Chapter 742: The Unstoppable Whisper of the Divine
Chapter 742: The Irresistible Whisper of the Divine
"Hahahaha, the Whisper of the Divine, you can't escape it, and you can't resist it! What awaits you is only madness, decay, downfall, and finally..."
"Despair!"
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The projection of the Evil God's consciousness was filled with absolute confidence in this power!
Because throughout countless Hengsha worlds, countless beings, even during the peak era of the Human race, even Emperor-tier powerhouses couldn't resist it!
The Whisper of the Divine was a terrifying power that struck directly at the depths of the soul!
Soon, an illusory and eerie gray figure approached a first-round testing player.
"Die, die, die, die, die..."
This phantom continuously emitted curse-like whispers, each voice resonating like a drumbeat within the mind of the player.
This was a curse that felt like death!
Once an ordinary human heard this voice, they would gradually become unable to bear it and eventually go mad, then directly commit suicide!
However...
"Is this the Whisper of the Ancient Gods? Wow, it rhymes so well, the rhythm is so catchy!" The prince of rhythm games lit up, listening to the Whisper of the Divine in his ears, and couldn't help but get excited.
"Die, die, die, die, die..."
"Move, move, move, move, move..."
"Die, die, die, die, die!"
"Want, want, want, want..."
...
As the phantom continued to emit cursed whispers, the prince of rhythm games hummed along skillfully as he walked.
Phantom: "???"
"Hurry up and die, hurry up and die, hurry up and die!!!" The phantom was unwilling, almost sticking its entire illusory body to the rhythm game prince. Its mouth opened several times wider and emitted even more terrifying cursed whispers into the prince's ears.
However...
"What? The rhythm can get even faster? It can vary too? Awesome!" The rhythm game prince became even more excited.
"Hurry up and die, hurry up and die, hurry up and die!!!"
"Check, check, check, check, check..."
"Die, die, die, hurry up and die, die, die, die..."
"Aviva GoGo Aviva..."
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With the phantom's continuous variations and intensified cursed whispers, the rhythm game prince changed the rhythm of his humming more and more skillfully, growing more excited as he sang.
Phantom: "???"
Is this guy crazy?
Almost simultaneously...
"The power of Sukulu is about to decay..." A phantom leaned close to a player's ear and spoke a few words.
"What? Sukulu? What delicious food? Where? Is there more? Can I get a larger portion? Can I take the leftovers?" This food-loving player exclaimed with excitement.
Phantom: "???"
"Decay... downfall... perdition..." A phantom stuck close to a player's ear and continued whispering.
"Ah, this voice, so hoarse and scratchy, so tingly and numb, it feels so comfortable to listen to! ARSm is the best, mhm~ I want more~" Han Shui Yizhan found it more and more enjoyable as he listened, unable to help but reveal an extremely disgusted expression.
Phantom: "Too disgusting, it's really too disgusting..."
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Moments later...
"Haha! What's going on? Why didn't the Whisper of the Divine have any effect? Why?" The projection of the Evil God's consciousness quickly realized that the Whisper of the Divine had surprisingly failed to breach the minds of any invaders or cause their spirits to collapse!
Instead, a few of the phantoms seemed to be affected in the opposite direction?
How could this be?
"Hehehe, since that's the case, let's switch to a more terrifying posture! Since the sound alone can't breach the minds of these invaders, then..."
"Let's add some real things to it!!!"
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The projection of the Evil God's consciousness whispered hoarsely, murmuring in an ancient language.
In the next moment, all the phantoms transformed into even more terrifying forms!
"Whoosh whoosh!" In front of Han Shui Yizhan, a creepy squirming sound echoed.
Countless ink-green tentacles spread out, coming from all directions and converging toward him.
"The terrifying Tentacle Hell... mere humans, soon you'll face despair..." These endless ink-green tentacles surrounded Han Shui Yizhan, sealing off all escape routes!
This was the Tentacle Hell!
It was the nightmare that many living creatures feared the most!
However...
"Wow, I've been waiting for this moment! Finally, it's here!" Han Shui Yizhan rapidly stripped off his clothing, his face filled with excitement and anticipation.
"I'm ready, come on, give me a good rub! Quickly, if you don't come, I'll come to you~ Don't worry, I'll treat you gently..."
Tentacle Hell: "???"
It seems like something's not right?
Why does this human race feel a dangerous aura?
Should we wait for a moment?
"Hehehe, little tentacle brother, don't be afraid. If you don't come, I'll come to you~ Don't worry, I'll treat you gently..." Han Shui Yizhan wiped his mouth and took a step closer to the Tentacle Hell.
Sensing an unknown terrifying aura, the Tentacle Hell unexpectedly began to retreat slowly.
"Humans... don't come closer..."
"Hehehe, shout, call, scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you. Mm-hmm-hmm, ha-ha-ha, mah-ha-ha-ha..."
Tentacle Hell: "No... no!!! No... don't!!! Ah!!!"
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Meanwhile...
"Hmm? Hotpot?" The eyes of a food-loving player lit up as a big pot appeared before him. He happily sat down.
"Hehehe, foolish human... soon, feel the impact on your mind and endure the hell!" The big pot emitted a terrifying low voice, and then a pile of dreadful ingredients slowly materialized!
There were exotic beast blood, exotic beast bones, the entrails of Exotic Beast 703, and all sorts of terrifying and gruesome ingredients!
"How is it, delicate human? Are you scared of these horrifying ingredients..." The big pot continued to speak proudly, then suddenly widened its eyes.
"Oh no, I've gotten tired of these things a long time ago. Since there's a big pot, why not have something better!" Pang Gelie-laoda said gleefully, then deftly produced a bunch of golden cotton candy-like items.
"This... is the Soaring of the True Dragon? Wait, stop, don't put it in, don't... ah!!!"
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"Puhaha!!!" The projection of the Evil God's consciousness once again exhaled a puff of ink-green smoke.
What's going on?
Why is it that even though the Whisper of the Divine has taken on a more powerful form, it's still unable to do anything to these humans? Not only can't it obstruct or corrode, but...
They're even starting to struggle against the contamination?
Why are these humans so disgusting? So twisted? Why?
The projection of the Evil God's consciousness couldn't accept this!
Since that's the case...
"Then I can only unleash the power of the Whisper of the Divine's final form!" The projection of the Evil God's consciousness hesitated no longer and decided to step in personally!
Countless phantoms surged like a tide, coalescing around the projection of the Evil God's consciousness!
Soon, the projection of the Evil God's consciousness singled out a figure!
A human invader who appeared quite weak.
ID: Farm Owner!