In the central tent, Helai Jiaohu and other leaders were still anxiously waiting for news.
When the horn sounded, these leaders immediately stuffed their ears with soft cloth, and as for the subsequent drumbeats, they dared not listen at all.
The power of the wizards was well known to them. Though usually these mad wizards were more focused on dispelling the agitation brought by the Blood Evil Power, just like now, if these wizards really decided to take action, their understanding of the Blood Evil Power would become the most formidable weapon.
They could even kill invisibly.
The more people a powerful sorcerer kills, the less they can resist these wizards, just because the Blood Evil Power, regarded by these sorcerers as strength, is instead the most powerful weapon of the wizards.
"They've started chanting! They're actually chanting spells!"
Even with his ears blocked, Helai Jiaohu realized the progress of the wizards' attack when he felt his body becoming somewhat drowsy.
