Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
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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