Only when all three of them died would the game be deemed a failure, which meant they had more room to maneuver. That was good news for them.
"Fine." Lin Qiye nodded slightly. "Be careful."
Six gray wings unfurled from Shen Qingzhu's back, startling the surrounding audience. A gale swept up as his figure streaked across the venue from midair, finally landing steadily on the broad stage.
After his body had been digitized, most of Silent Angel's abilities had gone dark, leaving only a few of the most basic ones. Flight was one of them.
The instant Shen Qingzhu landed on the stage, the flowing LED screens beneath his feet abruptly lit up red in unison. The nearly thousand-square-meter stage dyed the entire venue a bloody crimson.
"No fan interactions on stage during the concert, okay~~"
Amy Mei, who was singing and dancing at the center of the stage, apologetically wagged a finger at Shen Qingzhu before playfully blinking her right eye.
Shen Qingzhu had anticipated this and immediately shut his eyes.
--Skill 1 check... check failed.
"Sorry." Shen Qingzhu spoke calmly. He raised his fingertips slightly, and the air before him suddenly twisted. A blinding blaze ignited out of nowhere, transforming in an instant into a massive fireball several meters in radius.
With a fireball of that size, erasing an enemy with only 200 HP would not have been a problem. This was already the result of Shen Qingzhu deliberately weakening it countless times to avoid harming the nearby audience... after all, an attack power of over seventy thousand was no joke.
The instant the flames burst forth in the venue, cries of alarm rose from the audience below.
Amy Mei stood beneath the spotlight, but because of Death's Wink, Shen Qingzhu did not look at her