Above the Freedom Auditorium, a melodious and ethereal bell sounded.

The Freedom Auditorium, built a hundred years ago because of the victory of the war, still retains an ancient tower full of green vines. There is nothing on the tower, empty... only an old bell.

For this century, the old clock has been reporting the time without any storm. People passing by the auditorium always feel at ease when they hear the bell.

The bell is still there.

This is a symbol of peace and a manifestation of freedom—

"It's nine o'clock."

Gu Shen heard a faint and magnificent bell sound through the wall. The dance party had been going on for two hours without realizing it... It was not until the bell sounded that he realized that the atmosphere in the concert hall was a little too neat and quiet.

Last time I came to the auditorium.

Although it is not a formal occasion... the "appreciator" sitting off the stage whispers while listening to the symphony. In the auditorium where the formal performances are performed, the whispers can be ignored.

But it cannot escape the induction of the extraordinary.

And at this moment... the source of the sound source is very simple...

Only the floating and magnificent music was left, echoing across the four walls of the entire auditorium. The amplification equipment and related instruments were turned off at some point... So the sound of this performance sounded particularly real.

Gu Shen suddenly became serious. He noticed the rows of seats in front of him. The "young nobles" who were listening to music, who were originally whispering and communicating, now they depended on each other and looked extremely intimate, while those who sat alone had their heads deaf and seemed to be asleep.

“…Senior Sister.”

Gu Shen spoke subconsciously and looked at Lu Nanjin, then his pupils contracted slightly.

He...received no response.

Lu Nanjin leaned against the last corner of the auditorium, wrapped his arms around his arms, sacrificing himself in the darkness, but his eyes closed and his breath was gentle...

"They fell asleep."

In the last row, Zhou Jiren's voice sounded faintly.

The old guy stretched his waist lazily. He opened his eyes, and his eyes were calm, as deep as the sea. He passed the rows of seats in the auditorium and directly locked the orchestra directly above the stage of the performance hall.

"There are many ways to spread mental power...sound is one of them. In theory, top spiritual supernatural people can spread through sounds and hypnotize an entire city."

Mr. Shu said expressionlessly: "Do you remember the third level of the deep sea trial? That is, the stage you are currently in. The method of leading many people to dream is called 'big hypnosis'. In this case, if you forcefully awaken the dreamer, it is very likely that it will cause indelible damage to the dreamer's brain."

Gu Shen's eyes were locked in the first three rows.

Mrs. Zhao Xilai, Chen San and Cui Zhongcheng... are still talking.

These four big names all have top-notch "defense seals" on them.

"Don't try to remind them... These four people are not dreaming at the moment, but it's just a matter of time. If you look closely, the space in the first three rows has been 'isolated'."

A ray of fire appeared between Gu Shen's eyebrows.

Without the blessing of the fire, the auditorium was just a little quieter.

After using the blazing fire to bless his vision, Gu Shen saw a terrifying scene that made people feel deeply suffocating... The extraordinary source material floating in the air was several times thicker than Yuandan Street, and the rich fog almost condensed into solid water droplets.

The auditorium is like a suspended pool that raises extraordinary sources of nature.

A dark invisible barrier barrier is located in the front three rows, stacked up in square shape, covering the four highest-ranking people in the dance, forming a clear line of thunder pool.

That is where the sound of the orchestra plays first impact. The further you go, the lesser the impact of the mental power spreading.

This behavior...is like releasing sufficient amounts of carbon dioxide in a locked house.

When the people in the house noticed something strange, the oxygen was exhausted.

Even though the four people had top mental defenses on their bodies, they were trapped in the barrier... it was only a matter of time to fall into a dream.

Zhou Jiren praised coldly without laughing: "What an amazing method. I sat in the auditorium concert hall for so long... Until the beginning of the performance, I didn't notice anything unusual."

Gu Shen looked to the center of the stage.

Pierre Hetingk, who was swinging his baton, was immersed in the turbulent sound of music. A blood-colored mist appeared on his eyebrows that was so rich that it could not be dissipated. This was true for every musician in the orchestra.

"That is the extraordinary mark of the owl... Blood and Fire!"

Those with extraordinary mental systems can perform great hypnosis.

But...these people's pain in their eyebrows is different from the symptoms of "hypnosis".

"Do you still remember the conclusion you came to when you interrogate Chen last time?"

Zhou Jiren slowly stood up, "The Xiao is probably not a person... His ability should be to seize the will of the target through the means of manipulating the spirit and make it his own puppet."

This layouter with unknown abilities and only exposed the great characteristics of the spiritual system, revealed his true face in the grand performance of the Free Dance.

Although they are of the same spiritual system, there are great differences in different abilities.

Pulling others into your own dreams and putting your own dreams out are completely different concepts. As for manipulating the spirit of so many people, this is a "extraordinary manifestation" beyond the records recorded in the federal genealogy.

"Is the Lucerne band completely under control..."

Cold sweat oozed from Gu Shen's forehead.

The security power of the Free Dance is actually not weak. The three schools are enforcers of the inner and outer three floors. The one who was banned by Congressman Chen and the strongest combat power of the King Hall are all near the auditorium at this moment.

He clenched his fists.

In the final analysis, I didn’t find the target person during my own review.

“Don’t blame yourself.”

Mr. Shu saw Gu Shen's thoughts and said calmly: "With such ability, you can enter any occasion at will... He does not need any disguise or fear any warning. He just needs to seize the will of the invitee. Before this exposure, we cannot take effective measures."

"The situation is not that bad... I'm not in a dream after all."

Zhou Jiren tidied up his white suit and said calmly: "I believe that the supernatural beings at the title level can easily resist this level of 'big hypnosis'... The original prediction of Xiao was that he could cause Zhou Yu's death and was very likely to have extremely dangerous title level strength. Now, his strength may not be as strong as he imagined."

Large hypnosis, large range, but small power.

It only works for talents whose mental power is far lower than that of themselves.

"I'm not in a dream either..." Gu Shen looked down at his hands and frowned.

"Don't think too much, you haven't fallen into a dream... This is purely an accident."

Mr. Shu looked to the center of the auditorium and said calmly: "Don't think that your ability is special and you can avoid this level of hypnosis... You didn't fall asleep because he didn't want you to fall asleep."

"Look at the compass in your arms."

The bronze compass was trembling constantly.

Just like Yuandan Street shrouding the host, it will not be lost by the fog... At this moment, it also protects Gu Shen and will not be pulled into a dream by this grand soul sound.

Gu Shen silently took back the compass.

At this moment, his mind once again flew out, at the end of the foggy street, the provocation that Xiao said to himself.
Chapter completed!