The necromancer's eyes suddenly flickered with a cold gleam, and the crystalline bone staff in its hand swiftly lifted.
"?!*%?!"
Unintelligible symbols spilled from its mouth, although Gu Ran and the others did not understand the specific abilities being invoked, they innately felt that something was amiss.
"Wuwuwu!"
As the piercing and soul-deep shriek resonated around them, no one needed to say anything for Gu Ran and the rest to know the answer:
"Howl of Fear"!
Only this ability could match the indescribable sounds of the howling at this moment.
Layes of visible sound waves radiated from the necromancer at the center, continuously spreading outwards.
"Aaaaah..."
Among the crowd, whether it was Zhao Feng, the fat man, Wang Yu, or He Jiang, all of them covered their ears and screamed in agony as the sound affected not only their eardrums but also repeatedly sliced through their souls, a pain that was enough to drive one insane.
