The bitter cold wind carried the smell of blood, and it enveloped the entire huge stone amphitheatre.
Although there was some distance, the Jacksons and the others could vaguely see the situation on the other side of the center of the stage, especially the tragic screams.
The head that rolled to the ground, the frightened and desperate eyes seemed to be looking at them through the distance, making every hair on their bodies stand on end. Some children stopped crying in fright, and some adults were also numb and trembling in fright.
"Who are these people..."
"The devil, the devil..."
"Oh no, no!"
The breath of death has already invaded, and those headless corpses kneeling on the desert are also kneeling on this stage at this moment.
The young man who had just been beheaded was obviously the next such corpse, and those who were still alive for the time being might also be the next.
Whether they are adults, teenagers, or children, they will all become a headless corpse kneeling on the ground, singing the song of the foreign land together. And their souls will also be left behind in that Carcosa together, no one will hear about them, no one will find them.
"No." Mrs. Jackson hugged her daughter tightly and urgently said to the group of strange strangers: "Help us, please!"
Mr. Jackson, Mr. Davis, and others were also like drowning people, holding on to this straw, begging for a way to survive.
"I, I don't know..." Catherine was at a loss, completely unaware of what was going on, who were those people in blue and white uniforms, and who were those figures in yellow. But she could see that the men in yellow were hunting the men in blue and white.
"The power of the scriptures? It seems to be." Peacock was at a loss. Is it the power of the scriptures in the surrounding singing, but it has a different feeling.
This feeling made her, Mo Qing, Jin Zhuzi, Shi Hu, and Shuiyu feel a little uncomfortable and disgusted, just like the feeling when trying to practice the sixth secret.
Who are those men in blue and white uniforms? Those people looked more like land wanderers than the Jacksons. Perhaps because of this, Peacock and the others have an inexplicable sense of connection, as if those people they know are important people.
At this time, the nightmare man suddenly spoke, and said to the Jacksons and the others: "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 want to teach you, listen carefully!"
"Oh." Peacock and Mo Qing responded repeatedly, while Catherine and Tom were frightened and distressed: "Are we really going to go there?" "Oh..."
"Wait!" "Don't leave us behind!" The Jacksons and others yelled in panic, but they couldn't do it, so they could only watch the weirdos go away.
What are they going to do, what are they going to do
"The song of the Hyades shall be sung
The king's rags are beaten by the wind
Disappeared there without anyone knowing
Dim Carcosa"
The singing in the wind became louder and louder, and the hundreds of thousands of yellow-clothed audiences 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 opened their mouths, some frightened their legs, and some went I looked around and wanted to escape, but where could I run
They are already in hell!
"Casida, Cassida. The drowsy and silent Lake Harry, revived by your singing, you will lead all the strangers to the lost Carcosa, you will lead all the strangers, let the Come the light of Hastur, let a new kingdom come!"
The small figure was talking, and he pushed back the hood of his cloak, revealing his deformed, flat, pointed head.
It was like the head of some alien monster, with a pair of strange dark red artificial ears, and a pair of small, colorless, dry old eyes. There was a frenzy in the old yellow face like mud, which made this ugly His face became even more sinister.
"Are you ready?" asked the short figure.
Wang Ruoxiang bent her body halfway so that the hands of the short figure holding the gemstone tiara could be close to her head, and she said hoarsely, "Yes."
Even though Wu Shiyu, Cai Zixuan and the others over there were unwilling or anxious, the exquisite and eerie tiara was worn on Wang Ruoxiang's black hair, the size was just right, it was just made for her.
After putting on the crown, Wang Ruoxiang's eyes changed again, it was strangely deep, like the depth of Lake Harry.
"All kingdoms are forged with blood, and all thrones are lifted up with heads."
Little Mr. Wilde said, "Your power is not given by the crown, you endow the crown with power. Obey your power, and what should you do with the disobedient?"
When he said this, his narrow eyes glanced at the two young people not far away who were still holding on and refused to kneel down.
"Cut." Wang Ruoxiang was also looking at her former companions, "I gave them the yellow talisman."
The faces of Gao Yu, Zhang Zuodong and others showed strange fanaticism, blood, blood! Let the blood brighten the color of Lake Harleigh and the air of Carcosa more fragrant.
"Cut!" They echoed in unison.
The dozens of yellow-clothed figures were silent, and the tall executioner handed the big knife still dripping with blood to Wang Ruoxiang, and the latter walked slowly.
Countless figures in the auditorium all around fell silent, as if they were waiting to listen carefully to the sound of the moment of beheading, which was the majesty of the king.
The yellow talisman, can determine life and death.
The people at different positions on the stage were all gripped by a deeper fear, and the reenactment of the beheading scene had already eaten into their hearts in advance...
"Squad leader..." Cai Zixuan was still struggling, sweating all over his face, looking at Wang Ruoxiang who was getting closer, he shouted with difficulty: "No, we hold the scalpel... We are doctors, we are Dongzhou University The doctor who came out..."
