Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 640: Chapter 640: Dark Film Festival (3rd Update)

The Dark Film Festival was held at the headquarters of the Dark Council in London.

Given Fan Mengxue’s current status in the international cinema scene, combined with the powerful influence of these dark-themed films, the news immediately attracted the attention of film fans from all over Europe and the rest of the world.

Add to that the fact this festival was operating without ticket sales, so even before the festival had officially opened, the venue was already swamped with people.

The film fans who came to attend the festival were quite interesting; they all spontaneously cosplayed characters from the films.

For a moment,

it was as if the entire film festival had turned into a dance of devils, with all sorts of witches and necromancers emerging continuously, creating quite a lively atmosphere.

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Fan Mengxue and other dark magnates like Karsath looked down from the upper floors of the hotel at the venue.

“It seems my dear witches are the most popular. Just look at how many fans are cosplaying as witches!” Karsath said with a smile.

“No, there are also many necromancers!” Anastasia chimed in.

The two of them began to sweet-talk each other in a mutual adoration spree.

Fan Mengxue and the others subconsciously distanced themselves a bit from the pair.

Those skulls also followed along this time, all perching by the window and looking down.

“Damn it, we’ve put in so much effort, how come there’s not a single one cosplaying us?”

“Exactly!”

Fan Mengxue said, “Maybe it’s because you guys are not that easy to cosplay!”

Upon hearing this, the skulls’ eyes lit up.

“Meng Xue is right, our skeletal frame is so distinct, who could cosplay that?”

“How about we go down and cosplay as ourselves!” another skull with grand ideas suggested.

“Agreed!”

Then, without consulting anyone else, that group of skulls pushed and shoved their way out of the hotel and joined the throng of film fans on the streets.

“Is this really okay? If they get discovered, wouldn’t that cause panic?” Fan Mengxue worried.

“Don’t bother with that group, they’re all old hands who have lived for a few hundred years, each one of them knows what they should and shouldn’t do,” Meng Yue commented.

“Besides, that bunch is considered a sort of mascot within the Dark Council, no one can really command them!” added the Titan Giant.

True to their word,

the skulls didn’t raise any suspicion when they left the hotel and entered the parade of film fans.

In fact, many fans were even excitedly gathering around them.

“Wow, how did you guys manage to cosplay this? It’s absolutely cool!”

Hearing these compliments, the skulls felt very proud.

At the same time, many girls excitedly came forward for a photo together.

This made the skulls feel like stars, and they all switched to flirting mode, speaking English with a heavy northeastern Chinese accent.

For beings that had lived for over a thousand years, human girls in their twenties seemed naively cute, and often a few words were enough to make them unwittingly fall into their trap.

By the time they entered the main venue of the film festival, the pockets of these skulls were stuffed with little pieces of paper bearing phone numbers.

A few bold girls even went as far as to plant kisses on the skulls’ heads, leaving bright red lipstick marks on the white-as-jade bones.

Seeing this, Fan Mengxue realized that what Titan and the others had said was true.

These skulls were nothing short of a bunch of old rascals with no flesh and blood.

It was probably for the best; otherwise, there’s no telling how many romantic debts they would incur.

The Dark Film Festival had opened.

Fan Mengxue, the grand finale, would be the last to appear.

The other dark magnates had already gone to the front stage.

The Dream Banshee was in charge of controlling the spiritual atmosphere of the entire venue, subtly leading everyone to gradually accept the existence of darkness.

It was a very clever tactic that involved no coercion whatsoever.

In plain terms, Fan Mengxue was essentially using fan management techniques to expand the influence of the Dark Council.

When only Fan Mengxue remained in the hotel room, Han Yao gently pushed the door open and entered.

Fan Mengxue had now become an internationally renowned star with numerous awards.

But Han Yao remained her agent.

“What’s wrong?” Fan Mengxue perceived Han Yao’s hesitation.

After a moment of hesitance, Han Yao sighed and said, “Mount Qingmang turned into a white light and vanished. Although the news was heavily censored, it still leaked out. The great shift in the world’s energy is probably related to this.”

Having joined the Dark Council and begun cultivating, Han Yao too had reached the power level of a Heavenly Being and could naturally sense the changes in the world’s energy.

Qingmang.

At the mention of these two characters, Fan Mengxue’s heart tightened.

Seeing Fan Mengxue’s concern, Han Yao continued, “Since New Year’s Eve last year, he has not been seen! And Miss Xue has been guarding Qingmang Town ever since!”

Fan Mengxue bowed her head in silence, then after a while, she smiled and said, “I knew when he left. From his departure until now, 231 days have passed.”

Fan Mengxue practiced the Dark Holy Emperor Technique bestowed upon her by Xue An, which allowed her to faintly sense Xue An’s energy.

And that energy had disappeared on New Year’s Eve last year.

Right after Fan Mengxue had received a letter from Xue An, she lost the sense of his energy shortly thereafter.

However, Fan Mengxue had never shown any sign of distress, just silently counting the days in her heart.

“Meng Xue, do you need to go back?” Han Yao asked hesitantly.

Fan Mengxue shook her head, “No need. He must have left Earth for some secret realm. As for the incident with Mount Qingmang, it must be related to him, but I believe… he will be alright because… he is Xue An after all!”

Seeing Fan Mengxue’s relaxed face, Han Yao nodded and said, “Alright! It’s almost time for your performance. I’ll go prepare!”

After saying this, she left the room.

When Fan Mengxue was left alone in the room, she tried her hardest to keep control, but her teeth still quivered slightly.

“Xue An… I believe you’ll come back, you must come back!”

Meanwhile, in a corner of the film festival venue, Metatron, adapting to local customs, wore a hat and sunglasses, chewing gum, and watching with interest at Karsath and the others on stage in the distance.

“A Necromancer? How intriguing! The Netherworld King is too busy to take care of his own matters, yet here in the human world, he still has followers?”

“And this frenzied atmosphere seems to be boosted by the Dream Banshee!”

“But if this is all there is, why would the God of Light refuse to come down to earth?”

As he pondered to himself.

Following the host’s introduction, a deafening cheer erupted from the crowd.

“Meng Xue! Meng Xue!”

The foreigners called out Fan Mengxue’s Chinese name with their odd accents.

Metatron looked up at the stage. When Fan Mengxue appeared before his eyes, he licked his lips, his eyes sparkling with greed.

“Such a pure force of darkness, I haven’t seen in a long time! And this woman’s bloodline is very interesting. If she were to combine with me, it might even produce an extremely terrifying offspring.”