Chapter 430

The frenzied lord!

Hamelin Pete.

Legend has it, he is the Vanguard Commander sent by the Desert Queen.

The death of the desert dwellers will begin with his arrival.

He can drive all people into madness.

And then, complete death.

And accompanying it, his signature thing.

Is his eerie flute sound.

And also!

Those terrifying rats!

"Heh heh heh, I thought the desert dwellers were nothing special!" "They're actually quite capable, huh?"

"Too bad, all you can deal with is this useless thing!" Hamelin Pete sneered.

The next moment!

He blew the flute in his hand.

A strange flute sound came.

Everyone was puzzled.

Then they saw within that sound!

A streak of madness was contained.

And a streak of eerie aura.

And upon hearing those sounds!

Those frenzied thieves who had fought earlier now wore terrified expressions—they were actually terrified of their own side. "Not good!"

"Everyone, cover your ears quick!" Upon hearing that strange flute sound.

Long Long Wuyi and Wu Lie immediately shouted.

And at this moment!

Those desert dwellers had no time to heed their command.

The flute sound had already reached them.... Madness!

A wash of blood seemed to dye everyone's vision; they first saw that group of frenzied thieves.

Their bodies were actually collapsing.

They revealed panicked expressions, begging for mercy.

However!

That Hamelin Pete.

Simply sneered as he continued blowing the flute.

Shala la!

Very quickly!

All the frenzied thieves' bodies collapsed.

Vanished without a trace.

And those desert dwellers felt their own bodies seeming to heat up with fervor.

They felt their own fervent breathing.

A strange emotion seemed to surge out from their souls. "Not good!" Seeing this scene.

Long Long Wuyi and Wu Lie were instantly shocked.

Afterwards!

"Kill them!" "Take him down!"

Everyone's vision was smeared with a layer of blood.

They went mad.

Then!

They attacked the companions beside them.

And at this moment!

Shala la!

As the flute sound came.

Countless rats.

Rats of all kinds, each as big as a calf.

Came rolling toward the desert dwellers' tribe.

That dense, packed number.

Was more than ten times that of the frenzied thieves.

Enough to make one's scalp crawl. "No!"

Long Long Wuyi and Wu Lie both shouted.

They steadied themselves.

Wanting to command their phantom beasts.

To cooperate with them and snap the others back to clarity.

However!

The next moment!

Yet they were surrounded by all the desert resident warriors.

At this very moment, they actually dared to lay hands on their most respected clan leader.

Some even turned on their own brothers.

Some fathers and sons even began slaughtering each other.

The scene!

Instantly looked utterly horrifying.

And beneath that eerie flute sound.

The whole scene seemed like it was playing a mad symphony.

"It's the Mad Lord!" "Hamlin Pete!"

In the distance, at the edge of the cave leaning on a cane, Fifth Lengyu and Fifth Junsheng.

Both of their faces were deathly pale.

Their pupils contracted.

Deep fear filled their eyes.

Hamlin Pete.

His flute sound could drive all humans into madness.

Even into killing each other.

And that flute sound could also summon terrifying things.

Plague rats.

While those humans were slaughtering each other.

Those plague rats seized this moment.

And walked toward those humans.

They spread the evil plague from their bodies.

Instantly!

Everyone's body fell into weakness.

"It's over!"

"Now it's completely over!" Not far away!

Watching the entire valley fall into madness, Wu Xi.

Could not help but kneel on the ground.

Eyes vacant.