sinovels Chapter 413 A Chaotic Dance of Demons
Chapter 413 A Chaotic Dance of Demons
8 PM.
Central Plaza of Zangxing City.
Dozens of spotlights powered by magic arrays intertwined in the night sky, illuminating the four huge holographic characters "Voice of Star Origin" in a dazzling display.
The audience was packed with people, a sea of black.
Players and NPCs of various races huddled together, waving branches and bone clubs enchanted with glow spells.
Some people were even holding burning torches, creating an atmosphere so frenzied it resembled some kind of cult sacrifice ritual.
Chen You sat in the center of the judges' panel.
On the left sits Horn, the owner of Horn's Magical Barbecue Restaurant, and on the right is Sanshui, the general manager of the Chamber of Commerce.
In the air in front of him floated a semi-transparent system panel that only he could see.
The Star Source Voice audition scoring system is now activated.
[Judges' authority: S (Exceptionally talented/Direct advancement), A (Exceptionally promising/Undetermined), F (Unacceptable/Elimination).]
"Ahem, Your Honor, it's time." Sanshui rubbed his hands together and fawned over her.
Chen Yousheng leaned back in his chair, looking utterly dejected, and rubbed his temples. "Let's begin."
The first contestant takes the stage.
He is a muscular orc player with the ID "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon" above his head.
"Good evening, judges! My performance is breaking a boulder on my chest!"
He lay down on the stage as soon as he finished speaking.
Two teammates struggled to lift a granite boulder weighing several hundred kilograms and placed it on his chest.
Then, his teammate picked up a large steel sledgehammer and swung it down in a wide arc.
"Bang!"
The granite was shattered into pieces, with fragments flying everywhere.
The orc player coughed up a mouthful of blood that shot three meters high, staining the stage red.
"Great!" Horn stood up abruptly, clapping with shining eyes.
"This primal sense of power! This indomitable will to face death! This is the purest art in the wasteland!"
Sanshui nodded repeatedly and quickly made notes in the ledger.
"The bloodshed is tinged with a sense of tragic grandeur, perfectly matching the aesthetics of underground gladiatorial arenas, and has high commercial value!"
Chen You's lips twitched violently.
This is the Source Realm!
We're all superhumans who can tear apart monsters with our bare hands, so what kind of talent is it to break a boulder on your chest?
Are you selling miracle cures here?
"Elimination." Chen You slammed the red light down without any expression.
A huge red X appeared on the screen.
The orc player was still coughing up blood when he was dragged away by several city guards like a dead dog.
The second contestant went on stage.
A muscular berserker player strode onto the stage.
He was shirtless, with a huge heart drawn on his chest with cheap red dye.
Chen You glanced at the ID above his head: 【葬爱·龙少】.
"Hello, judges and family members!" Long Shao grabbed the amplifying magic stone, his voice rough like sandpaper rubbing.
"I'm going to perform an original rap song for everyone, 'The Blade's Fury Slashes the Snow-Winged Eagle'!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled a two-handed greatsword the size of a door from his crotch.
"Alone! I'm drinking myself into a stupor!"
Long Shao's eyes widened as he activated the Berserker's signature skill, [Whirlwind Slash].
The enormous body transformed into a blood-red tornado on the stage, its blades slicing through the air with a piercing whistle.
He spun wildly like a top while roaring at the top of his lungs, his spittle flying everywhere due to centrifugal force.
The players in the audience instantly erupted in cheers.
"Young Master Long is awesome!"
"This is so inspiring! This is true masculine romance!"
Chen You stared expressionlessly at the spinning top on the stage, his finger hovering over the "F" key.
What is this? A circus performance?
"That's amazing!" Horn, who was standing next to him, suddenly stood up.
He clutched his heart with both hands, tears welling in his eyes. "Listen! The howling wind is the roar of an indomitable soul against fate!"
"He's using rotation to cut through the shackles of convention! What an avant-garde form of physical expression!"
Chen You turned his head and looked at him as if he were a lunatic.
"Not only that." Sanshui took out an abacus and started fiddling with it.
"This continuous and stable rotational output, if connected to gears and belts, could easily serve as a perpetual motion machine for the mill in the southern district of Cangxing City!"
Chen You took a deep breath and slammed his hand heavily on the "F".
The third group of contestants.
A boy band consisting of five players with animal ears.
As soon as they stepped onto the stage, they smashed a high-level amplification note.
The deafeningly loud, cheesy DJ music instantly filled the sky.
Five people lined up and frantically waved their hands on the stage.
"Let's get the hand gestures going! The energetic young man has arrived uninvited!"
Several people spun around like helicopter propellers, creating a strong gust of wind that made the hair of the audience in the front row stand up.
The NPCs below the stage were all stunned.
After a brief period of deathly silence, an unprecedented frenzy erupted.
"That mysterious footwork! That perfectly synchronized rhythm!" Sanshui pushed up his monocle. "Could it be some kind of lost group battle formation? It's incredible!"
Chen You covered his face with his hands.
But he still allowed him to advance.
Because he discovered that this talent show didn't have a single normal program.
For the next hour, Chen You endured repeated mental torture.
There are performances of people eating the crystal cores of third-tier magical beasts raw.
There are performances that involve shooting fireballs from one's buttocks.
There was also an alchemist who performed a demonstration of alchemy on the spot, causing his furnace to explode and leaving him only in his underwear, yet he still won a standing ovation.
But the two local judges, Horn and Sanshui, were completely engrossed in the show, showering it with all sorts of outrageous compliments.
Chen You slumped in the chair, feeling as if his soul had left his body.
Finally, the preliminary selection process came to a close.
The magical lights in the entire venue went out instantly.
A dazzling spotlight shone precisely on the center of the stage.
Two meters tall, with muscles as prominent as rocks, Sander stood with his back to the audience.
She was wearing gray overalls and had her hair neatly parted in the middle.
The entire audience held their breath.
Sander slowly turned around and picked up the microphone.
"I'm Sander, an individual trainee who has been practicing for two and a half days."
"I like singing, dancing, rapping, and basketball."
The rough voice, amplified by the magic of amplification, made people's eardrums ache.
Immediately afterwards, a dynamic heavy metal rhythm roared in.
Sander pulled a specially made basketball out from behind his back.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
She started dribbling.
Each strike was imbued with the berserker's fighting spirit.
The hard bluestone stage was smashed into a spiderweb-like pattern of cracks.
Then, she suddenly shrugged her shoulders.
"Sonic Vibration - Iron Mountain Lean!"
boom!
A visible, violent shockwave swept out from her center.
Hundreds of spectators in the front row were thrown to the ground.
But instead of being angry, they excitedly rolled on the ground and screamed.
"Those dance moves! That perfect combination of power and skill!" Horn exclaimed excitedly, standing up on the table. "My God! She's glowing! This is the future of Hidden Star City!"
Sanshui knelt directly on the chair, clasping his hands together: "A business miracle! This is an unrepeatable business miracle! Lord City Lord, you're going to be famous!"
On stage, Sander dropped the basketball and began an extremely awkward rap.
The lyrics roughly translate to "I'm the city lord, I'm the best, whoever dares to disobey will get their head smashed."
Combined with her fierce-looking face, the scene was so incongruous it was appalling.
However, as the performance neared its end...
Sander suddenly remembered Chen You's teachings in the city lord's mansion—"contrast in cuteness."
She abruptly suppressed her violent killing intent and lowered her head slightly.
On his rugged face, he forced out a "dazed" look in his eyes.
Then, she bit her lower lip hard.