The appearance of the huge lale completely projected the appearance of the orc girl on the stage at this time.

She was so frightened that her whole body curled up, and she even felt as if she was being publicly executed. She had no choice but to quickly pick up the tablecloth and wrap it tightly around her body again.

This is the core part of the whole plan, but the performers suddenly stopped performing, and no matter how many special effects were added to this huge 'stage', it was all in vain.

"Come on!!! Little girl!!!"

"Yes! It looks great like this!!!"

"I love you so much!!!"

"Sister, sister...come on, come on..."

The moment the tear glands started to work, several cheering sounds suddenly sounded outside the compound technique. The little orc girl opened her eyes, and what she saw was Will and the others.

Just when the knights were at a loss and the magicians were thinking hard, only these few who were the most ordinary and didn't even have special abilities spoke up immediately, breaking the silence and uneasiness with their loudest voices.

"This look is also very cool!!! The black leather ones are my favorite!"

"You are the best!!"

“I like it the most, love it the most!!!”

He put his palms together in front of his mouth and roared loudly, which sounded like some kind of AG performance.

"you……"

The orc girl's eyes were a little blurry... I don't know if it was because of her blurred vision, but she seemed to have seen Luo Qiu transform from a pebble into a human being.

His lips moved, saying something silently: Come on.

Taking a deep breath, the little orc girl stood up again. With her hands like this, the 'cloak' slipped down again... She took a deep breath and lifted the microphone.

Just like that...the children slept peacefully

Sighing at the sparks flickering in the ashes, one, two

Floating bubbles, adoring faces

…

The song, the sound that spread throughout the foggy city, began to rise from every turret on the city streets, like ripples of water.

In the distance, a violent orc held a swaddling baby high in his hands, and the baby's parents, protected by several knights, were crying loudly. The knights were even helpless at that moment.

The moment the song started to sound... the furious orcs stopped.

…

In a dark alley in the city, when the corpses of his companions were brutally dismembered, with blood splattered all over the walls on both sides, the man could only huddle in the corner, trembling with fear, crying out in pain, begging for the giant monster in front of him.

The moment when you let yourself go, but the other person ruthlessly raises his paw.

The 'monster' suddenly stopped. Under the man's desperate gaze, he suddenly turned around and walked out of the alley step by step... It was at the exit of the alley, looking up at the sky.

The sky...or rather the huge figure in the night sky that seems to be touching.

…

"Stop...stop? What is this sound?"

Several policemen, who were trapped in a street and struggled to fight without receiving any support, stopped shooting and almost ran out of ammunition.

The huge red-haired monster let go of his hand and threw the raised police car to the ground, then closed his eyes... and just stood there.

"what's going on……"

"I don't know, but... I feel like I suddenly feel at ease..."

The policemen walked out of the bunker cautiously... Under the starlight, the huge light and shadow seemed to be covered with a soft veil by the moonlight.

…

At the crowded shelter, the chaotic crowd suddenly became quiet, and the children's cries gradually stopped. Quiet... In the quiet, songs flowed around people.

They almost forgot their fear for a moment, they only felt as if they were being hugged by every pair of gentle hands.

Mr. Tresti, one of the twelve knights guarding here, was surprised to see the light and shadow wearing a revealing leather coat, which seemed to be some kind of cross-dressing performance, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you succeed... Bedivere. Finally..."

…

At the end of the long street, every step seemed like a leisurely stroll, but the length of each step required the witch girl to exert herself to catch up. Farrell also suddenly stopped.

"What is this... the latest projection technology? This kind of dressing up is really... really courageous." Miss Witch looked up at the sky in stunned silence, thinking about it from another perspective. If it were her standing there, she would probably be the same person in the future.

There's no such thing as meeting people.

At this time, a violent orc suddenly walked out slowly from the side shop, no longer looking violent.

This orc's body is much stronger than the average violent orc... But the witch lady was secretly frightened. This orc must be at least a warrior level, right?

