"Knowing only slaughter, understanding only destruction, without self-consciousness…"
While activating the "Demon King's Whisper," Chen Fan's voice seemed to probe into Protector Sun's soul...
Every word he uttered was shaking Protector Sun's thoughts.
Protector Sun's original worries and fears were being amplified, endlessly amplified, under the pull of the "Demon King's Whisper"...
"What is Chen Fan doing?"
In the Beastmaster's Space, the Orange Cat frowned, "Ding Yu can't hold on much longer. He isn't helping Ding Yu, so why is he chatting with Sun Yuan?!"
"Shut up!" said the Blind Man. "Xiaofan obviously has cultivated some kind of spiritual attack… just like when he controlled the demons before."
"He must be trying to use that technique to study the 'Demon's Blood' of the Nightmare Hall."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Beastmaster's Space...
"Wah!"
