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Under the skilled lighting techniques, paired with the inherent grace of Dream Butterfly, she appeared as if she had descended from the heavens, captivating everyone in attendance.
As the background music began to play softly, the atmosphere reached its peak.
This was the allure of Dream Butterfly, her greatest feature; fans would only erupt in fervor before and after her performance, maintaining absolute silence during her singing.
Yet even so, this kind of eruption far surpassed that of ordinary artists.
Today, Dream Butterfly seemed to possess a different charm than before, becoming even more alluring with a unique magnetism.
At that moment, a flash of Red Glow flickered in her eyes. Just as the background music started and Dream Butterfly stepped out without uttering a word, Yang Xiaoyou stomped on the ground.
With a powerful force, he cracked the cement floor beneath him and propelled himself into the air, using the dense crowd to soar above them like an Azure Wind, heading straight for the stage!
At that moment of fan frenzy, the complaints of those he had stepped on were completely drowned out by the excitement, and his speed surpassed what an ordinary person could perceive!
However, his destination was not directly towards Dream Butterfly on stage but rather to the backstage control platform!
In that instant of soaring through the air, two colorful jade pendants fell from him, bursting into a cloud of powdery mist that enveloped him completely. He then vanished into thin air along with the mist.
Inside the Control Panel at the back of the concert hall, the scene was quite bizarre. The professional Sound Engineers and lighting technicians were all bound by flesh-colored elastic ropes coated in slime and tossed aside.
Even six members from Hive Security Company responsible for protection were injured and restrained.
In their place stood only one individual—a White Man radiating an Artistic Atmosphere.
However, this artist appeared extremely terrifying!
From his spine protruded dozens of grotesque tendrils that replaced the entire team behind him single-handedly. The coordination was even more precise than that of those professionals.
Aside from this inhuman presence, there were seven or eight other figures scattered around the backstage area, each dressed differently.
One of the men, with only a few sparse hairs on his head and a face full of coarse features, was now looking greedily at the six members of the Hivemind Team bound on the ground.
"Heh heh, these fellows have solid muscles; their meat must be delicious. Chewy and tasty, why not..."
As he spoke, he extended his long tongue, over a foot in length, licking his lips, with a sickly yellow drool dripping down.
The bound Sound Engineers were filled with terror, making muffled sounds even with their mouths gagged. A few of them even fainted outright.
The six Hivemind Team Members at the forefront also changed their expressions slightly.
They were well aware of the company's recent activities, but the original plan was supposed to be an issue for half a month later. Now, however, unexpected changes had occurred, leaving them feeling completely unprepared.
They hadn't even had time to notify anyone!
The monsters before them, although somewhat deranged, possessed undeniable strength; it was likely that even core members would struggle to subdue them one-on-one.
At this moment, they were puzzled as to why these creatures had taken control of the area with lightning speed yet were still cooperating with the concert's proceedings.
It seemed as if they were on guard against some potential disruptors, turning the situation completely upside down.
In truth, since joining this line of work, they had seen more clearly than ordinary people. However, the thought of being devoured by such beings was still something they found hard to accept.
"After the Major Incident is completed, you can eat as you please; for now, hold off."
Another figure, thin as a twig yet standing at least two meters tall—a Deformed Figure—spoke up to stop the actions of the burly man.
However, before he could finish his words, a cold voice came from the doorway.
"Then I thank you for your kind intentions; as a reward, I'll leave you with a whole corpse."
The sound just emerged.
At that moment, the seven Elites present felt an ominous sense of crisis rising within them.
Before they could react, an overwhelming aura of terror descended upon them!
The air seemed to condense and compress.
Debris on the ground and scattered papers slowly began to rise, buoyed by the immense force generated by the compressed air. The scene was utterly shocking!
Some of them even felt as if they couldn't move a single finger!
The sheer pressure inflicted such a terrifying blow to their morale that it left them deeply shaken.
There was an unmistakable feeling of powerlessness in the face of a true superior, a ruler, making them feel diminutive.
"I refuse to submit! No one can make me yield except for my Master!"
The burly man who had intended to devour a few prime targets found his teeth transforming into jagged edges.
He gasped, his tongue lolling out as he assumed a stance as if trying to bear the invisible weight pressing down on him.
His legs creaked as if they were breaking, and the ground beneath him cracked like a spider's web!
His eyes were bloodshot, bulging outward as if they might pop out at any moment!
His muscles tensed and writhed beneath his skin like worms, making his entire body appear larger and more terrifying.
"Ugh, scum!"
Just as this man was about to break free from his restraints and unleash a furious roar, that voice suddenly echoed above him, cold and indifferent.
A visible wave of Powdery Mist coalesced in the air, forming a gigantic Palm that pressed downwards.
With a sickening sound, the Sturdy Man, who had seemed ready to struggle and shout in defiance, was instantly crushed into a mass of flesh.
Blood splattered everywhere, staining the entire Control Panel red and splattering all over those present. On the cracked floor, a massive Palm imprint appeared, looking utterly astonishing!
At that moment, a figure completely unblemished by blood emerged from the large pit created by the handprint. Although he was a handsome and refined young man, to everyone else, he appeared more demonic than the creature that had just tried to devour them.
"I thought that with our numbers and strength, we could at least hold our own against you if you came in person. It seems we overestimated ourselves! No wonder Master arranged things this way! However, your plans will surely come to naught. Even if we stop this concert, it won't halt Master’s progress!"
The figure, over two meters tall yet as thin as a vine, seized the opportunity to free himself from his restraints.
In an instant, he began to stretch rapidly, transforming into what looked like a real vine! He quickly coiled around Yang Xiaoyou!
Meanwhile, the artist with Tentacles on his back, who had been tuning instruments, abandoned his work as countless Tentacles also slithered toward her.
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