Capítulo 432: Soul Drummer, Online Creation

Dong!

The sound of a drum roused and Tadashi Miyamoto raised from his shock.

He looked at the music stage in fear.

In front of the microphone, a man wearing a mask stood proudly.

His surroundings were as quiet as the night, pitch black.

The cat in his arms had already jumped onto the stage.

The black cat stretched its body.

The pyramid was reflected in the flickering stage lights.

The Black Pharaoh raised his scepter high.

The blood moon covered the entire dance floor.

The entire dance floor had been enveloped by an invisible strength.

Miyamoto swallowed his saliva. Then, he saw the person wearing the mask raised his hand slightly.

In his psionic sense, Miyamoto sensed that psionic power was like a gurgling stream, quietly flowing around him.

It was as if psionic power had been a stream flowing around him since ancient times.

The black kitten on the table became illusory.