Chapter 1601: ?The show starts

The corridor was still in a human style, and there were no people and lights in the rooms on both sides. Luther leaned close to the door and took a look, only to see some inexplicable boxes and the like, which were all debris.

The entrance door closed behind the two, with a crisp sound, the red light from the outside world was also cut off, and everything fell into darkness.

But both Pepetua and Luther were able to see things in the dark, which had no effect on them.

"It seems something is different here."

Perpetua said this while sitting on the deformed throne.

At this time, the throne also shrank, but the three coffins did not shrink. From the perspective of Luther behind her, she seemed to be sitting in a wheelchair with three cylinders.

Luther heard the words and felt it, but his new form had no hair or sweat holes. He didn't notice anything even if he fantasized about erecting all his hairs.

Only the smell of the company's tea room in the past, the smell of paper cups or cardboard boxes being rotten after being damp.

"I didn't notice anything, mother." He replied.

Perpetua shook his head, and the throne moved forward faster: "I don't mean energy concentration or atmosphere, but...limitation."

The bald head was even more puzzled, he didn't even understand what the restriction in her mouth meant.

But it didn't matter. He turned on the camera drone and let it fly to the side of the goddess to photograph everything.

"Then can you feel that the Justice League is ahead?"

The Mother of Multiplicity placed the long-handled torch in her hand on the armrest of the throne and quietly replied: "Everything here is full of human architectural style, and I can vaguely feel the end of the corridor, behind the door. The creatures are breathing. There are a lot of them. I think it should be them."

"You will crush them mercilessly?" Luther licked his lips with excitement.

"If they refuse the ‘location’ I arranged for them..." Perpetua conjured up a few empty coffins behind the throne: "I think I will."

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The clatter of footsteps got closer and closer, and the throne that was floating with light sprayed finally opened the door at the end of the corridor. What appeared in front of the two of them was an empty hall, and there were many people breathing in the dark.

Luther knew that as a spokesperson, he had to announce the arrival of Perpetua. Now that the outcome is determined, his image in the live broadcast must be great.

"Justice League! Surrender! I can beg my mother to let you go."

However, at this moment, the sound of electric current and the sound of the rectifier starting suddenly came from above the dark hall, and the hall suddenly became brightly lit.

Luther realized then that it didn't seem to be an advanced control room here, but... the studio hall of a certain TV station?

By the way, there are many unclear staff near the opposite wall. They are facing this side with professional cameras and radio microphones.

In the center of the venue under the light, there was only the death knell alone. He stood there quietly, the black and yellow armor under the light glowing.

In a room with a transparent wall next door, the lights are already on at this time. Four strange-looking people are sitting side by side behind a long table. They have special headsets for explaining sports games on their heads, and they are still in front of them. The mineral water bottle with the trademark torn off.

This is when the woman among them smiled and began to speak. Her beautiful voice resounded throughout the hall, and was also signaled to the corners outside of Duanhua.

"Hello, everyone, audience friends, welcome back to watch the special program on Channel 52, a new live broadcast of the battle titled by Wilson Enterprise-Zuan Grand Stage! I am your host, Bethian Snow."

The director also understood very well at this time. Although there were no other audiences present, false applause was still played to cheer.

After that, the hosts around her also greeted the audience one by one and introduced themselves, namely Ambush Worm, Calendar Man, and Vadoques.

"Oh, it's been a long time since there was a joint commentary."

"Yes, but this is also a rare occasion."

"Yes."

Everyone said a few words as a warm-up, speaking quickly.

"Actually, I'm very curious, why is our new show called Zuan Grand Stage?"

This is when the ambush bugs are beginning to lose their baggage. The interaction between hosts, sometimes in order to introduce knowledge to the audience, it is often necessary for someone to play dumb.

The calendar person smiled slightly and replied with a gloomy voice without emotional fluctuations: "I know that, according to our sponsor and the show producer's death knell, Zu'an is a place name, and the people there are very elegant and easy-going and love animals. I I like polite children."

At this time, Vadoques wrapped his fingers around his chest hair and joined the conversation with a football in his squeaky nest:

"Oh? Where do you start to like animals? We all know that cat women like cats, wolves like dolphins, and ravens like tentacles. This Zu'an sounds like a region. What kind of animals do they like as a unified hobby?"

Bethany flirted with her long blond hair and calmly looked at Perpetua and Luther through the window of the studio. He reached out and pinched the microphone with two fingers: "I know this. I heard that they all like horses."

Vadoques smiled and nodded, the brawny man rolled the rugby on his chest: "It seems that the Hermes trend is spreading across different worlds."

"It's true." The Ambush Worm pulled the tentacles on his forehead and said passionately: "And our new show has a loud slogan-Zuan Grand Stage! Come if you have a horse!"

"By the way, have you noticed that we have been broadcasting in Chinese since the beginning?" The calendar man sneered, and he still maintained an elegant villain posture: "Actually, friends, this is just to play something we don't understand. It’s also what the management requested."

The four hosts laughed at each other, and then switched to English. Ambush Bugs first began to introduce the situation on the court: "Yes, Zuan people's hobby is actually other people's mothers. They take pleasure in telling others about funerals at home."

"Really an ordinary interest." The calendar person praised.

"Close to the subject, let's officially start the show. Everyone can see that the participants of the big stage have already arrived." Vadoques asked the director to switch the camera from the commentary to the studio.

The blonde Bethanon immediately began to introduce the guests on stage: "First of all, in the middle of the venue is our ringmaster-the funeral bell that jumps out of an unknown dark corner!"

Her voice drags very long ~www.NovelMTL.com~ just like when introducing a professional wrestler on the stage.

At this time Ambusher interrupted her: "Wait, why is there no title or something? For example, adjectives such as invincible, or brave? Who wrote this introduction? Intern?"

The calendar man took out the desk book from under the table and looked down: "In fact, there is a title, but I guess Bethany is embarrassed to say as a lady, because this title is self-appointed by the death knell and is called'Zuan the Horse Hunter' ."

Ambush Worm gave a smirk and twisted his tie: "Of course, the word mom is more correct here. I have already played with the homophones."

Calendar person: "Yes."

"Well, time is limited. Let's look at the first pair of challengers." Vadoques said with passion, and the lighting engineer immediately turned the headlight on the mother of pluralism who had just entered the door: "He is here, he is here! He came with his mother! He came, he came, he came in with auspicious clouds on his feet! Let us welcome those who are no longer human...Lex~~~~~Luther!"

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