On the other side, An Yizhi put down the schedule.

"Silver Singer......"

This was the first time Ann had seen a siren, and he had only heard of it before.

Sirens also exist among players, but they are very rare.

At present, the only thing that can be determined to be a siren race is only a female star who is well-known in reality, but the other party plays the world of the brave only for public relations and publicity reasons, and has never sung any songs in the siren voice, after all, ......

- A group of celebrities who can only see their faces, and tuners who don't rely on a monthly salary of millions can't sing at all.

The sirens on the stage are naturally not players, in fact, there are no players in the entire audience except for An Yizhi, because An Yizhi did not find any guy with a title on his head, and the tickets here are not something that can be bought with money.

The silver singer is naturally a pseudonym, as if she had a mask on her face, but her singing was an eye-opener.

In an instant, the beautiful singing voice filled everyone's ears, strictly speaking, it was not a song at all, because it did not have any lyrics, nor did it have any accompaniment, it could only be regarded as the soft humming of the silver singer himself.

But even so, the voice was so beautiful that words could not describe it.

As if the blue sky against the same blue sea appeared in front of him, the salty sea breeze mixed with the aroma of the sun came to his face, and An Yizhi could even feel the white and warm sand under his feet, some sand slowly seeped in from between his toes, and the comfortable itching feeling was intoxicating.

The sirens really live up to their reputation.

Legend has it that they used their singing to cause sailors to get lost at sea, causing shipwreck, and at that time the sirens were synonymous with death at sea. But with the progress of civilization and the deepening of communication, people realized that the sirens only liked to sing, and the sailors were attracted to the past purely by their own death, all of which was just a misunderstanding.

Especially after trading with the other party to make a profit, whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway, it's just a misunderstanding!

After singing the song, many audiences were still immersed in the aftermath of the three days of winding the beam, until the curtain closed, and everyone reacted and responded with the warmest applause.

"It's a pity, although the song is good, there are few people who come here to appreciate it."

Ann sighed and looked at the stage with a delicate brass telescope provided by the theater in his hand.

Then he saw the curtain open again, this time again for the Silver Singers, but with a few more accompanists holding instruments in the back.

To be honest, the second song feels far less than the first, because the second song is composed by humans, and the human composition is also accompanied by humans, and although it can be regarded as exquisite, it pales in comparison to the siren's natural perfect voice, and it is a kind of snake.

But at the beginning of the second song, it means that Ann Yizhi should get down to business, and he snuffs out the remaining cigars. As if admiring, place your left hand on your temple.

In his heart, he silently said 'Detect Communication'.

An undetectable magic flashed, and in Ann's eyes, the whole world seemed different.

He could see a dense web of magical communications, especially in the lobby below, where the threads were twisted together like yarns, each representing the birth of a conspiracy and an exchange of interests.

Among these lines, the most concentrated place is a box on the third floor.

Julian Lopvine was there.

Beneath the mask, Ann Yizhi smiled a not-so-kind smile.

Lord Julian, you calculated us last time, and this time it's time for me to return the favor......

Gently plucked a few of the lines with his consciousness, and the sound of magical communication was transmitted to An Yizhi's ears without the other party noticing that someone was eavesdropping.

'The recent discovery of a new mine yields an astonishing amount of production, and the surveyors say it is enough to mine for 20 years, and I hope to get the right to operate 30% of it'

"My arsenal has not had an order for three months, please think of a way to do this"

'Grapes from the south can't flow into my winery, I want to get more quality raw materials'

'Military supplies may be handed over to you, but the list of prisoners and prisoners of war for labor must be strictly confirmed'

'My nephew's canned food has a problem on the Western Front, as long as it can be fixed......

Look, no one is listening to the siren's heavenly singing, it's like burning a harp and boiling a crane, it's really a terrible sight.

Although An Yizhi had already guessed that they would be like this, he couldn't help but complain in his heart.

However, they did develop according to An Yizhi's expectations.

"Communication"

Whispering, An Yizhi tried to intervene in the magic communication, but failed.

The other party used an encryption-level magic communication, and it was not so easy to hack in.

After trying a few times, it didn't work, and then it occurred to me that the super magic specialty should be used in teleportation.

"Spell Penetration: Communication"

With the murmur of stabbing in his ears, he successfully intervened under the effect of spell penetration.

"It's time for the meeting to end, gentlemen."

Originally, the organs were exhausted, and the people who were bargaining suddenly lost their voices, and many people directly put away the documents, turned around and walked towards the theater gate with bodyguards.

