Chapter 58: Lanqi's Hellish Nuclear Fusion

The dark stage was filled with bright beams of light, like stars lit up in the night sky.

As the poet of great love placed his hand on his heart and bowed gracefully, the lights on the stage dimmed and the melody began to sound.

At the back of the stage, Lanci lowered his head, focused his eyes, stroked his fingers on the piano keys, and began to play the music of Hell's Overture.

And in front of the stage, the poet of great love also showed a wanton smile and sang with her heavenly voice.

The four mentors in the audience all frowned, their eyes wandering around the stage, dissatisfaction and impatience beginning to show on their faces.

This seemingly weak overture was not what they wanted to hear.

However, at this moment they had not yet figured out Lanqi's intentions.

Lanqi pressed the piano keys with his left hand, and magic cards kept appearing in his right hand like magic, and he used them directly!

They are all magic cards from the [Error Healing] series, full of the spirit of healing and rebirth.

Lan Qi did not hesitate, decisively and firmly, and put all these healing magics on the music instructor's diseased and poisonous body, highlighting the use of strong medicine to cure a serious illness! Before anyone could react.

“Ahhhh!!!”

Endless pain instantly surged within the body of the diseased poisonous creature. His body began to twitch violently, as if being entangled by a crazy snake. A startling scream emanated from his mouth, and the sound echoed in the theater. The devil's roar broke through the air and instantly drowned the entire theater.

The devilish sound of the poet of great love then reverberated on the stage. The music was like a poisonous snake, stinging deeply into the ears of his diseased body. His screams became more and more intense, and his painful emotions were released like a tide. He could no longer maintain his rational control.

"You are……!"

The voice of the examiner came from the side of the stage. He was about to stop Lanqi's actions, but found that the magic eye did not respond at all.

This surprised him, but he immediately realized that the magic Lanqi cast was not offensive and did not cause any damage.

However, the following scene made it impossible for the examiner to remain calm.

Everything changed so fast that no demon on the scene could react immediately to the disaster that was happening! "Stop now!!"

“Let me go!!!”

The sound of the diseased poisonous body was like the mournful howling of a torn beast in the night. This painful scream possessed the strongest mental attack ability that could not be matched by any demon present. All the students in the audience covered their heads as if they were hit by a violent electric current, and trembled as they endured this mental shock that exceeded their limits.

At this moment, on the stage, the poet of great love was standing in the spotlight, singing with great joy. Her voice floated melodiously throughout the theater, in stark contrast to the wailing of the diseased and poisonous body.

But her sweet voice did not make the situation light-hearted, instead it magnified tenfold the emotional "bitterness" of the mental attack inflicted by the diseased poisonous body on all the students.

The demon students couldn't stand it anymore. Their screams and howls echoed throughout the classroom like ghosts. All the demon students gradually became mentally abnormal. Their eyes became chaotic and trembling, as if they had all gone crazy.

These new voices, like a vicious spell, began to influence and torture each other, repeatedly stimulating and amplifying the painful elegy in the theater.

The students who were tortured even more would then pass on even more painful sounds, and this pain would circulate back and forth between them, turning the theater into an endless hell in an instant like a landslide or tsunami! Lanqi had only pried a small stone at first to start the entire classroom, and then, this vicious cycle that started like a rolling stone on a mountain could not be stopped!

The weaker demons, such as Bacher, were now foaming at the mouth and twitching in their seats, but because of the excessive pain, they were soon awakened by the nightmare sounds echoing in the theater and continued to join in the shrill screams.

Even though Hyperion covered her ears tightly and buried her head in her legs, she continued to silently recite prayers to the goddess.

If she hadn't been prepared to keep her mind steady and deal with the poet of great love, she would have probably gone crazy by now.

On one side of the stage, the originally elegant host teacher was shocked by this hellish scene. His face instantly turned from confident to pale as paper. His originally straight posture was now shaky, and his hands that were supporting the wall were shaking violently, as if he would collapse at any time.

His eyes were wide with horror, and he couldn't believe what he was witnessing.

"what are you up to?"

The host teacher's voice was almost shouting, he was fully aware of the seriousness of the problems in this performance.

Lanqi, who was standing in the center of the stage, acted as if he didn't hear anything.

Continue playing the music.

He even had time to explain physics knowledge as if he were talking to himself.

"In nuclear fusion, if the [temperature], [pressure], and [time] all reach a certain level, the heat generated can keep the temperature high enough for new nuclear fusion to continue. This is called [self-sustaining combustion]."

His voice was like a poet's chant, calm and profound.

Lanqi's mood was calm, as if this chaotic drama had no effect on him at all.

There were only the piano keys in his eyes and only that piece of music in his ears.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"You, what on earth are you talking about?!"

The presiding teacher's voice became even sharper.

He felt that Lanqi was saying some weird and scary jargon that he couldn't understand!

“This is the result of my studies and the artistic concept of this performance.”

Lanqi explained seriously.

Once self-sustaining combustion is achieved, nuclear fusion will continue to occur even without the input of any further energy.

He looked around the theater and felt that the pressure in this theater was enough.

There is still more than a minute left to use magic freely.

If he could increase the [temperature] during this period of time, perhaps he would be able to achieve [self-sustaining combustion].

At that time, even if Lanqi stopped the music and did nothing, or even called back the poet of great love, this devil classroom would continue to be trapped in a perpetual motion dead loop.

Until the four music instructors and all the demon students were burned to ashes and lost consciousness.

This nuclear fusion of the sound of hell will come to an end.

He believed that this performance, whether it was the emotions and shouts of the demon students, the visual and auditory effects, or the noisy and intoxicating feeling of everyone falling asleep together in the end, all completely met the previous requirements of the four mentors.

"This should satisfy everyone, right?"

Lanqi sat in front of the piano, raised his head and looked around. Seeing the four music teachers enjoying themselves, he felt that he had done a lot of good deeds today.

(End of this chapter)