I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

After hearing Roland's words, the two hundred or so prisoners didn't react for a moment.

What was he saying?

However, the people in Roland's team seemed to understand—could it be that he was speaking human language?

Several nuns even applauded enthusiastically. Seeing the prisoners standing there dumbfounded, Miss Theresa even coughed twice—the leader has spoken, why aren't you applauding?

The prisoners hurriedly followed suit and applauded.

Roland nodded in satisfaction and continued to 'squeak and creak'.

Before long, Miss 'Wendy Shaw' suddenly heard Roland mention her, knowing that he planned to 'discreetly' retreat to the back and let her handle the following matters.

That's right, Wendy Shaw had to handle this matter.

Because Miss Wendy Shaw knew these traitors too well.

She knew that when things got serious next, some methods would have to be used to force these people to work hard.

That's right, for Wendy Shaw, disunity among the people was not a big deal.

The Bloodless Family has always been a disunited force, but wasn't it still firmly controlled in her hands?

Many people knew that they would become Prisoner Seeds sooner or later, but weren't they still desperately loyal?

These people would be obedient.

Wendy Shaw planned to cooperate with Roland to do some things, so she patted her sister, pushed her away, and comforted her: "Squeak squeak, creak creak."

Belinda and Vera: "? ? ?"

After Wendy Shaw left her sister, she smiled and looked at Roland. Roland bowed slightly and gave up his position.

Seeing Countess Wendy Shaw step onto the stage, the prisoners breathed a sigh of relief.

Rumor has it that the Black Abyss Warlocks are a bit crazy, and judging from the previous newspapers, this Black Abyss Baron is indeed quite ill.

The Black Abyss Baron was obviously having an episode, and he started imitating spider sounds as soon as he came up!

He even used the rhythm of a spider scratching things to create a song!

Is this person a lunatic?

Everyone was listening to you talk about serious matters. Why did you start imitating spider sounds?

It seemed like he was going to talk about serious matters just now, but who the hell knew what he was talking about?

Anyway, it made my head hurt.

Some people were about to throw up, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Now that this 'living daddy' has finally stepped down and been replaced by the beautiful and charming Countess Wendy Shaw, everyone can finally hear the next plan.

As expected of a Senior Councilor of the Twilight Council, the aura she exuded as soon as she came up made people feel suffocated.

After glancing at the people below the stage, Miss Wendy Shaw nodded. Then she got straight to the point.

She told these people that after the destruction of Bloodless Fortress, some Holy Blood Warlocks had pledged allegiance to the Twilight Princess in order to survive.

She was actually sent by the Twilight Princess.

The purpose of her coming here was not to save these people, but to kill them.

Roland's face turned very ugly after hearing this.

Roland could guess what she wanted to do. But this was not in the plan!

She hadn't discussed it with him beforehand and had acted on her own initiative. She was really disobedient!

Although he was very angry, she had already made a mess of things, so Roland could only suppress his anger and pretend to be a subordinate, focusing on his nose and heart, and cooperate with her.

Roland quietly observed the people below. He knew that someone would stand up, and then they would know who to use to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

But the reaction of the people below the stage was a bit strange.

They were unusually quiet, sometimes staring blankly at Miss Wendy Shaw, and sometimes looking at Roland with strange eyes.

With a 'wah' sound, several people suddenly vomited, then laughed and rushed to the vicinity of the hammocks, weaving sweaters with the hammock ropes.

Roland and Wendy Shaw: "?"

At this time, a leader suddenly stood up.

Roland and Wendy Shaw took a closer look and found that this leader was actually Wendy Shaw's sister, 'Vera'!

Vera looked terrified, and she said tremblingly: "What... what are you talking about?"

Roland and Wendy Shaw: "? ?"

The scene was a bit out of control, and the noise below the stage rose up.

Everyone was arguing that Roland and Wendy Shaw had the buzzing of spiders in their stomachs, which made it difficult for them to hear what the two were saying.

Well, but they could still hear some of the words.

