The dark-toned stage is filled with bright pillars of light, like stars lit up in the night sky.

With the poet of great love holding his hands on his chest and bowing gracefully, the lights on the stage dimmed and the melody began to sound.

At the back of the stage, Ranch lowered his head and focused his eyes, his fingers stroking over the keys, began to press the movement of the Hell Overture.

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

The four instructors in the audience all frowned, their eyes wandered on the stage, and their faces began to show dissatisfaction and impatience.

This kind of overture, which doesn't seem strong enough, is not what they want to hear.

However, at this moment, they did not understand Ranch's intentions.

Ranch pressed the keys with his left hand, and his right hand kept appearing magic cards as if by magic, and used them directly!

All of them are magic cards from the [Error Healing] series, full of healing and rebirth.

Lan Qi did not hesitate, decisively and firmly added all these healing magic to the body of the music tutor's diseased poison, highlighting a fierce medicine for the treatment of Shen Zhen!

Before anyone could react.

"Ahhh!!h

Endless pain surged in the body of the diseased venom body in an instant, and his body began to twitch violently, as if entangled by a mad snake, his mouth let out an amazing scream, the sound echoed in the theater, and the demon's roar burst out of the air, instantly submerging the entire theater.

The poet's voice echoed on the stage, and the music stinged deep into the ears of the diseased venom like a poisonous snake, and his screams intensified, and the painful emotions were released like a tidal wave, and he could no longer maintain his rational control.

"You're ......!"

The presiding examiner's voice came from the side of the stage, and he tried to stop Lanchi's actions, only to find that MONOCULUS did not react.

This surprised him and immediately realized that Lanch was not using offensive magic and did not do any damage.

However, the next scene made it impossible for the presiding examiner to maintain his usual calm.

Everything changed so fast that none of the demons present could immediately react to how the cataclysm in front of them had happened!

"Stop!!"

"Leave me alone!!"

The sound of the diseased venom body howled like a torn beast in the night, and this painful scream had the strongest mental attack ability that all the demons present could not match, and the students in the audience covered their heads as if they had been hit by a violent electric current, trembling to bear the mental impact beyond the limit.

And now, on the stage, the poet of great love is standing in the spotlight, singing happily, her melodious voice floating throughout the theater, in sharp contrast to the wail of the diseased poison.

But her sweet voice did not make the scene easier, but instead magnified the emotional "bitterness" caused by the mental attack caused by the lesion poison to all the students.

The demon students couldn't stand it anymore, and their ghost crying and howling echoed throughout the classroom like ghosts, and the spirits of all the demon students gradually became abnormal, and their eyes became chaotic and trembling, as if all the people were going crazy.

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

The students who were tortured even more transmitted the sound of even more pain, and this pain cycled back and forth between them, turning the theater into an endless purgatory in an instant like a landslide and tsunami!

At first, Ranch just pried a small rock to activate the whole classroom, and then, this vicious cycle that started like a rolling stone in a mountain cannot be stopped!

Weaker demons, such as Batchelle, were now foaming at the mouth and twitching in their seats, but were in so much pain that they were soon awakened by the nightmare sound that echoed in the theater, and continued to join in the terrible screams.

Huberian covered her ears and buried her head in her lap, reciting prayers to the goddess incessantly.

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

On the side of the stage, the originally personable presiding teacher was shocked by this hellish scene, his face instantly turned from full of confidence to pale as paper, his originally upright posture was also shaky, and the palms of the hands supporting the wall were trembling violently, as if he would collapse at any time.

His eyes were wide open with horror, unable to believe what he was seeing.

"What are you going to do?"

The voice of the presiding teacher was almost shouted, and he was fully aware of the magnitude of the problem with this performance.

Standing in the center of the stage, Lanch acted as if he hadn't heard.

Continue to play the music.

There is even room to explain the knowledge of physics as if talking to himself,

"In nuclear fusion, if [temperature], [pressure], and [time] all reach a certain level, the heat generated can maintain the temperature and continue to occur new nuclear fusion, which is called [self-sustaining combustion]."

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

Ranch's state of mind was calm, as if the chaotic theater had no effect on him.

All he had in his eyes was the keys, and in his ears he was the music.

"You, what the hell are you talking about?!"

The voice of the presiding teacher became sharper.

He felt like Ranch was saying something weird and terrifying that he couldn't understand!

"This is the result of my learning, and the artistic concept of this performance."

Ranch explained earnestly.

Once self-sustaining combustion is achieved, fusion will continue to take place even if no more energy is put in.

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

There is more than a minute left in the [time] of free use of magic.

If he can take advantage of this time to increase the [temperature] hard, he may be able to achieve [self-sustaining burning].

At that time, even if Ranch stops the music and does nothing, or even summons the Great Love Poet back, this demon classroom will continue to fall into a complete perpetual motion loop.

Until the four music instructors and all the demon students burned out and lost consciousness.

This hellish sound nuclear fusion will come to an end.

He believed that the performance, whether it was the emotions and shouts of the demon students, the visual and auditory effects, or the hustle and bustle of everyone falling into a deep sleep at the end, was exactly what the four instructors had previously requested.

"That should satisfy everyone, right?"

Sitting in front of the piano, Lan Qi raised his head and looked around, looking at the enjoyment of the four music instructors, he felt that he was full of merit today.