315 Chapter Signs of Chaos_2

The only one who could stay normal was her alone.

After the sudden "scream" of the ghost infant, all the mediums stationed in the factory became like tumbling gourds, each holding their heads and crying out in pain, their bodies convulsing like eels.

Some of those with more sensitive psychic senses even began to weep bitterly while rolling about.

In the dreary storm, with the grass and trees swaying, the sight of dozens of people crying and begging on the muddy ground resembled a sinister cult ritual—quite shocking.

The well-trained elites had suddenly lost their ability to fight, and all the evil spirits they controlled had nearly gone berserk.

It wasn't until now that they gradually adapted, showing some improvement in their mental state, but obviously, they couldn't return to normal any time soon.

"Is this why you assembled the team?"

Longpo withdrew her gaze from these pitiful people and asked coldly.