As Alexander said "put on the instrument", a new scene appeared on the sea.

"Wow..."

The waves turned and a large musical instrument rose from the bottom of the sea.

It was a shining silver harp, a hundred times larger than an ordinary harp.

Floating steadily on the sea, like a ship.

Robert couldn't help but opened his eyes and took a look, and immediately discovered a strange scene on the sea.

He said "Huh" and was frightened.

"Oh my God! Isn't this Dagda's harp?

If this harp is paired with the songs of so many banshees, it will be truly invincible and terrifying!"

Zhu Da was made to open his eyes by his movement.

"What's going on? What is Dagda's harp?"

Robert explained to him: "You don't know, Dagda's harp is a legend here.

Legend has it that Dagda was a priest who had a big and beautiful harp.

During a war, the harp was stolen by a hostile tribe and taken to an abandoned castle.

Dagda went there, played the harp, music started playing, and everyone in the castle started crying.

Dagda struck up the harmony again, this time playing cheerful music, and everyone laughed.

Finally, Dagda struck the strings and played sleep music.

Everyone in the castle fell asleep except Dagda, who then ran away with his harp.

In other words, this harp has the ability to put people to sleep.

The banshee’s song makes people die, and the harp makes people fall asleep. Together, it’s terrifying.”

After listening to the story, Zhu Da felt very magical.

"No way! It's so magical.

Then, no matter what, we cannot hear any sound from the outside world, so we must put on the headphones quickly."

Robert sighed, a little depressed.

"I'm afraid, even wearing headphones is useless.

Look, those banshees jumped up to play the harp."

I saw that the seven banshees jumped on top of the harp, took their positions, and began to play the strings of the harp.

A burst of clear singing flowed out, making a "ding dong" sound, as graceful as the flow of spring water.

As the sound of the harp sounded, the banshee began to hum. The unique clear sound of the harp, coupled with the beautiful singing voice of the banshee, could no longer be described as the sound of nature. It was hundreds of times more advanced than the sound of nature.

of celestial music.

The music spread throughout the environment shrouded in darkness. Although the werewolves blocked their ears, they still could not stop the intrusion of the music.

Wearing earplugs feels the same as not wearing them, and ordinary earplugs can't stop it at all.

When the werewolves heard the beautiful music, their faces gradually became confused. With happy expressions on their faces, they fell asleep one after another.

Gale saw his men falling asleep one by one, and quickly reminded them: "Don't fall asleep, you will die in your sleep! Pay attention to the people next to you, and wake them up if you see anything wrong."

As he spoke, he slapped Chris, who was the weakest next to him, awake.

A burst of clear singing flowed out, making a "ding dong" sound, as graceful as the flow of spring water.

As the sound of the harp sounded, the banshee began to hum. The unique clear sound of the harp, coupled with the beautiful singing voice of the banshee, could no longer be described as the sound of nature. It was hundreds of times more advanced than the sound of nature.

of celestial music.

The music spread throughout the environment shrouded in darkness. Although the werewolves blocked their ears, they still could not stop the intrusion of the music.

Wearing earplugs feels the same as not wearing them, and ordinary earplugs can't stop it at all.

When the werewolves heard the beautiful music, their faces gradually became confused. With happy expressions on their faces, they fell asleep one after another.

Gale saw his men falling asleep one by one, and quickly reminded them: "Don't fall asleep, you will die in your sleep! Pay attention to the people next to you, and wake them up if you see anything wrong."

As he spoke, he slapped Chris, who was the weakest next to him, awake.

Everyone knows that this is Dagda's harp. Knowing its power, it is not that simple to truly resist its damage.

Many werewolves couldn't help but fall asleep after being beaten awake.

Therefore, there were constant slaps from the shore to keep them awake.

When Zhu Da saw Robert rolling his eyes and getting ready to sleep, he quickly grabbed his shoulders and shook him hard.

"Wake up! Don't fall asleep!"

Seeing that Robert still couldn't open his eyes, Zhu Da frowned.

He tuned some death metal rock music, turned the volume to the loudest, and put it on Robert.

"Hmph, I think this kind of metal rock music can't compete with this kind of decadent music? Let the magic defeat the magic."

As soon as the death metal rock music was played, Robert's eardrums were shocked and he suddenly became energetic.

He only felt that the music was deafening and made him extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to take off his headphones, but Zhu Da held them tightly.

The music is harsh and uncomfortable to listen to, but at least it won't kill anyone.

But if the music from outside hits your ears, it will kill you.

These people below are resisting the beautiful music of harps and banshees.

Lin Tian on Diamond Mountain frowned slightly.

This music is indeed interesting. After listening to it for a while, his mind became slightly unclear.

"There are indeed two brushes. Okay, since this is the case, I won't hide my clumsiness."

He took out an ordinary flute and started playing the soul-controlling song.

The sound of the soul-controlling song is very small, but the strange tones have a seamless quality, adding some strange elements to the beautiful sounds of the harp and singing.

These strange elements destroy the overall rhythmic beauty of the music.

The unpleasant sound of the flute made even Alexander frown.

"What is it that sounds so ugly? Every note is out of tune. How did you do it?"

The addition of the soul-controlling song caused inconsistencies in the pace of each banshee's singing. Slowly, their harp-pleasing hands began to tremble slightly.

Gradually, the beautiful music began to go astray and no longer had the power to bewitch people.

Just when Lin Tian had almost finished playing the music, Alexander's mind started to feel dizzy.

"What kind of music is so ugly and can still affect me?"

Not long after, all the banshees stopped playing the harp in their hands and looked at Lin Tian with respectful expressions.

Lin Tian has turned these banshees into his puppets. Now, they do not obey Alexander's control, but obey Lin Tian's control.

They said respectfully to Lin Tian in unison: "Master!"

Alexander was stunned, how could this happen? He lost control of the banshee!

Lin Tian looked at Alexander and cleared his throat.
Chapter completed!