Chapitre 212: Small Episode (1)

"Haydn’s Symphony No. 8—Night!"

Hearing Banner’s voice, Cullen froze. All the players looked over. Cullen hesitated but he gritted his teeth and waved his hand. Do as he says!

The teammates were stunned, but they quickly followed the order. Instantly, melodies of the same frequency sounded from their hands. Their well-adjusted and arranged instruments played at the same tempo.

The aether between them worked in concert, connecting into a whole. The lack of a conductor resulted in some flaws, but they remained steady at the same frequency. Every player’s breathing quickened, and perspiration beaded on their foreheads. The pressure arrived.