Moreover, they were hearing it more and more clearly.

Someone suddenly said: "I didn't expect that the Three-Headed Serpent's shackles of original sin have been added to our Inquisitorial Court's 'Mark of Heresy'. What a good plan. As long as we add the songs of the Nagas, everyone will be affected. Everyone, your perceptions are all having problems."

The speaker was none other than the Inquisitorial Court's 'Lawrence'.

Or rather, Little Roland.

Except for Roland and Belinda and a few others, no one knew his identity. They all thought that Lawrence had temporarily reached a cooperation with Black Abyss and planned to cooperate with everyone to escape the slave ship.

Little Roland obviously didn't know about the Inquisitorial Court. The so-called Mark of Heresy, Naga songs, and so on were all made up by him.

But no one here knew about the Inquisitorial Court. 'Lawrence' was the greatest authority.

— "No wonder I always hear someone singing in my dreams these past few nights!"

— "Me too. I dreamed of more than two hundred sea spiders weaving a web at sea! This sea was covered by a large net."

— "So it's not sea spiders singing, it's sea monsters!"

— "Idiot, aren't sea spiders sea monsters?"

During the discussion, the prisoners suddenly saw the Black Abyss Baron Roland take out a large piano.

Everyone: "?"

At this time, everyone suddenly noticed that the Heraka witches also took out cellos, violins, flutes... and other messy instruments.

Everyone: "? ?"

People looked at the Heraka witches in confusion, asking them what they were going to do.

As a result, the Heraka witches (7 Heroic Souls) smiled and explained to them with 'squeaks and creaks'.

Everyone: "? ? ?"

Lawrence said with a solemn expression: "You are not people favored by the gods, and you are all wearing shackles, so you can't understand normal human language. Let me explain—the Black Abyss Baron understood what I meant just now.

Everyone, given the current situation, if you unlock the shackles, there may be trouble. Sit down quietly and let the Heraka witches chant a requiem to calm your souls. After listening to the gospel of the Heraka Goddess, you will all be blessed.

If you are blessed, you will get better."

Everyone suddenly understood and hurriedly sat down, preparing to listen to the gospel.

Some people sat on the ground, some climbed onto the hammocks, some sat on the beds, and some sat on the ceiling.

Lawrence, or rather Little Roland, looked at the people sitting on the walls, ceiling, and 'hammocks', and his face became extremely ugly.

Belinda's face was also very ugly.

The prisoners were all wearing shackles of original sin, and they lacked the natural magical abilities of formal warlocks. But now they could easily climb on the walls and ceiling and naturally sit in these strange places.

Those 'hammocks' were not hammocks either. They were large nets woven by the group of people who were 'knitting sweaters'!

The entire cabin was now full of nets!

Ever since that 'Wendy Shaw' started speaking, people had rushed to the side and started weaving nets!

Now the people on this ship have all gone crazy.

No, to be precise, they had already gone crazy. They had been listening to the songs for a long time.

Today was the fatal blow. During the 'execution' by Roland and Wendy Shaw, everyone 'mutated'!

Now, only the Bloodless Warlocks, the ten or so followers that Belinda had picked out from the prisoners, and Little Roland were still relatively normal.

They were the people with the strongest willpower among everyone.

Although the Bloodless Warlocks were often bullied by Twilight and Black Abyss, they were truly Twilight mysterious side warlocks.

They had come into contact with too much mystery, and their willpower and resistance were far beyond what ordinary warlocks could compare to.

And the followers of the Bloodless Warlocks were all the best people they had selected from the prisoners. Some of them were Twilight warlocks, and some of them had studied the secret arts of Twilight. They were all that kind of mysterious side warlocks.

This group of people was very extraordinary. Until now, there had been no 'major' problems.

The thinking of the others now had no normal logic, and they could no longer distinguish what they were.

But they could still have some normal logic and know what they were.

Belinda said to Little Roland with an ugly face: "Didn't you say before that this was a song prepared for the Three-Headed Serpents? Now that you've finished singing, everyone has gone crazy. How are we going to fight later?"

