Chapter 189 Pollution

"Are you planning to use the Wailing Banshee to repel the Judges?"

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

In addition to the regular weak creatures that are afraid of the dragon, the creature that judges hate the most is the banshee in the undead branch.

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

Joshua showed Cheryl the imprint on his palm. Some of the undead from the Skeleton Forest had tasted the flesh and blood of the Judge.

But on the day when the "Goblin vs. Dwarf" card pack was released, Qiao Xiu couldn't get the Wailing Banshee idol group under the command of Skeletal Lord to hold a live concert.

Even if Nolan has the existence of the Necromancer Association, this kind of magic that plays with the souls of the dead will be feared after all.

"But some priests in the church are also very good at dealing with undead. Those guys may have known that you have... the ability to control undead."

Cheryl tried not to look at the imprint on Joshua's palm.

There was a dim breath of death in the imprint, and she felt suffocated just by looking at it.

Life after becoming a judge was so troublesome, she began to become more and more neurotic, and any items with ominous meanings placed in front of her eyes would shake her inner peace.

"I don't intend to let the banshee ladies play in person, but their voices will not be absent."

As soon as Qiao Xiu stretched out his hand, a daytime banshee appeared behind him. These four daytime banshees had become like the maids of Hearthstone Tavern.

Even Mrs. Marina needs to rely on their strength to clean the entire tavern sometimes.

The daytime banshee handed Qiao Xiu a pitch-black primordial stone.

"Their voices?"

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

The judges are very jealous of this kind of creature that can carry out mental attacks... This can be regarded as Cheryl's occupational disease.

"The banshees don't know howling, but their sisters have the skill of howling at death. The voice of her sisters is recorded in this primordial crystal." Qiao Xiu said.

"You...recorded the voice of the Wailing Banshee into the primordial? Like...the song of that frost elf?"

Cheryl stared blankly at the Chaos Demon in front of her.

"Of course, this is the world's first Wailing Banshee record, do you want to try it out?"

Qiao Xiu only needs to input magic power into this pitch-black original spar, and the penetrating sound will echo throughout the room.

"I don't think the sound recorded through the primordial can affect my consciousness."

Cheryl had once encountered the Wailing Banshee. For this undead creature, screaming was just a means of casting spells. They used screaming to mobilize magic power to carry out a 'spiritual' attack.

"You can experience it."

Joshua put the pitch-black primordial on the desk, and Ciri covered her ears tactfully.

"If the Inquisitor could be repulsed by ordinary screams..."

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

The voice recorded in the original spar echoed throughout the study at this moment.

This sound was just as Cheryl expected, it was just a very common female scream, and there were some whimpering and whining sounds in it.

The 'staff' has no magic power given by the caster, it is just an ordinary wooden root, and the same principle applies to the scream of the Wailing Banshee.

Although the scream made Cheryl a little upset, it was still too monotonous compared to those crazy whispers.

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

Joshua covered his ears and looked at Cheryl in front of him. Ten seconds ago, she could still listen to the first singing of the Wailing Banshee with a calm 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, there was only a lady banshee playing solo, but in the latter part it directly turned into a chorus, the kind of chorus with thousands of people.

The screaming 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's hair stand on end.

"Stop!"

Cheryl has already started to have an uncomfortable reaction. With just an ordinary woman whining in her ear, Cheryl might be able to give her a punch to make her shut up.

But it turned into thousands, even tens of thousands of people repeating the same voice, then there is only one thing Cheryl wants to do...

That was the sharp long sword that cut off the necks of all the creatures present.

The inner turmoil stimulated the murderous intent of the original judge lady. When Joshua stopped the input of magic, this weird audio stopped.

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

Judging from the distorted 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, whose young body was trembling slightly, curled up in the corner.

The audio just now has seriously polluted her spirit.

"What the hell is going on with that voice..."

Cheryl held the fruit that Joshua handed over and didn't eat it. 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 Nolan's Voice and the caster forum.

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

"I just played the horns of a banshee on repeat, in very short intervals."

"I...don't want to hear it a second time."

This was Cheryl's only comment on the record just now. After eating the fruit that Joshua handed over, she barely recovered her body's intuition, and slowly stood up while leaning on the wall.

"The other inquisitors wouldn't want to hear it a second time, but unfortunately...if it wasn't for the fact that there was a whole crusader squad stationed in that church, maybe Miss Banshee would be able to have an extra meal today." Qiao Xiu explain.