I barely had to look at my back, just looking at the dozen or so men in front of me who were pointing at me with frightened faces.

"Are you...... What the hell."

"You're on your back...... Something."

"How...... And wings. What a trick."

Pair after pair of eyes brushed down on my face, my back, looked me up and down, and the fire in those blazing eyes was rapidly dimming, replaced by surprise and horror.

And with the heaviness behind me, I felt a strange situation arise all over my body, and I noticed that the surface of my body was surrounded by a faint white mist. Look closely, these mist are made up of some very small particles that resemble chemical light mist, slowly swimming around my body, and as these fogs move around my body, I feel the sharp pain from the wounds in various parts of my body decreasing exponentially, replaced by an indescribable fine itch, like thousands of ants crawling.

And the blood stains all over my body, as if I were alive, crawled towards my bitten wounds, and automatically filled and fit the flesh in those places until I was back to the state I was in before I was bitten.

I've only seen it on the body of a wounded fox fairy.

Although I don't understand why this inverse entropy increase in my body seems to be completely inconsistent with the law of conservation of energy, I feel that my strength is rapidly recovering, and the lost strength is rapidly increasing.

And I've got the answer.

"Get out of my way, get out of my way."

"Monster." I don't know who in the crowd shouted.Everyone dispersed in panic.From a distance.Eyes widened at me.The gaze.It was completely a dangerous beast.

"You...... It's a man, it's a ghost, something." A middle-aged man close to me looked at me calmly, but in the depths of his eyes, there was inevitably a hint of nervousness.

I slowly stood up from one knee, and the blood on my body was rapidly evaporating like water vapor, releasing high-temperature energy, and I smiled cruelly at the man in front of me.

Then, I slowly stretched out my right arm, and my right hand was held flat in front of me.

The claws slowly lifted, stretching along my line of sight, and within my line of sight were the stunned faces of fourteen men.

"Give me death."

I didn't speak, but I was chanting softly in my heart, with a cruel smile on my face.

Sometimes, life turns so suddenly.

In the next moment, the expressions of all the men present quickly stiffened, as if they had been controlled by my soul seduction, and the eyes of all the men quickly became dazed and dark.

"Oh." The ten men stared at me blankly, and then all of them seemed to have reached a consensus, and they all came to their knees in my direction, and slowly knelt on the ground. Then, most of them kowtowed to the ground like mad dogs, and kept knocking their foreheads until their heads were bleeding, and they didn't stop. I saw a man frantically banging his head against the concrete floor, and his forehead was also sunken, and blood was splashing, but he still had a blank expression on his face, and another man took a pen from his pocket, pulled out the pen holster, and thrust it into his temple......

Rumble.

The sudden reversal made everyone in the window behind the cloister on the second floor boil, and screams came to my ears, including the voice of a woman.

I slowly looked up and saw the black heads behind the window on the second floor, each wearing a mask on their faces, and a pair of frightened eyes were embedded in the eyeholes of the masks.

I smiled coldly, stretched out a hand to the largest window above, swept my gaze, swept over hundreds of faces, grabbed my palm in the air, I didn't even open my mouth, but commanded in my heart to the eyes of half of the hundreds of masks:

"I'll kill all the people I don't want to die, and I won't leave a single one."

There was no response, but I saw hundreds of heads behind the window begin to move.Hundreds of figures rushed towards the surroundings.Began to fight in groups.The next moment.The room behind the cloister window became a living hell.I heard a beautiful and terrible scream.The sounds of biting, beating, screaming, and saving were intertwined into the most beautiful song of "Canon".

"Don't."

"Don't kill me."

"Help... Ahh

"Don't kill me." Bursts of screams resounded endlessly.

I didn't let everyone kill themselves, I had half of the hundreds of people who were onlookers kill the other half.

Bang..

A gunshot rang out behind me, and the accent of metal irritated my eardrums.

I turned my head slowly and saw that the man in sunglasses who had brought me out of the room where I had been imprisoned was pointing a gun at me, but his face was pale, full of horror and panic. Obviously, even the pistol could not be held steady, otherwise the trajectory of his bullet from the shot was slightly to the right of six meters, and it might have been able to penetrate my brain.

I watched him silently, didn't speak, but organized the language in my brain, didn't transmit it to the vocal cord generator, but concentrated all my words directly into the pupils of my eyes, and fired them.

I haven't proven it outright, but I have come to understand what kind of magic I have now.

This kind of hexelism is also used by the fox fairy, although she has hardly ever used it.

My understanding is that phonography is a kind of speech transmission that copies a spin of the linguistic electrical signal of the language center of the cerebral cortex, and then quickly transmits it to the temporoparietal lobe of the opponent's brain through quantum transmission.

I don't know if this kind of sound transmission has a quantum entanglement effect similar to ignoring time, but at least according to what I know, the effect of this kind of sound transmission is instant communication.

In addition, even if it is soul hooking, I can also understand it as interfering with the positive and negative electrons of the opponent's neurons through quantum signals, turning off the activities of the opponent's specific cortical areas of the brain, realizing the virtuality of the local functions of the brain, thereby influencing the opponent's judgment, understanding, and even belief ability, putting a "thought bond" on the opponent, thus producing the effect of absolute obedience. This ability should be regarded as a kind of mental weapon, similar to the extension of the transcranial magnetic stimulation technology of the US FDA.

Other mental techniques can also be explained by similar quantum signals, even the recovery of the body, similar to Catwoman's light body technique, soft body technique, and cat's eye technique.