Plague Doctor

Blood stains the wilderness red, and the clouds of the sky have fallen, rendering every living creature wandering on the island void.

Dead grass is dying, trees are dying, the earth is dying, but what emerges in death?

The power of rituals is increasing markedly, the spiritual influence on people is increasing, and more and more people are being stabbed to death by black monsters, and this primitive method of attack is causing tremendous horror. From 109 troops, only fifty or sixty are left standing, shrinking the line of defense, surrounded by a circle of resistance.

In this mess, Gu Jun has not moved, and strangely, no black monster has tried to attack him.

What the hell happened to Gu Jun?

Is it true there's a mental struggle going on, or has the spirit collapsed?

By this time, apart from astronomical station personnel, even those commanders who still inspire morale have cracks in their hearts… the shadows have covered them, so how long can these dozens of them last? Death is not far away.

But Wu Shiyu never gave up, still calling Gu Jun.

She was most closely connected to his mental state, so she was the first to notice a change in his mental state...

Another new force suddenly emerged, reinvigorating her spirit.

“Xian Yu, listen...” Gu Jun finally said something again, but Sha Du was very firm, “Here comes the opportunity, but only once. ”

“Oh?” Wu Shiyu heard, his heart burst out, knowing that this would not be a good opportunity.

“I'm responsible for bringing all these monsters together.” Gu Jun looked around the flesh splash and his eyes finally fell on her face. "You were responsible for taking everyone out the old stamp and ending the ceremony like the last time. You take these devices, you watch your senses, you boost the power of the old prints. ”

He handed her the carry-on medical kit, and all the callup equipment was in it.

“Xian Jun, I have something to say to you.” Wu Shiyu held onto this medical bag, his eyes were a little teary, "but I wouldn't say, if you didn't survive, you wouldn't hear me. ”

“I'll try.” Gu Jun gently pushed Wu Shiyu's head and shouted to the people around him: “Listen to Shiyu! She knows what to do. ”

Because of that new power, he is now in a delicate state of mind.

While retaining myself, it is able to slightly control the dark forces that have not yet fully awakened... but this new force is also passing away, it is not going to last long and must act now... now into the final part of this ritual...

In the bewildered eyes, Gu Jun walked out to the side of the hill and shouted out the alien language: “Maggots, reshaping. ”

A simple sentence sounded like a thunderbolt, and he repeatedly shouted, his voice strange but full of power.

The wind swept through the clouds, in the wilderness between the heavens and the earth, and suddenly everything seemed to be stuck in this power.

Like dragging time and space into the mud, all of the Allied Forces' living people felt that they were also stuck, unable to move their bodies, and difficult to turn their minds... the flying guns stopped, the gunshots stopped ringing, they thought they were about to die suddenly under the knife, but the black monsters stopped...

And then all these monsters walked away.

Some shadows of the knife walked away, and some shadows of the surrounding body walked away, as did some shadows that had just regrouped on the ground. With all sides and mountains everywhere, this wayward shadow drowned the knife in the same direction, which is the direction of Gu Jun's walk.

“Captain Gu...”

“What's going on, is it his power...”

“It can't be the power of mortals...”

Grant-Bell, Polyna-Gritzman and others were surprised, but Shinning, Peacock and others didn't think so either.

Arjun... can you control these dark creatures?

Without turning their minds a few times, the crowd saw a strange sight.

Just in the open wilderness in front of Gu Jun, the shadows of the black robe came to one place, and his body touched his body, his limbs touched his limbs, and suddenly they twisted together, making unspeakable and creepy noises. It was the sound of broken bones, rotting flesh, but there was a newborn bone and fresh flesh to mix it up.

Those black robes twisted together, one, two, ten, dozens, a hundred...

A lot of people looked at the scene, but the astronauts immediately remembered something.

An alien banyan tree. It's a human.

Flesh adhesion, limb penetration, the black robe people in a single piece of shape is just like a large banyan tree at the root of a disk. As more blood sticks in, the banyan tree grows bigger, the sky rises, and it becomes a shady forest that even clouds can shield.

Less often than not, there is no single piece of dark red flesh on the desert, all of it there, all part of the oryx tree.

In the midst of this huge, alien banyan tree, there is a huge, dark banyan hole with a seat made of flesh and a vine-like step from the hole to the ground - all twisted by hands and feet. There are heads all over the tree, and those heads have different faces.

There are dead faces, there are faces of deep divers, there are faces of evil followers, there are faces of Xie Yiman, faces of Tian Yiqing, faces of Xue Ba...

