Blood dyed the wilderness red, and the dark clouds in the sky have fallen, turning every creature wandering on the isolated island into nothingness.
The grass is dying, the trees are dying, the earth is dying, but something emerges from the death.
The power of the ceremony is obviously increasing, and the mental influence of everyone is getting heavier and heavier, and more and more people are stabbed to death by the black-robed monster, but this primitive attack method is causing great horror. From 109 people in the large force, there are only fifty or sixty people who can stand still. They are shrinking the line of defense and defending in a circle.
In this chaos, Gu Jun has not moved, and the strange thing is that there has been no black-robed monster trying to attack him.
What happened to Gu Jun
Is there really a spiritual battle going on, or has the spirit collapsed
At this time, apart from the personnel of the Tianji Bureau, even the commanders who are still motivating their morale have cracks in their hearts... The shadow has shrouded them all, how long can these dozens of them last like this, death is no longer No matter how far away.
But Wu Shiyu never gave up, still calling for Gu Jun.
She has the closest spiritual connection with him, so she is the first to notice the changes in his mental state...
There was another sudden surge of new power that lifted her spirits.
"Xian Yu, listen..." Gu Jun finally spoke again, hoarse but very firm, "The opportunity has come, but there is only one chance."
"Oh?" Wu Shiyu's heart popped when he heard this, knowing that this would not be a good opportunity.
"I'm in charge of gathering all these monsters together." Gu Jun looked around the splattered flesh, and his eyes finally fell on her face, "You are in charge of leading everyone to make the old seal and end this ceremony like last time. You take these instruments Now, pay attention to the induction and strengthen the power of the old seal."
He handed her the medical kit with the Kalop instruments in it.
"Xianjun, I have something to tell you." Wu Shiyu held the medical bag tightly, tears welling up in his eyes, "But I won't say it, you won't hear it if you don't survive."
"I'll try my best." Gu Jun gently pushed Wu Shiyu's head, and then shouted to the people around him, "Listen to Shiyu! She knows what to do."
Because of that newfound power, he is now in a delicate state of mind.
Not only maintaining the self, but also slightly controlling the dark power that has not yet fully awakened... But this newly discovered power is also passing away, and it won't last long, so I must act now... Now enter the final link of this ceremony...
Under everyone's puzzled eyes, Gu Jun walked out towards the hill, and shouted in a different language: "The thing of worms and maggots, take shape again."
A simple sentence was like a thunderclap, he chanted repeatedly, his voice was weird but full of power.
The strong wind moved the dark clouds, and in this wilderness between heaven and earth, everything suddenly seemed to be frozen by this force.
As if time and space were dragged into the quagmire, all the living people in the joint force felt that they were also stagnant, unable to move their bodies, and it became difficult to turn their thoughts... The flying gunfire stopped, and the gunshots stopped ringing. They thought I was about to die violently from the sword, but those black-robed monsters also stopped...
Then, the monsters all walked away.
Some of the figures holding the knives walked away, some of the surrounding figures also walked away, and some of the figures that had just reunited on the ground also walked away. In all directions, all over the mountains and plains, all these grotesque figures lowered their knives and walked in the same direction, which was the direction Gu Jun was walking in.
"Captain Gu..."
"What's going on, is it his power..."
"This cannot be the power of a mortal..."
Grant Bell, Paulina Griezmann and others were surprised, but Lou Xiaoning, Peacock and others did not expect this either.
Ah Jun... Can control these dark creations
Before the people's condensed mind could turn a few thoughts, they saw the most strange scene again.
On the open wilderness in front of Gu Jun, those figures in black robes came to one place, their bodies met their bodies, their limbs met their limbs, and they were twisted and glued together immediately, making an indescribably terrifying sound. There is also the sound that can only be mixed with new bones and new skin and flesh.
Those men in black robes twisted together, one, two, ten, dozens, a hundred...
Seeing this scene, many people were stunned, but the staff of Tianji immediately remembered something.
The different banyan tree is the different banyan tree for the human body.
Flesh and flesh sticking together, limbs interspersed, the shape of those black-robed men connected together is exactly like a big banyan tree with intertwined roots. The dark forest is also covered by dark clouds.
Not long after, there was no single dark red flesh on the wasteland, all of them were there, and all of them became part of the different banyan tree.
In the middle of the trunk of this huge banyan tree, there is a huge dark banyan tree hole. In the hole, there is a seat made of flesh and blood. to make. There were heads all over the tree, and the heads had different faces.
There are withered faces, deep divers' faces, evil believers' faces, Xie Yiman's faces, Tian Yiqing's faces, Xue Ba's faces...
At this time, everyone seemed to be experiencing what Jack Wells had experienced, just watching like this, and their spirits became frantic.
Just a few more glances, and they might be about to fall into madness...