He has been hiding here all this time without attacking anyone who passed by him and Farrell...

Is it the aura released by this man that makes the violent orc warriors instinctively feel fear, and they dare not move even if they are furious...

But after all, it appeared, and the witch lady immediately became alert.

"Let's go." Farrell said calmly, ignoring the orc general who appeared, and continued to move forward.

"Old guy, you..." Miss Witch was startled and looked at the orc warrior subconsciously. On the contrary, it didn't seem to see herself at this time. It just looked at the sky dreamily... There was still a little bit of violent breath there.

Her soul seemed to have been purified... As a spiritual witch, she could easily detect the soothed heart of the orc war general, as well as the kindness conveyed in this song.

"This person..." Miss Witch looked at the huge light and shadow again and murmured to herself: "I still feel so ashamed...Wait for me, old guy, don't leave me!!"

…

…

Sir Purkins Manor.

The old Sir was frowning at this time. On the screen was a scene teleported back from a block in the foggy city.

The violent orcs, one by one, were all in close-up at this time... and stopped. The knights who went to suppress them were easily approaching these orcs at this time.

"Caesar, what happened?" The old knight frowned, but there was no trace of panic...as if he was just confused.

"It's the Contract of the Moon... It has been passed down by the orcs since ancient times that it is a sacrificial music used when offering sacrifices to their ancestors."

Caesar looked out the window.

Naturally, there are not many things that can block the light and shadow that are tens of meters high in the city, so the appearance of the light and shadow can be seen very clearly.

"You..." The old knight frowned again.

But behind Caesar, a pair of ugly fleshy wings instantly burst his clothes... He then broke out of the window and rushed into the sky above the Jazz Manor.

Under the moonlight, Caesar silently looked at the huge shadow in the center of the city, with a touch of tenderness on his face, "Is it the guidance of fate, but..."

Destiny is as fickle as the moon, waxing and waning alternately;

A hateful life interweaves misery and happiness;

No matter how rich or poor you are, they will melt and perish like ice and snow.

The terrible and nihilistic wheel of fate, you turn ruthlessly, you are vicious and cruel, destroying all happiness and beautiful expectations, casting a shadow over me and confusing me, you also knock me down;

The singing also came from the figure under the moonlight... If a violent storm invaded the entire foggy city in an instant!

…

If the singing voice coming from the light and shadow is like soft drizzle, then the loud and high-pitched sound that sounded at this time can be said to be a rapid storm.

Like a sharp sword, the sharp sound directly tore through the gentleness covering the foggy city.

It's like countless screams, directly awakening the most primitive animal nature hidden in the heart.

The orcs who were already motionless suddenly let out roars and roars, as if they were adding drumbeats to this sharp song god.

Dong Dong, Dong Dong... Dong Dong.

The city seemed to be playing a war song... The orcs once again went berserk and more terrifying than before. They started again.

The streets and shelters that had already quieted down seemed to be detonated at this moment.

Because... not only the orcs started to go berserk, but even the ordinary people seemed to be feeling great pain at this moment.

Pain...After the pain, it started to be irritable...unable to control myself...and then, the primitive destructive desire in the heart grew.

The riots in the city...are coming again, and like a storm, they are even more violent!!

…

Bang!

The microphone fell from the trembling hands at this time, and the harsh sound it made, after being amplified by the magic technique, suddenly turned into a huge noise that made people dizzy.

The little orc girl fell directly to the ground at this time, with a look of horror in her eyes... She hugged herself with both hands, and her body began to tremble and became extremely painful.

"It's him again!"

Bedivere had just fought against Oberon not long ago, and had witnessed with his own eyes the riot in the foggy city caused by Oberon. The high-pitched and sharp sound at that moment was clearly made by Oberon.

It was like a ruthless ridicule, which broke their good situation in an instant, and the communicator continued to receive signals from elsewhere.

"It's not good...the orcs are violent again, and this time they are even crazier!! Please support!!"
To be continued...