N-A-A Chapter 137
Chapter 137
Under the demagoguery of the cult lecturers, the cultists present hummed along to the rhythm above the score.
Hundreds of people chant a rhythm together, and the eerie melody of the dark sonata immediately haunts the entire village.
Under the chant of a group of cultists, this dark sonata was far more terrifying than the last time White Night encountered.
The moment the group of cultists began to sing this dark sonata, a strange wind suddenly blew in the entire village.
The smell of blood filled the audience.
The cultists who participated in the chorus noticed the abnormality of their bodies the moment they began to sing the chorus.
Along with the rhythm played by this dark sonata, their bodies are twisting and deforming.
Their bodies at this moment are like a plasticine, twisted and folded by an invisible force.
Among them, some of them's limbs would be twisted into twists to the melody of the dark sonata, and their flesh and bones would be folded.
Their limbs were ripped off on the spot, and blood splattered.
Although their spirits are intact, they do not feel the slightest pain.
Looking at the tragic situation of these companions around them, even if this group of cultists wanted to stop the chorus in their mouths, they could not do it.
Because they were horrified to find that they could no longer control their mouths at this moment, and their vocal cords no longer belonged to them.
As the Dark Sonata continued, more terrifying changes began to appear on their bodies.
The skin on their bodies is like a banana peel, quietly sliding off, revealing the plump muscle tissue and fat under the skin.
Even after the skin on the surface of the body has faded, these cultists still cannot stop chanting.
Looking at the terrifying picture in front of him, Bai Ye's heart sank.
Because just now, he almost didn't hold back and chanted along with this group of cultists.
At this moment, the picture that appeared in front of Bai Ye's eyes is not an exaggeration even if it is described as hell on earth.
This group of cultists is clearly out of help.
The dark sonata is like a button for a nuclear explosion, and once sung, there is no hope of survival.
The most outrageous thing is that as the group of cultists chanted, the cultist bishop who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape also sang the dark sonata along with him.
When the cultist lecturer opened his mouth to sing the first sentence, he reacted.
But it was too late.
Under the chorus of the dark sonatas around him, even if his strength reached the fifth order, it was difficult to stop his voice.
In a hurry, the cultist bishop crossed his heart, raised his arm and grabbed it at his throat.
The claw probed into his throat, and with one blow, he actually directly ripped out his throat harmony belt.
A huge blood hole suddenly appeared in his neck and throat, and blood was dripping with blood.
Although it seems painful, the effect of this trick is indeed remarkable.
After a move, the cultist's lecturer did stop chanting the dark sonata.
Because the vitality of a fifth-order powerhouse had reached a level far beyond ordinary people, even if he was hit hard by this, this cultist lecturer did not die.
He looked at the crazy cultists around him, and he lifted his feet and wanted to leave here.
But just as he was about to escape here, a wooden thorn suddenly pierced through his heart and pierced out of his chest.
The cultist lecturer looked at the wooden thorns on his chest, his eyes were angry, but he couldn't make any sound.
After all, his vocal cords had long been dug up by himself before.
The moment the wooden thorn pierced the chest, the Spirit Cutting Technique was immediately activated.
Countless fine wooden thorns were like steel balls, wandering in and out of the cultist lecturer's body, destroying his internal organs.
While the spiritual power in his body was absorbed, he was also injured by this fatal injury, and even if he was a fifth-order ability, he was unable to return to the sky.
The cultist lecturer tilted his head and fell to the spot.
(Ding, the host kills a fifth-order powerhouse and gets a kill value of x550!)
Bai Ye looked at the fallen cultist lecturer in front of him, his face expressionless.
Still want to run? Have you asked me?
Bai Ye looked at the group of cultists who continued to be mad around him, and with a clapping of his hands, the arrival of the Mudumu Realm was launched instantly.
Under the influence of the advent of the wooden world, the topography of the entire village was completely changed, turning it into a large area of primeval forest.
Bai Ye could detect that if this group of cultists were allowed to chant again, something more unfortunate would definitely happen.
Therefore, White Night must crush them all into dust before this!
The moment the tree realm descended, countless wooden stakes rose up, entangled every cultist who was not in human form, and the spirit cuttings were sent immediately.
The bodies of hundreds of cultists were pierced into a hornet's nest at the same time.
A large amount of the spiritual power absorbed by Mu Dun fed back to Bai Ye, so that the spiritual power in Bai Ye's body instantly returned to its full state, and it was still climbing upward, increasing Bai Ye's spiritual level and the total amount of spiritual power in his body.
These cultists who chanted the dark sonata were completely unable to control their bodies at this moment, and they allowed the white night to pierce and draw spirits with wooden dun, but they could not stop the chanting in their mouths.
Even if only one head remains in their bodies, they can still make a faint melody.
Under the influence of the Dark Sonata, they can no longer even be called human, they have turned into undead monsters.
After seeing their terrible, Bai Ye turned his heart and simply crushed their bodies and heads into meat foam!
With the help of the continuous supply of spiritual power in the body, when Bai Ye's mind moved, two huge wooden dragons appeared on the ground.
At this moment, there were already three wooden dragons coiled above the battlefield.
Under the command of White Night, the three wooden dragons were like rolling pins, rolling down on those cultists in a circular manner.
Under the attack of White Night, the skulls of these cultists were rolled out into a flat surface, glued to the ground, flattened, and could no longer make any sound.
Under this continuous crushing, the color of the three wooden dragons summoned by the white night all changed from dark green to dark red, bloodstained, and broken bones and flesh mud were all over the body surface.
Just when Bai Ye thought that the matter was about to end here, a huge sacrificial magic array suddenly flashed below the entire village.
Under Bai Ye's shocked gaze, the blood and flesh mud turned into by those cultists were all gathered and condensed in the center of the formation.
At the moment when the formation appeared, Bai Ye felt that the sky in the entire town seemed to have darkened a lot.
The blazing sun in the sky was dim, and turned into a blood-like crimson, illuminating the entire earth in scarlet.