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However, Sartre and Siosande were still there secretly assessing Aaron's identity, but Horace and the others had already gone straight to the battlefield.

Yes, it can be said to be a battlefield.

In a furious state, Annie waved her tentacles arrogantly, violently knocking everything around her away.

Not to mention the houses on both sides of the street, even the reinforced stone bricks underfoot were lifted up, exposing patches of ugly land.

The ground was in mess.

The flying debris is very powerful under the huge force of the tentacles. If it falls on an ordinary person, it can create a bloody hole.

As a result, many lurking figures quietly retreated in the utility room of the collapsed building.

Even Aaron could hear a few exclamations that stopped abruptly.

Apparently, some melon-eaters were attacked by UFOs.

Not to mention anything else, at least Anne's venting caused the number of eyes to be reduced a lot.

After all, everyone is observing in secret just to pick up the slack.

If he hadn't taken advantage, he would have died here inexplicably...

That's really a big joke.

However, with Annie's rage, Aaron's pressure suddenly became much greater.

The trauma to the beast will only arouse its ferocity, and this is also suitable for Anne who can no longer be called a human being.

The originally gray-white tentacles were now quietly coated with a layer of pitch-black luster, glowing with a metallic color, as cold and hard as steel.

What made Aaron frown even more was that countless ink-colored mist actually emerged from these tentacles, disappearing into the air as the tentacles swayed.

That's a cult vibe.

And Aaron is not naive enough to think that these cult atmospheres will dissipate so easily.

As the cult atmosphere evaporated, the surrounding environment also began to undergo subtle changes.

Although it has not reached the level of changing the environment, Aaron is already a little impatient.

No matter how hard he tried to suppress it, there was still a steady stream of thoughts popping up in his mind.

These thoughts sprung up like mushrooms, trying to occupy his mind and interfere with his train of thought.

Although there was no strange sound now, Aaron already felt as if he had entered a duck farm, as if he could hear countless quacking noises.

"Calm down, I can't help you with this. Think about the mechanism of Dream Whisper." Ruosiqia reminded lightly, "By the way, in the future, those Silver-level cultists will also have similar abilities and will be promoted to Silver level." They can be considered as mobile cult aura storage, you have to adapt."

If the bronze level can be regarded as the dividing point between mortals and extraordinary people, then the silver level can be regarded as another dividing point between extraordinary people.

Extraordinaries who have talisman inscriptions, who can summarize and sublimate the extraordinary aura, can almost crush those of the bronze level.

In fact, there are ways to enable the Black Iron level to challenge the Bronze level.

After all, from a certain perspective, the difference in strength between the two is not as big as imagined. At most, it is just the difference between one ant and two ants.

However, the difference between the bronze level and the silver level is far beyond the analogy of ants.

It's more like going straight from addition to multiplication.

If the latter takes a step forward in an understatement, the former may need to work twice as hard.

Of course, for cultists, condensed sigil inscriptions and matching extraordinary cards are the best tools and carriers to store the aura of the cult.

For Silver-level cultists, the aura of the cult itself can often become a weapon.

The cult aura can activate the desires and fantasies in other people's hearts to the greatest extent, not to mention that during the battle, it is completely unable to suppress the thoughts that are ready to move in the heart.

In fact, many extraordinary beings were accidentally contaminated during battles with cultists.

After being polluted by the aura of the cult, I still want to get rid of it...

You can imagine how difficult it is.

Only a very small number of people have such ability, and most methods can only temporarily remove excessive cult aura from the body.

Once contaminated, it is almost difficult to eradicate.

And once it breaks out, it almost means that you will have to fight against the aura of the cult for a lifetime from now on - which means that the aura of the cult has completely invaded the body and integrated into the power system and cognition.

In this world, the source of all power comes from cognition.

Once the cognition is disturbed, the impact on extraordinary people can be imagined.

This is also one of the reasons why those people who eat melon dispersed in a hurry.

Now that they all know the general main role in this matter, it doesn't matter whether they know the process or not.

Presumably, it won't be long before the news that another cult incident broke out in Leiden City will spread throughout the Algrant Kingdom at an uneven speed, and will also fall into the hands of some interested people.

Of course, for people who eat melons, they can just pat their butts and leave.

As for Aaron, trying to sneak away under Annie's nose was just a daydream.

At this time, there were a total of more than ten tentacles wrapped around Annie's body, of which five or six tentacles were entangled with the earth and stone arm that firmly protected Aaron.

Among the remaining ones, one or two are responsible for entangling Alice and Garcia, and four or five are used to fight against Aaron.

For a moment, Annie's tentacles came out.

At this time, there was a loud shout.

A stream of light blue light shot straight towards Annie from the other end like lightning.

The speed of light was so fast that Aaron didn't even have time to react. He only felt a whoosh and saw an arrow cluster on Annie's ugly octopus forehead.

Yes, an arrow cluster.

Because this arrow is really too thick, almost as thick as an ordinary human finger.

The shot hit the unsuspecting Annie on the head, and a cloud of lavender blood mist directly exploded, causing Annie to lean back a few points in pain and almost fall to the ground.

"court death!"

It wasn't until the arrow hit Annie that Horace's roar came from behind Aaron.

Aaron turned around subconsciously and saw him standing not far away holding a huge blue long bow.

The ice-blue extraordinary aura lingered around him, and the fluctuations after the activation of extraordinary abilities still remained in his body, which was a bit frivolous, as if he had paid a high price.

Obviously, this arrow was made by him.

As he shot the arrow, the silver-level servants also activated their extraordinary abilities and rushed towards Annie without even looking at Aaron.

Aaron was startled for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Alice, who was in a bad state, and then at Garcia, who had almost lost all his sanity and was about to step forward.

He couldn't help but make calculations in his mind, his eyes flashing.

Looking at this posture, Horace is trying to steal someone's head...