I Created The Salvation Organization

The faces of these people were mixed with great surprise and excitement.

It can be seen from what they say.

In this world, it is more difficult to use a simple musical instrument to exert power, and just using a flute to walk freely in the wild is simply a representative of peak strength.

I am afraid that compared with this country, the world's top powerhouse is almost the same.

Of course, Shen Yi did it on purpose.

With his current strength, he can easily understand the power level of this plane, and as soon as he comes up, he contacts the local civilization with a relatively high identity, and can also learn more things.

So he just smiled, as a default.

In the end, Cheng Feng, the mayor of the town, was the first to recover from this surprise, his face flushed, and he greeted with excitement and respect:

"Come in, Master, we will serve you the best food."

Shen Yi nodded and followed into the town.

The passers-by who came and went seemed to have noticed them, and cast their curious eyes on the stranger, Shen Yi, and subconsciously searched for the musical instrument on him. As if they realized something, everyone got excited, and some people even cheered softly.

However, no one came up to disturb it, and it was obvious that they all had a sincere respect for the "master of performance".

This is rare.

Not to mention that in such a world watched by evil gods, even in some peaceful worlds, there is an insurmountable gap between high-level extraordinary people and ordinary people.

"Please forgive the rudeness of the townspeople, they are just too excited. Since the appearance of the natural disaster, we have rarely had the opportunity to listen to a master like you live." Cheng Feng seemed to have noticed Shen Yi's gaze and couldn't bear it. Live aside and say.

"It doesn't matter." Shen Yi shook his head, acting like a gentle and strong man, and even followed Cheng Feng's words, "In this era, it is not easy for everyone."

"Yeah." Cheng Feng showed a helpless expression, as if he was affected by Shen Yi's words, he raised his head and looked at those weird, hideous and terrifying eyes in the sky, "We don't know if we can persist At some point, if the music of masters like you hadn't brought strength and hope, I'm afraid, weak performers like us would not be able to persevere long ago."

Shen Yi thought for a moment.

It seems that they understand the reason why they can still maintain this sane.

That's right, in his previous opinion, these humans were actually a bit strange.

Even if the special music laws can help them resist the corruption of the evil gods for the time being, but the world has become like this, it will bring great despair. To be honest, in Shen Yi's original imagination, even if he saw a person who was completely in despair. It is not surprising that civilization remains with negative emotions such as , fear, destruction, etc.

However, he still saw the same rationality and emotions as normal people in Cheng Feng, and even in the people in this small town.

They clearly know their situation.

But they are not crazy.

They live relatively peaceful lives, and even laugh and cheer happily.

Shen Yi already knew the reason, it was in the unique psionic characteristics of this world - music itself would bring courage and hope to people.

Perhaps, until the day when music also loses its beauty and the whole world is completely reduced to the food of evil gods, these people will really despair.

"Tell me about the difficulties you encountered." Shen Yi suddenly said.

He has long felt that the reason why these people are so excited about his arrival is not only because they have seen a powerful performance master, but also because his appearance can help them solve the current crisis.

Sure enough, although Cheng Feng was a little embarrassed, he still couldn't wait to say: "There is indeed a place where the master's help is needed. Recently, the senses of those fallen ones seem to be getting more and more sensitive. We have made music sound and level. Put it to a very low level, and if it goes lower, everyone will be at risk of depravity, but those degenerates are still looking for them, and every battle attracts more degenerates. By now, we have been surrounded …”

He didn't say anything after that.

But Shen Yi also understood what he meant.

Fallen...

In fact, it refers to those creatures that have been polluted by the power of the evil god, a group of creatures who may still have their own consciousness, but are caught in the boundless madness and pain - this is not the conscious product of the evil god, but only the law is The collateral effects of the evil god's pollution and assimilation, according to the characteristics of this world, for the fallen, beautiful music has instead become a source of pain.

No wonder they just wear headphones, but they don't directly play external audio.

However, Shen Yi didn't pay much attention to these "fallen people" who seemed to be the biggest enemy in this world.

After all, the enemies of microbes are actually just microbes.

But in the case that the whole world has been "poisoned", healthy human beings are not the opponents of those mutated "viruses" at all, so they may be destroyed before this plane completely belongs to the evil god. in the hands of the fallen.

"I will solve it for you." After a moment of silence, Shen Yi said, "But you should understand that this change is a trend, the power of music is declining, and the probability of degeneration is increasing, even if I solve this problem. All the fallen people in this area still can't change anything, at most it's just procrastination."

It's a desperate fact, almost equivalent to telling them they're just waiting to die.

However, these people did not show expressions of despair, disbelief, or unacceptability.

They just looked at each other.

"Yes, we know." Cheng Feng whispered, "Although the National Orchestra did not announce the news, but we are also performers, we can feel that the power of music is distorting, and it will soon no longer be able to shelter it. We are."

"Not only that." Shen Yi looked at him and said with aggravated tone, "Not only can I no longer protect you, music will even bring you unimaginable pain and speed up your degeneration, even now, those wonderful music, It's not as wonderful as it used to be."

This is the consequence of the psionic law being polluted, or assimilated, by the evil god.

Evil gods are not human in the first place, and do not possess the logic, emotion, and thinking of human beings.

Their power, for humans, is itself full of distortion and confusion.