At present, it seems that Crow Feather, who has never revealed his true identity, is obviously the initiator of the entire plan.
And this plan involves at least two demigods and a divine envoy. It is impossible to believe it without some error tolerance.
What's more, the official demigod took action to suppress this kind of thing, which is not even an accident.
Facts have proved that the hypnotic suppression only lasted for a few seconds before something unexpected happened at the top of the lighthouse.
Count Valentine, who was trembling when he walked, suddenly stepped forward quickly and reached out his hand to hold down the huge horn stand.
Although this thing is considered an antique and its function has long been replaced by more complex foghorns, it is undoubtedly still quite sturdy.
However, the next moment, Valentine twisted his withered body and tore the horn off.
With such an inhuman physique, is this even a puppet?
Fu Qian looked at the chaos on the lighthouse.
It makes sense, since it is the work of a demigod.
At this moment, the horn that Valentine had torn off was already held high by him.
This scene can be called mighty and domineering, but Fu Qian's focus is on another place.
On this person's right hand, I don't know when he put on a colorful glove.
Although it seems to be in good condition, the style is obviously not what this kind of old gentleman would choose.
Woo——
The next moment, the horn was blown again, and a sound much more exaggerated than before swept across the pier in an instant.
…
Extraordinary items? Amplifying effects?
At least the mental impact of this sound is obviously amplified.
Before paying, I silently assessed my inner feelings.
If the hustle and bustle just now was just a trace of background noise to him, now it can be called Douyin.
Even as a demigod, one can feel restless and restless.
Demigods are like this, what about others?
Fu went to take a look around. Amidst the continuous sound of blessing horns, both extraordinary and ordinary people were almost wiped out, and they all joined in the howling like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
The key point is that what is stirring this time is not just noise, but a real mental tide.
It feels like a fire has been thrown into the marsh gas.
In the midst of emotion, Fu Qian clearly saw the four Franks standing straight out of the corner of his eye, all facing the direction of the lighthouse, their faces full of enthusiasm.
Even without any blessing, the sound that surged from their chests was still comparable to drinking a mercury storm.
And this sudden increase of tens of thousands of choruses instantly made it impossible for the power of sleep that just appeared to be suppressed anymore.
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Could this thing in my hand have a similar effect?
He still didn't move before paying, looking down at the two talismans in his palm.
It can be distinguished that the call signs coming from the other two directions are also increasing in intensity, but generally the amplitude is lower.
Because of the lack of yourself?
The tasks given to himself and Marco are likely to be similar to what Crowfeather is doing now.
Then there is a problem here.
It seems that demigods are not immune to the effects of this thing.
I had already seen an example before I paid. A certain bearded, suspected official player, at least level 4, was howling not far from the lighthouse.
So whether Camus or Marco, as long as they hold the spell, there is a high probability that they will perform the same as this one.
Until the hustle and bustle ends and the night watchman comes to collect people.
The so-called running away after lighting a fire is just a comfort.
What kind of income would it be like, just using two level four extraordinarys as consumables?
Feeling impressed by the handiwork of the original parliament, new changes appeared in Fu Qian's vision.
The area around the top of the lighthouse was suddenly separated by a dark curtain, making it incompatible with the real world.
The people who were staggering around suddenly seemed to have been immersed in viscous liquid, and their movements became extremely slow.
It's a pity that the crazy horn sound seems to have been connected with the chorus of tens of thousands of people, and still penetrates this barrier, continuously pushing the tide of the mind to a new peak.
It is indeed a demigod's method, but it is not enough.
During the review, Fu Qian saw a huge shadow rising from the sea.
There was lightning and thunder, and the waves were turbulent. In the highly exaggerated waves, something seemed to be rising from the depths.
…
The next moment, someone suddenly appeared on the lighthouse.
It was an old lady wrapped in a black robe, who appeared silently, as if torn out of the darkness.
The moment she appeared, she reached out directly to grab Valentine, and the target was his gloved hand.
Demigod, but not Cerphus.
Make quick judgment before paying.
The night bearers are also very strong. Could it be that a demigod was placed at a horn location?
The sleeping sound just now should also come from this old woman.
This person obviously had a clear purpose. He should have seen the special effect of the gloves and tried to destroy them directly.
Maybe not easy, but certainly easier than killing a demigod.
Unfortunately, the next moment, a gold-encrusted cane stood in front of her.
Then there was another point of void, which instantly caused the black curtain behind to be disturbed.
Wihler, who took action unsurprisingly, stood by as a bodyguard.
Under the disturbance, the movements of the old woman and the demigod seemed to be affected by the deceleration, and she could no longer remain alone.
…
Amidst the raging waves, it was almost impossible to distinguish the boundaries between heaven and earth.
The old woman and demigod who was hindered did not seem surprised by this one-on-two situation.
Stretch your left hand forward and grasp in the void.
As she moved, the instability of the substantial darkness suddenly intensified, and soon began to collapse piece by piece.
And together with the darkness, everything at the top of the lighthouse collapsed.
Including everyone who was already staggering around, they fell apart silently.
Even Wihler across from her snorted and took a step back.
Kill decisively.
Fu Qian nodded silently, understanding why this person would do this.
This is actually a multiple-choice question. The tide of noise in front of us is simply not something that a mortal body can withstand. If it is not stopped as soon as possible, tens of thousands of idiots may be killed over time.
This should be why the guy just gave up decisively and did not forcefully suppress the confrontation.
As for the pair of two demigods, this one, after confirming that a quick victory was not possible, decisively chose to wash the ground indiscriminately, striving to interrupt Valentine's guidance as quickly as possible.
As for the innocent victims...a demigod of this age should have been able to handle such mental torture easily.
When the darkness finally completely dissipated, Valentine's body finally trembled.
The next moment, his body, gloves, and horn fell apart together, and the horrifying noise stopped and continued to rise.
Of course, what's even weirder is that the crazy waves outside the lighthouse also stopped surging and froze in mid-air like sculptures.
This chapter has been completed!