The stadium was filled with fanatics.
And to a certain extent, they were not even considered human.
It was because half of their mental power was connected to the divine nightmare.
Their mental power had reached an extreme because of the fanaticism.
This kind of extreme made them almost unaffected by any mental pollution. Their entire mind only had one thought.
And that was to pray for the truth to come.
It was precisely because of this extreme fanaticism that they could become the heart that supplied power to the madness of the entire city.
However, in this fanatical and even simple mind, a suppressed and cold voice suddenly rang out.
The facial muscles of many of them twitched slightly, and they couldn't help but open their eyes.
Then, they felt like they were watching an old TV, and the snowflakes kept jumping.