The biting wind carried with it the stench of blood and it blanketed the large stone amphitheater.
Even though there was some distance between them and the Jacksons, they could see what was happening at the center of the stage and they could hear the screams.
The head that rolled on the ground and the despair in its eyes seemed to pierce through the distance to stare at them. It caused every hair on their body to stand on end. Some of the children were so frightened that they stopped crying. Some of the adults were so scared that their bodies were numb and trembling.
"Who are these people …"
"Demons, demons …"
"Oh no, no!"
The smell of death had reached them. The headless bodies that knelt on the desert were also kneeling on the stage.
The young man who had just been beheaded was obviously going to be the next corpse, and those of them who were still alive for the time being might also be the next.
Be it adults, teenagers or children, they would all become headless corpses that knelt on the ground but they sang the song of a foreign land together. Their souls would be lost in Carcosa, no one would hear them and no one would be able to find them.
"No." Mrs. Jackson hugged her daughter tightly and pleaded at the strange strangers, "Please save us, I beg you!"
Mr. Jackson, Mr. Davis and the rest were like drowning men, they could only hold on to this straw and beg for a way to survive.
"I, I don't know …" Kathlyn was confused, she had no idea what was happening, she had no idea who the people in blue and white uniforms were and who the people in yellow were. But she could see that the people in yellow were hunting the people in blue and white uniforms.
"The power of the tome? I think so. " Peacock was confused. Was the singing the power of the tome? But there was something different about it.
This feeling made her, Malachite, Gold, Ambergris and Aquamarine uncomfortable and disgusted, it was similar to the feeling when they tried to study the sixth chapter.
Who were the people in blue and white uniforms? Compared to the Jacksons, they looked more like the land's travellers. Perhaps because of that, Peacock's group felt an inexplicable sense of connection, it was like they were family members, important people.
At that moment, the nightmare man suddenly spoke. He told the Jacksons, "Stay here and do not move."
"Peacock, follow me." He said in a low voice as he quickly walked towards the center of the stage. "Listen to what I'm going to teach you. Listen carefully!"
"Oh." Peacock, Malachite and the rest nodded in agreement. Kathlyn, Tom and the rest were worried and worried, "Are we really going?" "Oh …"
"Wait, don't abandon us!" The Jacksons and the others screamed in panic, but they could not stop them. They could only watch as the group of strange people left.
What were they going to do? What were they going to do?
"The song of the Hyades shall be sung
The King's rags flapped in the wind
But no one knows that it's gone.
Dark Carcosa. "
The singing in the wind grew louder and louder. The hundreds of thousands of yellow-clothed spectators were already singing together!
And on the stage, the people from the forest, the mountains, the sea … all fell into panic. Some of them opened their mouths, some of them were so scared that their legs went soft, and some of them looked around, trying to escape, but where could they go?
They were already in hell!
"Cassilda, Cassilda. The dark and silent Lake Harry will ripple again because of your song. You will lead all the strangers to the lost Carcosa. You will lead all the strangers to the light of Hastur, to the dawn of a new kingdom! "
As the little figure spoke, he threw back the hood of his cloak, and revealed his flat, pointed, deformed head.
It looked like the head of some alien monster. It had a pair of strange dark red artificial ears, and a pair of narrow, colorless, and dry old eyes. A fanatical look surged on the muddy yellow old face, making this strangely ugly face look even more sinister.
"Are you ready?" The small figure asked.
Wang Ruoxiang bent her body so that the hands of the short figure holding the jewel crown could reach her head. She said hoarsely, "Yes."
No matter how reluctant Wu Shiyu, Cai Zixuan and the rest were, the intricate and beautiful crown was placed on top of Wang Ruoxiang's black hair. The size was perfect, it was as if it was made for her.
After the crown was put on, Wang Ruoxiang's gaze changed again. It was eerily serene, it was the depth of Lake Harry.
"All kingdoms are built from blood, all thrones are raised by heads."
