"He's fucking dancing!!"

Avada finally reacted, and he roared: "He actually started moonwalking on the Eternal Arena. He is worthy of that man. Has he gone crazy!?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" After roaring, Avada shed tears excitedly, "Sure enough, if you live long enough, you can see everything! It's because my thinking is too rigid, too rigid!"

Then, he stood up from the clown balloon and opened his arms with the world in mind.

"bring it on!"

Countless flags protruded around the Eternal Arena, and even a huge LED wall appeared, with dozens of colorful laser lights flashing on the top of the wall.

"Since he is so interested, how can I lag behind as the host? Come on, honey, I haven't used you for a long time!"

As he spoke, Avada turned into five people, holding microphones, guitars, drums, electronic keyboards, and flutes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, a song called Billie Jean by modern singer Michael Jackson is presented to you by me, Avada."

“Shhh!!!!”

Such a funny scene made all the ghosts boo in anger, which was completely different from what they wanted to see.

"Get off!"

"A bunch of lunatics!"

"Kill him quickly!!"

On the battlefield, Hoffa was going crazy, and his terrifying body was watching him with great vigilance. But he uncontrollably took a moonwalk on the sand. What on earth is that guy Miller doing in the real world?

The crazy atmosphere at the scene did not affect the Son of Night in any way. In the distance, the young man with golden eyes and gray hair lifted his defensive posture. He inserted a palm into his chest, then pulled out a palm, bringing out a pool of blood.

The blood fell on his beast-like face, which actually gave his face a hint of holiness.

"Blood......"

He was intoxicated and bathed in his own blood. His body rose crazily like a balloon, two meters, three meters, four meters, five meters. At the same time, huge blood-colored wings tore out from his back in the blink of an eye.

He turned into a huge monster more than ten meters tall, with ferocious bone spurs all over his body.

Bah!

A huge mouth opened on its chest, with the Milky Way and stars shining inside.

The ghosts in the stands screamed wildly, and those bloodthirsty emotions accompanied the body of the Son of Night in the eternal arena to expand, expand, and expand continuously. With the intense live performance of the Avatars, in the battle of life and death,

It spurted out thinly.

"Blood!!"

The huge monster rushed towards Hoffa on all fours.

But during the dance, he lightly held his crotch, held the back of his head, shook his head, and pushed his lower body forward, performing a very coquettish posture.

"ah!!!"

"Kill him!!"

"I can't stand it anymore!!"

The ghosts in the stands were so angry that they died for the second time. They didn't know where they turned out rotten eggs, smelly mandarin fish, green cabbage leaves and other things, and threw them into the center of the arena like rain.

In the center of the arena, Hoffa looked at his other self very close to him and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Chapter completed!