Diablo Destruction

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"How can we let it end so easily!!!"

Raphael expressed dissatisfaction. Although the Sparrow God Competition did have a noisy effect and surprised people, the result of the competition was unacceptable to her. Originally, Raphael did not expect that a certain druid could rush through. In the finals, miscalculation is natural.

Seeing the two voices dancing to the music on the stage, hugging each other, forehead to forehead, nose to nose, as if they have forgotten everything around them, immersed in the world of the two, Raphael is called a envious.

This envy then gave rise to an evil desire to retaliate against society.

Tonight, you guys will be buried with me and let my anger burn the entire Rogge camp.

Raphael thought so and took action.

On the stage, the warm and romantic music that blended into the atmosphere suddenly ended.

Linya and I were startled and woke up.

Looking at each other hugging each other, they smiled knowingly, and the lips that were so close together gently closed and kissed them.

Then he left and bowed to the audience amidst the applause.

Although there was a confusing game like the Sparrow God Battle in the middle, but in terms of results. It’s not bad, it’s all thanks to Grandma Ellen.

"Okay, thank you to the bride and groom for giving us a passionate dance."

At this moment. Raphael stepped onto the stage from nowhere, holding a magic loudspeaker in his hand and continuing to act as the host.

"It's a pity, but I have to tell everyone. At this point, the wedding banquet has almost come to an end. Now, let us enjoy the last program and wish our bride and groom eternal love and a long life together."

The audience burst into thunderous applause.

The last show?

I cast a puzzled look at Linya, and received a gentle shake of her head.

What the hell is this princess of the Hundred Tribes planning?

"Our last show is..."

At this moment. I saw Raphael pretending to be holding a piece of paper and looking at it, and announced it as if he had really arranged the program. It whetted everyone's appetite for a while, and then suddenly he shouted with an excited voice.

"Please invite the groom to sing a song for us."

"Oh oh oh----!!!"

The audience, who did not know the truth and did not know whether to live or die, cheered one after another. Although it's a pity that he's not the bride, the groom just has to make do with it. If he sings well, he'll be applauded, and if he sings poorly, he'll be booed a few times, without any scruples.

How could they know. Now it is no longer a matter of applause or boos, but a matter of life and death.

Linya staggered when she heard the program announcement. In an instant, I saw through her willful mentality of revenge on society and wanting to "die together" with everyone.

Looking at her husband, Linya felt even worse. However, there were still people in the audience who did not know how to live or die, fanning the flames.

Hey, hey, hey!

The wedding banquet went on for so long, and Raphael finally did something good.

I slowly closed my eyes and opened them. My eyes looked down at the people below the stage with a hint of coldness from a high place, and the aura of the singer was fully revealed.

Touching the magic loudspeaker that had not appeared for a long time, he was like a peerless swordsman, stroking the personal sword that had been accompanying him in bloody battles, his eyes as gentle as a lover's.

Tonight is destined to be the night when the God of Song rises.

Seeing that someone had completely entered a fighting state, Linya was even more anxious. She didn't want the perfect wedding to turn into a bloody night of massacre with corpses everywhere.

Ah, right.

"Brother Wu." Linya suddenly thought of a good idea and gently pulled the other party.

"What's wrong, Linya?"

It was a rare moment of excitement, but I couldn't ignore the call of my anxious baby wife. I turned around immediately after hearing this.

"Didn't Vilas send [that] last time?"

"Which one?"

I'm a little confused. In the past few months, Vilas has sent too many things. She is such a worried little dog.

"That's the memory crystal." Linya reminded.

It suddenly dawned on me.

Because I miss my precious wife, daughter, and sister so much, I often ask them in my letters to send them a few memory crystals to relieve my lovesickness, and also to see if they are eating well and losing weight.

Among them, because I missed our little dog, the little singer, with Vilas’ shy consent, I asked her to record a song and send it over.

But why bring this up? I can just enjoy the memory crystal sent by Vilas by myself. Okay, why did Linya ask me to take it out.

Linya seemed to have thought of her words a long time ago, and then she showed a sweet smile that for some reason gave me a chill and said.

"Brother Wu, don't you think... grandma is too arrogant tonight? Grandma has always been proud of her identity as a singer and dancer. If you can take out Willas's memory crystal, let her know that she is not the only one in this world. He is an outstanding person, so he might be a little restrained."

"That's right." I clapped my hands.

This is indeed a good way to avenge the long-standing pranks of the princesses of the hundreds of tribes, and the subtle contrast between the current gentle and beautiful singer and the previous "outdated" singer can also make everyone more happy and more interested. It would be very satisfying if we could draw Raphael's fans to Vilas's camp.

"Ahem, I'm sorry..." Thinking of this, I no longer hesitated and raised the magic loudspeaker to announce to everyone.

"Although I really want to sing a song for everyone, I have a better idea now."

Under everyone's curious eyes, and when Raphael noticed the sudden change in form and glared at me, I smiled slowly.