It's an idiot's choice.

"Sir, you can't ......"

"Get out of here!"

Pushing the waiters aside, they tried to open the door of the theater and leave, but the door had already been chained from the outside, and it could not be opened unless the mahogany door was blown away.

Their bodyguards came on the field, blushing and trying to help the employer push the door open, but a bright magic seal lit up on the door, and the bodyguards who tried to push the door were bounced out more than ten meters, smashing the tables and chairs behind them.

It was the Punch Spell that the Fruit Hard Candy had planted by herself, and as soon as it was activated, the Stance Battering Ram spell would pop up.

Such a big movement naturally attracted the attention of the others, and the siren's singing and playing were also heard......

In the box on the third floor -

"Boss, something is wrong."

Thom put down the barrel he loved and reached for the axe at his waist.

"Quiet, Thom, no need to panic."

Reassuring the savages who had risen on alert, Julian let out a long breath and sat down on the sofa as if relaxed, looking at the panicked and uneasy crowd downstairs.

It was different from the ease on his face, but he was extremely resentful in his heart.

Although I don't know who you are, your words ruined my ...... in the Seventeen Northern Counties!

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and before he could respond, the box door was opened, revealing a middle-aged man with an honest face.

At this time, his face was full of anxiety, and when he opened the door, he said:

"Lord of the City, please follow me through the secret passage to escape."

"What happened?"

"The whole theater was taken over."

Zhu Li felt a sense of relief, and glanced back at the direction of An Yi on the second floor, but it was already empty.

I see, it looks like I'm losing a lot......

–‐‐——–‐‐——

There was chaos in the theater, especially after everyone found that all the doors could not be opened, these guys who were originally very tall and dog-like instantly panicked and loudly questioned the waiters around them.

Some of the waiters were also confused, while others were tepidly playing Tai Chi.

At this time, the lights of the theater dimmed, and the surroundings fell into darkness, which caused many ladies to let out a sharp exclamation.

By the time the lights were turned back on, the silver singer on the stage was gone, replaced by a guy shrouded in black mist, holding in his hand a magic book that he knew at a glance was very ominous.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is an honor to ......"

His voice was supposed to be magically masked, as piercing as the noise of scraping metal plates.

"You will witness a great moment as spectators in the grand seats, called ......"

He pressed the book, and a large, miserable white circle rose from beneath his feet, then expanded as far as the eye could see.

"A dinner party of vengeance."

Skeleton soldiers, skeleton mages, bone vultures, undead hounds, and countless undead creatures ran out of the circle, and the undead flames full of resentment against the living made everyone present shudder.

"Let's get started......

With these words, the accomplices hidden among the attendants tore off their crappy disguises, their costumes varied, but all had a distinct and special symbol.

A roaring lion coat of arms.

These people are from the city of Naua, which has been completely destroyed.

–‐‐——–‐‐——

It's not hard to get a theater under control, especially in this era of extreme emphasis on individual force, where sloppy guards are nothing to blame as long as good steel is used on the blade.

Coupled with the fact that Neiying, who had already sneaked into the theater, and the inside and outside were combined, An Yizhi only used less than 20 people to trap nearly 100 guests in the theater.

Of course, they crouched on the ground like frightened quails, not only because of An's appearance, but also because of the undead creatures around them, and they were afraid to be one of them, especially if someone had already tried it.

A half-orc bodyguard flew onto the stage, intending to capture the king first, no matter how many undead creatures there were, as long as the caster was killed, it would not be a good reason.

But this spellcaster is not so easy to deal with, and only three spells are used.

"Ray of Weakness!"

A dead gray ray shot out from the robe of the eternal night, and it caused the orcs to wilt in an instant.

"Stand the battering ram!"

The hammer-shaped stance hit him in the chest, and with the sound of broken bones, flew out of the way.

"Mastery of the Heart"

As if pinching a peach, the half-orc, who was about to activate the madness skill and was hot-blooded, turned pale as if the blood in his body had been sucked dry, and then his eyes were clouded and he fell to the ground and died.

With this precedent, no one dares to challenge it anymore, and the guys who can be the bodyguards of these noble businessmen have a little bit of eyes, they see that the heart master is a B-level skill, but the guy who uses this kind of big move but does not see any tiredness is not easy to mess with.

Just because the hostages are honest doesn't mean that the outside are also honest.

The waiter who had originally led An Yizhi into the door took two steps quickly and whispered in his ear:

"Sir, the patrol has surrounded us."