Chapter 12 Curtain Call
“Come on, Audience!”
The theater group leader launched an attack. Night Star began singing, suddenly changing the tune and leaped forward.
“If anyone becomes flesh for another, they abandon their own life, survival, d*ath, d*ath, survive, d*e, want to live—”
Night Star sliced through the fluttering black feathers, leaving behind a residue of shadow, appearing behind the theater group leader.
Bang.
The theater group leader fell to the ground, instantaneously killed by a single blow.
Night Star sheathed his long kn*fe, exhaled a cloud of breath.
“Huu—”
At this very moment, all sounds abruptly ceased, as if symbolizing the end of the opera.
So far, only the singer survived, marking the conclusion of the exterminating opera.
The entire city fell into silence.
Even after the performance had ended, no sound issued from them.
Their souls were shaken to the core.
How unbelievable!
How magical a scene it was!
Whether it was the opera itself or the changes in the environment, it brought enormous shock to these people’s worldview!
Even though they lived in an age of advanced technology and thought, this scene was so bizarre that it made them forget to breathe.
What scenes haven’t they seen?
But they’ve never seen anything quite like this!
Many night watchers fell silent, not knowing what to do next.
This situation far exceeded their expectations, much more outrageous than a supernova star eclipse.
And then there were the clueless audience members, how should they handle them?
Almost everyone in the city saw this bizarre event; it’s impossible to dismiss with just a few words.
The night watchers also didn’t know how to deal with subsequent events.
Wang Chao tucked away his light sword, pondered for a moment, then asked, “What now?”
“I have no idea,” responded without hesitation.
Xiao Jin was thoroughly rattled.
Such outlandish incidents happened in Yun Chang City, making him, as a lowly city leader, feel extremely pressured.
Under such circumstances, the night watchers found themselves useless.
They came to solve the star eclipses.
Turned out the night star was completely obliterated, akin to the strongest night watchers.
Though these star eclipses might not have employed their full strength against the audience, it was still unbelievable.
Regardless, however, Xiao Jin had to find a way to handle the aftermath, otherwise, chaos would spread quickly.
Elsewhere,
Xi Xia stared blankly at the stage, suddenly realizing she hadn’t done anything right.
The blessing of wings was disrupted by some force before it could weaken the star eclipses effectively.
Even though it forced the Tragic Shadow Theater to break its promise and become enemies once more, what use was it?
All members of the theater group were defeated by the audience.
What a strange turn of events!
“Why…?”
Xi Xia took out a card, her expression bewildered.
She had taken this star card presumably to counteract the audience and prevent interference from the chaotic cast members.
But now—
Could this card seal or steal her stars?
Suddenly, a small figure appeared beside her, jumped up, and snatched the card away from Xi Xia.
Xi Xia turned around and realized it was the mysterious announcer from within the troupe.
“Announcer?”
“Greetings, Miss Xi Xia.”
The announcer, interested, flipped the card and said, “I’ll be keeping this card. Though I know it’s useless for someone, I must at least appear to do something.”
Xi Xia froze slightly, sensing something, asking, “You knew all along, didn’t you? About me attacking the troupe?”
“You got it. From the start, I knew, knowing you’re the most heaven-defying among the night watchers. So, it doesn’t surprise me.”
“Why didn’t you stop me?”
“Because I wanted to see this performance. Due to your existence, the grand performance could take place, and I find it so fascinating. I’ll let it proceed as it will. I’m looking forward to such an interesting show.”
“Unfathomable.”
“I understand. Don’t you feel this opera is incredibly stunning?”
“Undeniable.”
“So, it’s perfect for the grand performance of the Rising Sun Troupe.”
The announcer smiled sweetly, raising her hands wide, appearing very joyful under the city lights.
“See? The whole city is captivated, proving the success and brilliance of this performance! And you played a huge part in it! From my perspective, you did an outstanding job! Your ideas and actions created this spectacle. You helped a timid audience member ascend the stage, becoming the lead actor and perfectly unfolding the opera. I’m delighted!”
Xi Xia was startled by the announcer’s elevated mood, unsure how to respond.
Why does she always think this announcer is scarier than any star eclipse?
It sends shivers down her spine.
“Announcer… Who are you, really? Just a simple star eclipse?”
“Oh?”
The announcer slowly turned her head, her eyes gleaming strangely.
Xi Xia instinctively stepped back.
While the announcer looked like a small adorable girl, she gave off a frightening aura.
Even with the ability of a Sunlight Night Watcher, Xi Xia felt intimidated.
“You needn’t concern yourself with who I am. All you need to know is I prioritize my interests. From where I stand, you aren’t to blame, but good luck with what proceeds.”
With that said, the announcer vanished, leaving Xi Xia momentarily dazed.
Back on stage,
The singer approached Night Star with a friendly smile.
“Audience, a while has passed since we last met,”
Night Star regained composure from the character of the executioner, bewilderedly looking at the singer.
“Singer?”
“Yes, it is me, but also, it isn’t.”
The singer shook their head, holding a gray feather that emitted a faint glow.
“This thing isn’t enough to distort me, but a third of my power lost, I’ve been affected a little.”
Night Star could tell.
This singer was reminiscent of the early singer version, with star eclipse consciousness taking the lead and Kong Yu Bai’s consciousness slumbering.
It was good the singer wasn’t distorted.
For some reason, Night Star suddenly felt a surge of tears welling up.
Embracing the leading role of the opera, she had personally slain four troupe members, which was truly distressing.
But thankfully, they weren’t truly dead.
Each slash of her kn*fe applied existence interference, aiming for those abnormal gray feathers.
The announcer was right; it dawned on her how to proceed when she touched the troupe members closely. She could sense the gray feathers with her existence interference.
Everything was the fault of these gray feathers!
Now, Night Star was livid.
Which rotten brat messed with them?
Dare they bully the Rising Sun Troupe?
If she found out, she’d absolutely tear them a new one.
Put that aside for now, dealing with the aftermath comes first.
“What a mess.”
