As I thought about it, I suddenly heard Renard's scream.

"It's about to start."

Allen's attention subconsciously retracted and refocused on the light and shadow projected on the retina. Inside his ears was a synthetic 3D surround sound that rang in the air.

In the picture, the teams entering the venue from five directions can already see the tail, no longer as continuous as before, and can't see it at a glance.

This means that the long prelude is finally coming to an end.

Of course, this is just a joke.

Not to mention anything else, it has only been about ten minutes since the Black Dragon emerged from the sky to the present.

Even if the last team entered the venue was more full than before, the entire process would not exceed fifteen minutes.

Is this a long time, really not a long time?

Under normal circumstances, a concert of 50,000 people is held, and I don’t know how much time it takes to enter the venue.

Although the number of participants today is not as large as 50,000, its complexity and individual differences are far beyond that.

It is already very rare to complete in fifteen minutes without rehearsal.

I really can't ask for more.

Of course, if everyone uses real kung fu, it is a miracle that can instantly enter the field.

But the problem is that although some processes are cumbersome, they always have to go through them.

After all, the significance of this conference is so great that it is written in the history of all ethnic groups.

Soon, everyone had already entered the venue and sat in the seats that had been arranged long ago.

Dong!

The bronze bell placed on a high place rings and makes a magnificent and long sound.

The sound was extremely vast and desolate, as if it came from the distant wilderness, with a vicissitudes and ancient charm.

The sound is not huge, and it is even less worth mentioning than the noisy venue.

But for some reason, the moment the sound sounded, the originally noisy scene instantly became silent, as quiet as the quiet late at night.

You can see that the hundreds of tribes and major forces sitting in the field subconsciously straightened their backs with a solemn expression towards the direction of the bronze bell when they heard this sound.

In their eyes, there seemed to be thousands of stars, nurturing a brilliant galaxy.

That kind of light, that kind of heat, is something that you would never have in normal times.

Alan, Renard, and Raham were thousands of miles away, listening to the sound of bells that had lost its charm after decomposition and synthesis.

But even so, the moment they heard the sound, they still suddenly felt a sudden shock in their hearts.

Even though the sound just lost its charm and meant that the character was not as good as the broadcast on the spot, at the moment he heard it, Allen still felt a strange feeling surged in his heart.

It was as if it was a biting cold winter that suddenly drank a cup of hot tea, which made the whole person feel comfortable and warmed.

Before they could express their thoughts, they saw the strange reactions of the participants in the video.

There was a vague premonition in my heart, but before I could think carefully, they subconsciously projected their attention towards the bronze bell in the light and shadow picture.
Chapter completed!