Volume 5, Chapter 82 – Perfect Performance

Under the night sky of Santa Square, white snow quietly fell while cheerful songs and cheers rose and fell.

At this moment, Sally, working as a reporter, was wrapped in a heavy windbreaker, gripping her camera and focused on adjusting the lens, preparing to record the next exciting program of the Christmas evening party. However, just as she was about to press the shutter, the curtain at the side of the stage was suddenly lifted gently by a breeze, and a slender, graceful figure quietly stepped onto the stage.

??

Hmm?

Instantly, Sally frowned, confusion flashing in her eyes.

Strange, isn’t the next act supposed to be a magic show? Who is that girl? Did they change the program?

She hadn’t received any notice.

After exchanging glances with other staff members around her, everyone looked equally bewildered.

“What’s going on here?”

After muttering to herself, Sally refocused her gaze on the beautiful figure walking toward the center of the stage.

It was a girl who appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

She was tall and slender with light steps, as if each step touched people’s heartstrings. Though her clothing was plain and even somewhat worn, it didn’t conceal the beauty of her figure.

Her face was half-hidden by a hood, making it difficult to see clearly.

The audience suddenly fell into brief silence.

This suddenly appearing figure seemed to possess magic, drawing almost every gaze nearby. Whispered conversations rippled through the crowd, but no one knew who this girl who had suddenly taken the stage was.

Just then,

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Under everyone’s focused gaze, the girl’s slender hand gently lifted, slowly removing her hood. In an instant, pink hair cascaded down like a waterfall, shimmering with soft luster under the lights. That face, as if carved by master craftsmen, was finally fully revealed—beautiful almost beyond reality. Her eyes, which radiated purple-black light, seemed to possess soul-capturing magic that made it impossible to look away. The shell-shaped eyepatch over her right eye added a unique allure and mysterious aura.

“So, so beautiful?!”

“Who is she? A newly debuted singer? So beautiful!!”

“Pink hair, purple eyes?! So unique.”

“This girl doesn’t seem any less stunning than that elf girl who appeared in Hualong Nation!”

While everyone was discussing among themselves, the pink-haired girl on stage took a deep breath and began to sing softly.

As the first lyrics drifted out, everyone suddenly stopped their discussions and focused intently on the girl’s face.

It began as murmuring low humming, gentle like spring wind; then the song gradually rose, the tone clear and distant, like a silver stream flowing into people’s hearts. The melody contained some indescribable power, as if it could wash away the dust from souls, making people involuntarily hold their breath in concentration.

Sally forgot about the camera in her hands, the audience forgot about time, the security guards who had wanted to rush up and apprehend her stood frozen in place—the entire square was intoxicated in the dreamlike world of that song.

Clearly there was no accompaniment, clearly there was no dancing, yet it was still captivating.

Without realizing it,

several minutes had flown by.

When the last note dissipated into the night sky, silence lasted only a brief instant before the entire square erupted like ignited flames in deafening applause and cheers. The applause swept over like a tide, and even the falling snowflakes seemed to cheer for her in this moment. The recovered Sally hurriedly raised her camera lens, frantically photographing everything before her eyes.

In Sally’s eyes, the girl on stage was like a Christmas angel, a blessing from The Lord that had descended upon the earthly stage.

“This performance can definitely go down in history!! I might have just witnessed the birth of a superstar! If I edit these videos and photos properly, they’ll definitely go viral!!”

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Meanwhile, feeling the cheers from below the stage, the pink-haired girl… that is, Polarvitan, slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

At this moment, Polarvitan’s originally extremely violent emotions were successfully calmed.

Although she had become the Abyssal Lord, Polarvitan still retained the habits from her time as a sea priestess. That was, when feeling depressed and melancholy, she would soothe her heart through singing.

Also,

“Such a nostalgic feeling…”

Looking at the cheering crowd below the stage, Polarvitan couldn’t help but murmur with emotion. Since the sea people were wiped out a thousand years ago, she had never felt such cheers again. Although she would occasionally sing in the Abyss Hex Sea after becoming the Abyssal Lord, the audience at that time… was just a bunch of mindless Corrupted Beasts and a group of crude vassals with no artistic appreciation who only knew how to stupidly shout “666.”

