Along the way, many commoners slowly walked out and followed Qin Yu and Shen Qian indifferently.
"Has the power of the local necromancer reached such a level that even soldiers stationed to guard against this level of invasion have no response?"
Shen Qian's face was ashen. She had never seen such a terrifying scene.
All the humans turned into puppets, their eyes filled with whites staring at them. Those with weaker mental resilience would likely collapse directly under this terrifying sight.
"No, he doesn't have the power to kill these humans. That necromancer can only control the humans with the lowest hint. He can't even control them to attack."
Only after leaving the crowd did Qin Yu have the energy to observe these people's actions adequately.
Seeing them not attacking him, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Hello, sir. Has this happened before?"
Qin Yu grabbed the hand of an old man who was not under his control and asked.