Chapter 830: Game Before the Start

The god of music Baihuayin is about to perform a miracle in the central square of the Indulger Paradise. This news cannot be concealed no matter what. To survive in the Indulger Paradise, strength is one thing, and being well-informed is also the way to survive, not to mention Baihua. Yin Rucheng's posture is so grand, how can he not attract attention.

Even if Thelma Sylvie did not actively publicize the news, the Holy Country Support Group has traveled throughout the city in the past few days to gather the troubadours, spreading the news everywhere, as long as they are not deaf. More or less everyone heard the news.

Early on, the Tianlai Song and Dance Troupe began to prepare. Deanna and Bishop Holly looked at the sudden appearance of a large group of gorgeous steel puppet mounts, and suddenly felt that their equipment was very low. In terms of gorgeousness and pomp, the girls controlled the troupe. Be professional.

Little Will shrugged and said: "When we first arrived, the Siren Banshees wanted to completely isolate us and sent a large group of people to escort us. We only need to rely on their strength. Now that they have come to their senses, this It is impossible to exclude such a large team to cooperate with us in building momentum, but it will weaken our momentum as much as possible. ”

"Others' things are always other people's, and your own is controllable, so..." Needless to say, everyone understands that knights are equipped with mounts, and ordinary mounts really cannot bring too much shock unless they are all the same. Entering the level of Warcraft mounts, but there are not many of these things. Even the Holy Kingdom cannot carry so many Warcraft mounts with them. They are real elites. The battlefield is their destination. They are wasted as a guard of honor. .

There is no high-level Warcraft mount, so Little Weir has replaced it with high-level steel puppets. Not only has its effect not been reduced, but it is more likely to shock people's hearts. The twenty high-level iron puppets are stepping on neat steps, "Boom, boom, boom, boom." "It's impossible not to be eye-catching."

A layer of mist surrounded Baihuayin in the gorgeous carriage, and the petals scattered by Anjie Ni and Nicole carried a faint fragrance. Everything looked very beautiful, but the people watching on both sides of the road did not Today, the sky is clear and the temperature is moderate, but there are not as many people going out as expected.

A trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of Xiao Weier's mouth: "Selma Sylvie seems to have become a little smarter, and she actually thought of transferring people out of the city in large numbers by issuing tasks. However, in the face of absolute strength, everything All small means are in vain! Selma Sylvie, you are still a little too young, you know nothing about the strong."

Thelma Sylvie, the controller of the Indulgent Paradise and one of the five kings of the Siren Banshee Royal Family, stood in the central square, surrounded by hundreds of powerful people from the Sea Tribe who were waiting here early. She saw the people on the street Pedestrians in twos and threes had a happy arc on their lips, "Baihuayin, this is the paradise for indulgers, an island controlled by me, Thelma Sylvie. I won't let you get angry. Even if you have a big fire, you can only If you can hold it back, what about the powerful demigods? The power of the siren clan is not something that you, the god of music, can shake."

"I will let you know what power is!" Thelma Sylvie saw the team slowly walking in the distance, including the Tianlai Song and Dance Troupe, members of the Mercenary Association, the Holy Country Support Group, and the troubadours. The complex number was less than five hundred, and the scattered people gathered around to watch the excitement were only two or three hundred, and most of them were powerless gangsters, little people who were not worthy of her attention.

The footsteps of "boom boom boom" are getting closer and closer. The four-legged flying dragon headed by it is unleashing its immature dragon power unscrupulously. Selma Sylvie can also feel a trace of depression. The blood of this sub-dragon It seems very pure, but it is normal if you think about it. The two-legged flying dragon was originally a high-level monster, and the four-legged flying dragon that evolved from the two-legged flying dragon is one level closer to the dragon bloodline. It is normal to behave like this. .

The steel puppet is ferocious and mighty,

Just the size and weight are impossible to ignore. The light of steel is full of wild beauty, forming a sharp contrast with the gorgeous chariot behind it. The tenderness of steel? It always felt a little weird. The team that was put together temporarily had such a formation and it was considered that they had worked very hard. Selma Sylvie curled her lips and took the initiative to win.

Let’s not talk about anything else. The momentum cannot be suppressed. Today is the battlefield. After I suppress Baihuayin’s momentum, the ancestor will take advantage of the situation and use Baihuayin’s momentum and reputation to promote himself. , and step into the road to becoming a god.

It’s time for the siren clan to have their own gods!

"Welcome to the goddess of music. I wish the God of Music a successful concert, and I wish the God of Music will become a god soon!" Thelma Sylvie led a team to greet her. She clearly said all good words of blessing, but she immediately said Baihuayin's The mission turned into a cabaret performance and Baihuayin's demigod nature was revealed.

"No courtesy!" The steel puppet stamped its feet, turned around neatly, and stood still. Baihuayin's voice came out from the chariot. Xiao Weier drove the chariot with no intention of stopping, and Baihuayin did not even stop in the central square. After getting off the bus, he just glanced at Thelma Sylvie with a smile.

