Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1178- Shocking appearance: Luther People
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
Ensnaring Performance’s singing resounded.
It was the same voice, the same style. As soon as the song began, the entire battlefield, where life and death struggles were taking place, came to a halt.
Be it the sect disciples or the skeletons, goosebumps covered their bodies; the skeletons had visible bone spurs standing on end. Everyone shivered as if their soul was frozen in an icy tundra, forgetting about fighting.
Gasp!
Everyone gasped in shock; even the injured individuals sprawled on the ground could not help but tremble.
However, such distractions in battle were deadly. The sect disciples and skeletons only momentarily lost focus before resuming their fight.
However, Ensnaring Performance’s voice rang out again.
“Oh, adorable little skeletons, I am your daddy. Come into my arms and let me braid your hair….”
That singing interrupted the battle again.
Almost simultaneously, all the skeletons turned their gazes towards the intoxicated Ensnaring Performance on the platform.
He appeared to be thoroughly enjoying singing, but the lyrics were simply ludicrous.
Cute little skeletons? You’re our daddy? Give me a break!
Come into your arms? Let you braid our hair? Don’t you know skeletons are bald?
The lyrics, the meaning, the tone, and the singing ability—no matter how you listened, it was unbearable. One unpleasant aspect would have been tolerable, but when all four combined, the result sent shivers down one’s spine.
The singing voice had a detestable attribute, indiscriminately assaulting anyone and everyone.
On the sidelines, the ten sect leaders widened their eyes in astonishment. Is this the singing we pleaded for earlier? Is this the divine envoy sent by Immortal Cang to assist us? He is more like a tormentor torturing us.
How can one suddenly burst into song in such a tragic and fierce moment, creating such an awkward atmosphere? Do you even realize it?
There’s no way to continue fighting now!
Mao Tianyun scattered its sound isolation barriers and shouted, “What are you all doing? Continue figh
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