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Lin Han looked at the two Dark Envoys, his eyes filled with disbelief. The voices from the earlier conversation had emerged from his mind; these so-called Ancient Gods could actually influence his thoughts?
At this moment, the black Unknown Tentacles extending from the ruins of the Golden Immortal Hall were still writhing, attacking the surrounding buildings. The Martial Emperor, witnessing this, flicked his wrist, sending a stronger surge of sensory energy directly into Lin Han's body.
In an alleyway, a group of people burst forth in a frenzy, crowding around a tattered old man. His eyes were wide with terror as he stared at the writhing Unknown Tentacles above. Suddenly, he fell to his knees and exclaimed, "This is divine punishment! Everyone, kneel down! As long as we are devout enough, the gods will not punish us!"
Instantly, a large crowd behind him seemed to fall into a trance, kneeling down in unison. Lin Han's perception heightened; he could sense everything within Longyuan City and witnessed this absurd scene unfold.
Riding on his Blazing Fire Qilin, he galloped forward and grabbed a nearby young man, shouting, "What are you doing? This is not divine intervention!"
The young man pushed him away forcefully, his eyes bloodshot as he shouted back, "Get away! Don't interfere with our prayers to the gods!"
Lin Han felt an urgent anxiety rising within him as he scanned the streets around him. More and more people began to kneel on the ground, mumbling indistinct incantations.
They have been bewitched! Do not try to awaken them; just save the people!
The Martial Emperor spoke in a deep voice; he was currently occupied with dealing with two Ancient God consciousnesses and had no time to pay attention to the situation around him.
"Forgive us, O God! Redeem us!"
At this moment, Lin Han's extraordinary perception was overwhelmed by those voices echoing in his mind as if they were about to burst his head apart.
"Redeem us!" A middle-aged man in ceremonial robes knelt on the ground, terror evident in his gaze.
Even high-ranking Beast Masters have been affected?
Lin Han frowned deeply; he recognized this man as an official close to the Martial Emperor!
Pfft!
The sudden sound immediately caught his attention.
Lin Han hurried over and was shocked to see the old man leading the group kneeling on the ground. He had directly stabbed himself in the abdomen with Stabbing Armor, and blood instantly gushed out from the wound!
Quickly, those behind him began to move as well. Lin Han watched as, at the moment these people inflicted their wounds, black long lines emerged from above their heads, intertwining with the swaying unknown tentacles!
Pfft! A spray of blood splattered onto his face, the metallic scent of blood seeping into his nostrils.
Lin Han stood frozen in the distance, his expression dazed, until he suddenly snapped back to reality.
"What are you all doing?"
He rushed to grab a little girl beside him who was about to slash her own throat. But to his dismay, he found her staring at him with an incredibly vicious gaze.
With no other choice, Lin Han could only hold the little girl tightly in his arms, using a golden light to suppress the situation.
Boom! Boom!
The Martial Emperor's fist winds roared as they relentlessly struck the two Dark Envoys. The unknown tentacles of Hei Hui battered the buildings of Longyuan City while continuously assaulting his massive form. With each attack, golden star-like sparks fell from above.
At that moment, Lin Han exerted all his effort into operating He Tu Luo Shu to prevent more people from being struck by those gigantic unknown tentacles.
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