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Inside this theater, there is some kind of powerful force at least hundreds of meters underground within the range of this theater. I don’t know if it can be regarded as an ally. If I can awaken this power, maybe I can have one more confrontation The partner of the God of Wisdom Milch, of course, there is a great risk in doing so, this awakened thing is likely to give priority to attacking me who woke it up.There are no weapons within tens of kilometers of here, not to mention fighter planes and ships, not even a kitchen knife. I am not sure what the consequences of holding a solo concert here will be.

Half of this potential force may become an ally, and the other half may become an enemy—half the probability, is it worth the gamble?After thinking about it for more than ten seconds, I took the uniform from Tiger Nightmare, looked around but couldn't find a place to change clothes, Tiger Nightmare also turned around wisely to give me time to change clothes.

"Be careful, Xiaoyun, don't let your vines enter the theater. I know those are the eyes and ears of the God of Plague."

"Xiao Yun is very obedient, mom, hurry up and change clothes~~ The concert alone is too lonely, I will pull a team to support mom!"

I smiled and walked onto the stage slowly. This is the place I have been longing for throughout the peaceful age, but I have no chance to stand on it until the war breaks out and the era of destruction comes.Now, I finally have such a chance, don't I?The girl who once wanted to stand on the stage and be chased by the lights finally sang on the stage that she had always dreamed of after decades. Although there are no flowers and applause, this courage can still be remembered.

If my ability to hear all things is more than awakening weapons to protect me, if my ability to communicate with nature is more than making nature more tolerant to me, if the blessings I receive from the God of Wisdom can spread, yes It could be different if it wasn't for the cold world in front of me, or if it's for this frozen planet, I can at least keep it from cooling down.

"Although I don't know if there will be a second audience, standing here I have to be responsible for this stage, so..."

"I am Zheng Bingyu. I want to be the product of the No.13 God's compromise. I am very happy to perform for you here. This is a one-time experience for me, so I will cherish it. I hope everyone can cherish it with me. "

The microphone appeared in the light, and the hypocritical god has finally mastered a little way to control the power after the long war.It is the most basic ability for a god to visualize the concept of inanimate things and descend within one's reach. For a false god like me, it is a huge improvement.Although I hate the war of gods that send me to the beds of kings in turn as a prize, I have to admit that it is this kind of war that allows me to grow, and I have accumulated a lot of time spent with the elemental gods. The energy that came down is constantly increasing. If I can save this energy, one day I will be able to defeat the chief culprit of the war, Milch, and end all of this.

I don’t know when the theater was full of people, and there was no life response. These are the undead soldiers of the plague god Tiger Nightmare. The dead waved unknown objects with lavender light and called my name, and the purple waves shook. With that, the shouts went straight into the sky.

Even people who have been dead for a long time, driven by the power of the God of Plague, can still restore their language functions as humans.If so...if so...

At the time of death, the memory also dissipates along with the life, but the memory has existed after all, as long as the body still exists in the world, it cannot be said that there is no hope of getting it back.The girls on the stage, the pedestrians on the street, the soldiers on the coastline, the flashing memories are intertwined before our eyes, weaving a real and illusory picture.

Is that so?It turns out that my singing voice is not just used as a wide-area strengthening skill, nor is it just a soothing effect.

In this way, I suddenly have confidence in the seemingly impossible goal of defeating the God of Wisdom.

How long has it been singing and dancing on stage like this?One hour?two hours?My body is already extremely tired, even if I awaken the power of false gods, I am still that fragile body, but I can feel the fragments of memories that are covered with my eyes when I close my eyes.I can perceive the existence of every living body and read the memories of all existence under the gods, but I can't find my own fragment in the ocean of these memories.The dead who were dragged here by the God of Plague had politicians, businessmen, students, and office workers before them. Everyone was so ordinary but so shining.

Everyone is an irreplaceable existence, and everyone has a reason to exist.

Maybe there is an unresolved heaviness in everyone's life, or life constraints, or emotional troubles, or lovelessness, but everyone is struggling with pain day after day and moving forward slowly and firmly, like It is the suffering that may not be understood through the mountains and ridges like ants. Sweat and tears slowly build the most beautiful scenery.It's painful, but as long as you're alive, you can't say there's no hope.