But Wu Shiyu, Peacock and others can still hold on, as can Uncle Dan and the others. They still have the task assigned by Ah Jun...
The howling wind could not be heard, and there was only silence between the heaven and the earth.
The surprise in everyone's eyes suddenly became heavier, and they just watched Gu Jun stepping on the steps and walking towards the banyan tree hole, expressionless. He walked all the way into the banyan tree cave, sat down on the flesh and blood seat, facing them, like a crowned king.
This guy Gu Jun... who the hell... or what is he becoming...
Grant Bell and the others trembled a little, looking at the giant tree, the tree hole, and the figure, that was the powerful force oppressing them.
Suddenly, the banyan tree hole shrank, and dark red fuzzy flesh and blood stuck to Gu Jun from all sides, swallowing him almost instantly, leaving only his face exposed, those eyes, half blood-colored, half dark.
And in front of the different banyan tree, in the wilderness around everyone, there appeared countless kneeling figures that seemed to be illusions.
These figures all lowered their heads, some were headless figures, some were human, some were of a different kind, some were rotting corpses, and some were just a pair of skeletons.
Kneeling at the front were Prokhorovka, Friedrichsen, Holliday-Malter and others who had just died. Among them was Xue Ba.
Everyone was covered up in a daze, but Wu Shiyu knew that it was still Xianjun! His smell is still there, that he is still there.
"It's him...he's still here..." she murmured, "that's his idea..."
"Wu Shiyu!" I don't know if it was the banyan tree that made the sound, or she was hallucinating, but she heard Gu Jun shouting: "Get ready, it's now!"
Gu Jun's consciousness is distorted and struggling, half of it is the dark force, and half of it is himself.
This is the end of the ritual, and all the ritual power has gathered here.
If the child of misfortune succeeds, it will take the banyan tree as its body, one of its usual forms...
But now, the gate of the abyss is still blocked by his conscious power, but it is now, if it is a little later, the child of doom will be unstoppable...
"It's now, everyone..." Gu Jun didn't know if his voice had come out, he felt that the dark flesh and blood had penetrated into every part of his skin and into his mind, and he was becoming one with this banyan tree , he is disappearing.
But I... can't just die like this... This world has not yet come to an end, and R'lyeh will sink for a few more days...
Everyone has to go back for the holidays... Xianyu still has something to say, and I still have something to listen to...
Gu Jun suddenly mustered all his strength, he already knew what to do, and opened up the incomplete dream of the son of iron in his mind.
With a bang, another bright force burst out, instantly suppressing the dark will temporarily, this is the opportunity.
Blown by the stagnant gust of wind, the stagnant people suddenly relaxed.
Right now, hurry up, don't hesitate... Wu Shiyu listened to his voice with emotion in his heart, tears flashed in his eyes, and he held the Kalop instrument tightly in one hand.
"Hit the old seal!" She shouted loudly, tears falling, "Everyone, hit!"
The Tianji personnel were all well-trained and quickly formed a battle formation, and Grant Bell and others followed the command without any time to think. These fifty or sixty people, together with Wu Shiyu, headed towards the huge and distorted human tree. The different banyan tree has stamped the old spiritual seal.
A scorching old seal was struck away, and it became extremely powerful because of the power connected with Kalop's equipment, and it hit the banyan tree squarely.
It was not clear whether it was the whistling of the wind, the howling of the different banyan trees, or the sound of the earth falling apart. Everyone was losing their hearing, and their eyes were shaking.
Xianjun, Xianjun, you have to live, do you hear me, I will tell you those words now...
Wu Shiyu's shout was fading away, Gu Jun felt that everything was melting, and felt that the banyan tree collapsed and exploded into pieces...
It's just that I don't know if I have also become a pile of fragments.
So much pain, so much regret, but... the gate to the abyss of that stele was closed, and the ceremony was over.
Before even the last man in the red robe walked into the stele to sacrifice himself, Lai Shenghui, Son of Doom, be silent, stay in hell...
In front of Gu Jun's eyes, the scene of that incomplete dream is still flickering, very beautiful.
It was Lai Hua Festival, and the laihua trees all over the mountains and plains in his hometown were in bloom. Langton, his family, Ligeia, his friend Peyani and others walked in the mountains to enjoy the flowers, laughing and laughing. Different from the iron son known to the world, this is just an ordinary dream, a dream of human nature.
He smiled, and what he saw seemed to be his dream again, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was himself, Xian Yu, Zixuan, Uncle Dan, Deng Ximei, enjoying the moon and laughing together...
The scene of the dream is gradually hazy... Consciousness is gradually dissipating... Those light forces and dark forces are dissipating...
The curtain is over, this drama is over, and this is also a drama called "People".
plague doctor
plague doctor