Little Roland's face was also very ugly, and he said: "What else can we do? Didn't you hear some people already squeaking and creaking? They've all gone crazy! Since they've all gone crazy, let's go completely crazy. Let's think about how we forty-odd people can stay sane next."

Belinda understood what Little Roland meant.

These traitors had always been a problem. In essence, they were people who had defected to the South, and they were fundamentally incompatible with this group of people. They were only temporarily cooperating because of the current situation.

She had indeed said that the Twilight Princess would give them a chance, but how many people could really believe it?

Before, a leader had said such things, two of which were:

— You bunch of idiots! Do you think they only plan to hand over a few of us?

You yourselves know what you traded with the Southerners! After you help her, you will all die!

"— Stupid fools! Even those withered blood wizards don't know if the Twilight Council will ultimately spare them. How can you stand with them? You're all going to die!"

Many people secretly thought this way.

But they didn't speak out.

They were waiting, waiting for these people and the three-headed snakes to start fighting!

The prisoners were numerous and powerful. As long as someone took the lead, many would respond in unison, choosing the most critical moment of the battle to kill the three-headed snakes and these people!

That was the best decision!

If the three-headed snakes were at a disadvantage, they would help the three-headed snakes.

Even if Dagma promised some of them could join the three-headed snakes, many would defect!

Now, if they didn't keep an eye on these traitors, many things could go wrong when the fighting started.

Belinda said, "We must all remain rational. Do those potions you gave us work?"

Little Roland's pupils shrank slightly. He hadn't given any potions; the potions were given by 'Roland'.

But Belinda saw that he was Roland. He was indeed Roland, just a straw body.

Straw Roland said, "When you saw me secretly drinking the potion just now, didn't you all secretly drink it too? How do you feel?"

Belinda said with a strange expression, "I can't feel anything... I don't know if I'm crazy now."

Straw Roland sighed and said truthfully, "To tell you the truth, I do have some top-quality herbs. These herbs were specially cultivated by my team. They are more powerful than most potions. But the things we are going to do next are no less than having people directly face an evil god. This medicine may not be completely effective."

There are indeed some miraculous medicines in this world that can even allow people to look directly at indescribable evil gods without collapsing, and allow people to be in indescribable mysteries without confusion.

For example, the 'Sacred Tree of Flesh and Blood' in the Yellow-Brown Fern Forest.

Roland's potions were obviously not comparable to the trees growing in the land of evil gods, even if they were watered with the Holy Grail, they were far from it.

Little Roland's 'blood tank' couldn't compare to Roland's either.

Although the two had roughly the same willpower, one had already stepped into the gate of truth, and the other was still outside the gate of truth. The numerical values were far different.

Now, the main body was already like this, even speaking was creaking. So, could his straw body hold up for a while?

Belinda cursed a few times in a low voice when she heard that the potions were not completely effective.

She asked, "What exactly is going on with that sound? Why is there such a strong pollution?"

Straw Roland shirked responsibility, "Sorry, I am not the leader of the team. I do what the boss says. And you have also seen that my main body has been driven crazy. Maybe you can ask our boss, that is, your family head, Countess Wendysha. This may be her method from the mystery side."

Belinda: "."

At this time, Roland's flesh body and the nuns were almost ready.

Straw Roland twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "Prepare yourself mentally. Just now was just an appetizer, the main course is coming. You should know Countess Wendysha's strength."

Belinda looked at the 'Wendysha' in the distance and said with a strange expression, "I don't know."

Straw Roland looked at Miss Belinda in front of him with a strange expression.

Roland began to suspect Belinda's identity.

Belinda had also begun to suspect the identity of the person calling herself Wendysha.

Who would have the memories of 'Countess Wendysha'?

Who would think she was 'Countess Wendysha'?

The woman's voice was extremely familiar, like a nightmare, making Belinda tremble with fear.

At this time, the Original Sin Shackles of Belinda and the withered blood wizards had been unlocked.

