YM778.TV Chapter 189
Chapter 189
As a former executioner of the Holy Church for so many years, Cheryl knew what sort of creatures she needed to be afraid of.
Apart from the giant dragons that all the weaker creatures feared, what the inquisitors hated the most would be the undead banshees.
“The singing of the banshees is indeed a good choice. I’ve used that sort of method to take care of the Holy Church’s inquisitors before.”
Joshua displayed the imprint on his palm. Of the undeads from the Duke of Bones’ forest, several had tasted the flesh of inquisitors before.
But, on the release day for the ‘Goblins vs Gnomes’ expansion, Joshua would not be able to summon the subordinates of the Duke of Bones, the banshees, like an idol group and have them perform.
Even though there exists a Necromancy Association in Norland, a magic that toyed with the soul of the deceased remains to be something that instills fear upon others.
“But, there are clergies in the Holy Church that are specialized in dealing with the undead. It might be possible that... those people already knew you possess the ability to control the undead.”
Cheryl tried her best to not look at the imprint on Joshua’s palm.
The dark aura of death emitted from that imprint was enough to make him feel like suffocating from a single glance.
This was the troublesome life brought upon from becoming an inquisitor. Cheryl became much more on the edge. Anything that brings upon an ominous feeling to her would destabilize her heart.
“I’m not planning to have the banshee ladies appear personally. But, their voices will be present.”
Once Joshua raised his hand, four Day Banshees appeared behind him. The four Day Banshees had become existences akin to maids of the Hearthstone Tavern.
At times, even Mrs. Melina would need their help cleaning up the tavern.
A Day Banshee handed a pitch-black originium crystal to Joshua.
“Their... voices?”
When Cheryl saw the four semi-transparent undeads appearing behind Joshua, she took a step back. Even though they were emitting the power of the Holy Light, it didn’t change what they were.
Inquisitors were extremely afraid of these creatures capable of conducting mental attacks... Cheryl’s reaction to them could be said to be an occupational disease.
“The Day Banshees are incapable of howling. But, their sisters possess the death howling ability. This originium crystal contained the voices of their sisters,” explained Joshua.
“You’ve... placed the voices of the Howling Banshees into an originium crystal? Like... the singing of that frost elf?”
Cheryl looked to the Chaos Demon with shock.
“Of course. This is this world’s first Howling Banshees’ musical record. Do you wish to have a listen?”
Joshua only needed to input magic power into the pitch-black originium crystal and the penetrating singing voice will echo through the entire world.
“I don’t think the voices recorded in an originium crystal will be able to affect my mind.”
Cheryl had encountered Howling Banshees before. To those undead creatures, shrieking and howling was only the medium for them to utilize their magic abilities. Through their shrieks, they will transform their magic power into a sort of ‘mental attack.’
“You can experience it for yourself.”
Joshua placed the pitch-black originium crystal on the desk. Quick to act, Ciri immediately covered her ears.
“If inquisitors could be beaten back by normal shrieks....”
Before Cheryl could finish her sentence, Joshua imbued the originium crystal with magic power.
At this moment, the voices recorded in the originium crystal echoed through the entire study.
It was as Cheryl expected, the voices were merely ordinary woman screams. There were some whimpering and moaning mixed to it too.
If a ‘staff’ didn’t have a mage imbuing it with their magic power, it would be an ordinary wooden stick. That principle lies true in the Howling Banshee’s shrieks too.
Even though the howlings and shrieks disturbed Cheryl’s heart, they were simply too monotonous when compared to the crazed mutterings.
But, that thought of hers persisted for only ten seconds. The sound emitting out from the originium crystal was no longer monotonous shrieks. The shrieks began to overlap on each other and echo with an extremely high frequency.
Joshua had covered his ears and was staring at Cheryl. Ten seconds ago, she was able to listen to the Howling Banshees’ first performance with a calm face. But, at this moment, Cheryl’s expression was already distorted.
The first ten seconds of this musical record was a solo performed by a single banshee lady. But, after that, it turned into the chorus, a chorus sung by over a thousand people.
The shrieks were repeating nonstop with an extremely uncomfortable frequency. This discomfort brought upon by this audio sample was not at all inferior to someone using their fingernails to scratch at a blackboard. Listening to it, one will feel one’s hair stand on end.
“Stop!”
Cheryl was starting to feel unwell. If it was an ordinary woman howling next to her ears, she could punch that woman quiet. But, when it was over a thousand women, over ten thousand women, all screaming nonstop beside her ears... Cheryl only wanted to do one thing...
... She wanted to take a sharp sword to behead all the living creatures present.
The chaos and discomfort brought to her heart caused by the screams had triggered the inquisitor lady’s killing intent.
When Joshua stopped infusing the originium crystal with magic and stopped the disturbing audio sample, Cheryl had covered her ears and retreated to a corner of the room and sat down.
Judging from her distorted expression, the side effect brought upon by the power of the inquisitors was already affecting her mind.
“Eat these. I think they’ll make you feel better.”
Joshua picked up a couple fruits from his desk and handed them to Cheryl huddled in the corner of the room with her tiny body shivering slightly.
The audio sample had severely polluted her mind.
“Exactly what is going on with those voices...”
Cheryl accepted the fruits Joshua handed to her but did not eat them. All sorts of cruel thoughts filled her mind. The mutterings filled with malice were echoing in her ears nonstop.
With her mind slightly falling apart, Cheryl opened the magic network and tapped open both the Voice of Norland and the Mage Forum.
The serene singing voice from the frost elf Tylene and the interesting posts and amusing image replies on the forum brought Cheryl some joy. Slowly, she recovered from her state of near nervous breakdown.
“I’ve only repeated the screaming of a single Howling Banshee with extremely fast frequency.”
“I... do not wish to hear it again.”
That was Cheryl’s only assessment of the musical record from earlier. After she finished eating the fruits Joshua handed her, she barely managed to recover senses to her body. Holding onto the wall, she slowly got up.
“The other inquisitors will not wish to hear it a second time either. It’s a pity... if it wasn’t for the fact that the chapel had an entire squad of templars stationed there, the banshee ladies might already be able to enjoy a snack today,” said Joshua.