People on the streets wore all kinds of clothes, their faces glowing with bright smiles as they gathered in small groups, excitedly discussing the upcoming grand event—Eden's concert.
Strolling through the heart of the city, Moros and Elysia could keenly feel the unreserved excitement and bustle.
Just as the poem said, "When you stand on a bridge watching the scenery, you yourself become scenery in someone else's eyes," the appearance of the necromancer and the Pink Fairy Lady drew the attention of countless passersby with their charm.
That was perfectly normal.
Though the extraordinary profession Moros practiced was not accepted by most people, as a demigod who had undergone four leaps in life level, his charm had already surpassed mortal limits.
What was more, after undergoing the Vampire Transformation Ritual and transforming into a Vampire Lord, his charm had risen to unprecedented heights.
Vampires were inherently charismatic extraordinary beings.
As the pinnacle of the vampire race, Vampire Lords displayed a charm that no one could rival.
And Moros had gone even further beyond that.
His identity as a Divine Being made the dark charm of a Vampire Lord even deeper and more captivating.
Walking side by side across the historic Sydney Harbour Bridge, the iconic sail-like shape of the Sydney Opera House came into view before them.
Stopping in her tracks, anticipation glimmered in Elysia's azure eyes.
She looked up at the building and asked softly.
"Is this where Eden will soon let her voice bloom?"
Hearing this, the necromancer, whose gaze was likewise fixed on the Sydney Opera House, gave a slight nod.
"Yes, this will become the stage for her singing..."
As if she had realized the unspoken meaning in her lover's words, a trace of dimness passed through the Pink Fairy Lady's eyes, and a hint of