Advent

Allen is singing.

From the moment Alan uttered the first syllable, Sakhir in the background knew that Alan was right.

In today's situation, only Allen can end the chaos and chaos in the entire stadium.

Because, in Allen's singing, everything in this world becomes unimportant... That song can't even be described by human-invented words like "beautiful", "sweet" and "sweet".It was already an existence close to a miracle. The moment they heard the singing, everyone's hearts and souls were completely occupied by the singing...

That song is like an invisible hand, pulling everyone's beautiful or mediocre soul tightly, and expressing the emotions contained in it...some love, hate, joy, regret that even the parties themselves have not noticed. , screwed out little by little.

Then, that emotion turned into tears running down people's cheeks and smiles at the corners of their mouths.

In Alan's singing, some people thought of the first rose that was given to them by the person they loved the most when they were young, and some people thought of the first cry when their daughter was lying in their arms when they were born.The old man thought of the palm that his mother gently pressed on his head when he was a child many, many years ago; the young man began to recall uncontrollably the experience of tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time in the back seat of the car with his classmates last month. Happiness; the strict and conservative pastor began to linger in his mind about the body of a strong man in the bathroom; and the famous prodigal son began to realize that his years of playing games in the world were nothing but because the back of a teenage lover who left was crushed forever broke his heart.

……

Allen didn't even sing in any serious sense—no words, no tune, no rhythm in his voice.It's vague, obscure, even eccentric.

If someone can escape at this time, the power contained in the singing, if he can listen to Alan's singing in a normal state, he will realize that the shocking and beautiful tune is just a leisurely and calm humming.

This is indeed an inhuman song, because it comes from the gods.

Allen lowered his eyes and looked at the audience who had entered a state of trance off the field.

He was very sure that even if someone walked up to these people at this moment and directly stabbed their carotid artery, they would not be able to wake up from that dreamlike state.

Before taking the stage, Allen actually did not expect that his song would have such a strong effect-this is even a bit beyond common sense.

The moment he realized that this was wrong, the power of the Silver Star naturally flowed through his body the moment he opened his mouth.When "I want to end this damn chaos" flashed in Allen's mind, that kind of power that belonged to the original life that he himself had never understood.It naturally fulfilled this wish for him.

It's just that it's hard for Allen to feel joy about it.

Although he easily solved the problem that annoyed the agents of the Security Bureau, this kind of vision also shows one thing from another level-Alan himself is being bit by bit belonged to the bank. Corroded by the power of the star.

It's almost like... Somewhere, the silver star that was bound in the star box also sensed something.And this induction directly led to Allen's own changes.

Wait...if that's the case...

……

At this moment, Allen suddenly felt that something inside his body was beating slightly, and the feeling that his nerves were being hooked suddenly interrupted his meditation.

Allen's body trembled involuntarily, and then he suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.

Something was coming his way—

Allen felt this very clearly, and he didn't even need to use any senses to observe, he had instinctively noticed the arrival of the other party.

Dark, chaotic, crazy...

The strong emotions were like the sea water at high tide began to beat Allen's soul continuously.

Allen's singing could not be interrupted.

Although the mood is still very calm, Allen can feel that his body is uncontrollably starting to respond to the "person" who attacked him.

The other party's breath is so familiar, so familiar that it is difficult for Allen to feel any disgust or vigilance towards it.

This is understandable, after all, that thing used to be part of the White Emperor.

What's worse is that today's Allen is closely connected with the White Emperor both physically and mentally.

He obviously didn't see the other party, but at the moment when the mass of soft flesh broke through the church of the White God Order, Alan's ears began to echo the unconscious calls from the separated body.

singing……

Yes, the other side was responding to Allen's singing.

The response from the monster had a strong penetrating power, but the tainted madness seemed to be transmitted to Allen at the same time.

Allen's body began to become more and more tense, and the cold sweat flowed more and more.

