Chapter 143 Chanting a mantra for a monthly ticket]
What does Wu Shiyu's words mean? Xue Ba and the others can't quite understand. The space is changing?
"This is a ritual." Gu Jun could understand, because of the same weird perception, as if the surroundings were distorting, as if he was about to leave his body and enter a delusion that was neither an illusion nor a dream. "The howling was reciting a mantra."
, those winged creatures are performing rituals, and our spiritual soul is being sucked away..."
Yes, take it away and it is not the space that is distorted, it is their souls.
But if this ritual cannot be interrupted and allowed to complete, their souls may be annihilated or thrown into some illusion or dream.
And their bodies will just become a delicious meal on the ghoul's plate.
After Gu Jun thought about this, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, but the more times like this, the more he needs to calm down.
"Let's go back to the car!" Xue Ba said repeatedly, the muscles on his square face tensed, "rush out of this forest!"
Although it was foggy, the armored vehicle parked not far behind them. Once it rushed up and left at full speed, the winged creatures could not stop it.
"No." Gu Jun stopped everyone. If he hadn't read the report of the Fire Phoenix team's incident that year, he would have agreed to this approach. However, the members of the Fire Phoenix were also shrouded in such a fog, and the more they walked, the more chaotic they became. Only those at the end
Those who stayed where they were survived.
"Illusions can lead us in the wrong direction, just like a mirage. Even if we get in the car, we may not actually get in it. The ritual has already affected our spirit." He said while thinking.
"But..." Uncle Dan became anxious, "Ajun, how to deal with it?"
The current situation was completely beyond their expectations before setting off. The air was already stagnant, and it became increasingly difficult for them to breathe.
"Fuck." Lou Xiaoning didn't care so much, stared at his left eye, pulled the muzzle of the heavy machine gun into the night sky, and kept shooting at those dark creatures, bang bang bang!
There was no time left to think about it, so Gu Jun immediately made a decision. At this time, he could not retreat, the only way was to fight.
The power of a spell can be broken by using spells.
The spell he is most familiar with is still related to the variant words, Son of Iron, Son of Doom, but when he recited the words composed of jumbled letters just now, he felt more deeply every time he recited it, as if something was reviving, as if it was also a wave of life.
The inherent strength...
This feeling started after he saw the photo of the stone statue.
He didn't know what the reason was. His mother was a member of that cult. Maybe there was already that imprint in his genes.
Or perhaps, there is a direct relationship between the Old Ones that the Sons of Doom believe in and the Old Ones that the cult worships...
"Shigure, give me your spirit, just like you did during training, and we will chant those words together again."
If the enemy doesn't like it, it will definitely do some harm to the enemy.
Even if it was the second time he recited it just now, it was not particularly smooth, and it did not exert much effect on the power of chaos.
"Oh." Wu Shiyu sighed helplessly, "That's just trying your best. It's what I'm personally the worst at..."
Her original duty was to monitor his mental state, and she was not involved in it, but she knew she had no other choice now.
"After fighting for your life, go back and drink the delicious soup." Gu Jun went to hold her hand, and Wu Shiyu suddenly frowned in pain, still feeling like he was holding a scalpel.
Their plan seemed to be heard by the whisper, the howls in the mountains became more urgent, and some winged creatures in the night sky swooped down.
Bang bang bang! Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning and Uncle Dan pulled the triggers to cover the two of them, but the firepower was becoming more and more reluctant.
The surrounding night fog became increasingly blurry, and everyone felt that they were getting lighter and lighter, their hands and feet were gradually losing consciousness, and their entire figures would fly away at any time.
The strange patterns formed by those winged creatures in the night sky were like a vortex, sucking them away.
"Hmm." At the same time, Wu Shiyu did not resist the pain, but calmly felt and accepted it. This was also one of their previous special training contents. Holding hands like this, the rubbing sensation brought by the palms also made her feel
It is more closely connected with Gu Jun's supersensory perception.
Just like she did during the special training, she relaxed her heart, closed her eyes, and had no other thoughts, no matter what the situation was around her, whether it was day or night, safe or dangerous.
She entered a colorful world, letting herself flow through all kinds of chaotic and strange shapes, lines, lights and shadows, and letting Gu Jun's spirit lead her in the direction. She felt like she was sitting on a winding and winding super road in the amusement park.
It’s a long slide. It’s up to you how you slide next and where your destination is.
However, there are really many strange and weird giant shadows around.
"Come on..." Gu Jun concentrated on recalling the stone statue in the photo, the indescribable geometric lines, the exquisite and strange craftsmanship...
One of the hallucinations triggered when he saw the statue for the first time appeared before his eyes again, that magnificent and inexplicable underwater palace.
r'lyeh, r'lyeh
r'lyeh, r'lyeh
He seemed to have a dream in an instant. In the dream, he was walking on a stone path somewhere in the palace. There were huge stone pillars all around, covered with dirty green slime like the fluid of a giant's corpse, making the stone pillars and
The strange words on the walls of the surrounding buildings are hard to covet.
Just under this palace, there seems to be an abyss deeper than the seabed, and an indescribable sound is faintly heard... Is that a sound...
Is there a certain ancient existence known as the Old Ones sleeping there...
Its appearance can barely be expressed by humans as that of that stone sculpture?
Gu Jun suddenly understood this part of the sentence, r'lyeh, Raleye, this is the name of the palace.
He still didn't know what the whole sentence meant, but he had a vague feeling that he might be able to catch a glimpse of the Lord of R'lyeh in his dream.
Bang bang bang! Xue Ba and the others were still shooting at the increasingly turbulent winged creatures, blocking their obstruction and dragging them to complete the ritual. The three of them also paid attention to Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu from the corner of their eyes. They knew that the two of them had
He had supersensory perception, but he didn't understand why the two of them were silent. They were a little impatient, but they didn't dare to rush.
At this time, Gu Jun's face finally changed from calm to the same as when he was at the altar in the foreign world, like delirium, like madness, but also extremely cold.
"ph'nglui mglw'nafh"
Gu Jun suddenly started chanting toward the night sky, his voice was hoarse, but very smooth, with a fanaticism that even he himself was not aware of, just like the fanaticism in his mother's eyes. His chanting voice was sometimes low, sometimes low.
It was high-pitched, almost completely consistent with the sound wave lines on the wrinkled paper.
Xue Ba and the others were surprised to notice that something strange appeared on Wu Shiyu's beautiful and calm face with his eyes closed.
"cthulhu r'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!!"
As Gu Jun shouted the last syllable of that sentence, the surrounding scene suddenly changed dramatically.