[You find that without any obstacles, the perception range of the "Woating" is about ten meters, and generally the movement will not wake them up.]

[But at the same time, you also realize that you must not let them make sounds, otherwise all the "wailers" on the one floor of the church will wake up at the same time.]

[In this case, you will face the attacks of dozens of "wailers" in an instant, which will put you in an extremely dangerous situation.]

After Collin and others all walked in, the door suddenly slammed and closed on its own.

The "cues" in Colin's brain dissipated after distracting at this moment.

"Lord..."

The two slaves were a little surprised.

"Don't be surprised, this is just a normal operation. You can go out after completing the task."

Colin said in a calm tone, but his tone was numb.

After entering the room, he has seen many scenes of the automatic closing of the door in the game, but in this world, it feels completely different when it happens to him.

Fortunately, the sound of the door shutdown did not cause the collective revival of the "cryers", otherwise, Colin felt that he might have explained it here.

As for this rich stench, Colin had already adapted to it.

Lifting the lantern forward, the interior of the church was dark.

The only light is the lantern in your hand, and there is almost nothing beyond the light.

The church is so dark.

However, with the help of "tips", the progress is still proceeding in an orderly manner.

As Colin and others penetrated, the sound of bone friction continued to sound inside the originally empty and dead church.

However, with several dense footsteps, it was followed by a bang and everything returned to silence.

However, although there was a help from prompts, an accident still happened.

After flying out, a head that was knocked away rolled out a few times, but did not die immediately, but made a strange cry.

Although less than three seconds after the sound rang, Colin saw the words of kill appear, it was too late.

"Damn it, careless!"

Colin cursed in his heart, killing more than thirty people, which made him somewhat relaxed.

But now is not the time to regret it.

The next second, the sound of creeping bone friction appeared everywhere in the deep darkness, and Colin could already feel a pair of creeping eyes on him!

Either behind a stone pillar, under a bench, or in a dark corner...

Sharp and harsh, as if some kind of strange howling sound kept coming out, and this attack directly caused damage to the mind.

Even covering your ears can only reduce some physical burden.

But there is no way to reduce the damage to the soul in spirit. Every sound sounded like a whip full of thorns whipped the brain, causing split pain.

"If someone else comes, they will be confused by the 'wailing 'attackers' at the door, thinking that these little guys are not strong, and then walking here will be a dead end."

Colin gritted his gums, his eyes were congested, and the veins on his forehead were exposed.

He felt like he had finally gotten on the train and wanted to rest for a while, but there was a child next to him making heart-wrenching, earth-shaking, horrifying, miserable, and desperate but unstoppable crying sounds.

The most important thing is that there is more than one such "child", but there is one in every position in the entire carriage.

Coupled with the clanging sound of the train, it makes people feel extremely upset and depressed, and even thinks of destroying the world.

But the good news is that here, Colin, with an unshirkable mission, raised his hands and fell, one by one, bringing peace to the "children".

Colin has realized that the real difficulty of this task is not the huge number of distortions, but the church itself!

After the crying sounds hit the church walls, they rebounded again and then echoed continuously, closing the empty internal structure, making their crying sounds stronger in the overlapping sound waves.

In just less than thirty seconds, Colin felt a sense that the entire church was shaking.

As Colin thought, when ordinary people enter here, as long as they trigger their chain reaction, they will almost be a mortal ending.

Because in the dark sound waves, almost no one can find out their exact direction through sound, and it is even more impossible to effectively counterattack.

Fortunately, it was Colin who came to do this task, not other survivors.

Before the terrifying sounds broke out, Colin had already cleaned up a considerable proportion of the "wailers" inside the church, so that even if they attacked, they could not immediately reach an unbearable level.

Otherwise, even if Colin had the prompt, he would die in this ghost place.

With the help of the prompt, Colin no longer approached slowly, but instead made an accurate and rapid counterattack on the source of the sound.

As the "wailers" die, the sound in the hall is rapidly weakening.

At this time, Colin's eyes were covered with blood, and his heart was extremely irritable and angry.

He tried hard to stay awake and calm, holding the axe tightly with one hand, falling heavily with every step, quickly approaching a deformed and twisted figure, and then slashed down hard, splitting the thin distorted body into pieces.

"The last one."

Colin's distorted expression finally relaxed a lot.

The first-floor hall sweeping work has finally ended.

The effect of the "Waoator" scream is similar to the "distorted version-confessor" turned into by Father Cadison, which will trigger extreme emotions in the heart and lead people to lose their minds.

This time, these "wailing voices" reminded Colin of the memory of taking a train. The emotions caused were not fear, but extreme anger.

However, compared with Father Cadison's ability to control the same as strong control, the "Woating" is much weaker in terms of ability and effect.

It takes a long time to slowly take effect.

But overall, the "Waoator" is much more difficult than killing a "confessional priest".

"I was worried about being taken first before. At this stage, no matter who survives, it's a dead end."

Colin found a bench to sit down, gasping for breath regardless of his face.

Reason is calming down little by little, but the brain still thrusts and bursts of pain, and there seems to be buzzing sounds in the ears, and I can't hear things clearly.

And the two servants around him were not much better, both sweating and bloodshot eyes, and stood aside with difficulty and were on the side to watch.
Chapter completed!