Red Banshee's Song
Half a minute had passed since that piercing scream, which sounded nothing like a human voice.
Knowing that their companions were awake gave the three of them a little reassurance, but they still pulled their blankets tight around themselves.
For the moment, they lay frozen in bed, not daring to move.
In the pitch-black darkness, the starlight through the windows gave them enough light to make things out, but lip-reading was clearly difficult to pull off when none of them had that skill to begin with.
Zhang Ruliang rubbed his throat and nervously tried to make the faintest sound.
"What~ do~ we~ do~?"
Nan Feng and Gu Hao, who had been paying close attention all along, caught his words clearly.
Gu Hao cautiously lifted a corner of his blanket.
With careful gestures, he pointed at the door.
Only then did the other two realize that the door might once have had a lock, but it had long since stopped working with age. Now the door was merely pulled shut.
Ghosts in movies might ignore doors and windows, but a barricade would at least offer some psychological comfort. Besides, who knew whether this was something else entirely?
Meanwhile, Qin Xiaoxia, who had begun weaving the Mystic Realm, had never expected the so-called first phenomenon, Banshee's Howl, to come from his own mouth.
Caught completely off guard, he had already screamed.
As Banshee's Howl, imbued with magic power and the guidance of order, rang out, the Inscription Spell Formation on the floor instantly lit up, instantly lit up.
The magic power already boiling throughout Qin Xiaoxia's body seemed to resonate with the banshee's voice and merge with the entire Inscription Spell Formation at that same moment.
Strands of purple magic power originating from Qin Xiaoxia appeared along the edges