Seeing her singing recognized by people, Polarvitan was momentarily possessed and actually smiled.

Her mood had improved considerably.

The reason was simple—the shouting scene around her reminded Polarvitan of the happy days when she lived among the sea people. Those scenes of sea people believers surrounding her and shouting excitedly.

The impulse in the Abyssal Lord’s heart to blast the nearby humans to pieces was gradually suppressed.

However, Polarvitan’s stable mental state didn’t last long before a strange voice suddenly echoed in her ears without warning.

——”Oh? Spare them? You actually want to spare them?… Have you forgotten how humans slaughtered your people back then? Have you forgotten how you were imprisoned by humans and forced to keep singing? Spare them—are you worthy of the thousands of slaughtered compatriots?! Although they’re not Shenluo people, they’re still humans. They’re the same dirty, despicable species as the Shenluo people, they’re…”——

As a series of strange whispers drifted into Polarvitan’s mind, her eyes suddenly contracted.

At this moment, all the audience including Sally were continuously applauding and cheering, shouting slogans like “One more song!”

But this scene rapidly distorted in Polarvitan’s eyes.

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The vast stage transformed into a massive, bone-chillingly cold birdcage; the cheering people became soldiers clad in mechanical armor and covered in blood; their shouted words became one filthy, unbearable curse after another.

“Sing!! Hurry up and sing!! I haven’t heard enough yet, continue! If you don’t sing, I’ll directly chop up these little Abyssal race girls and make sashimi!”

“Hurry up with another song! Coughing up blood? That’s nothing!! Continue!”

“Someone who can only sing and do nothing else, why aren’t you singing quickly? If you have no value, our marshal won’t keep you! Aren’t you a sea priestess? Getting tired after just a few days of celebration? What trash, hahaha!”

At this moment, Polarvitan’s heart recalled those memories she was most unwilling to touch—the days when she was captured by Shenluo and forced to be a songstress, barely surviving.

As the memories surged forth, Polarvitan’s gaze gradually became hollow and disturbing.

“You want another song, don’t you?”

“Yes!!” The excited crowd hurriedly responded.

In response, Polarvitan raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that seemed sweet but was bone-chillingly terrifying.

“Very well.”

At this moment, Polarvitan’s eyes seemed to be shrouded by an unfathomably deep shadow.

Under the cheers of countless surrounding spectators, Polarvitan slightly pursed her lips and soon opened her mouth again.

——”Song of Disaster… Second Movement.”——

A heavenly voice once again occupied the entire square.

The singing was indeed still melodious and pleasant, but it was no longer pure and healing like before. Instead, it carried a strange low humming and eerie tremolo, like invisible tentacles quietly drilling into everyone’s ears.

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Almost instantly, the atmosphere of the entire Santa Square suddenly changed.

The moment they heard the song, the people who had originally been intoxicated by the heavenly music all contracted their pupils simultaneously, the light in their eyes replaced by a crimson glow. Their breathing became rapid, their faces twisted with violence, and their reason seemed to be instantly stripped away. The next moment, a violent roar exploded from the crowd. Some people violently pushed down friends beside them, some swung fists at strangers, and others frantically tore at others’ clothes and flesh, as if falling into an uncontrollable frenzy of slaughter.

In just an instant, order completely collapsed.

Even the security personnel originally responsible for maintaining safety now had blood-red eyes. They immediately drew their firearms, laughing maniacally as they fired indiscriminately into the crowd.

Gunshots, roars, screams, and explosive sounds merged into chaos.

Blood splattered on the Christmas-decorated street lamps, and the former festival square instantly transformed into a bloody purgatory. People bit and trampled each other, their wails and cries of pain weaving together into a hellish symphony.

It became the perfect accompaniment to Polarvitan’s song.

And the source of all this—the Abyssal Lord still stood in the center of the stage, expressionlessly continuing to sing. Her voice was like a demon’s curse, manipulating the madness in everyone’s hearts.

Quietly wait for the old hag’s notification?

Hehe,

That’s really not my style.

As for me, I’ll do things my way.

House Solrog, right?

——”Let’s see how long you can hide~”——

Translator Note

Damn