I, the only superpower on earth

On the stage of the "pilgrimage meeting", there was a sudden silence.

The microphone suddenly lost its voice, Shuji Yamada frowned, patted the microphone, and said "Hello" a few times, but still didn't get the desired result.

He shook his head gracefully and put the microphone aside, but when he turned his head and glanced at the side of the stage, the ready staff immediately rushed up in cold sweat and helped him change a new microphone.

Taking over the new microphone, Shuji Yamada opened it with a kind smile:

"Ah, there was a little accident just now, but don't—"

what happened?

Why is there still no sound from the microphone? !

Shuji Yamada glanced dissatisfiedly at the side of the stage, and the third microphone was quickly replaced, followed by the fourth, and the fifth... Although the current was not cut off, there was still no sound.

Shuji Yamada narrowed his eyes tightly, and the staff who knew his character and tricks trembled all over and even wanted to kneel down and apologize. Looking at the bottom of the stage again, there are obviously many believers sitting on futons looking left and right, looking a little restless.

——Although the atmosphere of the scene was condensed through the means of the beginning, everyone was fully devoted to the form of "pilgrimage meeting". But there are advantages and disadvantages. Once this kind of religious atmosphere is interrupted, it is difficult to reunite.

Yamada Shuji was calm on the surface, but he was already cursing in his heart:

"... FUCK!

"...The quality of the stage equipment is so poor, is it because the technicians took kickbacks? After today is over, we must clean it up!"

And just when he wanted to simply step down and end today's "pilgrimage meeting", suddenly - the lights went out.

No, it's not all off, but most of the lights on the scene are submerged in the darkness, only the strong lights on the stage are still on, and the stage is dark. A completely darkened design on stage is just the opposite.

King Bliss Ming behind him stared at the people in the audience with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The believers exclaimed, as if they felt that this was a plan arranged by Shuji Yamada himself, so they became serious again, and focused on the location of Shuji Yamada.

But Shuji Yamada himself had a blank mind, because he knew very well that this was not his pre-design. But the matter has come to this point, the arrow is on the string and has to be fired, he coughed lightly, holding the microphone that could not speak, and fell into hesitation——

Next... what should I do?

"Are you wondering...why there is no sound from the microphone?"

The gentle human voice came from behind, making Shuji Yamada's eyes widen in disbelief.

His hairs stood on end, he turned around, looked at the girl standing behind the stage, the shock of being shocked by her beauty for a moment and the chill caused by her sudden appearance intertwined in his heart, and he couldn't help shouting :

"Who are you!"

Shuji Yamada didn't know, it wasn't just him, at this moment, when the figure of the girl appeared on the stage——

At the end of the stage, among the deacons in long robes, the registrar also stared at the girl on the stage with the same dull eyes as him, and opened his mouth wide.

"I...Miss Ito Mio?!"

Except for the registrar who knew Mio Ito's name, other people in the audience, whether believers or deacons, whispered to each other in doubt when they saw Mio Ito.

Because they could clearly feel that this was indeed not someone arranged by the leader Shuji Yamada, so because of this, they were even more puzzled about the reason for Mio Ito to appear on the stage.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but there were only two people on the stage. Although Shuji Yamada was shocked by her beauty for a moment when he saw Mio Ito's face, this shock soon turned into a realistic consideration.

"...You did everything just now?"

Although it was doubtful, Shuji Yamada confirmed in his heart that it was the truth.

The girl didn't answer him.

She stepped forward gently and walked to the center of the stage.

"Just now, Ni's figure suddenly appeared on the stage along with the lights. It must be a trick."

Yamada Shuuji's face darkened.

"That's the divine power bestowed on me by King Ming... Hey, you haven't answered my question yet."

Talking disdainfully, at the same time, Shuji Yamada calmly cast a look at the side of the stage, but he didn't expect that both the staff and the security personnel seemed to be stunned, and remained motionless, standing in place He stared blankly here.

Shuji Yamada felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, and cold sweat ran down his back.

"As expected..."

The girl said to herself, stood in the middle of the stage, and kicked an imperceptible gap on it with her foot.

"Actually, under the gap in the center of the stage, there is a five- to six-meter-long hole. The gap can be opened and closed by electromagnetic remote control. Once opened, it can control the 'thing' below the stage to rise or fall from the long hole.

"And that thing is another same painting that is exactly the same in length and width as the portrait of King Ming behind it.

"So...there are actually two portraits of King Ming hanging on the stage at the beginning, one at the back and one here. And you are hiding in the middle of the two portraits. Waiting for the lights to go out.

“When the lights are out on stage and you’re in the dark, you’re stalking and broadcasting the sound through the speakers so it’s hard to tell where it’s coming from.

"Then, at the moment when darkness and light alternate, the portrait hanging above the long hole quickly fell from the long hole because the gap was opened. At this moment, your figure sandwiched between the two portraits appeared But because the portrait of King Ming is still behind you, and the depth of the stage is pulled away——in this way, it seems that you suddenly appeared on the stage...

"It's very boring... I thought that such a big religion might have a god-like existence behind the scenes, but it's actually such a boring mechanical trick."

Mio Ito tilted her head, facing him, showing a clear but bored expression, and said inexplicable words.

Shuji Yamada neither affirmed nor denied, his face was still gloomy, and he repeated his question again.

"Who are you?"

"who I am?"

The girl smiled, imitating his posture, and walked to the front of the stage, as if announcing, looking directly at the group of elders, celebrities, thousands of believers, deacons and security personnel in the audience, whether they were puzzled or amazed. Or anxious eyes, open arms, no microphone, but the voice was clearly conveyed to every corner of the field:

"Human beings are really fragile when I think about it - they need support, they need faith, and they always find reasons for themselves. Even this kind of boring deception can deceive them, believe that that person really has divine power, believe that that person will bring redemption.

"The so-called 'Ultimate Bliss King's Association' is just such a thing... as long as you poke through that blank paper, you can see the ugliness and shallowness behind it.

"...But, you don't have to worry.

"Salvation does exist, but it has nothing to do with the King of Bliss, but exists in my hands——

"—Next, you will see the real divine power in this world!"

Accompanied by the girl's voice, it sounded like the roar of the sea waves and the belly quake of a giant beast in everyone's ears, and just as they were looking at each other in confusion, waves of blood swept across the "Fazhuang" Everything, bright red tentacles rising from the ocean, entangled everyone in the blood-red world.