Thelma Sylvie's face instantly turned livid, she clenched her teeth tightly and almost couldn't hold back her power. Baihuayin's airs seemed a bit too big. Although you are a demigod, you are still stuffed. One of the five kings of the Ren Banshee clan, a majestic third-level holy master, don’t you want to lose face?

In order to suppress the other side, I brought a third-level Siren, two third-level masters of the Sea Clan, and two third-level masters of the Indulgent Paradise. Including myself, there are six third-level masters, while the other side only has three Saint-level masters on the surface, and there are only four including the Asian dragon. However, Baihuayin stepped on all of her people right away.

In this battle of momentum, Selma Sylvie was instantly at a disadvantage. She worked hard to make a plan and paid so much price to expel and restrict so many people in the Indulgent Paradise. In the end, Baihuayin made a move and a word to make it back?

Humph, Baihuayin, a demigod, let you be proud for a while, there will always be a time for you to cry, the Indulgent Paradise is the back garden of my Siren Clan, let's see how you deal with countless resentments.

The gods that the Siren Banshee clan wanted to achieve were not good birds. Whether it was the god of pirates or the god of indulgence, they had to face countless resentments. The Siren clan demigods gave Selma. Sylvie a task not only to stop Baihuayin from preaching in the indulgent paradise, but also to use countless resentments to attack Baihuayin and see how she would deal with it.

Pioneer for the king, this is the definition of Baihuayin by many demigods.

"Lead the way!" Baihuayin unceremoniously regarded Selma. Sylvie as a guide, but facing the pressure of the demigod, Selma. Sylvie could only bite her teeth and swallow. If she brought people to provoke, she would have to bear the consequences of the failure of the provocation.

Selma. Sylvie was too proud, knowing that she was one step behind, she could only force a smile to welcome Baihuayin's chariot into the central square.

Lilith and Jasmine, two knights, guarded the chariot on the left and right. The iron puppet formation changed and surrounded the chariot, isolating Selma Sylvie outside, so that she could quietly perform her duties as a "guide".

The music sounded, and the performance had already begun. The Tianlai Song and Dance Troupe was dominated by Baihuayin, but it did not mean that there were no strong people except Baihuayin. Most of the people in the Tianlai Song and Dance Troupe were above the entry level, and they were proficient in music, singing and dancing. Baihuayin was the master of music, and naturally there was no shortage of music masters around him.

The high-pitched music was inspiring, as if the rising sun was full of vitality. The music was not so shocking at first, but it could be heard far away and clearly within a hundred miles. Selma Sylvie narrowed her eyes and was secretly shocked: This is the effect of the magic circle! There is a magic circle master in the team!

Or, this chariot is not simple!

Selma Sylvie winked, and the team around her began to speed up. This is the advantage of being a guide. I have the final say on speed, and the rhythm is set by me.

However, Xiao Weier did not intend to cooperate with her. He continued to move forward slowly and steadily. The chariot seemed to be integrated into the music. The guide and the main force were directly disconnected, but he turned a blind eye and continued to move forward slowly and firmly.

"Asshole!" Selma Sylvie cursed inwardly. This was completely different from what she had imagined. All she could do was to temporarily expel or restrict the freedom of most people within a radius of ten or twenty miles of the central square, but Baihuayin's control range reached an astonishing one hundred miles. How could she play this?

"Humph, faith is not that easy. I can only hear the voice but not see the person. Faith still cannot reach you. Baihuayin, you haven't won this round yet!" Selma Sylvie still refused to admit defeat. She ran to the center of the central square early, set up a formation to wait for Baihuayin's challenge, and secretly made a gesture to impose martial law around her.

"Boom!" The carriage took five minutes to complete a long piece of music before reaching the destination. The time control was perfect. The steel ladder landed with a sound. Angeline extended her hand very gentlemanly to help Baihuayin get off the carriage.

Rusef Wilson saw Angeline provocatively scratching the palm of Baihuayin's white glove, and almost ran up to kick her away, shouting, let go of the goddess, let me do it!

He was also helpless. He was a Saint-level Temple Knight. He had strength and looks, and he had received strict Temple Knight education, but he couldn't get close to the goddess in his mind. Instead, the bastard who dressed like a tomboy all day long showed his intimacy with the goddess from time to time.

If you were a man, I would definitely challenge you and then press you to the ground and rub you openly, but a girl, this knight really couldn't do it.

Really good at pretending! On the other side, Selma Sylvie was complaining in her heart, Baihuayin, you are a demigod, not a weak lady, is it really necessary to be like this?

But it is really very stylish. What should I do if I suddenly feel that Baihuayin is very beautiful like this? More than half of the people around me were slightly agitated because of this small action.

A group of pig teammates who are more likely to cause trouble than to achieve success!