"Before I tell you this idea. Let me give it a try. Everyone present should know Raphael's reputation as a singing and dancing girl better than I do. Since Raphael left, there have been dozens of people. Years have passed, and no new generation of singers has been born in the First World camp who can succeed Raphael-sama."

I first pretended to praise Raphael. In fact, it was to build momentum for Vilas. After brewing the atmosphere for a while, he continued.

"However, the seniors who came to the third world in the past few years must all know that on the previous God's birthday, a new generation of Rogge singers was finally born."

I glanced at the audience, although there were many people cheering. But more of a confusion, seeming to say, so what? We can't let new singers perform in the third world.

"Although I can't call her here, but..." I shook the memory crystal in my hand.

The audience was stunned for a moment, and then everyone came to their senses.

"Could it be...there's a performance by a new singer in it?"

I nodded with a smile.

Suddenly, there was a tsunami of cheers, and there was a performance by a new singer. Who wants to listen to the bridegroom’s song?

Most importantly, it also includes comparisons between the old and new generations of singers.

"Ahem, let me explain in advance, there are only recorded songs in it."

I hid my hand a little, but it was actually inside the memory crystal. It contains the image and singing voice of Willas. Who would use the camera as a recording disk? Do you think so?

However, the blushing, shy and cute look of Veras who was recording the song in front of the memory crystal was my personal collection, and I didn’t want to show it to everyone. These guys should be content with listening to Veras’s songs.

After the thunderous cheers cooled down, and under the gaze of countless pairs of scorching eyes, I took out the memory crystal with great care, faced the magic loudspeaker, and turned on only the sound mode.

The quiet, melodious, clear and innocent song slowly sounded from the silent square. This is one of Willas's favorite songs. It is as quiet and sweet as a lullaby, and can wash people's souls. The sound of the song is accompanied by In the vast silence, only steady and even breathing and peaceful faces remained, as if everyone was sleeping deeply in it.

A world without color, come and visit quietly

Stop all times and fall asleep

Gathering people of sorrow and joy

Watching the ease as time goes by

In the fate of people being born and disappearing

Everyone has made a small wish to the stars in the sky

Quietly twinkling stars in the sky

Passing on the other side of the horizon

…

…

Pieces of pure white snowflakes suddenly fell, as if summoned by singing, decorating this quiet square where tens of thousands of people gathered, with pure colors and covered with snow-white pajamas.

I don't know when the singing stopped, but it wasn't until people reacted.

"Snowing……"

That beautiful singing brings people not only passion and excitement, but also a sense of tranquility, serenity, and a plain little happiness.

The quiet melody with a hint of sadness contains the desire for peace, happiness and hope. It is like a microcosm of the world and deeply touches everyone's hearts.

A small snowflake fell in front of my face, cold to the heart, quiet and pure white, as if it made the world reborn and became the terminator of the song, marking a perfect ending.

"Oops...Oops, I seem to be fascinated by our new singer."

"No, no, no, in terms of singing voice and technique, Raphael is better."

"That's what I say... But just by listening to her voice, I can tell that the new singer is a gentle and kind girl. This is my type."

"Raphael's words...maybe he also has a gentle side."

"Are you really sure?"

"Uh...occasionally..."

After waking up from the beautiful singing, for a while, the audience was divided into two groups. Although most of them still supported Raphael, a small part of them had already turned to Vilas.

No way, this is a very subjective thing. I also admit that Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Hundred Tribes does sing a little better than Vilas, but everyone has their own preferences. When you like a singer, it’s not just about her singing voice, but also Character, temperament and many other factors.

Vilas is proud to be able to steal a small number of Raphael's fans with just a song in the memory crystal. Of course, this is related to the fact that most men like girls like Vilas who are gentle, kind, shy and tame. Phil is perfect though. But his personality is too strong.

Looking at the reaction from the audience, I evaluated it objectively in my mind.

Of course, how many fans does Vilas have. I don't care, and she doesn't care either. What I care about is being able to hit Raphael.

Looking back. Sure enough, our Princess of the Hundred Tribes looked very frustrated. She knew it was our conspiracy but she still couldn't help being shocked.

"Xiao Linya, you can't do this to me..."

She looked pitifully at her baby granddaughter, a certain idiot Druid who would never have thought of using this method to use force to attack in a roundabout way. Raphael didn't have to think about it. I also know that it was my granddaughter’s idea.

"Humph, it's all grandma who went too far." Linya tilted her head and said angrily.

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At the end of the wedding banquet, Raphael, who had caused trouble, brought it upon himself and returned defeated. Linya and I also cleverly avoided the interception of everyone and returned to the house smoothly.

"Strange. Why didn't I see Master Raphael?" I was quite confused.

Logically speaking, with Raphael's character, he would definitely join the interception team and create the last trouble for me, if she is involved. Linya and I couldn't escape so easily.

"Could it be that the blow just now was too great?" Linya guessed.

"Probably, forget it, leave her alone, it's our wedding night now, a beautiful day, isn't it?" I focused on the girl in front of me and couldn't take my eyes away.

Linya today is so beautiful, no matter how many times I see it, I am still amazed.

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