Sound travels through the air medium, and as long as the influence is exerted on the air, the sound reception can be affected.

So, Roman silently recited the incantation, sealed his hands, and whispered, "Noise technique!" ”

This sorcery specializes in dealing with hearing Eaters, creating a large amount of meaningless noise, interfering with sound wave detection, and has a manic effect.

The sound waves spread out in all directions, and the air was filled with dense whispers, sometimes screaming, sometimes whispering, reaching Roman's ears, evoking bouts of irritation that made him want to smash everything.

He hurriedly recited the incantation silently and put a silence enchantment on himself, so that his emotions returned to normal and he thought rationally again.

But the drip doesn't have this trick, and in order to receive commands accurately, their hearing organs are particularly sharp, receiving more whispers, generating more manic emotions, and overwhelming their already small sanity.

So, the Drippers went crazy and began to kill each other, attacking everything that moved.

The crab claw drip swings its chelicera at his compatriot, and the shooter raises the barrel of the cannon, and the meat mass explodes on its own...

Roman ignored the minor characters, he whispered a spell, disappeared from his body, entered a stealth state, and circled the edge of the battlefield towards the giant salamander.

The giant salamander is the commander's mount and is equivalent to a flag that marks the commander's location.

The drip is stronger than tactical coordination, but the ordinary drip has a low IQ, and the combat power depends on the commander, as long as the commander is decapitated, what is left is a plate of loose sand, which can be easily broken.

As if sensing Roman's intentions, the giant salamander turned its huge body and headed towards the river, but how could Roman let it go, chanted a mantra softly, and finally said:

"Shadow vines!"

The next moment, the shadows around him grew pitch-black tentacles, binding the giant salamander to death, unable to move for a while, Roman took the opportunity to shoot a lava ray into the giant salamander's eye, straight through the skull.

The huge giant salamander fell to the ground in response, and Roman immediately stepped forward, put his hand on the giant salamander, and silently recited the incantation, his hands vibrating at high speeds.

The commander hid in the giant salamander's body, relying on the thick skin and flesh, waiting for Roman's witchcraft to wear off and resume command.

But Roman would not have let it get his wish, and the high-frequency vibrations were conducted through the solid and entered the giant salamander's body, shaking the commander to the ground.

At this time, Roman suddenly interrupted the spell casting, retracted his hand, took a few steps back, and the next moment, three sharp long horns pierced the belly, and a triangular drip came out.

Roman sneered, silently chanted a spell to cast a spell, and the triangular drip screamed angrily when he saw this, and killed Roman, trying to interrupt Roman's spell casting.

But Roman is not afraid at all, because the commander is hiding in the body of the giant salamander, and the fight is to let his subordinates go up, and the combat power is definitely not strong.

So he threw a fireball and exploded violently, and the smoke cleared, leaving a shattered, charred corpse in its place.

The leader died, and the miscellaneous soldiers scattered and fled.

Roman did not pursue, threw a few more depth charges into the river, and after confirming that nothing had come up, he propped up the dinghy and crossed the river safely.

On the other side of the river, Roman turns past a bush and finds an abandoned town where he sees large fields of humanoid plants.

Tiny vines intertwine with each other to form a human form, like a natural scarecrow, and they have different forms, some running, some standing upright, and some lying down...... It's like humans turning into plants in an instant.

"They're not really human, are they?" Roman's conjecture popped up in his heart, and then ordered:

"Chip, analyze genes, compare the mutated genes in my body......"

"Ding! The task is set up and the comparison begins...... Comparison completed...... Variant similarity 97%......"

"Sure enough...... If I don't activate the shield, I'll be in a vegetative ...... as well."

Roman muttered to himself, wondering what kind of energy could distort the rules of physics and create mutations of this magnitude.

If the phenomenon here spreads, it will definitely make the entire wizarding world go crazy.

The mutations that break through the ecological rules, not to mention anything else, those mutant beasts whose combat power is comparable to the Extreme Devouring Beast alone are enough to be priceless.

After a little sigh, Roman continued to move on, the megalithic oasis was not large, and after a while, the windmill was in sight.

The mill had recently been painted and was a holy white color, and the huge windmills turned slowly in the breeze.

Around the mill, the grass is green, the nameless flowers are gently swaying, as if exchanging secrets, and not far away, the stream is babbling and a waterwheel is creaking.

With a rainbow-like light curtain in the distance, it presents a peaceful and tranquil picture.

But Roman did not take it lightly, the quieter the surroundings, the greater the danger lurking, so dangerous that no beast approached.

Domain of Chip Thermal Imaging and Sonar...... Roman probed one after another, but it was useless, not that he didn't find anomalies, but that there were anomalies everywhere, and the information he gathered was beyond comprehension.

The mill, for example, was filled with an indescribable mass of objects that wriggled from time to time, but Roman did not know what it was.

Another example is the grass under your feet, which does not seem to be real grass, but a part of the body of a living being, which seems to be body hair.

In addition, creeks, watermills...... It was all full of unspeakable things, and Roman felt like he was touching an elephant in a blind man.

But he quickly stopped thinking and summoned a fireball, intending to scare the snake again.

But this time, the opponent seemed to sense the danger and reacted before the fireball was thrown.

The windmill stopped turning, and the mill door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked out.

He had long hair and a shawl, a handsome face, a well-proportioned and graceful body, and was dressed in an ancient robe.

I saw that the middle-aged man didn't dodge or dodge, stretched out his hand to pat the fireball, scattered the fireball, and then said loudly to Roman:

"My name is Marcus, I'm from ancient times, this is a beautiful landscape, I believe that when it is destroyed, you can't bear it!"

"I'm long dead, now I'm just a wisp of remnant soul, if you can fulfill my wish, I'll hide it for you!"

After that, he took a few steps back and said that he had no ill intentions, but Roman still didn't believe him, and asked with a sneer:

"What is the grass under your feet, the pieces of meat in the mill, the worms in the stream?"

Hearing this, Marcus patiently explained: "They are psychic leeches, ancient creatures, and my remnant soul depends on them for existence......

Saying this, his figure suddenly disappeared, and immediately condensed, and said with a hurry:

"I'm running out of time, listen to me first, there's a radiation from the void sealed here, and the isolation layer is the psionic pool!"

"Psionic pool?" Roman was puzzled and asked, "What's that?" ”

Marcus explained, "Psionic energy is a type of spiritual energy that can skip the execution process and interfere with the physical world, and the psionic pool stores psionic energy and isolates the radiation from the void before it can cause any more harm to the world." ”

"And the current disaster is caused by that void radiation, as long as you re-seal, everything can return to normal, and you can also get my relics."

Roman looked down in contemplation and asked, "Then what am I going to do?" ”

Marcus immediately said: "It's very simple, as long as you break the psionic pool and release the psionic energy, the psionic energy is stained with Marcus's will, and it will spontaneously look for that radiation and re-seal!" ”

Roman nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll do as you say, but you have to keep the treasure for me!" ”

Marcus smiled, "Of course, wizards pay attention to equivalent transactions, let's get started, boy, I'll show you the way!" ”

Roman shook his head and said, "No need, just kill you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he waved his hand and summoned a tornado, rolling up the white sand in the sky, and if you looked closely, it was all table salt.

At this time, Roman sneered: "Who is Nimamon? Queen Leech! What a statue of Nima! ”