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Of course, the ability from Aaron could not make the Throat of Death say some ridiculous words, but the singing did stop suddenly.

Those musicians who were still holding on to play music finally lost their strength and froze in their seats. However, the instruments in their hands flew out quietly, and the music did not stop at all.

He turned around slowly and looked at Aaron expressionlessly through the white fog that Bals crashed through.

Bars didn't know what Aaron had done, but fear surged uncontrollably in his heart.

Everyone present was frozen in place, not because of some mysterious force, but out of pure fear.

Just the negative emotions generated by being stared directly into the Throat of Death suppressed everyone's thoughts and ideas.

My mind went blank, only my body was instinctively in awe and trembling.

"Aaron!"

As expected of Baars, under the dual influence of the golden rank and the aura of the cult, Baars actually broke free of the awe in his heart and roared angrily.

At this time, this inexplicable feeling of fear can only come from one place.

That's the Throat of Death.

But he was clearly staring at Aaron, not giving him any chance to make any small moves.

Under the gaze of a gold-level transcendent, what kind of waves can a bronze-level transcendent make?

When did he move on the Throat of Death?

At this moment, he finally vaguely believed some of Aaron's words - he had indeed underestimated this down-and-out noble.

His roar even temporarily suppressed the melodious melody, but in the blink of an eye, countless whispers sounded from all directions.

Flame, darkness, white mist, bricks, corpses, ashes...

Everything began to sing.

Although no one could understand what they were singing, they did hear a grand chorus.

Countless light spots flew out from all around, dripping water formed a river, and in the blink of an eye they gathered into a singing river.

That is the voice from the spirituality of all things, the joyous song from all things.

They are singing about judgment, praising reincarnation, and praying for rebirth.

However, this joyous song is nothing short of a disaster for all the creatures present.

The extraordinary aura and the cult aura were activated at the same time, intertwined with each other, and shattered everyone's vision into pieces.

What they saw was an unknown picture composed of countless color blocks, and what they heard was the human voice of countless voices singing in unison.

Everyone must accept this generous gift from the spirit of all things, which is the record of all the information they have carried since their birth.

However, no one can accept this kindness, and no one can bear this illusory weight.

[Recording paranormal phenomena...]

[Due to the overload of extraordinary information, it is forced to organize and summarize the information...]

The light screen silently popped up a prompt, but Aaron couldn't see the light screen at all. There were only various color blocks in front of his eyes.

The Throat of Death, which was exerting all its strength, could no longer maintain the disguise of a musician and revealed its true face.

He has an extremely ordinary face, with black hair and black eyes, a face that would never be found if thrown into a crowd.

His eyes were dull, his face was expressionless, and his lips were moving slightly, echoing all the spirituality.

The world is always intimidated by his evil name, calling him the Throat of Death and considering him a natural disaster. However, very few people know what he actually looks like.

"No!"

Bars struggled hard, his dark arms trembling slightly, trying to get rid of the suppression of the music, but this was in vain.

Perhaps because his voice was too noisy, Death Throat slowly turned its head and stared at him quietly.

The chorus was so loud that it almost filled the entire space, seeming to be praising, welcoming, or urging.

Then, Bars heard a faint chorus.

However, this unsociable music came from within his body - the spirituality in his body began to stir.

No matter what Bals did, he couldn't stop the faint light spots from floating out of his body.

This grand chorus has a brand new member.

Baars had already felt the breath of death, but he was unable to stop it and could only watch the power drain away rapidly.

This is the power of natural disasters, disasters that humans cannot resist.

An extraordinary disaster that even a gold-level warrior cannot resist.

Bals finally regretted it, maybe he shouldn't have been so careful in the first place.

As long as he kidnapped Aaron immediately and sacrificed him quietly, Aaron would be just an unknown person at that time, and no one would care about his life or death.

As long as he takes the lead and even asks Colin to send Alice away, he will have enough opportunities to contact Aaron in advance, and even be able to directly complete the sacrificial ceremony and leave calmly. When Alice and the others arrive, they will only see the evil ceremony. Residue after holding.

As long as he can be more decisive and take action boldly within a few days of Aaron being imprisoned, then the matter can also be solved. He has many ways to divert Alice's attention, and even make Tog a scapegoat.

The few people in Leiden City who knew about his plan are all dead, whether it was Tien who knew it accidentally or Colin who had been helping.

However, his plan did go wrong. From the moment Alice found Sartre, everything began to slide into the uncontrollable abyss.

The attention from the Star Tower made him have to wait for Sartre to leave. It was impossible for him to kill Aaron in front of the two apprentices of the Star Tower.

As long as they leave, then he still has a chance.

However, when he learned that Alice would become Aaron's fiancée, Bales knew that all his plans might come to nothing.

Aaron has been discovered, and he has to figure out how to rob Aaron.

By this time, he knew that no matter how clever he did, he would be discovered by the "Hanging Sword".

For the last possibility, he could only set up this evil ritual, hoping to use this ritual to temporarily trap everyone.

In this way, regardless of whether Aaron is present or not, he will definitely die!

Within the ceremony, he was almost invincible at the same level by temporarily borrowing the aura of the cult, and if Aaron was outside the ceremony, he could easily find him.

Don't forget, in theory, all the high-level supernatural beings in the city are trapped in the cult ritual, and he can even put the suspicion back on the Church of the Human-Faced Rat.

But he never imagined that the "natural disaster and throat of death" would come at this juncture.

Tion died, Sartre and Siosande refused to serve, and he was afraid of being discovered by these two people, so he did not conduct prophecies, divination or even detection.

But at the banquet, Aaron discovered the trip to the sewer, which he considered to be enough to clear away all suspicion.

Yes, he knew that Aaron was lying, but to him, it meant nothing to him that Aaron said he was not lying.

As long as Aaron takes people to the sewers, everything will be revealed.

For Bars, it's just a matter of being exposed sooner or exposed later.

However, he still didn't know where he made the mistake.

Everything has come to where it is now without realizing it.

What exactly is this for?