2025-07-02 01:07:38Chapter 132 — Harmonic Ascension: The Echoes of Mithril and Muse
Within the verdant, resource-rich expanse of the Falcon region, where valleys whispered the songs of the ancient wind and the mountains stood like slumbering gods, Elias Holloway orchestrated yet another project that would alter the very rhythm of their burgeoning society. With raw materials abundant and the ingenuity of the Lytaians flowing freely like an untamed river, crafting musical instruments for awakened talents was no longer a matter of effort—but of inspiration.Guitars, for example—what were they really but hollowed wood imbued with stretched strings and soul? To the untrained eye, they were humble. But under Elias’ vision, these instruments would become vessels of power. With the aid of Nexus-3, the techno-savant born of arcane code and logic, Elias began to delve into the mysterious internals of stereo amplification and resonance capture—a far cry from the simple mechanisms of plucking an
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