The moment that head appeared, the earth seemed to tremble faintly.
Xu Nan could even vaguely see the grotesque head adjust its angle slightly, staring at all of them with an eerie, vacant gaze.
Even though that head was right beneath their feet, they felt as though they were being looked down upon by a god!
"This is..."
Before Xu Nan could finish his question, an incomparably noisy stream of muttering suddenly rang out beside his ears!
The muttering sounded like chanting, filled with evil thoughts and malice as it launched a tidal-wave-like assault on Xu Nan's mental will!
It was as if hundreds of people were whispering different emotions into his ears—those negative stories, those grueling experiences, those despairing songs...
Xu Nan fell silent for a moment.
The next second, he instinctively covered his ears and suddenly cursed loudly:
"What the fuck are you going on and on about?"
"Keep babbling in my ear, and believe me, I'll get the Million Water Army to flame you to death!"
"Fuck... this is seriously annoying... But aren't you Ancient Seven Gods a little too lame? Is this how you twist living beings? You rely entirely on nagging to spread your faith?"
His expression was somewhat irritated, but also a little helpless.
By now, Xu Nan could tell that this grotesque head was most likely connected to the Seven Blood God. Otherwise, the Blood Worship Cultists and aberrations would not have appeared here!
Emma or Stephenson had to know something.
Xu Nan had cursed aloud partly because the powerful invasion of his will had genuinely made him restless and irritated, but also because he was probing the Seven Blood God's consciousness.
Generally speaking, insulting a god would be sensed by that god. Most gods would inflict some punishment within their capabilities—gods could