Under the dark sky, inside the large open-air theater, the hundreds of thousands of people in yellow were silent.
This sea of yellow was like all the raindrops of the storm had converged here. Even the air here was suffused with the presence of the yellow talismans.
As for the people who had arrived at this place, they were all at a loss.
"Oh, damn it …" Mr. and Mrs. Jackson, Mr. and Mrs. Davis, and the others could not say anything other than repeating this sentence.
They had no idea what to do but they saw even the group of strange people were in shock, they did not expect this to happen.
Holly and the rest of the children could only lean helplessly against their parents' arms. Some of the children started to cry but the sound only added to the strangeness of the place.
It felt like they were being watched by countless pairs of eyes but at the same time, it felt like they did not even exist.
'Are these people real or fake? Is this stone stage real or fake? '
This question hovered in the minds of these visitors who had not been corrupted. Many of them were afraid to know the answer. Because sometimes, this state of ignorance brought them a sense of security.
There was some distance between the visitors but they all realized some of their belongings had changed. The cars turned into stone, the guns turned into plastic, even the baseball bats turned into paper … everything was in disarray.
"Hahaha! See, my kingdom! These people are my most loyal servants because I am the descendant of Hastur, I am the master of Carcosa and I will be the master of this world! All of you, kneel before your king now! "
A crazed voice echoed through the sky and was carried away by the chilling wind. There seemed to be something special about this theater that caused the voice to echo endlessly.
The source of the voice came from the middle of the stone stage.
"Ruoxiang, everyone!" Wu Shiyu called. Cai Zixuan scratched his head anxiously, "Monitor, wake up, it's us."
Most of the people who stood opposite them had studied up to the 4th and 5th chapter. Lou Xiaoning was the only one who had studied the 4th chapter but her left eye was flickering with struggle. She said darkly, "They have changed … They are not them anymore …"
"No, not completely." Wu Shiyu could still feel the smell of formalin. Although it was very faint, it still existed, which meant that Wang Ruoxiang's self-consciousness was still there.
"Shouldn't you be more worried about yourselves?" Zheng Jialiang was still laughing wildly as he said, "My servants, quickly restrain them. These people have harmed your king!"
Xue Ba's mind was struggling and sinking. He had lost his gun, and he did not even have a decent weapon. The power of the Church's curse was exactly what was affecting them.
The dozen or so yellow-clothed figures walking over were definitely not easy to deal with.
However, the men in yellow did not come forward. Two tall figures pressed down on Zheng Jialiang's shoulders, forcing him to kneel on the ground.
"You, you guys …" Zheng Jialiang was stunned. He looked left and right, but he couldn't see through the two cloaked faces. "What are you doing!" He looked up at the surrounding figures in the audience, but there was no movement at all …
At that moment, he saw a small figure in yellow walking towards him. He asked angrily, "Mr. Wang Erde, what are you doing?"
The figure he called 'Mr. Wang Erde' was only about 1.3 meters tall. His face was also hidden in the shadows, but if you stared at him closely, you could see that he had a flat, pointy, deformed head and an old, ugly face that was covered in scars from scratches and scratches.
"I am a descendant of Hastur's family …" Zheng Jialiang said seriously.
"You are not." A husky voice came from the small figure.
The small figure tossed a yellow talisman at Zheng Jialiang's head and said hoarsely, "The throne has never belonged to you, the crown will never be on your head. You are just an idiot who can't even do the smallest thing right."
"Ah …" Zheng Jialiang's eyes widened in shock. Anger and despair spread across his face. "Mr. Wang Erde, you, you …"
Wu Shiyu and Cai Zixuan frowned. What was going on?
Everything happened so quickly that it was over before they could even take a breath, so they didn't have time to do anything.
Another tall and burly yellow-clothed figure stepped forward. A hand stretched out of the ragged cloak, holding a strangely shaped broadsword. The broadsword was also engraved with yellow runes. The edge of the broadsword flashed with a cold light. The burly man raised the broadsword and chopped at Zheng Jialiang's head, which was trying to raise his head with all his might.
Crack! There was the sound of flesh tearing, bones breaking, windpipe snapping, and blood gushing out.
A head flew out in response. The young man's face, which was filled with anger, shock, despair, and confusion, rolled on the stone floor, accompanied by blood.
It also rolled to the feet of Wu Shiyu and the rest.
After a person was decapitated, the brain would not die immediately. From the time the blood and oxygen supply was cut off until brain death, the person's consciousness would still exist for at least 10 seconds. Furthermore, they could control the movements of their eyes through the nerves that did not pass through the spinal cord.
