Myriad Realms:Dimensional Temple

In the Grand Theater of the Dimensional Temple, under the expectation of dozens of people, His Majesty Nero finally raised his neck and opened his Sakura lips like a proud swan.

"Ahhh... Dukashi..."

"Ah Yiga Souri, Vasita..."

An incomprehensible tone of voice came out of Nero's mouth, and an indescribable mysterious evil object was immediately depicted in the eyes of everyone.

People below the sixth level of strength can't resist at all, as if their souls have been nailed to a chair, and then an 80,000-speed washing machine is put on their heads, and this washing machine also has an 800-decibel surround penetrating sound effect.

The first and most unlucky ones were the five little ones from the Qingyin club behind Nero. As ordinary female high school students, how could they withstand this kind of output, and immediately rolled their eyes and lay down.

In this way, it seems... maybe luckier. "Seven Nine Three"

"Mada's crying is Yoni, Yasu Kakada..."

"Wow, nokuwa, Sasanuoqi, soka"

Not paying attention to the situation of the audience, Nero held the microphone and sang with his eyes closed.

In the auditorium, the ordinary people had lost all their San points, rolled their eyes and passed out.

The avatar who is not strong enough can only open his mouth, his mind is in a mess like a team battle, and he has fallen into madness. If he was not nailed to the chair by the voice of the ghost, he might have committed suicide with a knife.

When the strength reaches the sixth level, even if it is the seventh level, closing one's hearing is completely useless.

It seems that the terrifying whispers of evil gods didn't come from the outside to the ears at all, but directly stuffed the sound into other people's brains, which couldn't be stopped at all.

"It seems that it sounds pretty good."

Naiyazi scratched her head, and said a little strangely, Nero's singing seems to be different from what she expected, not as unpleasant as she imagined.

"That's because her singing has reached the level of the evil god whispering, and you happen to be an evil god."

Bai Luo shrugged helplessly, Nero's singing was considered beautiful to him, probably because of the excessively upgraded singing.

If it was the original singing, Bai Luo felt that he would not be able to stand it. Think about how Nero's uncle went crazy and became a berserker.

One song after another, Nero, who hadn't sung for a long time, became more and more excited. He didn't notice that he had already hung up many of them, and the fate points used for resurrection were all credited to Nero's account by Bai Luo.

Qiyana, Mei, Bronya, Jizi, and the old fairy Fu Hua were stimulated by the singing, and there was a tendency to become a Herrscher. Aunt Deli also faintly glowed with a Sakura-colored light, with fox ears looming on her head.

Good guy, it seems that St. Freya Academy members can save a lot of fate points.

"Wuhu, everyone didn't leave the venue. It seems that they were overwhelmed by my singing. So, I will sing 10,000 songs today.

Song!"

Nero nodded in satisfaction, but how did you see that the audience was convinced by you?

A lot of people died in the auditorium, okay? When I heard that you still have to sing 10,000 songs, a few more died, and they still spurted blood. Hey.

If it weren't for everyone being unable to resist, they would have rushed to the stage and beat you into a Muggle, okay?

Just when Nero was going to continue to activate the voice of the evil god, Bai Luo went to the stage and squeezed her two cheeks with one hand to stop her tyrant behavior.

"Student Nero Claudius Guy Sa Augustus Germanicus, I now solemnly announce that you have been banned from singing for a hundred years and owe 42,190 destiny points costs of resuscitating the victim."

Bai Luo took out a statement of responsibility and a letter of punishment. Nero saw a large number of corpses with painful and distorted expressions in the auditorium, and then realized how much damage he had caused.

"Singing ban for one hundred years... a fine of 42,190..... hiccups...."

Nero didn't recover from his breath, his head hurt, and he slumped down straight.

"Oh, what a sin, I'm afraid that after today, Nero will become a terrifying legend in the Temple of Dimension.

With a thought of Bai Luo, a golden light appeared in the auditorium, and all the members were revived with full blood.

When the revived people came back to their senses, the audience burst into tears, and those who were not familiar with each other hugged the people next to them, alleviating the indescribable boundless fear of the former manager.

If they committed a crime, let the Wang Wang team punish them. Why did they come to the Grand Theater to suffer this kind of crime?

I am afraid that these people's legs will go weak just by seeing Nero in the future. As for the psychological shadow, there may not be a hundred or eighty years that cannot be healed...

"Huh? What happened just now?"

Dai Wei rubbed her fluffy brain, the protective mechanism of her brain made her forget the horror of that moment just now.

"My head hurts so much. I always feel that something terrible happened just now."

He took a closer look at Nero, who was carried away by the Wang Wang team, thoughtfully.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that Nero killed dozens of people in a normal way."

Bai Luo lightly described the scene that happened just now, and the five Qingyin little ones hugged each other and shivered tremblingly.

"If that's the case, wouldn't the concert be over?"

Dai Wei showed a frightened expression, pinching Bai Luo's sleeves, tears streaming down his face, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a big scene, it must be missed.

The other four little ones also looked at Bai Luo nervously, and the legal team even wanted to sacrifice their good friend Mio Jiang for bribery, in short, they just didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"Don't worry, the concert is definitely going to be held, and it needs to be more lively, so why don't you just... just come to a performance competition."

Bai Luo thought about it, and then finalized the idea of ​​holding a song and dance competition.

"Great!"

"My lord is so kind!"

"Come and let Mio-chan kiss the Palace Master."

"Dawei, do you want to court death?"

"Hee hee, it's okay for us to send Senior Wei out."

0.1 "Azimeow, how could you betray me? I think it's better to give Azimeow to the palace master. I know he likes cats very much."

"Hahahaha, Ah Zi Meow is blushing, come and wear this cat ear hair accessory and become a cat ear girl."

"I think mio-chan is also very suitable for cat ears [Give her ten too."

"Please let me go..."

Watching the five little ones of the Qingyin Club playing vigorously, Bai Luo couldn't help but think of the running in the sunset, which was his lost youth.

Uh... It seems that he used to stay in a dead house without going out, and he couldn't run in the sunset at all, he was tired and hot, okay?

ps: Please ask for flowers... please ask for flowers... Please ask for flowers... please ask for flowers....