If the whole world is dissolving and dying, people have no way out and are full of fear.
You won't even retreat.
You use a sharp scalpel to tear the darkness into pieces.]
At the same time as those blurry black shadows became substantial, Gu Jun's mental power was burning crazily, pouring the notes and illusions from the incomplete spell book into this dream. His heart tightened and breathing became difficult, but some scenes also
revived in his heart.
He seemed to hear them learning this little song in that magnificent Kalop Academy and those young faces.
The cold rain wet every face that became clear. Teacher Wusam is a serious middle-aged man with a meticulously trimmed beard; the eleven students, the boys are handsome, the girls are heroic, and Payani has a gentle face.
, and Langton...
"Xian Jun, that man looks a bit like you." Wu Shiyu asked Gu Jun suspiciously. After the whirlpool just now, her face was already pale.
What she was talking about was the figure called "Mr. Langton" by the caretaker. He also had the appearance of a foreigner, but also bore a resemblance to Gu Jun.
And the taste of this name is also salty!
"That guy and I..." Gu Jun bit his lip. The fresh pain and the smell of blood refreshed him, "We have some connection."
"Itoh, Dr. Carlop is here, why are you yelling?" But it was the mayor who spoke excitedly, "What do you know? Stand aside."
The mayor was actually a spiritual reflection of the caretaker, and the caretaker nodded immediately: "I was reckless, what should I be afraid of when these adults are here!"
At the same time, the crows had dispersed, the wind and rain had subsided, and the chanting on the second floor of the ancient house had stopped.
It's just that...the weird smiles of the corpses standing by the window have not disappeared.
"My child, you are always so surprising, but you still don't realize what kind of nightmare you are in."
This hoarse voice made by the corpses was emotionless, without teasing, sighing or surprise, just indifference: "You can't even imagine how deep this nightmare is. Even if the real Dr. Carlop comes,
Nothing can be done, let alone these illusions you created."
The chanting suddenly burst out again!
The entire ancient house changed accordingly, causing the caretaker and the mayor to retreat in surprise.
"Well..." Gu Jun's head was grabbed by a force, and his energy, which had just been greatly consumed, was unable to break free for a while. It was stinging, splitting, and exploding.
This old and dilapidated house swelled in size in a matter of seconds, emitting a dark shadow that swallowed up and eroded the surrounding area.
In front of their eyes, the house that was originally only three stories tall has become as tall as a mountain, more like a giant beast.
In the dense forest around them, heavy rains had already loosened the rotten soil. At this time, something crawled out of the mud everywhere. They were highly decomposed corpses. Mud and rotting liquid fell from their bodies, and their skin and flesh were like
It looks like it fell apart and then stuck back together, like a lump of digestion in the stomach.
These corpses turned the wind into an indescribable stench, and turned the thunder and rain into their hissing.
In response to the old dog uncle who was muttering something, the ghoul's method was a hundred times more complicated and weird than Chen Fade's howl.
"Child, don't you understand your origin?" But what echoed above these hisses were the distorted voices of the corpses: "You are our creation, and we know you better than you know yourself. You
Is this the first time you have come to this dreamland? No, why can’t you remember it?”
Gu Jun seemed to hear familiar music, the sound of jingling bells, prenatal education music...
No, it's not jingle bell, it's meeping...glibbering...
No wonder, no wonder you can use the spell paper in the language of ghouls, isn't it?
Is Galder's longing for Langton a clue to finding a way to summon the Son of Doom...
"Ah!" The huge pain in Gu Jun's head has made the pain in the little finger of his left hand seem insignificant. His mental disorder and weakness have also made the doctors Carlop just stand still like puppets, and their figures have become a little bit different again.
hazy.
"Xianjun, Xianjun..." Wu Shiyu wanted to do something, but was caught in the darkness and lost control of himself.
"Child, it was this nightmare that brought you into the world." The corpses said, "Your soul has a part of this nightmare."
Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu could still see this scene. Behind the second-floor window of the infinitely expanding ancient house, more figures suddenly walked out. They were all children under ten years old, and some were only two or three years old. They
They all walked to the window expressionlessly, dozens, hundreds, thousands of them.
"It's those super-sensory children..." Wu Shiyu murmured, recognizing that the children who hurt Mr. Tong in the classroom illusion were also there.
Listen to the sounds of dreams.
Does "dream" also refer to this nightmare?
Gu Jun could feel that his mind was going crazy... The spirits of those super-sensory children finally arrived here, here...
"Gu Jun." The children said at this time, with the same indifferent tone, "Mother is very disappointed in you."
"Shut up..." He had a splitting headache, and his mother's gentle face flashed in his mind...
Just behind these children, more figures walked out. Is it a chaotic illusion, or are they really there? The sacrificed members of the Fire Phoenix Team were also looking at him and said slowly: "Gu Jun, this is Huang Guotong
Kill us."
More figures walked out, including the Russians who died on Wrangel Island, Mstislav and others.
There were also some faces. The mayor of Wasang Town and others were also standing by the window, but they were haggard and had weird faces.
"Child, have you seen it? You don't have enough understanding of this nightmare." The voices of the corpses said, "If you burn one layer and break another layer, you will still be buried by it. This nightmare is even
We didn’t create it, but we know how to use it.”
Suddenly, their chanting became louder, making this strange chant penetrate into people's hearts:
【Welcome to this eternal nightmare,
The madman’s paradise,
the abyss of despair,
A carnival place for the degenerate,
morgue for the sick,
Thousands of ghosts gather here,
In the wild and turbulent illusion,
Only the great is the master of all!]
Gu Jun seemed to be sucked into the whirlpool by this chanting sound, and he kept sinking.
But at this time, he seemed to hear some other calls, "Ajun? Ajun?" "I'm Zixuan, can you hear me?" "Is this here? Ajun?"
He heard the voices of Cai Zixuan, Wang Ruoxiang, Xue Ba, Uncle Dan, Lou Xiaoning, Tong Ye... and many others. He must have thought of them.
There are also Xian Yu, Professor Gu, Professor Qin, Brother Qiang, and many others...
When the whole world is melting and dying, it is even more necessary for someone to step forward at this time.
This nightmare must be eliminated.
This darkness must be torn to pieces.
"Is it just an illusion..."
Gu Junsha said solemnly. He didn't know when. He no longer hung his head in pain, but raised his head and looked at the dark figures on the second floor of the ancient house.
"Are these Doctors Carlop just an illusion? But I am also a Doctor Carlop!"