The entire mountain stream was shaking. This shaking was not like an earthquake, but more like the pulse trembling of some excited life.
He felt as if they were suddenly thrown into the stomach of some giant beast...
Even if the attribute is high enough, but the distance is too close, the spirit is still inevitably affected...
He became uncontrollably anxious and nervous, and seemed extremely restless, as if he was suffering from some kind of painful torture.
"Lord-level aberrations" are the things that the fallen races are most reluctant to encounter. Generally speaking, they can feel the powerful mental fluctuations even if they are one or two kilometers away, and they will avoid them.
However, this time, no one knew what was going on with this "Lord-level Abnormality", and they didn't really feel it until it suddenly exploded.
However, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Barton with a serious face, and he couldn't help but shouted:
"Barton, use your evil... great existence statue to think of a solution!"
At this time, what he didn't notice was that in Patton's eyes, there was a not very conspicuous incandescent light surging.
This incandescent light had very similar properties to the shells that had exploded on them before.
At this moment, after hearing the shouting, Barton said in a deep voice:
"Protect the survivors. They are too weak and may be killed by this mental interference."
No one refuted this point, because once the "survivors" died here, even if they escaped, they would be killed by Colin's artillery in a short while.
Those outsiders are just as disgusting as these "miracle lives".
Immediately, the Sons of Crimson took the initiative to step forward and provide mental protection for the unconscious survivors.
Then I prayed in my heart that these little pieces of trash would not die suddenly at such a critical moment.
After a pause, he added: "Give me some 'sacrifice'."
After a brief hesitation, whether it was the Cyclops, the Crimson Sons, or even the ghouls, they took out more than a hundred of their seriously injured compatriots and threw them out.
They were caught off guard by the Lord's mutants and if they were a little slow, they would be wiped out, so they didn't dare to delay at all.
As of now, the real body of this lord-level mutant has not appeared yet. It seems that it was in some kind of sleeping state and was accidentally disturbed and then woke up.
But it's an opportunity anyway...
Seeing that the sacrifice was in hand, Barton took out the tattered statue and recited the words of prayer.
After a while, a force that seemed to come from the deep sea appeared. Above the sky, a large number of dark clouds gathered, and lightning flashed from time to time. The air pressure immediately dropped and became dull.
But compared to the mental interference of the Lord-level Aberration, this dullness is nothing...
The next second, as Patton shouted, a strong wind came whistling and blew away the uncomfortable mental interference.
Barton held the statue high, trying to further stimulate its power and send lightning crashing down upon the area.
However, even after absorbing sufficient sacrifices, the lightning still did not come.
Not only that, the dark clouds that had gathered not only failed to bring down thunder and lightning, but became thinner and seemed like they would disperse at any time.
Snap...