Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 58 Lankey's Hell Fusion
The dark stage is filled with bright beams of light, like stars lit up in the night sky.

With the poet of great love covering his chest and bowing gracefully, the lights on the stage were dimmed and the melody began to sound.

At the back of the stage, Lan Qi lowered his head and focused his eyes, stroked his fingers on the keys, and began to press the movement of the Overture to Hell.

In front of the stage, the poet of great love also showed a wanton smile and sang with her heavenly voice.

The four mentors in the audience frowned, their eyes wandered around the stage, dissatisfaction and impatience began to appear on their faces.

This kind of prelude that doesn't seem strong enough is not what they want to hear.

However, at this moment they haven't figured out Lan Qi's intentions.

Lan Qi pressed the piano keys with his left hand, and magic cards appeared continuously with his right hand like magic, and he used them directly!

All are magic cards from the [Mistake Healing] series, full of healing and rebirth.

Without hesitation, Lan Qi decisively and resolutely added all these healing magics to the music teacher's diseased and poisonous body, highlighting a powerful medicine for curing serious illnesses!
Before anyone can react.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Endless pain instantly surged in the body of the diseased poisonous body, his body began to twitch violently, as if being entangled by a mad snake, he let out an astonishing scream, the sound echoed in the theater, and the roar of the devil pierced through the air , flooding the entire theater in an instant.

The devil's voice of the beloved poet then reverberated on the stage. Like a poisonous snake, the music pierced deeply into the ears of the diseased poisonous body. His screams became more and more intense, and the painful emotions were released like a tide. He could no longer Maintain your own rational control.

"You are……!"

The presiding examiner's voice came from the side of the stage. He was trying to stop Lan Qi's actions, but found that the magic eye did not respond.

This made him surprised and immediately understood that what Lan Qi cast was not offensive magic, nor did it cause any damage.

However, the following scene made the presiding examiner unable to maintain his usual calm.

Everything is changing so fast, even so fast that none of the demons present can immediately react to how the catastrophe happened in front of them!
"Stop!!"

"Let me go!!!"

The sound of the diseased poisonous body screamed like a shredded beast in the night. This painful scream possessed the strongest mental attack ability unmatched by all the demons present. The students in the audience seemed to be shocked by a violent electric shock. As in the middle, he covered his head like tearing, and tremblingly endured the mental shock beyond the limit.

But at this moment, on the stage, the poet of great love is standing in the spotlight, singing to his heart's content. Her melodious voice floats in the entire theater, forming a strong contrast with the wailing of the diseased and poisonous body.

But her sweet voice did not make the scene easier, but instead magnified the emotional "bitterness" caused by the mental attack of the diseased poison on all students tenfold.

The devil students couldn't take it anymore. Their ghostly crying and howling sound echoed throughout the classroom like ghosts. The spirits of all the devil students gradually became abnormal, and their eyes became chaotic and trembling, as if they were all crazy.

These newly issued sounds, like a vicious spell, began to influence and torture each other, stimulating and amplifying the painful lament in the theater repeatedly.

The students who were tortured even more sent out their more painful voices, and this kind of pain circulated among them, turning the theater into an endless purgatory in an instant like a landslide and tsunami!
At the beginning, Lan Qi only pried a small rock to start the whole classroom, and then, this vicious cycle started like a mountain rolling stone, and it could not be stopped!

Weaker demons, such as Batchel, are already foaming at the mouth and twitching in their seats. However, because they are too painful, they are quickly awakened by the sound of nightmares echoing in the theater, and continue to join in the shrill hissing. call.

Even if Huberian tightly covered her ears, buried her head in her lap, she kept silently chanting prayers to the goddess.

If she hadn't been prepared to calm down and deal with the great poet, she would probably be crazy now.

On the side of the stage, the originally personable presiding teacher was shocked by this hellish scene, his face turned from full of confidence to pale as paper in an instant, his upright figure was already crumbling, and the palms holding the wall were trembling violently. As if it would collapse at any moment.

His eyes were wide with horror, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"what are you going to do?"

The voice of the presiding teacher was almost screaming, and he was fully aware of the seriousness of the problem in this performance.

Lan Qi, who was standing in the center of the stage, acted as if he hadn't heard it.

Keep playing the music.

There is even room to explain physics knowledge as if talking to himself,

"In nuclear fusion, if the [temperature], [pressure], and [time] all reach a certain level, the heat generated can keep the temperature and continue to produce new nuclear fusion. This situation is called [self-sustained combustion]. "

His voice is like a poet reciting, calm and profound.

Lan Qi's state of mind was peaceful, as if the chaotic theater hadn't affected him in the slightest.

He only has the keys in his eyes, and only the movement in his ears.

"You, what are you talking about?!"

The presiding teacher's voice became sharper.

He felt that Lan Qi was speaking some weird and terrifying slang words that he couldn't understand!

"This is my learning result and the artistic concept of this performance."

Lan Qi explained seriously.

Once self-sustaining combustion is achieved, nuclear fusion will continue to occur even without putting in any energy.

He looked around the theater and felt that the [pressure] in this theater was enough.

There is more than a minute left in the [time] for free use of magic.

If he can take advantage of this time to increase the [Temperature], maybe he will be able to achieve [Self-sustained Combustion].

At that time, even if Lan Qi stops the music and does nothing, or even recalls the beloved poet, this demon classroom will continue to fall into a complete endless loop of perpetual motion.

Until the four music tutors and all the demon students burn out and lose consciousness.

This nuclear fusion of the sound of hell will come to an end.

He believes that this performance, whether it is the emotions and shouts of the demon students, the visual and auditory effects, or the noisy and intoxicating sense of everyone falling asleep together in the end, fully meets the previous requirements of the four mentors.

"That should satisfy everyone, right?"

Lan Qi sat in front of the piano, raised his head and looked around, seeing the enjoyment of the four music instructors, he felt that he was full of merit today.

(End of this chapter)