Gods: The Swarm

After the shuttle was stopped by the police, it finally found a place to park nearby.

A group of people ran wildly for more than half an hour and rushed into the main venue before the deadline for entering the party.

The receptionist who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly handed various cheering cards to the group of people, who led them from the auxiliary channel to the cheering area specially left at the edge of the stage.

As soon as he entered the venue, Han Fei felt that the air seemed to be scorching.

Looking up, the circular venue that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people was full of audiences waving fluorescent sticks and shouting at the top of their lungs.

If they hadn't held cheering tickets, they probably wouldn't even have a place to stand after entering the venue.

Even so, the cheering area was not spacious, and there were only two ways to enter here.

One is the hardcore fans who spend a lot of money, and the other is the professional cheering team hired by the organizer or the agency.

No matter which one, the special people are holding signs and dancing like crazy.

Han Fei was running out of breath, and now he was squeezed in this group of people who were already crazy, and he felt that he could hardly breathe.

He was holding the cheering sign and shouting to Liu Dan beside him with all his strength: "Dandan, if you don't replenish me with rare resources, I will never accompany you to suffer this next time!"

Unfortunately, the high-frequency dolphin sounds of many girls around him completely drowned out his roar.

Liu Dan was too lazy to pay attention to him. At this moment, he was staring at the group of young and beautiful girls on the stage who were wearing cool night elf costumes, with seductive magic patterns on their long legs, and dancing warm-up dances.

Han Fei saw that Liu Dan didn't respond to him at all, and sighed helplessly.

It was hard for him to understand why a rich man like Dandan would be so obsessed with COS singing and dancing girls.

On the contrary, he seemed to have little interest in the native species they COSed.

For example, it was not difficult for Liu Dan to have close contact with the night elves, whether in the world of gods or in the real world.

Moreover, human civilization was not particularly exclusive in this regard. Many taverns in Starports looked at night elves as waiters.

Liu Dan was not seen showing such a virtue to them. This was simply Ye Gong’s love for dragons.

Unable to understand their hobbies, Han Fei naturally could not fit into this joyful atmosphere.

Han Fei, who was used to quietness and devoted himself to his career, was completely suffering in this noisy environment.

If Meng Xiaoxian had not given him a considerable support subsidy, he would have left long ago.

"Brother Dan, I'm going to log in to the world of gods to get busy. Please help me keep an eye on it."

"Before Emilia comes on stage, remember to remind me. I have to take pictures."

Han Fei tugged Liu Dan's arm hard, pointed at the magic ring and yelled at him.

In Boss Han's eyes, except for Emilia who can make news, the other little stars are just foils.

It's meaningless. Watching them perform is a complete waste of precious time.

It's better to sink the main consciousness into the world of gods and continue to improve your fungus spore earthworm gene template.

As long as a small part of the main body is left, it is enough for the body to stand steadily, hold up the cheering card, and shake it mechanically from side to side.

Thanks to this era of black technology, even the cheering card has intelligent recognition function, which can automatically convert different cheering slogans and even set patterns according to the performers on the stage.

Liu Dan, who was listening to Han Fei's words, stared at him with the eyes of a rare species.

"Are you sick? You came all the way to attend the opening ceremony, but you don't want to have fun, and you actually want to go back to the world of gods to continue working overtime?"

"Uh............."

Han Fei was about to say something else, but at this moment he suddenly heard the drum beats coming from the surround sound of the venue.

The beautiful girl group dancing the warm-up dance quickly bowed and left.

All the stage lights went out.

The atmosphere on the scene gradually began to depress, and the fans in the audience area, waving countless fluorescent sticks, could not illuminate the dark and deep empty stage at this moment.

The drums rumbled, and the desolate horns sounded.

The dome of the main venue gradually closed, covering the gorgeous galaxy above.

The mysterious divine patterns engraved on the dome cast light on the stage area as the divine power flowed, condensing a nearly real-life holographic projection.

The empty stage instantly turned into a deadly battlefield with a cold wind.

On the blood-soaked land, the broken battle flag fluttered in the wind, and the surviving warrior knelt on one knee with a sword in his hand.

Looking around, he was the only one left alive in the vast world.

"Ah..."

His sigh with fatigue and sadness echoed over the entire venue, hitting the hearts of every audience member heavily.

Even the hardcore brain-dead fans were silent at this time, looking at the stage silently.

At this moment, the thick clouds above the battlefield were suddenly penetrated by countless sword-like lights, and the warm sunshine scattered in the world.

The dancing little angels sprinkled golden rose rain.

A strong fragrance of roses lingered in the entire venue.

The desolate battlefield projected by the holographic projection also revived at this moment. The rapidly growing vegetation covered the dried blood and the broken limbs, wreckage, swords and weapons all over the ground.

The holy archangel, chanting pleasant hymns, flapped his nine pairs of white wings and descended into the world.

The whole scene was extremely holy and solemn.

It's just that... the commander-in-chief seems to be wearing a little less.

Although I didn’t dance with my bare buttocks like those little angels.

But the two bra wraps intertwined on the chest, the fluffy and fluttering translucent silk skirt, combined with the bulging figure...

Is this hollow and simple style popular in all restaurants?

The hundreds of thousands of spectators present took a deep breath almost in unison, and then burst into violent cheers, screams, and even bursts of howling.

The atmosphere became lively again, and the silent atmosphere before was completely broken in an instant.

"Damn it, this is coming!"

Han Fei's face was full of surprise, not because of the organizer's arrogance, but because he saw the beautiful girl floating down from the sky.

He immediately and roughly pushed away the enthusiastic balls, tried his best to squeeze in the position closest to the stage, set the camera to continuous shooting mode, and kept looking for the best shooting angle.

"Mo Dan, I almost missed it."

"The organizers must be out of their minds because Emilia was included in the opening performance instead of the finale!"

"Damn it, I'm actually wearing safety pants. They're still of an ordinary style. Do you still have the professional ethics of being a star..."

"Grandma, this isn't exciting enough. It seems I have to do some artistic enhancement."

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