"Woo-wah-woo-wah, wah-wah-wah..."
The cicada's song became increasingly piercing, unsettling the minds of everyone who heard it.
What had started as a solo had now become an ensemble.
When even the cotton balls could no longer block out the sound, Priest Wu Liugen sat up, closed the 'Creation God's Quotations' in his hand, and stared blankly at the stained-glass windows above from his place on the red carpet in the middle of the church.
"What are you doing?" Yan Xiu asked, slightly taken aback.
"They're coming in," Wu Liugen said expressionlessly.
No sooner had Wu Liugen spoken than the church's stained-glass windows were smashed open. A cicada, glowing with a blue halo like a blue cannonball, zoomed towards Wu Liugen on the ground, trailing a splendid indigo tail-light.
Yan Xiu's eyes narrowed as he swiftly drew Buddha's Pistol and fired a shot at the cicada.
