The biting cold wind carried the smell of blood and spread over the entire huge stone amphitheater.
Although there was some distance, the Jacksons and others could vaguely see the situation at the center of the stage, and especially heard the tragic screams.
The head that rolled on the ground, the frightened and desperate eyes seemed to be looking at them from across the distance, making every hair on their bodies stand on end. Some children were so frightened that they stopped crying, and some adults
I was also numb with fear and my body was shaking with fear.
"Who are these people..."
"Devil, devil..."
"Oh no, no!"
The breath of death has already invaded, and the headless corpses kneeling on the desert are also kneeling on this stage.
The young man who had just been beheaded was obviously the next such corpse, and those of them who were still alive for the time being might also be the next one.
Whether they are adults, teenagers, or children, they will all turn into headless corpses kneeling on the ground, but they will sing the song of the foreign land together. And their souls will also be left behind in Carcosa together.
, no one hears it, no one seeks it.
"No." Mrs. Jackson hugged her daughter tightly and said urgently to the strange group of strangers: "Help us, please!"
Mr. Jackson, Mr. Davis, and others were like drowning men, clutching at straws and begging for a way to survive.
"I, I don't know..." Catherine was at a loss. She had no idea what was going on. She didn't know who the people in blue and white uniforms were, or who the figures in yellow were. But she could see that those yellow figures were
The men in clothes are preying on those in blue and white uniforms.
"The power of the scriptures? It seems so." Peacock was at a loss as to whether the singing around him was the power of the scriptures, but he had a different feeling.
This feeling made her, Mo Qing, Jin Zhu, Shi Hu, and Shui Yu feel a little uncomfortable and disgusted, just like the feeling when trying to practice the Sixth Secret.
Who are those people in blue and white uniforms? Compared to people like the Jacksons, those people look more like wanderers. Perhaps because of this, Peacock and the others have an inexplicable sense of connection, as if those people are their
The tribesmen you know are important people.
At this time, the Nightmare Man suddenly spoke and said to the Jacksons and others: "Just stay here and don't move."
"Peacock, come with me." He said in a deep voice and walked quickly towards the center of the stage. "Listen to what I am going to teach you, and listen carefully!"
"Oh." Peacock and Mo Qing agreed in succession, while Catherine and Tom were scared and distressed: "Are we really going there?" "Oh..."
"Wait!" "Don't leave us!" The Jacksons and others screamed in panic, but they couldn't stop and could only watch these weirdos go away.
What are they going to do, what are they going to do?
"The song of the Hyades will be sung
The king's rags were beaten by the wind
But they all disappeared there without anyone noticing.
Dim Carcosa”
The singing in the wind became louder and louder, and hundreds of thousands of yellow-clad spectators in the surrounding auditoriums were already singing together!
And the people in several other places on the stage, from the forest, from the mountains, from the sea... all fell into panic, some with their mouths open, some with their legs weak from fear, and some
Looking around, I want to run away, but where can I run?
They are already in hell!
"Cassida, Cassida. The sleepy and silent Lake Harry is rippling again because of your singing. You will lead all the strangers to the forgotten Carcosa. You will lead all the strangers to let
The light of Hastur has come, and let a new kingdom come!"
The short figure was talking, and he pushed aside the hood of his cloak, revealing his flat and pointed deformed head.
It was like the head of some alien monster. A pair of ears were weird dark red artificial ears. A pair of eyes were narrow, colorless, dry old eyes. There was a fanaticism on the old yellow face like clay, which made this ugly face.
His face looked even more sinister.
"Are you ready?" the short figure asked.
Wang Ruoxiang half-bent so that the hands of the short figure holding the jeweled crown could be close to her head. She said hoarsely: "Yes."
Even though Wu Shiyu, Cai Zixuan and others over there were reluctant to worry, the exquisite and strange crown was placed on Wang Ruoxiang's black hair. The size was just right, as if it was made just for her.
After putting on the crown, Wang Ruoxiang's eyes changed again. They were strangely deep, like the depth of Lake Harry.
"All kingdoms are built with blood, all thrones are raised with heads."
The short Mr. Wilde said, "Your power is not given by the crown, you give the crown its power. What should be done to those who obey your power and disobey?"
When he said this, his narrow eyes glanced at the two young men not far away who were still refusing to kneel down.
"Zhu." Wang Ruoxiang also looked at her former companions, "I gave them the yellow secret talisman."
The faces of Gao Yu, Zhang Chodong and others showed weird fanaticism. Blood, blood! Let the blood make the color of Lake Harry more vivid and the air of Carcosa more fragrant.
"Behead!!" they echoed in unison.
The dozen or so figures in yellow were silent. The tall executioner handed the big knife still dripping with blood to Wang Ruoxiang, and the latter walked slowly away.
Countless figures in the surrounding auditorium fell silent, as if waiting to listen carefully to the sound of the beheading, which was the power of the king.
The yellow secret talisman determines life and death.
People at different positions on the stage were gripped by a deeper fear, and the reenactment of the beheading scene had already entered their hearts in advance...
"Squad leader..." Cai Zixuan was still struggling hard, with sweat all over his head and face. Looking at Wang Ruoxiang who was getting closer and closer, he shouted with difficulty: "No, we are the ones with scalpels... we are doctors, we are Dong
A doctor from a state university..."
