Transform into a human

"Those lunatics at the Mountain and Sea Research Institute, their aesthetic sense is occasionally on point."

Diefu admired his masterpiece with great interest, and Huiguan's appearance caused a frenzy among the audience.

"Speaking of which, why do you, a pharmacist, always focus your attention on these trivial matters?" Qi Qi asked lazily.

"What do you mean by chores? This is our job," the lady said irritably. "Everyone's talents and resources have limits. I have no future in this life, so I might as well do something more meaningful."

"More meaningful? Does it mean weaving a beautiful dream for those who are ignorant, whose Winona is a completely different person from reality?"

"So what? They got the 'Winona' of their dreams, and we got fame and fortune. It's a win-win situation, isn't it?"

"A win-win situation..."

Qiqi suddenly brought up another matter:

Do you still remember what Bai looked like at the beginning?

Dief's expression changed slightly:

"Qiqi, what do you want to say?"

The girl didn't answer her question, but continued speaking to herself:

"It seems you don't remember... no, I should say you don't care."

"Bai was originally an optimistic little girl. Although the Vanrentine family was not in a good situation, they always managed to provide a place for a little girl to stand. We taught her how to take responsibility little by little."

"It was you who chose the character design for 'Winona' and forcibly molded her into what she is now—like the hateful snow of the North."

The noblewoman's expression was slightly cold:

"What's gotten into you today? Turns out you're here to stand up for her. Don't forget, I made all these decisions with you!"

"Stand up for justice? I don't have the time or inclination for that. I'm just feeling a bit sentimental." A sense of vicissitude appeared on Qi Qi's face, beyond her apparent age.

Suddenly, Deefe realized that she seemed to have never known the background of the person in front of her, and her family had never told her either—it seemed that even the butler only knew that she was a very powerful skin-changing artist.

Just as the noblewoman was about to warn her, she suddenly realized that her dough was itchy. She instinctively scratched it with her fingertips, but the more she scratched, the itchier it became, and then she had to scratch it with all five fingers.

In the end, she even used her other hand, but it was no use at all.

No, it should be said that it worked; the spaces between my fingers were now filled with the flesh and blood that had been torn off!

Qi Qi said with a smile:

"Is it very itchy?"

"Damn it... what did you do!"

"Ouch—it itches!"

"It's okay, the itching will stop soon."

Suddenly, Qiqi stood up and grabbed Diefu's face, skin and flesh torn off!

"Aaaaaah—!"

It's definitely not itchy anymore, but it hurts a little.

The noblewoman was so overwhelmed by the unparalleled pain that she couldn't even speak, but what drove her most insane was that her once-proud face was gone!

But soon, she no longer needed to worry about her appearance. With a light stroke of her fingernail, Qiqi sent Diefu's fine head crashing to the ground and rolling to the killer's feet.

Qiqi actually killed her partner of many years with her own hands!

"Shouldn't you feel honored that a million people will die with you, Deeph Loan?"

Qi Qi smiled as she walked out from behind the scenes and onto the center of the stage. However, not a single one of the million spectators was drawn to her. They were all staring intently at Hui Guan, who was in full bloom, and every single eye became a source of evil power.

Its genetic lock has long been unlocked. As a secret weapon prepared by the Federation, the current Huiguan is comparable to the strongest Zanhuake, and it also has a group talent specially prepared for war!

Winona's performance became the most direct trigger. Stimulated by the concert atmosphere, no one was wary of the official "performance props," and the wave of fervor made them abandon their defenses against the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qi Qi was very satisfied with her masterpiece. It was worth the effort she put in to eliminate the vagrants in the audience one by one. Those powerful fans did not get concert tickets for various reasons.

In addition, federal regulations stipulate that concerts of this scale must have a security team composed of Zanhua Ke (a group of martial arts practitioners), but Qiqi cleverly circumvented these regulations with the help of the Luo An family.

Thus, the scene before our eyes unfolded—nearly a million people were controlled by a strange beast.

At one point, Bai noticed movement beside her. She stopped singing and asked softly, "Is she dead?"

The girl's clear, cool voice echoed throughout the venue, but the audience seemed oblivious, still immersed in the beautiful and moving "singing".

"I'm dead~"

"And what about these people?"

Qi Qi snapped his fingers, and an incredibly shocking scene unfolded: nearly a million people froze like puppets, and then, with an unknown force, they all pulled off their own heads.

When a human suddenly loses their head, the blood can spray more than a meter high under the pressure of the heart, and countless bloody flowers bloom, rising and falling like fountains. In just an instant, the entire arena is transformed into a living hell.

This scene was broadcast live to all online viewers in Andromeda.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Qi Qi gently cupped her face: "What's wrong? Can't bear to part with her?"

"No matter what my attitude is, it won't affect the final outcome."

"Not bad, a smart person," Qi Qi nodded approvingly. She cut off the live stream signal. "The person you're looking for is in Samir Castle. Kill her, and you'll be the real Winona."

"I have done what I promised you. What I do next is my own business."

"Of course, of course," Qiqi said with an exaggerated expression. "I never like to meddle in other people's business, but I will offer you help in this matter free of charge—you can take it as a form of sympathy."

The girl pondered for a moment, then finally gave her answer:

"it is good."

……

……

The instant the massacre occurred, almost all of humanity's holy thrones felt their power shaken, and the situation seemed to be escalating.

In less than a minute, the will of the saints and gods covered the entire territory of the Federation, but ironically, those who possessed great power knew about it even later than the viewers watching the live broadcast.

As countless discussions erupted in the Chain Crystal Network, they belatedly realized that the dozen or so Saints who remained on the capital star simultaneously unleashed their power, freezing everything on Celestial Vespae, and time and space were permanently frozen a few dozen seconds after the massacre.

The gods casually splashed ink, condensing light into ink, and used it to draw a planet of the same mass, which then replaced the position of Apollonius in its orbit.

The original spacetime, related causality, and even the mass and energy within it were extracted and placed in the Temple of Civilization.

All of this happened in an instant. Only then did the angry voice—no, it should be said, the will of a certain saint—spread throughout the central star system, reaching tens of light-years away almost instantly:

"I hereby issue this civilized decree: The entire race prepares for war!!!"

"This rage will extinguish a nation!!"