I Created the Salvation Organization

Although Cheng Feng and the others did not follow, they were also quietly waiting at the edge, not only looking forward to the music that Shen Yi said, but also vigilant about the changes in it.

Those who are here are all fallen.

Almost every day, there are people who have fallen to the point of no return and are executed at the last bell of the town. That is the saddest moment in the whole town, but every day is like this.

As for Shen Yi, it seemed that he was not in a hurry to play. He walked towards the interior step by step. Here, every house is a specially made prison, with runes engraved on the surface, which were originally used to isolate the sound. Yes, but walking here, you can still vaguely hear the music coming from these independent houses, and the deeper you go, the more obvious the faint music is, bringing a diffuse sadness to the whole place.

Shen Yi's gaze could easily see the people inside through these runes.

There are old and young, men and women.

The difference between them and those in Cheng Feng is almost visible to the naked eye. Some people are giggling foolishly, some are talking to themselves constantly, some are wailing loudly, and some are curled up silently Tears - like a bunch of lunatics who have gone mad.

Shen Yi could see clearly.

In their souls, the power of evil gods has been infected, even if it is only a very shallow trace, it can also distort their emotions and cognition.

Compared with evil gods, humans on this plane are too fragile.

In this way, Shen Yi walked in front of the last room.

The detainees here are the most depraved people, and "Night Soul" is also being played forcibly inside, but it is mixed with extremely harsh sounds, which are so harsh that even normal people standing here can't accept it.

Shen Yi clearly saw that a boy who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old at most was scratching crazily on the wall. Like the most touching music, but his eyes have turned blood red, his blood vessels are constantly bursting, blood is already dripping on his fingers, but sharp claws like bones have grown out...

The power of the evil god has almost soaked his entire soul.

Shen Yi hesitated for a moment.

Did not do anything, but turned and left.

Naturally, he can easily help this young man get rid of this pain, but it is meaningless. There are countless people like this young man in the whole world, and he is not a hero who saves the people who need to be saved in front of him.

He is the savior who wants to save the world.

So Shen Yi went all the way to the middle of this area.

There was a musical instrument like a piano.

It has a range that covers almost all the known music of human beings, and Shen Yi made the music created by the music masters in God's country. Only such an instrument can play it. It was created by using all the remaining spiritual laws of this world. Yes, the most powerful music technique.

"See how effective it can be..." Shen Yi put his hands on the black and white keyboard and murmured.

next moment.

Fingers fly in an instant.

The violent music reached its climax in the shortest possible time, and Cheng Feng outside, his partners, and even everyone in the town raised their heads in amazement. They saw the storm, A storm of psionic energy! They heard the tide, the great wave of music!

The name of this piece of music is called "The Wind that Overwhelms the Sky". There is no prelude and no power accumulation. From the very beginning, it will set off a huge wave with the most crazy attitude, as if it wants to wash everything on the earth into the sky. The sky high above must cover the entire sky and submerge the entire world!

That's right, it was born just for resistance!

It doesn't matter whether it is fate, the world, or all unimaginable existences and enemies that stand in front of it, because what it wants is resistance, and only resistance. The huge waves of the sea, the clarion call to subvert all enemies!

Cheng Feng is the strongest and best performer in this small town, but even he, at this moment, in the huge waves of music, is like a boat that cannot control himself, can only tremble all over, Looking at everything in front of you in shock and admiration!

He had never heard such music!

But he understood in an instant.

"This is the music that was born for the despair of this moment, for this war!" Cheng Feng couldn't even control his tears, "It is definitely the greatest song of this era, no, since the birth of our civilization. Music!"

This is definitely an incredible admiration, because in the history of this extraordinary civilization that belongs to music, there are countless shocking pieces of music, and how many powerful pieces of music have been born, and some of them can easily destroy the earth. Reshape everything like a god.

However, at this moment, no one refuted this kind of admiration.

Even everyone has the same idea.

— the greatest piece of music!

It is not only able to bring courage to people, not only to heal people's polluted souls, not only to resist the attacks of the fallen, but most importantly - it is an ultimate declaration, an ultimate Attitude, a voice that gathers all strength, all will, and everything together, and uses this to resist the end!

Cheng Feng can already imagine.

Even if it can't save these initial degenerates, when this piece of music that seems to represent the last struggle of mankind is passed on, it will bring much impact to the entire dilapidated world!

But is it really beyond salvation?

Although this piece of music was not created by Shen Yi, Shen Yi almost handed over all the psychic laws that still exist in this world to those vocal supernatural beings, allowing them to integrate into it. It can be said that Cheng Feng felt a little That's right, because it represents the last resistance force of this plane.

Clearly visible, the spiritual energy that has not been polluted, accompanied by the music, is constantly impacting everyone here, not only their bodies, but also their souls.

The boy who was the most serious couldn't help howling.

For others, the beautiful music became the most painful noise for him. He frantically scratched at the wall, as if he wanted to use his sharp voice to destroy everything he was listening to at the moment.

But huge waves rolled in, one after another!

Every time it was washed, every time it was covered, a layer of faint color was ferociously rolled down. Gradually, the young man seemed to have lost all his strength and collapsed on the ground.