Chapter 381
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It was a sharp howl that could pierce through anyone's eardrums. With Cheil as the center, it spread throughout the entire room.
Before Cheil turned on the audio, she listened to the Fire Relayer's thoughtful reminder and adjusted the volume of the magic net to the maximum.
The "Sound Mimicry" inscription in the magic net absorbed Cheil's mana and released the audio completely.
The wailing of a banshee?
The moment Cheil heard the first wave of sound, she knew where the ear-piercing sound came from.
Only those undead banshees could make such a terrifying sound.
The "cheat" that the Fire Relayer gave her quickly came into effect. The wailing that sounded like a disaster made the tentacles that bound Cheil's left wrist disappear.
The first thing she did after regaining control of her left hand was to hold her ear.
It worked! And it was very effective!
The Frost Spirits had stopped attacking. Cheil saw the eight Nephilic Judges in disguise fall to the ground with their hands on their heads.
They all had pained expressions on their faces. They could no longer maintain their original appearances, and the gray fog returned to their original forms.
"No, this isn't the sound I should be hearing."
Three of the Nephilic Judges had already lost control. They found a sharp dagger and pierced their eardrums, but it seemed to have no effect at all.
They still covered their heads and fell to the ground. Their expressions gradually became distorted.
Although the wailing of a banshee was dangerous, it couldn't cause so much damage to humans in such a short time.
Perhaps these guys weren't humans.
Cheil didn't want to think so much. Her heart was already filled with anger, whether it was as a prince of the Land of Frost or as a person.
What the Kingdom of Saints had done had reached a level that Cheil couldn't forgive.
Anger made Cheil raise the sword in her hand and pierce through the chest of the Nephilic Judge closest to her.
Blood gushed out from the Nephilic Judge's chest and stained Cheil's blade.
After Cheil pulled out her sword, blue inscriptions surrounded her body. A large number of icicles appeared in the air and stabbed towards another judge.
The Nephilic Judges who were affected by the Banshee's Wail also went berserk. However, their resistance was completely random. It was like the furious attack of a dying beast.
Cheil paid the price of his left arm, which was holding the sword, to kill the other five judges together with the Frost Spirit.
A large amount of blood splattered on the walls of the hall, forming a horrifying scene. Cheil's sword was once again pulled out from the chest of the seventh surviving Nephilic Judge.
Hot blood was pumped out from the corpse on the ground and began to spread on the ground.
The eighth was the Nephilic Judge who was disguised as the Amt Marshal. He could still maintain the appearance of the Amt Marshal. As he was the closest to the door, he was ready to escape.
However, the blood flowing on the ground became a fatal trap. When he stepped on the blood, frost began to spread from the soles of his feet. When he came to his senses, he had already turned into an ice sculpture.
Cheil stepped over the corpse and slowly walked towards the Priest who ran to the corner.
"Demon … You're a demon!" The priest looked at the blood-soaked Prince in horror.
"You used the wrong adjective." A large number of magic inscriptions appeared around Cheil again. The temperature in the hall dropped again. "You should say, you despicable Priest."
Cheil didn't give the Priest much chance to refute. He directly used frost magic and turned the Priest into another ice sculpture.
After doing all this, Shay took a few steps back and fell to the ground, completely devoid of strength.
The prince of the Land of Frost looked around.
The stronghold's conference hall was already covered in blood. The strong smell of blood could be smelled from the walls and the ground.
This was a scene that would only appear after the Land of Frost was breached.
What should I do? This question appeared in Cheil's mind.
The eight generals were equivalent to the rulers of the stronghold. Even if they had been replaced by the Nephilic Judges, the other generals of the stronghold might have already died.
The entire stronghold had long been ruled by the Kingdom of Saint.
What was worse was that within the Land of Frost, Cheil didn't know how many nobles in the Land of Frost had been replaced by those guys. What was worse was that even the king …
Everyone she knew in the Land of Frost could no longer be trusted.
This thought rose in Cheil's mind. Just as cold and helpless despair invaded Cheil's heart, she suddenly saw the latest message from the Flame Relayer.
At this moment, Cheil was so happy that she was about to cry. She didn't understand where this feeling came from. It was like walking in a snowstorm, running out of food and energy, only to see the light of a torch in the distance.
Cheil immediately clicked on the Flame Relayer's message.
"How did your friends react? Do they believe you? "
This message made Cheil unhappy. Her left hand was already injured. Even if she froze it temporarily to stop the bleeding, she still couldn't move it.
Cheil raised her right hand and replied to the Flame Relayer.
"No, all my friends are Nephilic Judges in disguise …"
After sending this message, Cheil added an emoji of an owl hugging its head and crying.
"…"
The Flame Relayer first replied with an ellipsis and an emoji of stroking the owl's forehead.
Cheil had never seen this emoji in the "owl" emoji.
"Maybe you can go make some new friends."
"What if those new friends are also Nephilic Judges in disguise?" Cheil asked.
"Uh … I'll kill them all. If I find one, I'll kill one until all the Nephilic Judges disappear, or until the Kingdom of Saint is destroyed."
Cheil read the new message sent by the Flame Relayer and felt something in her heart throbbing.
She didn't want to start a war with the Kingdom of Saint, but this time the Kingdom of Saint was really in the wrong. She wouldn't allow those Nephilic Judges to appear in the Land of Frost again.
She couldn't tolerate it either … Since those guys from the Kingdom of Saint didn't know how to restrain themselves, as the prince of the Land of Frost, Cheil had to teach them a bloody lesson instead of staying here in despair.
"Your Highness!"
At this moment, a voice came from outside the door. A strong man who was two meters tall opened the door. He was slightly shocked to see the scene in the conference room, but he smiled in surprise when he saw Cheil sitting in the hall.
"Marshal Amt? No … "Cheil played the" cheat "sent by the Flame Relayer again.
The other party only thought the voice was very unpleasant to hear, but he didn't show any signs of madness. Cheil finally relaxed. This was the real Marshal Amt! He wasn't dead!
"Your Highness, I'm here to warn you that someone in the fortress has betrayed us. There might be demon spies in the fortress! I was locked up in the dungeon by a group of guys when I was resting. However, they underestimated the physique of us southerners. "
Marshal Amat walked into the hall and looked at the blood-soaked hall. Then, he looked at the ice sculpture not far away. It was an ice sculpture that looked exactly like him.
"Marshal Amt, I'm sorry to tell you that it wasn't the demons who threw you into the dungeon. It was the Kingdom of Saint."
Cheil stood up and slowly walked to the seat that the chief commander of the stronghold should sit on. After a moment of silence, he sat there.
"Our country is not only threatened by the demons, but also by the Kingdom of Saint."
"The Kingdom of Saint?"
Marshal Amt seemed to have noticed something unusual from the statue and the corpse on the ground.
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