Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 192

[Chapter 189 Pollution]

“Do you plan to use the Wailing Banshee to repel those judges?”

Cheryl, as the executioner of the church, has lived in this world for so many years, of course she knows what creatures she should be afraid of.

Aside from the dragon, which is feared by regular weak creatures, the creatures that Inquisitors hate most are the banshees in the undead branch.

“The singing of the banshees is indeed a good choice. I have used this method to kill those judges of the church before.”

Joshua showed Cheryl the mark on his palm, which came from those in the Forest of Bones. Several of the undead have tasted the flesh and blood of the Inquisitor.

But on the day the “Goblin vs. Gnome” card pack was released, Qiao Xiu couldn’t get the wailing banshee idol group under the command of Duke Bone to hold a live concert.

Even if Nolan has the existence of the Association of Necromancers, this kind of magic that plays with the souls of the dead is a feared existence after all.

“But some clerics in the church are also very good at dealing with the undead. Those guys may have already known that you have… the ability to control the undead.”

Cheryl tried not to look at the mark on Joshua’s palm.

The imprint exudes a dim breath of death, and she feels suffocated just by looking at it.

After becoming a judge, life is so troublesome, she began to become more and more neurotic, and any objects with ominous meaning placed in front of her eyes would shake her inner peace.

“I don’t plan to let the banshees play in person, but their voices will not be absent.”

When Qiao Xiu stretched out his hand, a daytime banshee appeared behind Qiaoxiu. These four daytime banshees have become similar The existence of the maid in Hearthstone Tavern.

Even Mrs. Marina sometimes needs to use their power to clean the whole tavern.

The daytime banshee handed Joshua a pitch-black original spar.

“Their… voices?”

Cheryl saw the transparent undead behind Josh take a step back, even if they exuded a kind of holy light power.

Inquisitors are very taboo against such creatures that can carry out mental attacks… This can also be regarded as Cheryl’s occupational disease.

“The daytime banshees don’t wailing,

but their sisters have the skill of dying and wailing. This original spar records her sister’s voice.” Joshua said.

“You… recorded the voice of the Wailing Banshee into the original spar? Like… the song of the frost elf?”

Cheryl looked at the chaos demon in front of her in a daze.

“Of course, this is the world’s first record of the Wailing Banshee, do you want to try it out?”

Joshua only needs to input magic power into this dark original spar, and the penetrating sound will echo in the Inside the whole room.

“I don’t think the sound recorded through the original spar can affect my consciousness.”

Cheryl has encountered the Wailing Banshee. For this undead creature, screaming is just a means of casting spells. Mobilize magic to carry out a ‘spiritual’ attack.

“You can experience it.”

Joshua put the dark original spar on the desk, and Ciri covered her ears wisely.

“If the judges will be repelled by ordinary screams…”

Before Cheryl finished speaking, Joshua put the magic power into the original spar.

The voice recorded in the original spar reverberated in the entire study at this moment.

The sound was just as Cheryl expected, but it was a very ordinary female scream, with some whimpering and whining.

The ‘staff’ has no magic power given by the caster, just an ordinary wooden root, and the same is true for the scream of the Wailing Banshee.

The screaming sound made Cheryl a little distracted, but it was too monotonous compared to those frantic whispers.

Cheryl’s thought only lasted for less than ten seconds, and the sound from the original spar was no longer a monotonous scream. The same screams overlapped and began to repeat at a very high frequency.

Joshua covered her ears and stared at Cheryl in front of her. Ten seconds ago, she could still listen to the first singing of the Wailing Banshee with a calm expression on her face, but at this moment, the expression on Cheryl’s face had begun to appear a little distorted. .

In the first ten seconds of this audio, a lady banshee was playing solo, and in the latter part, it turned into a chorus, or a chorus with thousands of people.

The screams began to repeat at an extremely uncomfortable frequency. When Joshua made this audio, it was no less than scratching the blackboard with his fingernails, which made people horrified.

“Stop!”

Cheryl had already begun to have an uncomfortable reaction. Just an ordinary woman wailing in her ear, Cheryl might give her a punch to shut her up.

But there were thousands, or even tens of thousands, who kept repeating the same sound, so there was only one thing Cheryl wanted to do…

that is, that sharp long sword cut off the necks of all the creatures present.

The inner turmoil stimulated the killing intent of the former Inquisitor, when Joshua stopped the magic input and stopped this strange audio.

Cheryl had already covered her ears and retreated to the corner to sit down.

Judging from the twisted expression on her face, the side effects of the Inquisitor’s power had flooded her consciousness.

“Eat these, I think you should feel better.”

Joshua picked up some fruits on the desk and handed them to Cheryl, who was curled up in the corner with a trembling body.

The audio just now has seriously polluted her spirit.

“What the hell is going on with that voice…”

Cheryl grabbed the fruit that Joshua handed over and didn’t eat it, UU reading www.

sonicmtl.com Her mind was filled with all kinds of cruel thoughts, and those malicious whispers kept ringing in her ears.

Cheryl, who was a little nervous, opened the magic net, and at the same time opened the voice of Nolan and the caster forum.

The soft and quiet singing from the frost elf Tailin, as well as some interesting comments and funny expressions on the magic web forum, made Cheryl feel a little happy and slowly recovered from the state of mental breakdown.

“I just played the horns of a banshee repeatedly, at a very short frequency.”

“I…don’t want to hear it a second time.”

This was Cheryl’s only comment on the record just now, she was finishing eating After Joshua handed over the fruit, he reluctantly regained his body’s intuition, and slowly stood up against the wall.

“Other heretic judges wouldn’t want to hear a second time, but unfortunately… If there was still a whole Crusader team stationed in that church, maybe Miss Banshee would be able to have a meal today.” Qiao Xiu Say.

[End of this Chapter]