"…" Cai Zixuan then saw Zheng Jialiang's complicated eyes darting around as if trying to say, 'Save me, save me …'
"I'm just a member of the Recreation Department …" Wu Shiyu grumbled.
Even though they knew this man was a traitor, Cai Zixuan and Xue Ba did not feel good. They felt numb.
Zheng Jialiang, Xiao Liang … did not appear to have joined the Spell Department as a traitor. This new member that everyone had high hopes for and loved, the corruption and temptation that he had experienced, the voices that he had heard, the dreams that he had visited, and the changes in his consciousness, all of these factors made him who he was today what he was today.
And the man in yellow called Mr. Wang Erde appeared to be the mastermind behind everything that had happened today.
These people … When they looked at the yellow figures around them, they felt a sense of danger that was a thousand times greater than before.
Thump. The two yellow-robed men let go of Zheng Jialiang's headless body. The body, which was still twitching with muscles, immediately fell to the ground. Dark red blood flowed into a large pool on the ground.
The 10 traitor Phecda members, Wang Ruoxiang, Gao Yi, Zhang Zuodong and the rest, remained expressionless.
It was not that they had lost their souls, it was just that the way they viewed things had changed. Zheng Jialiang's death did not affect them at all. This stupid and unlucky man should die as soon as possible. At least there would be fewer voices of madness.
"There is a price to pay for false hope and unbridled ambition." Mr. Wang Erde said darkly, "But there will always be people who do not understand that."
The pair of narrow eyes on the ugly old face sent chills down Phecda's spine.
False hope … Cai Zixuan, Lou Xiaoning and Xue Ba's hearts squeezed. Something in their hearts sank to the bottom of their hearts.
Gu Jun was dead, he was indeed dead. Half a year ago, on that deserted island in Dreamlands, Gu Jun had already died.
Of course, the figure and the voice were not him, they were merely false hopes. Perhaps they were created by this Mr. Wang Erde.
Zheng Jialiang had died from ambition, but were they … going to die from hope?
"No …" Wu Shiyu whispered. She wanted to say something but the words came out too softly, "No, Dirty-minded Jun is still alive …"
But she did not know where he was, she did not know whether she had given them false hope or not.
"You don't have to see me as your enemy because that idiot was not wrong in certain things." Mr. Wang Erde added, "A new kingdom will be established in this world. We, and all of you, will be the founders of this kingdom. You just don't know it yet. But you will eventually find out. "
The hoarse voice suddenly rose in pitch, "You will find out!"
In an instant, the ragged clothes of the yellow-robed figures in the surrounding audience flapped noisily. A huge wave of spiritual energy surged towards the stage, and the singing started again.
"The King has not arrived. But Cassilda, isn't she here? "
Mr. Wang Erde's small figure turned to look at Wang Ruoxiang. His face was twisted as he shouted, "Cassilda, Cassilda! Haven't you been to Lake Harry to see the scenery? Haven't you sung there? Hasn't your blood told you that your name is Cassilda? "
On the other side, Wang Ruoxiang's eyes were filled with the same uneasiness. Her clear voice sounded like the singing female voice, "Mr. Wang Erde, then where is my crown?"
At the same time, the mental power from all sides suppressed the Phecda members who were still holding on.
Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning and the rest who were in the third chapter lost control of their bodies and knelt weakly to the ground.
"Ah!" For a time, Cai Zixuan and Wu Siyu were the only ones left. They could still resist and not kneel, but they couldn't do anything else.
Everyone saw a figure dressed in yellow pass an exquisite crown to Mr. Wang Erde. The crown was inlaid with glistening gems of various colors.
The short figure held the crown and walked towards Wang Ruoxiang, who was bending down, to put it on her head.
"Monitor, wake up …" Cai Zixuan begged.
"No, no …" Wu Shiyu could feel the pain from the formalin fading away. Another wave of darkness rose.
Was this part of the ritual? That part had not been destroyed.
Zheng Jialiang's role was only to push them to this step, the real key was Wang Ruoxiang … They needed her betrayal, her infiltration … With Wang Ruoxiang's talent and diligence, she would be the first to learn the sixth and seventh chapter … Every subsequent learner would be influenced by her …
Wu Shiyu knew that if the crown was placed on Wang Ruoxiang's head, Wang Ruoxiang would change completely, she would become like Zheng Jialiang.
No matter how anxious she was, her own strength was only enough to barely keep her footing at this moment.
Dirty-minded Jun, Dirty-minded Jun … She missed him too much, or else why did she feel the familiar saltiness in the wind …
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