[Alan——Alan——]

【It's mine—Alan——】

After the crazy love, followed by the extreme resentment and jealousy of the separated body...

Among them, there is even hatred for his own body.

Allen's vision began to become distorted and blurred.

In a trance, he even felt as if he had left the St. Rum Stadium and came to another place.

It was an expressway, but at this moment, the bustling road that should have been traffic had already been completely cut off.

A mass of fleshy torrent occupied almost all the lanes, and was rushing towards someone continuously.

And in front of it, stood a tall and extremely handsome man.

"El..."

Allen couldn't help but let out a low voice.

Miraculously, at this moment, Emperor Bai suddenly raised his head as if he could hear the call, and looked straight at Alan's direction.

"Don't be afraid."

Alan saw Emperor Bai open his mouth and made a mouth shape towards him.

call--

Allen's vision turned suddenly, he staggered, and half-kneeled on the stage.

Only then did he realize that he had unconsciously separated his soul just now.With his regaining consciousness, the emotional erosion from the separated body disappeared in an instant, and he was completely isolated.

Allen slowly stood up on his knees. At this moment, his heart was filled with another kind of force that was more powerful and gentle.

That is the White Emperor.

Allen can now be sure of this.

It was the White Emperor who directly cut off the separated body's call to Allen through his own spiritual link.

Even if it is a part of himself... But it is obvious that the Bai Emperor still cannot allow another part of his body other than his own body to exert such an image on Allen.

Moreover, the current Emperor Bai has probably encountered a detached body.

What awaits the White Emperor will be an extremely difficult battle.

And Allen himself...

Allen sighed.

He forcibly suppressed his mood swings, so as not to let his lover notice anything strange.

At this critical moment, he didn't want Emperor Bai to be distracted by his own affairs.

Then Allen stopped humming completely.

He slowly lowered his microphone to the ground (in fact, he didn't need it in the first place).

Then he turned slowly and left the stage.

Behind him, the 10,000+ spectators in the auditorium seemed completely unaware of this.

They were still sitting blankly in their seats, staring blankly at the empty stage, laughing or crying, in a trance—just during that period of time, Allen's singing had stopped in their consciousness, And for a long time to come, it still keeps echoing...

After Allen left the stage, he found Rafael and Sakhir next to the steps backstage.

Like the rest of the audience, Rafael and Sakhir are now in a complete trance.

The most sincere emotions in my heart can't be controlled.

Proof of this is what they are doing now: the two of them are hugging each other tightly and kissing passionately.

Judging from their passionate state, if Allen came a little later, they would most likely reach the union of soul and flesh directly under the influence of Allen's singing.

Allen stood beside the two of them, hesitating a little.

He felt that the following would be a very difficult scene for Rafael and Sakhir, but considering the White Emperor who had already begun to fight against the separated body, Alan finally hardened his heart and directly awakened the two agents who were in a trance .

"Sakhir, Rafael..."

He whispered softly, directly cutting off the influence of his own singing.

The two agents who had already rolled into a ball and were disheveled also woke up at this moment.

Shocked, they froze in place.

Then both of them stared at each other blankly, as if there was no way to understand what was going on.

After all, it doesn't sound like a dream, nor does it seem drunk, and Allen's singing just evokes people's emotions rather than confuses them.

That is to say, after waking up, Sakhir and Rafael can completely remember what happened at that moment just now...

"I...you..."

Rafael looked as if he was going to faint in the next second.

"Excuse me. Maybe we can talk about the relationship between the two of you later."

Allen stood between Sakhir and Rafael with a wry smile, and then he looked at Sakhir with a livid face as if nothing had happened.

"...It's time, we should set off for the White God Church now."

After speaking, Alan's body trembled slightly again.

He couldn't help but looked in a certain direction again. After a while, he turned his head and added in the calmest tone possible:

"Emperor Bai has already combined with the separated body. I think it won't be long before my mother will start to take action anyway."