie.
"Seems like they're completely immersed in the story."
Cheil stood at the edge of the second floor and sighed as he looked down at his subjects and generals.
Back when Cheil was watching Falosi's stage plays, he had never been so 'stubborn' about a character's fate, because Cheil knew that it was all 'acting'.
Avatar was different. If not for the fact that the movie kept reminding him that this was a fictional world, Cheil would have treated it as a real world just like them.
However, Cheil had no time for them to do such meaningless things.
"Stop! Everyone. " Cheil's cold voice rang clearly in everyone's ears. Light blue magic inscriptions appeared on her hands, and the darkness that shrouded the second layer was instantly dispelled.
All the audience looked up, and when they saw their King standing on the platform, they immediately fell into silence.
"This is just a fictional story for you to relax. Don't take it too seriously," said Cheil. Shayle said, "Time off is over. Soldiers, get ready to go to the battlefield in three hours."
… …
The Dark Elf turned into a crow and perched on the ceiling of the castle.
A war conference was being held in the castle. General Amt, who had fallen asleep due to alcohol, was now fully awake.
More than 20 generals from the stronghold were standing around a round table in the hall. On the table was a map of the Land of Frost.
"What's the final result?"
Josiah's message came through the Dark Elf's Weave again. The Dark Elf in the form of a crow tilted her head and quickly clicked on the Weave interface with her beak.
"Although some people supported the Na 'vi after watching the movie, there were still some who insisted that the humans were right to invade. The audience from both sides almost fought because of this. But the worst thing is that the generals who supported the Na' vi are now discussing how to attack the Realm of Demons as if nothing had happened."
The Dark Elf looked down. The General Amt was gesticulating about the current situation in the Coldwind Plains. Judging from his fighting spirit, the Dark Elf felt that he would definitely not show mercy to the demons on the battlefield.
"Almost fought? Then 'Avatar' is considered a success. "
"A success?"
The Dark Elf did not understand how it was a success. Didn't Josiah's original intention in filming this movie to make the humans think of the demons through the Na 'vi and then try to ease the tension on the battlefield?
"Yes, this means that the audience really liked one of the characters in the story. It could be the Na 'vi who is close to nature, or the iron-willed human general, or even the planet Pandora itself. That's why they want to seek justice for their favorite character," Josiah quickly replied.
"Even if someone likes those unreasonable humans, it's still considered a success?" The Dark Elf continued to ask Josiah.
"Those humans are also characters in this movie." Josiah spent a few minutes explaining some of his thoughts to the Dark Elf. "'Avatar' is the best way to ease the warmongering of the generals in the Land of Frost, but I don't expect the people of the Land of Frost to think that the war with the demons is unfair after watching this movie. This movie is a work of art to me, but realistically speaking, it's an excellent invasion tool."
"Invasion … tool."
"That's right. Which country's people would reject those shocking magical machines, human expeditions to another world, and the colorful Otherworld? None! This movie can be adapted to almost any country's people. Not everyone can find their own joy in it and love it. "
Josiah admitted that 'Avatar' was an excellent work of art, but he couldn't deny that it was also a terrifying money-making machine.
Whether it was the shocking special effects or the excellent story itself, they all gave people countless reasons to watch this movie.
"This movie is a sharp sword, or a crowbar. No matter what you compare it to, it can easily make the people of any country accept the existence of movies. And this is just the beginning."
The Dark Elf could already imagine Josiah's expression in front of her. This Third Prince always had some scary ideas in his mind.
"If you lead your army and clamor for the neighboring countries to open their gates, of course there will be resistance. But I'm just a merchant who sells' entertainment '. Who doesn't want to make themselves happy? When they discover the joy of these 'products', it will be impossible to separate them from their own country. "
"This sentence is very much in line with the Kingdom of Saint's description of the demons." The Dark Elf rarely complained.
"Hmm … Anyway, that's about it. Qianmian, you can go back if there's nothing else. I'm going to send Hiri to the Mage Tower later, so I'll go offline first."
Josiah's last sentence was completely different from the previous paragraph.
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