So, Milch, I will not forgive you for destroying such a world.

"Congratulations mom for getting a new skill, purification."

When I pinched the corner of my skirt and bowed to the audience, Tiger Nightmare appeared behind me and hugged me very lightly. Her face was pressed against my back and her arms were wrapped around my waist. I would think this is the most sincere hug of a child.

"Really... The ability to purify is not a new ability. This ability is targeted. It can rescue the creations controlled by gods. It should be other gods that can only be controlled by indirect creators." The things created are out of control, and the flying dragons of the Eagles and Dragon Kings in Belize cannot be purified. Well, it is a major improvement anyway. What will happen to these soldiers of the plague god who have endured my complete purification? What about returning to the original entity or regressing back to the state of a living person?"

"No, they will become existences in the cracks."

The crowd waving the vines stopped, and everyone looked confused. Their memories and thoughts could be detected, but they still had no breath or heartbeat.Tiger Nightmare is right, my ability is to purify the dominance of gods over non-direct creations, but the life after purification will still remain in the stage of being dominated by gods in form—these people can be regarded as gaps If it is the product of a human being dominated by the God of Plague, it can generally be called a thinking zombie after being purified.

Well, it doesn't matter, if my ability is effective for beings under the gods, then you can be my fans for the time being.I hope at least for the duration of this song, you guys will be able to shout for me.

The so-called thinking zombies are nothing but my army from the plague god's army.I'm not worried that this will weaken Tiger Nightmare, even if I turn all her zombie troops against her, she still has an army of monsters from the purple mist that can flood the world. , Our current relationship is still an ally after all.

This is the last singing, I hope my song can bring you back to this world.

"If you still have something that you can't let go of, if you have something that you don't want to throw away in this apocalypse, even in such a world of ice and snow, it's okay, right?"

The ground inside the theater changed slightly. At first, only an inconspicuous corner turned into fine sand. As time went by, the sand became more and more obvious. After 5 minutes, the whole theater ground turned into white sand.The sand was slowly infiltrated downwards under the traction of some underground force, and the zombies who had just escaped my control struggled in panic in the quicksand.

The ground continued to sink downwards, and huge cracks visible to the naked eye also appeared on the walls of the buildings. They were not the kind of cracks that were forcibly punched out by a powerful force, but weathered cracks that seemed to have experienced decades of wind and sand in the desert Gobi.The whole theater is about to crumble, except for one—except this stage under my feet.Those zombies gathered towards the stage in a panic, trying to keep themselves from sinking. Even though they no longer needed to breathe, they still retained the fear of quicksand when they were living beings.

"Well, although it's just a small fragment of memory, your memory is also very useful to me. If I can materialize a microphone, can I also materialize two hair belts. Well, Xiaoyun Thank you for your help, since you have already put the vines on the stage, don’t let me do it myself, just help me tie a double ponytail, how I looked when we first met.”

Let me see, to what extent can the powerful underground existence, with the support of the power called faith, do it?

Close your eyes, evoke the gentlest and sweetest smile, and let the singing sound pass.At this moment, there is no pressure from the war of gods, no rhetoric about rebuilding the world, and no hatred of having to defeat Michelle. There is only a watched idol performing on the stage for those who watch her.Even if it's just one person's gaze, I will sing to the end with a smile on this stage.

"So, can you be my ally? The world you want to rebuild for her is currently under attack from the gods, and I need your strength."

After everything calmed down, I dragged my sore body to the edge of the stage and asked the boy in black and wearing glasses.He didn't look more than 30 years old, and he wore a pair of black glasses, and the ugly glasses couldn't stop the fire in his eyes.Facing me, he knelt on one knee, clenched his right hand and placed it at the heart of his chest. His expression and movements were as pious as the most sincere believers kneeling before God.

"Could the fragment of the Earth God Gaia be in the form of a boy? No, it might be better to say that it is a fragment of the Earth God inherited from a dead Shenchuang girl. Are they blood relatives? That doesn't matter, Xiaoyun, let you go I need to get down from the stage that has been raised to communicate with him when the kid has demolished the theater.”