At this point, people are going through what Jack Wells was going through, just looking at it like that, and the spirit is frenzied.

If you look at them a few more times, they may go crazy...

But Wu Shiyu, Peacock and others can still hold on. Uncle Egg and they all hold on. They also have the task that Arjun told them...

Hearing no wind whistle, there is only silence between the heavens and the earth.

The surprise in everyone's eyes suddenly got heavier, so they looked at Gu Jun and stepped on the foot steps. He walked towards the banyan tree cave with no expression. He walked all the way into the Banyan Tree Cave and sat down in that flesh seat, facing them like a crowned king.

Gu Jun... who the hell is this guy... or what he's turning into...

Grant Bell, they're a little bit chilly, looking at the giant tree, the tree hole, the shadow, and that's what's holding them back.

Suddenly, the banyan cave contracted. The dark red blurred flesh adhered to Gu Jun from all sides. Almost instantly, it swallowed him all over. Only his face revealed. The eyes, half bloody, half dark.

And in front of the banyan trees, in the wilderness around the crowd, there appeared countless figures on their knees that seemed illusory.

These shadows are all drooling down in the head, and some of them are headless, and there are humans, there are heterosexuals, there are rotten bodies, and there are just skeletons.

Kneeling at the forefront are the newly deceased Ploholovka, Friedrisen, Hollidy-Mart and others, among them Sheba.

Everyone has been blinded, but Wu Shiyu knows that that is still Xianjun! He's still smelling. He's still smelling.

“It's him... he's still...” she muttered, "this was his idea...”

“Wu Shiyu!” I don't know if the banyan tree made a sound or if she heard it, but she heard Gu Jun shouting: “Ready, now! ”

Gu Jun's consciousness is twisting and struggling. Half is dark power and half is himself.

This is the end of the ritual, and all the ritual forces have gathered here.

If the Son of Bad Luck succeeds, it will be made of a different banyan tree, one of its usual forms...

But now, the gates of the abyss are still blocked by his conscious power, but now is the time. Later, the Son of Bad Luck will be unstoppable...

“Now, gentlemen..." Gu Jun also did not know if his voice was coming out, feeling that the dark flesh had been drilled into his skin and into his mind. He was merging with this banyan tree and he was disappearing.

But I... can't just die... before the world is over, Lalaire has to sink some more days...

Everyone has to go back for the holidays... salt rain has some more to say, I still have some more to listen to...

Gu Jun stirred up all his strength. He already knew what to do. He opened the dreams of the Iron Son in his head.

Boom, another bright force burst out and temporarily suppressed that dark will, this is the opportunity.

The clogged wind blows, and the clogged people suddenly relax.

Now, hurry, don't hesitate... Wu Shiyu's heart listened to his voice sensibly, tears flashed in his eyes, holding a carop device in one hand.

“Print Old!” She shouted, tears fell, "Everybody, hit! ”

The astronomers were well trained and quickly formed a battlefield, and Grant-Bell and others followed the commander with great difficulty. These fifty and sixty men, together with Wu Shiyu, made a spiritual mark on the vast and distorted body of the banyan tree.

A bright old imprint struck out, and thanks to the power to which the Callup apparatus was attached, it became so strong that it hit the banyan tree.

It is not clear whether it is the whistling of the wind, the screaming of the alien banyan, or the sound of a split sky, the people have lost their hearing, and the eyes are shaking.

Xian Jun, Xian Jun, you have to live, you hear me? I'll tell you those words now...

Wu Shiyu's cry went away. Gu Jun felt that everything was melting. He felt that the banyan tree had collapsed suddenly and burst into fragments...

I just don't know if I'm a bunch of pieces.

It hurts a lot, a lot of regrets, but... the Abyss Gate of that tablet is closed and the ceremony is over.

Even the last Red Robe man walked into the stone tablet to sacrifice himself. The Lyson Society, the Son of Bad Luck, go to silence and stay in hell...

In front of Gu Jun, the scene of the scarce dream is still flashing. It's beautiful.

It's Rye Flower Festival, the flowering tree of the mountain in my hometown, Langton walks the mountain with family, Lygia, friends Peyani and others to watch the flowers and laugh. Unlike the well-known Iron Son, this is just an ordinary dream, a dream of humanity.

He smiled and saw it as if it was his own dream. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival. It was himself and Salt Rain, Zixuan, Uncle Egg, Deng Xie Mai and the others, watching the moon laugh together...

The vision of dreams is fading away... consciousness is fading away... those forces of light and darkness are fading away...

When the curtain came to an end, the drama came to an end, and it was also a theatre known as Man.