Chapter 660
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On the day "The Shining" was officially released, only two cinemas in Noland could be watched.
Although Mrs. Sizer brought the original film of "The Shining" back to Falosi, she had already reminded Josiah in advance that 'His Majesty the King's permission must be obtained before it can be screened in Falosi.'
This kind of review did not surprise Josiah.
On the day of the release, the famous film critic, Light Chaser, also known as the Venerated Skeleton, also posted his own film review on the spellcaster forum.
This was one of the conditions between Josiah and the Venerated Skeleton's contract. That was, after every movie was released, he must give her priority to watch the original film once.
Josiah also fulfilled his promise this time and sent the original film of "The Shining" to her.
Since the spellcaster forum went online, the Venerated Skeleton had another hobby in addition to playing. That was, he was a professional film critic.
The popularity of the film written by the Venerated Skeleton on the spellcaster forum was unexpectedly high. The number of replies was basically stable at about 1,000 to 2,000.
In the past, the Venerated Skeleton did not hesitate to give high marks to the movies produced by Josiah. This time …
"Why do I feel like I screwed up?" Josiah sat in the corner of the lobby of the White Thorn Flower Theater and browsed the film review written by the Venerated Skeleton. The full score was ten points, and the Lord of the Undead gave a rating of six points.
The initial evaluation of "Beauty and the Demon" by the Venerated Skeleton was 8.9 points, and the Shawshank Redemption was as high as 9.7 points.
"A boring work that can't even pass the time."
The Venerated Skeleton did not take care of Josiah's face at all. He directly wrote his initial view of the film with the most subjective evaluation.
"Well, that grumpy skeleton can demolish the entire manor. Maybe you should replace the ghosts in it with Holy Light Warriors." Hiri expressed her opinion on the Venerated Skeleton's review.
"I can't imagine what that kind of Flash will be like."
Josiah waved his hand to close the Weave interface in front of him and looked at the lobby of the White Thorn Flower Theater again.
The premiere of "The Shining" attracted a large number of fans, or rather, 'fans of Josiah'.
Josiah had produced so many excellent movies that word of mouth had long spread in Noland. Compared to Falosi's movies, there was now an equation in the hearts of Noland's fans that 'Director Josiah's movies are godly'.
Unfortunately, "The Shining" may have disappointed them this time.
"How many is this?"
Josiah watched as the two luxuriously dressed nobles supported each other out of the audience passage. Then, they came before the attendants of the White Thorn Flower Theater and asked loudly, "Where is the person in charge of this theater?"
"The 72nd audience, it started this morning, and now it's the eighth time … There are still a few audience members who didn't make it out of the theater," Hiri said.
"Don't make it sound so scary!"
Josiah looked at the attendant who was being pestered by the two nobles. He seemed to be used to the audience's complaints.
When the two nobles asked loudly, "How can you show us such an evil thing?" The attendant took out a poster of "The Shining" without batting an eyelid and pointed to a small line of words written under the poster. "This movie may cause you discomfort. Please watch it at your discretion."
The two nobles took a step back the moment they saw the poster. The biggest reason was probably the male lead played by the Knight Of The White Thorn. The classic grin was branded on the poster.
"The eighth show is over." Hiri whispered to Josiah, "And the movie discussion section of the spellcaster forum seems to be arguing."
… …
The underground ruins of the Land of Frost.
"Chain, the sacrifice of the Land of Frost is at a critical moment. I don't have time to waste here."
A slightly plump woman dressed in an animal skin robe stood in the middle of the ruins and spoke loudly to the Chain Priest.
"The sacrifice is for the birth of the Lord, but first we need to approach the Lord and come to this world."
The Chain Priest walked to a stone chair in the middle of the ruins. A petite figure was sitting on the chair.
"The agent didn't inform me about the fall of Assequero. Don't forget your mission chain!" The woman called Thorn said impatiently.
"There's no need to let Assequero fall. We've found the key to enter."
A cold voice interrupted the conversation between the two. A woman in a wheelchair slowly walked in front of the two.
"Mother."
The Chain Priest and Thorn bowed their heads to the woman with a pious voice.
However, under the dim light of the origin crystal, half of her face was exposed to a sinister wound. Below the wound was not human flesh, but rather a type of strange metal.
"There's something I don't want to see on you, Thorn."
Mother stared at the slightly plump woman. Her body trembled slightly, and she took out a leaf that was emitting a breath of life.
"This is the leaf of the World Tree we seized from the Frostwolf Clan's territory. Together with an Origin Crystal, it can connect to something called the Weave," she said.
"The Weave? A product created by the Watcher?"
There was no fluctuation of emotion in his mother's tone, but the word 'resentment' was clearly expressed.
"But it was precisely the creation of that Overseer that allowed us to reach the root of the problem. Chains, bring the nearest agent here." Mother gave an order to the chain priest.
"Mother, it's just to build a door to approach our Lord at the Root. I've been preparing for this moment for a long time. I can do it alone."
The Chain Priest raised his head and stared at the woman in the wheelchair. There was no emotion in her eyes, but the Chain Priest could feel the doubt coming from her.
"God will be pleased, I assure you," the Priest of Chains added again.
Mother did not listen to the Chain Priest's request. Her eyes were fixed on the figure on the stone chair, the Magic Marionette named Heartlock.
"Has the door been opened?"
Mother felt the energy gathering in Heartlock's body and reached out to the two in front of her.
"I'll give you a chance. You will share your senses with Heartlock, and you will be able to enter her … dream, the world of the Root," Mother said.
"Thank you …"
The Chain Priest looked at the pair of hands that were wrapped in inscriptions. His gaze was as if he had seen a miracle, and he knelt before the Chain Priest devoutly and grasped the hands tightly.
"It's your turn, Thorn," Mother extended her other hand to the woman on the other side.
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