Plague Doctor

What does Wu Shiyu mean by that? The three of us don't understand. The space is changing?

“It's a ritual.” But Gu Jun can understand, just because of the same weird perception, like being distorted around, like he wants to leave his body into a non-illusory, non-dreamy delusion, “the shouting is chanting a spell, those with wings in the ritual, our spiritual soul is being pulled away...”

Yeah, it's not space, it's their soul that's being distorted.

But if this ritual cannot be interrupted and it is accomplished, their souls may be extinguished and thrown into an illusion or dream.

And their bodies, they become nothing but delicious meals on a tray of ghosts.

After thinking about this, Gu Jun couldn't help but get a little nervous, but the more this time, the more he needed to calm down.

“Go, get back in the car!” Xue Balian's voice, square-face muscles tightened, "rush out of this woodland! ”

Despite the fog, the armoured vehicles parked not far behind them and, as soon as they rushed up and left at full speed, the winged creatures could not be stopped.

“No," Gu Jun called everyone. If he hadn't read the report of the incident in the Fire Phoenix Squad, he would have agreed to this approach. However, the members of Fire Phoenix were also covered in such mist that the more they left, the more chaotic they were, and only those who stayed there at the end survived.

“The illusion will lead us in the wrong direction, like a mirage, even if we get in the car, it doesn't necessarily really get in, and the ritual has affected our spirits.” As he spoke, he read electricity.

“But...” Uncle Egg is in a hurry, "Ah-jun, how can that be done? ”

The situation was completely beyond their expectations prior to departure, and the air had become clotted, making them more and more difficult to breathe.

“Fuck.” Xianning, no matter how many, stared at his left eye, pulled a heavy machine gun into the night sky, constantly shooting at those dark creatures, bang, bang!

There was no time to think about it, and Gu Junxun made a decision. At this time, there was no turning back, there was only one way to confront.

The power of spells is broken by spells.

His most familiar spell-related spells are Alien, Iron Son, and Son of Bad Luck, but he just recited that messy alphabetical word, and every time he recited it more, he felt deeper, as if something was resurrecting, as if it were also a natural force...

This feeling began when he saw the photograph of the stone statue.

He didn't know what the reason was in it, and Mom was a member of that church, and maybe in his genes, there was already that kind of imprint.

Perhaps the old rulers of the Son of Bad Fate have a direct relationship with the old rulers worshipped by the Order...

“Rain, give me your spirit, as in training, and we will recite that sentence together again. ”

If the enemy doesn't like it, it must be bad for the enemy.

What he just said, even a second time, was not particularly smooth and did not produce much of that chaotic force.

“Oh.” Wu Shiyu sighed helplessly, “That is desperate, I personally am the least good at...”

Her original duty was to monitor his mental state, not to put herself in it, but she knew there was no other option.

“Finish your life and go back for a nice soup.” Gu Jun grabbed her hand and Wu Shiyun frowned painfully, still feeling holding a scalpel.

Their intentions seemed to have been heard by the whispers, the roaring in the mountains appeared to be more urgent, and some of the winged creatures on the night sky had dived down.

Boom, boom, boom! Xue Ba, Xianning and Uncle Egg pulled the trigger to cover the two of them, but the fire was becoming more and more forceful.

And the fog around the night is getting blurred, people feel lighter and lighter, their hands and feet are gradually losing consciousness, the whole statue will fly out at any moment.

Weird patterns of winged creatures in the night sky, like a vortex, are sucking them away.

“Mm-hmm.” Meanwhile, Wu Shiyu did not resist the pain, but went to feel and receive it calmly. This is also one of their previous training contents. This way, holding hands, the sense of discomfort brought about by the palms of the hands also makes her more closely related to Gu Jun's supersensory perception.

As in special training, she relaxes her heart, closes her eyes, and reads nothing else, no matter what's around her, day or night, safety or danger.

She entered a troubled world, letting herself flow in all kinds of strange graphics, lines and light shadows, leaving Gu Jun's spirit to take direction. She can feel herself on an ultra-long, winding slide around the amusement park, then slip and go wherever she wants.

But there are a lot of strange giant shadows around.

“Come on...” Gu Junquan recalled the stone statue in that photograph, that difficult geometric line, exquisite and quirky handmade...

One of the hallucinations triggered when he first saw the statue, the magnificent underwater palace, appeared in front of him.

R 'lyeh, Lalaire

R 'lyeh, Lalaire

He dreamed as if in an instant he was walking on a slate road somewhere in the palace, surrounded by giant flying stone columns, smeared with dirty green mucus like the liquid water of a giant viewing body, making the strange words on the stone columns and surrounding architectural walls difficult to understand.

Right beneath this palace, there seems to be a deeper abyss than the sea floor, and there is an invisible voice... is that a sound...

There, do you just fall asleep in the ancient existence of someone called the ruler of the old days...

It looks like humans can barely express themselves as that stone sculpture?

Gu Jun suddenly came back to understand this part of the sentence, R 'lyeh, Lalaire, which is the name of the palace.

What the whole phrase means is still unclear, just a hint, which may give you a glimpse into the dream of Lord Lalaire.

Boom, boom, boom! Sheba's three men are still shooting at the increasingly fierce wing creatures, blocking their obstruction and dragging them through the ceremony. The three men's eyes also looked out for Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu. They knew that they had super senses, but did not understand why they were silent. Some were anxious, but did not dare to rush.

At this time, Gu Jun's face finally changed from calm to like it did at the altar of the alien world, seemed delirious, frenzied, and unusually cold.

“Ph 'ngluimglw 'nafh”

Gu Jun suddenly chanted to the night sky, his voice was dull, but he was very fluent, carrying a fanaticism that he didn't even perceive, like the fanaticism in his mother's eyes. His chanting was sometimes low and sometimes high, almost perfectly matching the sonic lines on the wrinkle paper.

Xue Ba were surprised to note that at this time, there was also a strange appearance on the face of Xiu Mei, where the rain was silent.

“CthulhuR 'lyehwgah 'naglfhtagn!! ”

As Gu Jun shouted out the last syllable of the phrase, the scenery around him suddenly changed dramatically.