The Rise of Otaku

The white ink on the stage, full of fascinating taste on the body, wearing a sailor suit, he was illuminated by a beam of light, the long white hair will soon grow to the heel. His identity seems to be the lead singer and band conductor, and currently only the prelude part, only pure music has no vocal part.

Judging from the current results, it is quite good. Although the members of the Death Orchestra are weird in shape, the instrument's ability is absolutely as if it is a regular orchestra. If there was no previous Xia Wei said that they would only play once, Zhou Yu wanted to raise such a group of people in the village, so that he could take it out and upgrade it.

As for the residence, it is easy to get a ghost house. Anyway, the glass house is useless. Let the ghosts all stay in the house and transform them into a haunted house that can also be visited in a 2nd dimension. Maybe there are tourists who like it or maybe. The empty back garden came up with such a haunted house, and it was quite atmosphere at night.

Of course, Zhou Yu did not have a high level of musical appreciation. The level of the performance of the Death Orchestra is unclear. Anyway, it looks okay.

Xia Wei also ran over, but only because of the identity of the residents of Starlight City, so did not go to the scene to listen, but hid in the room of Zhou Yu, the two watched the broadcast picture together.

"It's not bad. The reputation of the Death Orchestra is not white. I don't know why the old stubborn is like a snake. It may be the incomprehensible revenge of Star City and the fallen city for thousands of years. too hard."

Xia Wei is also a different kind, not too disgusted with the fallen city, but some acts really make him dissatisfied, such as those extreme fans. He has so many idols, and he is not harassed by extreme fans in general, but he has not been completely negated as long as he is a fallen city.

There is a hatred between Starlight City and the Fallen City. Zhou Yu does not want to understand. Anyway, he is not the protagonist in the fantasy novel. If he has nothing to do, he wants to get involved in the dispute between the two parties. Raising idols in your own territory to play games, very happy, there is no need to be a savior.

"Right, I recently thought about upgrading the Luhua Village, but I lacked a prop called the Code. You have been mixing in Star City for so long. Have you heard of this information?"

The code of law is what Zhou Yu wants to do at the moment, but even the king of news like the thief king can't find relevant information, and it is inevitable that he is anxious.

Xia Weiyi, but soon recovered: "Codex? Well, too, the current development momentum of Luhua Village is indeed on the verge of upgrading. However, the Code is a very rare prop, only a good person can get it, previously only in Star City. The auction has been seen once, but that was a few years ago."

Rely, it is really rare.

After a while, Xia Wei seemed to want to ask something again, but when he saw Zhou Yu’s meditation, he forced the problem down.

Lao Zhou is a person who does not like to be bound by others. Regardless of whether Star City or Fallen City can not conquer him, it is almost inevitable to become a wandering force. After all, the 3rd dimension is too big. Starlight City and the Fallen City can't all be conquered. Moreover, there are places like Sky City, which is almost unconstrained. The brothers' city should not be easily targeted.

During the thinking, there was a change in the picture of the truth camera. The white ink put down the baton and picked up the microphone. The real concert was finally started.

For a time, the scene suddenly quieted down, and the fanatical fans all held their breath, for fear of missing any syllables. Even across the screen, Zhou Yu can feel the dramatic changes in the atmosphere on the stage, and the chill that penetrates into the heart makes a goose bump.

Zhou Yu felt strange, and they were immersed in the scene and trembled. He asked slyly: "Firefighter sister, what the **** is going on? How come it is so cold all the time, is the body of the white ink brother so powerful?"

The little firefly can still hold it, but his face is not very good-looking: "This is not the coldness of the ice body, but the dead air. The powerful death orchestra can actually have such an imposing manner."

White ink elegantly compares a snoring gesture: "Quiet, listen to the whisper of the Hell Ghost" "Soul Festival."

"Soul Festival" is probably the name of this song. This is probably the case with the Fallen City style. It’s just the tone of white ink at this moment. It’s just like cold, it’s not like people, it’s more human than usual. The temperature at the scene is also falling and falling, and it has reached the point of exhaling into fog. Normal people may not be able to stand it.

However, the gang of fallen people in the audience was enjoying it. Even a few people took off their clothes, as if the werewolves were generally screaming.

I don't understand.

White ink began to sing, and the Death Orchestra followed closely to begin the real performance. There was nothing unusual at first, but when the climax part was reached, one of the zombies playing the trumpet suddenly felt a bit over-the-top and walked forward with a trumpet.

At the same time, a blood cloud with many tentacles appeared on the stage, as if the heart beats and drums, making a scalp and numb sound.

As the voice of Bai Mo gradually rises, the trumpeter has followed a 'Yangtian trombone'. Half of the result number, I do not know why the trumpet suddenly blows out a large and a small sharp long blade, after a few laps in the air, the trumpeter came to a scene of thousands of miles.

The real blood sacrifice begins.

Death did not stop the performance of the Death Orchestra, and the audience was almost unaffected and even called more wildly. The white ink of the lead singer did not look at the broken meat on the stage, but only continued to sing intently.

Zhou Yu looked stunned, and Nima is too heavy, right? "Death is coming"?

It is true that death is coming, and in the next few minutes, players continue to die in a wonderful and **** way. The mourning and screams before death, the **** flesh and internal organs, filled the playing field, chilling.

The ghost chorus team screamed like a firecracker, and the fat carrion drummer used his belly as a drumhead. All kinds of **** smashed the venue immediately in the atmosphere of the horror film.

Zhou Yu saw only one desire to vomit, Xia Wei is also a face of iron blue no longer exaggerated the orchestra, and the small firefly on the scene they have spit out, and then did not dare to go back and start running outside, and then Staying on it may be smothered by a **** smell.

Terrible death concert.