I Created The Salvation Organization

Although Cheng Feng and the others did not follow, they were waiting quietly at the edge, not only looking forward to the music that Shen Yi said, but also watching for changes.

Here are the fallen ones.

Almost every day, someone who has fallen to the point of being irreparable is executed at the last bell in the town. It was the saddest moment in the whole town, but it was the same every day.

As for Shen Yi, he didn't seem to be in a hurry to play. He walked towards the interior step by step. Here, each house is a specially made prison, with runes engraved on the surface, which were originally used to isolate the sound. Yes, but walking here, you can still vaguely hear the music coming from these independent houses, and the deeper you go, the more obvious the music is, bringing sadness to the whole place.

Shen Yi's eyes can easily see the people inside through these runes.

There are old and young, male and female.

The difference between them and Cheng Feng's people is almost visible to the naked eye. Some people are giggling silly, some people are constantly talking to themselves, some people are crying loudly, and some people are curling up silently. shed tears - like a bunch of lunatics that have gone mad.

Shen Yi could see clearly.

In their souls, they have been infected with the power of the evil god, even if it is only a very shallow trace, but it can also distort their emotions and cognition.

Compared to the Heretic God, the humans of this plane are really too fragile.

Shen Yi just kept walking in front of the last room.

The most depraved people are imprisoned here, and "Dark Night Soul" is also being forced to play, but it is mixed with extremely harsh voices, so harsh that even normal people can't accept it standing here.

Shen Yi clearly saw that there was a young man who looked at most sixteen or seventeen years old, scratching and grinding on the wall frantically. The harsh sound came from this, but the obsessed expression seemed to be playing. The most moving music is the same, but his eyes have become blood red, his blood vessels are constantly bursting, and the fingers are already dripping with blood, but they have sharp claws like bones...

The power of the evil **** has almost impregnated his entire soul.

Shen Yi hesitated for a while.

Did not do anything, but turned to leave.

He can easily help the young man to solve this kind of pain, but it is meaningless. There are countless people like this young man in the whole world, and he is not a hero who saves the people who need to be saved in front of him. He wants to The savior who saves the world.

So Shen Yi went straight all the way to the middle of this area.

There was a piano-like instrument there.

It has a sound range that covers almost all the known music of human beings, and the music created by Shen Yi let the music masters in God's country, only such an instrument can be played, it is created by using all the remaining psionic laws in this world. , the most powerful musical magic.

"Look at how much effect it can have..." Shen Yi put his hand on the black and white keyboard and muttered.

next moment.

Fingers fluttered in an instant.

The violent music reached its climax almost in the shortest time, and Cheng Feng outside, his companions, and even everyone in the town raised their heads in awe. They saw the storm. It's a psychic storm! They heard the waves, the waves of music!

The name of this piece of music is called "The Wind Overturning the Sky". There is no prelude, no accumulation of energy. From the very beginning, it will set off a monstrous wave with the most maddening attitude, as if it will rush everything on the earth to the ground. The sky high above, to cover the whole sky and drown the whole world!

That's right, it's just born to resist!

It doesn't matter whether it is fate, the world, all beyond imagination and enemies, because what it wants is only resistance, and only resistance, even the ants on the ground will inevitably condense into a shocking sky. The gigantic waves, the horn of subversion to all enemies!

Cheng Feng is the strongest and best performer in this small town, but even he is like a boat that can't control himself in this huge wave of music at this moment, and he can only tremble all over. Shocked, admiringly looking at everything in front of you!

He'd never heard anything like this before!

But he understood in an instant.

"This is a piece of music for this moment of despair, for this war!" Cheng Feng couldn't even hold back his tears, "It is definitely this era, no, it is the greatest since the birth of our civilization. Music!"

This is definitely an incredible admiration, because in the history of this extraordinary civilization that belongs to music, I don’t know how many shocking songs have appeared, I don’t know how many powerful songs have been born, and even some can easily destroy the earth, Reshape everything like a god.

However, at this moment, no one refuted this admiration.

Even everyone has the same idea.

- The greatest song ever!

It's not just about giving people courage, it's not just about healing people's polluted souls, it's not just about defending against the attacks of the fallen, and most importantly - it's an ultimate statement, an ultimate attitude , a voice that gathers all power, all will, and everything together, and uses it to resist the end!

Cheng Feng can already imagine.

Even if it can't save these rudimentary fallen ones, when this piece of music, which seems to represent the last struggle of mankind, is passed on, it will bring so much to the whole dilapidated world. Shock!

But is it really impossible to save?

Although this piece of music was not created by Shen Yi, Shen Yi almost handed over all the laws of psionic energy that still exist in this world to those with extraordinary vocal music and let them integrate into it. It can be said that Cheng Feng felt a little bit. That's right, because it represents the last resistance force of this plane.

It is clearly visible that the uncontaminated spiritual energy, accompanied by the music, is constantly impacting everyone here, not only their bodies, but also their souls in a gust of wind and waves.

The most serious boy was crying uncontrollably.

The music that was beautiful to the rest became the most painful noise for him, and he clawed frantically against the wall, as if he wanted to destroy everything he was listening to with a sharp sound.

But huge waves roll in, one after another!

Every scouring, every covering, viciously rolled down a faint layer of color, and gradually, the young man seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground.