The strong wind was howling, but the woman's soft words were not blown away.
Everyone felt a little bad when they heard Deng Ximei's words. Gu Jun realized something, his mind was shocked, and he immediately mustered up his spirit and said anxiously: "Ah Mei, don't! Don't try to commit suicide to stop the ceremony... that will only lead to repercussions." effect, because an important part of this ritual is your death... "
suicide? Wu Shiyu, Peacock and others were also in a hurry, and Uncle Dan stepped forward to stop them.
"Death can't solve anything..." Gu Jun said with difficulty, "Only by living, can there be hope..."
"Everyone, I didn't intend to commit suicide." Deng Ximei smiled slightly at them, "But I did want to destroy this ceremony. This ceremony is connected with Ligeia. If Ligeia is in this world, the ceremony will be even more serious." Power. But I am not Ligeia, I am not someone else, I am Deng Ximei."
Everyone didn't quite understand what she meant, but Gu Jun thought of another possibility, "No, Ah Mei!"
This anxiety is like a key, and some memory images suddenly flooded up in his mind... It was a childhood memory, some children playing were running around, he saw himself, with a thin little girl Playing with building blocks together, building their castle...
This thin little girl, he once said that he would protect her.
"I used to be a prisoner!" Deng Ximei opened her eyes wide and walked towards the hill in front, her thin body as firm as a tower.
Gu Jun already understood that she was breaking the barrier of her own mind!
Uncle Dan and the others still didn't know the situation, but they saw Deng Ximei's expression changing, like a flower bud blooming or a flower wilting.
"I am also wearing shackles today..." Deng Ximei said, some scenes flashed in her mind. She was trapped in the building when she was a child, and was trapped in the mountains when she grew up. She saw people dying tragically, seeing people going crazy, See the weird, see the dark, see the fear...
She saw how a little girl made up imaginary friends for herself, how a teenage girl made up stories for herself.
She saw how she surrounded herself with layers of spiritual barriers.
Protect yourself and bury yourself.
"But now, I want to break all these shackles." Deng Ximei raised her hands and looked straight at the dark night in her memory without flinching. She ended the lives of the two blood relatives with a thick and long hemp rope. Huge pain surged, her face was distorted, and her spirit was shaky.
But she has to face her true self, even if it is an ugly reality.
She is Deng Ximei, not Ligeia, nor the imaginary person.
She was born in sin and grew up in darkness, but she is willing to burn like the sun in her heart.
With a bang, the barrier collapsed, and Deng Ximei could hardly stand still. Countless images and sounds of memories exploded in her mind. The past was so clear that it would overwhelm everything in the present. With a trembling heart, she suddenly shouted: "This is another play, and it is also called "People"!"
Ah Mei... Gu Jun seemed to be able to feel the explosion. What she was enduring at this moment was the shattering of her spiritual world.
This kind of disillusionment and collapse is also destroying her special connection with Ligeia. She is not Ligeia, and Ligeia is not in this world.
There was an even harsher gust of wind in the wilderness, but everyone also felt that this gust of wind was taking away the stagnation, and the surroundings seemed to be easing up...
And those flesh and blood monsters that were approaching let out screams, and several figures exploded, as if they had been hit hard. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Grant Bell and others commanded and led the sergeants to attack the monsters in front of them with gunfire and old seals. The ground was full of minced meat emitting black smoke, and the situation was tilting.
This ceremony was weakened by Deng Ximei's actions.
"I...I'm fine..." Wu Shiyu's face suddenly disappeared from the strange pain, and she felt that her face had changed back.
Gu Jun seemed to have pulled his foot out of the mud, his consciousness became stable again, and the scene on the other side of the hill became hazy.
Around the stone tablet on the hillside, the evil believers were in a bit of a mess, even the ritual singing stopped, and the haggard faces of those red-robed people also changed slightly.
They still didn't expect that Deng Ximei, a thin woman, kept so many hands, and they didn't expect that she was so strong...
But at the same time, Deng Ximei swayed a few times, staggered and was about to fall to the ground, but was supported by Uncle Dan and Peacock in time. Her clear and beautiful face was all red and purple, her originally clear eyes were bloodshot, her lips were cyanotic, and her mental consciousness seemed to be blurred.
"Miss Deng, hold on, hold on!" Uncle Dan shouted while giving her first aid, "Stimulus, hurry up!"
After Xue Ba, another member of the Tianji Bureau fell down, and his life and death were also uncertain.
"Ah..." Gu Jun tried his best to gather his spirit, to regain control of this body and act, he also wanted to break these shackles...
However, at this time, the scene on the other side of the hill became clearer, and a voice sounded in his heart:
You guys really take us by surprise, time and time again...but you're made of us, aren't you...
How can your power from ignorance compare with the power of true greatness... No, we don't mean us...
It doesn't matter if there is no Ligeia, because the child of misfortune is here, as long as the abyss descends, the dead can also be resurrected!
Gu Jun saw that the evil followers of the Afterlife Society who sang "Worm the Conqueror" also walked into the black vortex of the stone tablet, and some of the red-robed people also walked in. They were increasing the sacrifice to strengthen the power of the ceremony. And his spirit was suddenly suppressed by a new wave...
He fell into the swamp again, the black putrid mud was pulling him into the abyss, and the dark power in his body was churning like huge waves.
Death... doom... isn't it a beautiful thing...
Isn't it a kind of sublimation that ends the ordinary...
At this time, dark red flesh and blood flowed out from the carvings on the huge stone tablet, seeping into the land on the hillside. At the same time, on the side of the wilderness, more men in black robes appeared beside the dead trees and grass, all of them holding cards. Lope's scalpel is all over the mountains and plains again.
Everyone who thought they were close to victory all turned pale, Lou Xiaoning scolded, "Damn it, this damn thing can't be killed..."
The newly discovered men in black robes took off their hoods at this time, revealing their faces, which looked like that haggard face, and suddenly looked like Gu Jun's face.
Gu Jun's heart burst into pain, and he suddenly understood something.
It turned out that the answer to a question that had troubled him for so long was always in the mirror.
That haggard face was the face of the Child of Doom, but it was pulled so weirdly because the appearance of a foreigner was placed on the face of a homo sapiens.
Afterlife Association, this organization...
"Great Doomchild," said the voice, "shouldn't you have known?"
We are all your servants. Since we were in another world, we have been your servants. There is no afterlife society, it has always been the Laisheng society.
Leroy Langton, you who performed the miracle of resurrection, you who caused the destruction of Kalop Academy, you who made us abandon the goddess of life, you who made us see the true God, and you who made us reach other worlds, It was you who ordered us to call you to another world.
We break faith, but we can believe if need be.
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