Great! This is so much fun!!!"
"Fun! Fun! Well acted!!!"
Below the stage, the audience cheered excitedly, showering the two actors on the paper stage with praise and expectations.
The entire stage transformed into writhing black paper, yet strangely, it could only extend to within two meters of the audience's octagonal tables, unable to spread any further.
It was as if an invisible dam stood in front of the Eight Immortals Table, confining the power of the mocking god to outside the table, clearly distinguishing it from the awe shown by the audience.
The entire stage, however, had completely transformed into writhing pieces of paper.
Even the dim light falling from the sky quietly transformed into strips of dim paper, seemingly real yet illusory.
The sorceress and the spider kept crashing into the television set, but they couldn't budge the incredibly thin screen even an inch.
"A domain! That's a domain!"
"Possessing a domain, this evil spirit that calls itself the God of Mockery is at least a powerful evil spirit of the sixth rank or higher!"
"How could Lin Fan possibly resist!"
The sorceress said with extreme anxiety:
"Spider, keep ramming. Let me think of something else, see if we can break through the barrier between the box and the stage! We have to do something!"
"Before... the stage beneath Lin Fan's feet completely turns into paper!"
After saying that, the sorceress sat down next to the candle in the southeast corner of the room.
She didn't sit cross-legged like a sequencer meditating; instead, she sat very casually, like a country person sitting on the ground warming themselves by a fire.
He reached into the black cloth bag at his waist and grabbed something.
She held in her hands a clay statue of a deity, a bronze incense burner, and a bundle of thick incense sticks...
On the other side, Spider looked at the only wooden floor on the stage beneath Lin Fan's feet, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind.
"Damn it, let's go for it!"
He calmly reached out and elegantly parted his neat bangs into a middle part, reminiscent of a smart young man's hairstyle.
At the same time, he reached to his waist, pulled out two two-finger-wide suspenders from his waistband, and elegantly draped them over his shoulders with a smile. Then he turned to look at the several hostesses in the room.
He bowed deeply, then looked up, his expression surprisingly a mix of effeminate and handsome.
"Hello everyone, producers! I'm trainee Spider..."
"I like singing and dancing..."
After saying these words, he jumped high, turned around, slightly lowered his shoulders, twisted his hips, raised his shoulders, and the straps slipped off.
His center-parted hair flowed beautifully in the darkness.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The television screen, as hard as iron and as cold as ice, was struck by him, producing a series of dull thuds.
It feels slightly loose.
'This Kun dance left over from two months ago is indeed extraordinary.'
'It works! It works!'
'It seems I was right to keep this dance as my trump card; while dancing, I felt a powerful surge of energy within my body. It's as if these seemingly random, thumping movements are imbued with some mysterious force.'
The spider laughed triumphantly.
In his excitement, he failed to notice the faint, eerie sounds that seemed to come from the horizon, gently whispering in his ears...
"Grade A mud enzyme... Grade A mud enzyme... Grade A mud enzyme... Lipid-containing mud is too moldy..."
The voice was light and indistinct, sounding both female and male, as if it were drifting from the horizon.
The spider seemed not to hear the sound, shaking its shoulders repeatedly and slamming them hard against the television.
...
On stage, Lin Fan lovingly watched his younger sister fly out of his arms, then grabbed the paper tentacle that was surging from the God of Taunts and tore it apart.
"Brother, brother, look, I tore two more red dragons!" The little sister laughed happily. Seeing his sister so happy, Lin Fan's mood also improved.
Beneath the mocking mask of the God of Mockery, a subtle hint of anger and fear was revealed.
Watching Lin Fan reach out and tear its hands to pieces,
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He chuckled, and with a whoosh, his body instantly dispersed, transforming into countless scarlet paper cranes that flew swiftly to the four corners of the stage like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.
"[Mocking - Paper Prison Burns the Heavens]" he whispered.
Accompanied by his deep, cold voice, the stage, which had turned into paper, began to writhe rapidly. Black paper tentacles and chains flew up from beneath Lin Fan's feet, converging into a net on the stage.
Lin Fan was locked inside.
puff!
Pfft!
A massive cage of chains and tentacles bound Lin Fan's thighs and body. Between the chains and tentacles, black energy formed translucent, leathery membranes that pressed down hard on Lin Fan.
Lin Fan's body was instantly trapped.
"good!!!"
"This is so much fun!!!"
The audience cheered excitedly.
In a corner of the stage, blood-red paper cranes gathered together and transformed back into the appearance of the God of Mockery.
Just as his arm had been ripped off, another pair of paper hands emerged from the sleeve.
He raised his right hand, pinching his thumb and forefinger together, with his three little fingers sticking up high, forming a phoenix-head-like loose grip.
Lin Fan, who was tightly bound by chains, was perfectly encompassed by his open phoenix eyes.
"[Mocking Ghost Phoenix Kill]"
He whispered four words to Lin Fan with a rhythmic cadence.
At the same time, tap your fingers lightly.
"Come here!!!"
A phoenix cry rang out, and the paper strips of light falling from the sky and the paper stage on the ground instantly stood up, combining to form a giant black phoenix head.
The phoenix head hung above the stage, surrounded by black mist, from which one could vaguely see the huge and bloated ghostly body hidden.
It bit down hard on Lin Fan's body.
Click!
Lin Fan's head, body, and legs were all swallowed by the phoenix head.
Only one arm remained, hanging forlornly near the phoenix's beak.
...
"Lin Fan!!!"
Inside the private room, the sorceress suddenly opened her eyes, her pupils as black as jade. She reached out and grabbed a handful of incense sticks, inserting them into her left cheek with a soft "plop".
The originally soft and brittle incense stick easily pierced through the flesh of her cheek and then burned rapidly.
Pale blue smoke rose up, condensing above her forehead and forming a wide mouthpiece of smoke.
She stepped closer to the spider, her eyes fixed on the dark television.
Staring at Lin Fan, who was swallowed by the Ghost Phoenix behind the TV.
The smoke above his head opened its mouth.
"start!"
A voice full of ancient charm emerged from the smoke-filled mouthpiece, transforming into a blood-red, flamboyant script before her.
The character "启" (Qi) accelerated instantly and appeared on the television screen.
At the same time, the spider made two slapping motions like it was hitting a basketball, then rammed it hard with its shoulder.
Click!
A crisp sound rang out.
Darkness flowed into the VIP box from the direction of the stage through the broken television.
The barrier has been breached.
The spider leaped onto the stage with extremely bizarre dance steps.
"Release my brother Lin Fan!"
He sang to the god of mockery in the tone of "Just Because You're Too Beautiful".
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