Wang Ruoxiang is still approaching, death is approaching. Cai Zixuan's voice gradually weakened, and he could no longer shout out.
What will people think of before they die? Cai Zixuan suddenly thinks of those days on campus. Hundreds of pages of books are full of key textbooks, human skeleton models, general teachers, mice, exams, experiments, teachers, classmates... Although every day is very hard, But it is nostalgic.
Cai Zixuan let out a long sigh in his heart, thinking of his family again, and suddenly wanted to drink the beautiful soup cooked by his mother.
"Fuck..." Lou Xiaoning glared at the only eye angrily, the missiles were no longer working.
Xue Ba, Yang Ying, Chen Zhaoliang... Everyone struggled but looked helplessly as Wang Ruoxiang walked towards Cai Zixuan, the bloody knife in his hand gleamed coldly.
"Ah!" Wu Shiyu hasn't given up yet. Usually, she can sit and she won't stand, but at this moment, she still insists on standing... Hope, hope, there is power in hope... Even if death, with hope It is better to die than to die without hope... Tamilian, it means hope...
The intertwining of messy thoughts and synaesthesia made her muster a new strength, raised her eyebrows, and made her shout:
"Listen to me, everyone, Gu Jun is still alive, he's not dead, he's back! I talked to him, and he's back!"
Lou Xiaoning, Xue Ba, Cai Zixuan and others felt a slight warmth in their angry, lost and sad mood.
Really... Is Gu Jun still alive...
Shigu, thank you... Maybe it will be easier to die with such a news.
Otherwise, if there is a kingdom of heaven, if we reunite with Gu Jun, I really don’t know what to say about it... It’s not that they are not ready to sacrifice, it’s just that after practicing for so long, they are really unwilling to use the spell in the end what…
"Cassida." The small figure said in a treacherous voice, "Why are you hesitating, the tattered robes of the King in Yellow will surely cover this world forever!"
Wang Ruoxiang froze, something caught her gaze.
Then Gao Yu and the others, and a group of figures in yellow clothes, also saw a group of six people walking quickly from one side, the leader of whom was wearing a white mask.
"Oh?" Mr. Wilde turned his head to look, not surprised, but a series of sullen coughs: "Is it, is it, it's you..."
Wu Shiyu turned his head to look, startled, why did he feel this way
Cai Zixuan turned his head to look, feeling anxious, don't come here, you ordinary people can't beat it!
Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning and the others who were kneeling on the ground could barely see them from the corner of their eyes. Are they righteous men? That man is still wearing a mask... It's a bit strange...
The people didn't know who those people were, and they thought they were ordinary people; but the ordinary people didn't know who those people were, they just thought they were weird people.
But suddenly, they saw it, the people in yellow on the opposite side also saw it, and the figures of the audience around them also saw it.
The six people with firm steps quickened their pace. The white-masked man walking in the front raised his hand and rowed something in the air while walking forward, and the other five people who followed him were also rowing together.
Same rhythm, draw the same shape.
The vision suddenly appeared, Wu Shiyu, Cai Zixuan and the others seemed to see the condensed light in the void.
A mark was condensed, like an antler, and like a branch.
Following the strokes of the six strangers, a magnificent white light flashed, blazing like a fire burning in darkness, dazzling like lightning piercing through dark clouds!
The leading masked man waved his right hand in Wang Ruoxiang's direction—
The invisible spiritual imprint flew away immediately, and the masked man shouted loudly: "Back off, back off!"
"Back off, back off!" The other five men and women were also shouting, their faces showing firmness, and their forward figures standing still.
The dazzling imprint quickly became huge in the rapid flight, and the branches seemed to be woven into a sharp blade net, passing straight through Wang Ruoxiang's body, and also from Gao Yu and the others, from those The man in yellow passed through.
Every muscle, every nerve, every mental thought of them has been strangled!
Wang Ruoxiang yelled sharply, her face twisted violently, her eyes were bloodshot instantly, but she took a few steps back again and again...
Cai Zixuan was dumbfounded, Lou Xiaoning and Xue Ba were also dumbfounded, the power of the imprint also affected them, but it was like a long thirsty person drinking sweet spring.
What, what is going on here, what is the origin of these strangers...
Why is the voice of the masked man somewhat familiar...
Wu Shiyu's face showed unbelievable joy!
"Scatter, scatter!" At the same time, the masked person continued to move, 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, every part of her body was twisted, and there seemed to be two different wills fighting in her eyes, and the sound she made was like the screams of thousands of monsters being slaughtered. The singing voice in is also distorted.
She screamed, holding the big knife and turning to walk towards the masked man, but she could only back away.
"Is it, is it..." Mr. Wilde was already screaming, saying "Really, is it!"
All the traitors and men in yellow around him screamed in pain, as if they were suffering the cruelest torture in purgatory.
That imprint restrained them, and their power was inexplicably dissolving... The imprint that they loathed so much was disintegrating them!
Ordinary people, including the Jacksons, were dumbfounded at different locations nearby.
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