I feed on gods.

Chapter 1108 Martial Arts Performance in Front of the King!



Chapter 1108 Martial Arts Performance in Front of the King!

Chapter 1108 Martial Arts Performance in Front of the King!

A giant like Dudek is not like Kurita Isao, who would surrender after a few threats. Lin Baici guessed that the other party would definitely take the opportunity to ask some secrets.

For example, why do I know the key points of purification rules pollution.

But Lin Baici made a wrong judgment.

After hearing that they needed to induce the king's EMO emotions through singing, Dudek asked the choir to start preparing without any nonsense.

"My king, please allow me to perform for you!"

Dudek raised his glass.

Lin Baici looks young, but what is his identity? What is his record?

It can be said that without Lin Baici, it would be impossible for everyone to reach the palace so quickly, and at least 80% of the people would have died.

The god sat high on the throne, exerting pressure on all sides and bringing a strong sense of death. It was impossible for Lin Baici to play tricks at this time.

Dudek understood this and therefore did not ask Lin Baici about his secret.

The most urgent task is to kill the gods, collect their remains, and purify this divine ruins.

"Oh?"

The king was interested and wanted to see some exotic songs and dances: "Sing!"

Only half of the choir members were left, but they did not feel sad at all. Under Dudek's brainwashing, they devoted themselves to the great cause of saving humanity.

This is a noble thing to do.

After the choir lined up and stood in line, Dudek faced the king and bowed.

"A song of 'Nectar' dedicated to the King!"

After Dudek finished speaking, he faced the choir and began waving his hands like a music conductor.

The choir began to sing.

At first, there were no lyrics, just a rhythmic aria of "ah ah ah".

These young men and women were selected through layers of selection. They have excellent looks, images, and personal temperament. They have also been influenced by the arts of painting and music. When they stand there, they are like gems, dazzling.

Lin Baici was originally worried that these people were singing in a foreign language and the king wouldn't understand. But now he saw that they were just humming and instantly pulled people into the atmosphere of the song, so he felt relieved.

Just like those little songs on the Internet, the little songs of the fourth master, the little songs of the general...

As soon as the prelude sounded, I felt a sudden buzz.

Coming up.

Good works of art, whether music, painting, or film, can infect a person.

The choir's a cappella singing also has this charm.

Lin Baici seemed to see a person who was lost in life and about to die of thirst, and then met God and was given a drop of nectar.

This drop of nectar brought hope, nourished his body and mind, and allowed him to get back on track. Regardless of success or failure, he lived his life without any regrets.

Halfway through listening to this, Lin Baici couldn't help but start reflecting on his life and began to struggle with his feelings for Gu Qingxiang and Ji Xinyan.

"He must be using divine grace!"

The only exception might be Xia Hongyao, who has a simple personality and whose mind is full of thoughts on how to purify this pollution of rules.

EMO?

nonexistent!

Ever since Lin Baici came into being, Xia Hongyao has lived in happiness and feels that she is the luckiest team leader in the world!

The king was affected and stood there in a daze, holding the bronze wine cup filled with wine.

It is thinking about its gains and losses in this life.

The heroes it killed, the empire it destroyed, the beauties it favored, and how long can this dynasty last?

Countless thoughts arose in the king's mind, they were like waves on the sea, one disappearing and then splashing up again, endlessly.

Everyone in the hall, including the indigenous guests, was distracted.

Dudek quickly glanced around the field.

Of course it used divine grace, and it was a great divine grace, strong enough to brainwash those with weak wills.

"Should we take advantage of this opportunity to launch a surprise attack?"

Dudek activated the Eye of God, and even with his back to the king, he could see its every move clearly.

Now that it is distracted, this should be a good opportunity for a sneak attack.

Dudek hesitated for more than ten seconds, and after looking at Lin Baici again, he gave up the idea of ​​assassination.

It’s not time yet!

When the hymn called "Nectar" ended, Dudek turned around and bowed to the king to express his gratitude.

The whole audience was still silent!

After five or six minutes, the king came out of his emotion and started clapping.

"reward!"

"Big reward!"

The king was very satisfied with the performance of Dudek and his group.

“Purified!”

When Sannomiya Airi saw that the king did not raise his glass but just applauded, she happily held Lin Baici's hand.

Taking advantage of the opportunity,

No problem.

Maybe the king was in a bad mood just now and needed to cheer up, so he summoned a group of jugglers to the palace.

These jugglers can breathe fire, swallow swords, and perform magical tricks on living people, just like the performers who performed acrobatics on the overpass in ancient times.

When a clown made a fool of himself repeatedly, and did some weird things and self-harm, he finally made the king laugh.

"Someone, bring me my chess piece!"

This sentence made Lin Baici and his group look at each other helplessly.

Okay!

It's not even half an hour's break and a new round of pollution is about to begin.

Soon, four young eunuchs came up carrying a wooden tray.

The wooden plate is five meters long and two meters wide. It is made to look like a military training ground, with some bronze soldiers, each more than an inch long, placed on it.

These soldiers are lifelike in both their costumes and expressions, demonstrating the makers' superb craftsmanship.

"What is this for?"

Xia Hongyao straightened her back and observed the wooden sand table: "If we were to play a war game, it seems that half of the factions are missing?"

"Quite a bit!"

Gu Qingqiu understood it immediately.

War game simulation requires at least two camps, and the missing side must be replaced by our own side.

I just don't know what the rules of war games are?

But there is one thing that Gu Qingqiu can be sure of, that is, someone is going to die again.

The four little eunuchs put away the sand table and did not leave. Instead, they stood beside the sand table in groups of two.

The king changed his lazy sitting posture and leaned forward to overlook Lin Baici and his party.

"Let's have a martial arts show in front of the king. The winner lives and the loser dies!"

The king finished speaking and tapped the table with his index finger: "I'll send out a soldier first!"

A young eunuch immediately used a wooden clamp more than two meters long to clamp a soldier and placed it in a groove in front of the sand table.

Everyone looked at Lin Baici with concern, waiting for instructions.

The good news is that the king did not rush.

The bad news is that Lin Baici might throw him out as cannon fodder.

Lin Baici said nothing and turned to look at Kurita Isao.

This pollution was obviously of a combat type, and he felt that it was the Sword Master's turn to help.

The small fry also understand people's hearts. Lin Baici's look clearly shows that he wants Kurita Isao to appear.

Then he would naturally act as the bad guy, and when Lin Baici's dog bit him, Lin Baici might be so happy that he would let him go and use other people as cannon fodder.

"Master Sword Saint, it's your turn!"

"Sword Saint, you lost a hand, don't you want revenge?"

"Lord Kurita, please!"

The miscellaneous buyers were all urging Kurita Isao to come on stage as soon as possible.

I'm not stuck, I'm just not feeling well, that's all!

(End of this chapter)


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