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Chapter 364 At this moment, all mankind should dance

"I know him."

Asmopa, one of the seventy-two demon commanders, was the ghost nun before. Naturally, she became extremely jealous when she saw her enemy humiliating her.

It is a great shame and humiliation for a demon commander who controls countless demons to be forced to wear stockings.

"What's so special about him?"

The Demon Commander Chloe asked, "It seems that you hate him very much."

"He's just a complete lunatic."

Asmopa deliberately concealed the incident because he didn't want to become a laughing stock among his colleagues.

The demon commanders, confident of victory, waited patiently for Allen to perform, just like they were teasing him before killing him.

Deng!
Pluck the strings.

The music reverberates across the city.

For a moment, all the demons in Los Angeles looked towards the rooftop where Allen was.

The abrupt sound of the music seemed out of place on the bloody battlefield, just like when halfway through a meal, the drainage pipe in the upstairs bathroom exploded, creating an exciting scene of flying everything in the sky.

It's time to start!

This is the first time I've seen someone hold a concert for the devil.

“Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend my first concert as Music Shaman.”

Alan waved enthusiastically at the Demon Commander, not caring at all that he was in danger.

Crazy enough, indeed.

He actually waved enthusiastically.

“The first song is my personal favorite, The Scumbag’s Song, but it’s a very soul-touching song.”

After waiting for Alan to finish his introduction, he placed his hands on the guitar and began to play some unpleasant noise.

It was obvious that this guy couldn't play the piano at all.

"Let me kill him, he's making so much noise!"

Finally, a fallen angel was so annoyed that he wanted to kill the mentally ill person who insulted his artistic cells.

Just as he was about to make his move, Alan opened his mouth and started singing.

"I have loved more than a hundred women. She said I was the worst man in the world. I kept my innocence for her and closed the door to loving others..."

The singing started.

All the demons were stunned, as if the deepest part of their souls could be touched.

The law of praying to gods, through chanting to exert the power of gods.

A feeling of sadness came over me.

Suddenly, a feeling of grief and sorrow for unrequited love welled up in my heart.

At this moment, they turned into infatuated lovers, recalling the love they once had hidden in their hearts.

"Bruce, why are you crying?"

"Barry, your eyes are wet."

Before I knew it, my tear glands collapsed and I couldn't stop secreting tears.

All the suffering is beyond words.

……

"It was this woman whom I loved so much who turned me into the dumbest man in the world. I took everything she said seriously. She said she wanted to kiss me on the lips..."

……

The singing continues.

The originally terrifying and ferocious faces of the demons all showed tragic expressions without exception.

The primitive instinctive desire to kill was completely gone.

"Boss, you are crying. Is there someone you can't forget?"

The ghost nun cried with tears in her eyes, and couldn't help but recall that before she became a demon, she was still a pure nun and admired a young priest. It was an emotion that she kept hidden in her heart and did not allow herself to be.

"Stop singing."

As the Demon Commander-in-Chief, Chloe naturally has strength far superior to other Demon Commanders.

Although I couldn't suppress the sadness, I always remained rational.

"I told you to stop singing!"

Suddenly, the horrifying aura of hell burst out, trying to suppress the opponent's singing.

And Alan had already entered a state of ecstasy.

Even dancing to the song, the dance moves were just rough and unbearable. Maybe the problem was that the shaman skills were added, which must be extraordinary.

Soul-stirring dance.

Visually guided control through body movements.

Chloe, who was about to make a move, paused and involuntarily imitated the dance.

"Stop it!"

He was the great demon commander, yet he was dancing in public.

What a shame.

So shameful.

Of course, not only the Demon Commander, but also the other Demon Commanders moved in unison, as well as the demons of different sizes and species on the ground who were imitating Alan's movements.

The human soldiers who had managed to survive and were supposed to carry on resisting with weapons also gave up their weapons and joined in the carnival.

The whole scene was very harmonious, with demons and humans dancing together, and there was no sign of the previous life-and-death fight.

At the same time, the authorities released a drone blessed by holy water and sneaked into Los Angeles to observe the situation.

Holy water is a common holy object of hell's aura. It is simple and easy to obtain, so naturally it is stockpiled in large quantities as soon as possible.

Tactical command room.

A group of executives looked at the images transmitted back on the screen.

Suddenly, I was a little confused.

The demons invaded the human world, could it be that they were looking for a wild party?

Otherwise, how could there be demons dancing abstract dances all over the streets?

As the drone went deeper, it captured seventy-two demon commanders dancing in the sky, and immediately turned the camera around to find out the source of the incident.

The Law of Prayer and the Dance of Soul Capture are skills that complement each other.

The singing must control the consciousness, and the dancing must control the body.

"Who is he?"

"It seems to be a parahuman research target."

"The origins are still unclear."

However, none of this matters in the eyes of bureaucrats.

As long as it can solve human crises, it is a tool worth promoting.

"A demon is nothing more than this. A human can easily control it."

Some people showed contempt on their faces and did not mention the nuclear bomb button on the table at all.

If the situation gets out of control, we will flatten Los Angeles without hesitation.

"I suggest that the live broadcast be made public, not only to reassure the public, but also to let the international community know that there is a god-like person in our country, which will not only enhance our prestige, but even increase our deterrent power."

"Yes, many countries are ready to take advantage of this opportunity to send troops in the name of rescue. This is a good opportunity to make them sensible."

"I agree. We should take this opportunity to give our restless allies a warning so that they know the world is dangerous, not just between countries. We can only rely on America to maintain long-term stability."

"..."

As the bureaucrats discussed their opinions, they reached a consensus.

Taking the opportunity to enhance the country's prestige will not only suppress hostile countries, but also make traditional allies loyal to them.

The live video is quickly linked to major live broadcast software through the official platform, so that every country has channels to connect and broadcast.

Little did they know that they were making a huge mistake.

Just because the radio function is turned on.

"This song sounds a bit addictive."

"I suddenly remembered my first love from fifty years ago. I wonder if she is okay?"

"Don't tell me, I feel the same way."

"Mr. Stan Lee, why did you jump up too?"

"Something's wrong. I can't control my body."

By the time the problem is discovered, it is naturally too late.

Not only did the bureaucrats dance with tears in their eyes, but all the people watching the live broadcast also followed suit and danced uncontrollably.

"Turn off the live broadcast immediately!"

"No, I can't stop."

"If we were dancing, then the people watching the live broadcast would..."

(End of this chapter)