Several withered blood wizards were using Roland's magic mirror to unlock the shackles of others.

Just now, Belinda and the others had drunk another bottle of magic potion to restore their magic power, and were adjusting their magic power cycle.

In order to achieve the best effect, everyone did not restrain their magic power fluctuations. Straw Roland was finally able to see everyone's strength clearly.

The worst of these withered blood wizards was at the mid-stage of Tier 1! Almost the same as him!

Belinda's strength was higher than Roland imagined. She was not a quasi-Tier 2 wizard, but a true early-stage Tier 2 wizard!

Moreover, her magic power was very condensed, as if she had stayed in this realm for many, many years.

She seemed to be more powerful than those female lords around Catherine, almost the same as the 'True Wendysha' of Withered Blood Castle!

Straw Roland's expression couldn't help but become strange.

There were indeed many Tier 2 wizards in the Withered Blood Family, but most of them should be quasi-Tier 2 guys.

There shouldn't be too many serious Tier 2 wizards, but the strength of this Belinda in front of him had already reached the level of the matriarch!

Roland said, "You have taken a special potion, and your strength seems to be similar to that of Countess Wendysha. You shouldn't lose your mind in her hymn, right?"

Belinda said with a solemn expression, "I can't compare to the matriarch, but I think I should be fine."

At this time, Black Abyss Roland had already started playing the piano, and many nuns had also started playing the violin and zither.

The Eye Corner Choir was about to begin its performance, and many prisoners couldn't help but become nervous.

They were very afraid that these guys would make that kind of noise again. They felt that they were already at their limit, mentally strained to the extreme.

If this hymn could soothe the soul, then there would be a chance for things to turn around. If they sang noise, then it would probably be over.

The Red Saintess piously put her hands together in front of her chest and sang the hymn of Heraka.

Her voice was melodious and very ethereal.

People heard her sing:

["na - si - ki - ya - pei - ye - li, pure lambs, please listen to my narration"]

["Although this twisted world is beyond saving"]

["But I will bestow upon you, the filthy, true redemption"]

["na - si - ki - ya - pei - ye - li obedient flock, I will share blood and flesh with you and him"]

[". All things in the world embrace in my arms."]

[". No more suffering, no more filth."]

After listening to a few sentences, Belinda gave Straw Roland a blank look and said in a low voice, "I thought this black hymn would be so strange. By the way, they can only creak when they speak, but can they make some normal sounds when they sing?"

Straw Roland gave Belinda a blank look and said in a low voice with a grim expression, "What do you think?"

Belinda was stunned, exchanged glances with Straw Roland, and then Belinda's expression became extremely ugly.

It's over, it's over! I can understand the lyrics!

Previously, Belinda had said something like this—she wasn't sure if there was a problem with her mental state now.

Straw Roland had told her a very simple identification method—if she heard Roland's flesh body and the others speaking in a creaking voice, then it meant that her mental state was normal.

But if she could suddenly understand... then it was over.

That meant SAN had dropped to a certain level!

Straw Roland and Belinda were chirping and cooing with ugly faces, but the others gradually showed comfortable expressions—that's right, except for the two of them, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.

It really was a hymn! Countess Wendysha actually knew Heraka's hymn and sang it so perfectly!

At this moment, people felt as if their souls had been washed by the holy river, and suddenly felt that their heads didn't hurt anymore and their legs weren't weak anymore.

In this song, people felt as if they had received a sacred calling, and felt that they had heard the voice of the goddess.

Many of them wept bitterly, prostrated on the walls, ceiling, and ropes, and couldn't help but pray, following the goddess to chant the hymn.

A few people were too excited and shouted, "I saw it, I saw it! Goddess!! It's the spider web, we are standing on a huge spider web~~ So~~ squeak~~ that spider web~~ Gaa gaa squeak squeak gaa gaa squeak squeak gaa gaa"

Soon, these excited people also joined the prayer team, following the goddess to chant the hymn.