Wang Ruoxiang was still approaching, and death was approaching. Cai Zixuan's voice weakened and he could no longer shout.
What do people think of before they die? Cai Zixuan suddenly thought of those days in school. The hundreds of pages in the book were full of key textbooks, human skeleton models, gross teachers, guinea pigs, exams, experiments, teachers, classmates... Although he had to work very hard every day.
, but it is nostalgic.
Cai Zixuan sighed deeply in his heart, thinking of his family again, and suddenly wanted to drink the delicious soup cooked by his mother.
"Fuck..." Lou Xiaoning stared angrily at his only eye, the missile didn't work either.
Xue Ba, Yang Ying, Chen Zhaoliang... everyone struggled but looked helplessly as Wang Ruoxiang walked towards Cai Zixuan, the bloody knife in his hand flashing with cold light.
"Ah!" Wu Shiyu hasn't given up yet. Normally, she won't stand if she can sit, but at this moment, she still has to stand... Hope, hope, there is power when there is hope... Even if she dies, with
It is better to die with hope than to die with no hope... Tamilien means hope...
The messy thoughts and synaesthesia intertwined, but she mustered up a new strength, raised her brows, and shouted:
"Everyone, listen to me, Gu Jun is still alive, he is not dead, he has come back! I talked to him and he has come back!"
Lou Xiaoning, Xue Ba, Cai Zixuan and others felt a slight warmth in their angry, disappointed and sad moods.
Really...Is Gu Jun still alive...
Shigure, thank you... Maybe it would be better to die with such news.
Otherwise, if there is a kingdom of heaven, and if I meet Gu Jun again, I really don’t know what to say about it... It’s not that they are not ready to sacrifice, it’s just that they have been practicing for so long and failed to use the spell in the end. It’s really not good.
So willing...
"Casida," the short figure said in a strange voice, "Why are you hesitating? The tattered robes of the King in Yellow will definitely cover this world forever!"
Wang Ruoxiang came to a standstill, and something caught her eye.
Then Gao Yu and others saw a group of figures in yellow clothes. A group of six people walked quickly from one side, the leader of whom was wearing a white mask.
"Oh?" Mr. Wilde turned around to look, not surprised at all, but with a series of muffled coughs: "Is it, is it, is it you..."
Wu Shiyu turned around and looked, startled, why did he feel like this?
Cai Zixuan turned around and looked anxiously, "Don't come here, you ordinary people can't beat me!"
Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning and the others were kneeling on the ground, and they could barely see it from the corner of their eyes. Was he a righteous man? That man was still wearing a mask... It was a bit strange...
Everyone didn't know who those people were and thought they were ordinary people; but ordinary people didn't know who those people were and thought they were weirdos.
However, suddenly, they saw it, the people in yellow on the opposite side also saw it, and the spectators around them also saw it.
The six people who walked resolutely quickened their pace. The white masked man walking at the front raised his hand to draw something in the air as he walked forward. The other five people following him were also paddling together.
Same rhythm, same shape.
A vision suddenly occurred. Wu Shiyu, Cai Zixuan and the others seemed to see light condensing in the void.
A mark was condensed, like an antler or a branch.
As the six strangers paddled, a magnificent white light flashed, blazing like a fire burning in the darkness, and dazzling like lightning piercing the dark clouds!
The leading masked man waved his right hand in the direction of Wang Ruoxiang.
The invisible spiritual imprint flew away immediately, and the masked man shouted loudly: "Back away, back away!"
"Back off, back off!" The other five men and women were also shouting, with firm faces and unyielding figures moving forward.
The dazzling mark quickly became huge in the rapid flight, and the branches seemed to be woven into a net of sharp blades, penetrating directly through Wang Ruoxiang, Gao Yu and the others, and those...
The man in yellow penetrated the body.
Every muscle, every nerve, and every mental thought of theirs was cut!
Wang Ruoxiang screamed sharply, and her face suddenly became violently distorted. Her eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, but she took a few steps back...
Cai Zixuan was stunned, Lou Xiaoning, Xue Ba and others were also stunned. The power of the mark also affected them, but they were like a thirsty person drinking from a sweet spring.
This, what is going on, what are the backgrounds of these strangers...
Why is the voice of the masked man shouting so familiar...
Wu Shiyu's face showed incredible joy!
"Back off, back off!" At the same time, the masked man continued to paddle, leading the other five people to make marks one by one, and walked forward step by step.
"Ah!!" Wang Ruoxiang was hit by the marks one after another, and every part of his body was twisted. There seemed to be two different wills competing in his eyes. The sound he made was like the screams of thousands of monsters being slaughtered. The wind
The singing voice is also distorted.
She screamed incessantly, holding the big knife and turning towards the masked man, but she could only keep retreating.
"Really, really..." Mr. Wilde was already screaming, and kept saying "Yes, really!"
All the rebels and men in yellow around him screamed in pain, as if they were suffering the most cruel torture in purgatory.
That mark restrained them, and their power was inexplicably dissipating... That mark that disgusted them so much was disintegrating them!
At different locations nearby, the Jacksons and other ordinary people were also stunned.