The small Mr. Wilde said, "Your power is not bestowed by the crown, you have bestowed it with power. Those who obey you, what will you do to those who do not? "
As he said this, his narrow eyes glanced at the two young men who were not far away from him and still refused to kneel down.
"Behead them." Wang Ruoxiang was also looking at her former companions. "I will bestow upon them the yellow talisman."
The faces of Gao Yi, Zhang Zuodong and the rest lit up with a strange fanaticism. Blood, blood! Let the blood brighten the colors of Lake Harry, make the air of Carcosa more fragrant.
"Behead them!" They shouted in unison.
The dozen or so yellow-clothed figures were silent. The tall and strong executioner handed the blood-dripping broadsword to Wang Ruoxiang, and the latter slowly walked away.
Countless figures in the spectator seats quietened down, as if waiting to hear the sound of the decapitation. That was the power of a king.
The yellow talisman would decide life and death.
The people at different corners of the stage were gripped by a deeper fear. The reenactment of the beheading had already sunk into their hearts …
"Monitor …" Cai Zixuan was still struggling. His face was drenched in sweat. Watching Wang Ruoxiang approach, he yelled with difficulty, "Don't, we are the ones with the scalpels … We are doctors, we are doctors from Eastern State University …"
Wang Ruoxiang was still approaching. Death was approaching. Cai Zixuan's voice weakened until he could no longer scream.
What would a person remember before they died? Cai Zixuan was suddenly reminded of the days when he was still at school. The hundreds of pages of textbooks were filled with important subjects, human skeleton models, cadavers, lab rats, exams, experiments, teachers, classmates … Even though he had to work hard every day, it was still nostalgic.
Cai Zixuan sighed internally. He was reminded of his family and suddenly he wanted to drink his mother's soup.
"F * ck …" Lou Xiaoning glared angrily at the only eye. Not even a missile would work.
Xue Ba, Yang Ying, Chen Zhaoliang … The crowd struggled helplessly as they watched Wang Ruoxiang walk toward Cai Zixuan. The blood knife in her hand glinted coldly.
"Ah!" Wu Shiyu had not given up yet. Normally, she would not stand if she could sit, but at this moment, she insisted on standing … Hope, hope, with hope comes strength … Even in death, dying with hope is better than dying without hope … Tamarine meant hope …
The messy thoughts and synesthesia intertwined, but it gave her a new source of energy. She raised her brows and shouted, "Everyone, listen to me.
"Everyone, listen to me. Gu Jun is still alive. He is not dead. He has returned! I have spoken to him, and he has returned! "
Lou Xiaoning, Xue Ba, Cai Zixuan, and the rest's anger, disappointment, and sadness, felt a trace of warmth.
Is that so … Gu Jun is still alive …
Shi Yu, thank you … perhaps they would feel better if they died with this piece of news.
Otherwise, if there was heaven, if they were reunited with Gu Jun, they really did not know what to say … It was not that they were not prepared to sacrifice themselves, it was just that after training for so long, they still could not use the spell. They were really unwilling …
"Cassilda." The small figure said in a strange voice, "What are you hesitating for? The King in Yellow's tattered robe will cover this world forever!"
Wang Ruoxiang did stop. Something had caught her attention.
Then Gao Yi's group and the group in yellow saw it as well. A group of six people was walking toward them. The leader was wearing a white mask.
"Oh?" Mr. Wang Erde turned around. He was not surprised, but he coughed angrily. "Is that so, is that so, it's you guys …"
Wu Shiyu turned around and was startled. What was this feeling?
Cai Zixuan turned around and his heart raced. 'Don't come any closer, normal people like you won't be able to defeat them!'
Xue Ba, Lou Xiaoning, and the rest who knelt on the ground managed to see them from the corner of their eyes. Were they volunteers? The man was wearing a mask … That was strange …
The group did not know who they were, they thought they were normal citizens; but the normal citizens did not know who they were either, they thought they were strange people.
But suddenly, they saw it, so did the people in yellow, and so did the surrounding audience.
The six who walked with determined steps picked up their pace. The man in the white mask who walked at the front moved forward as he raised his hand to draw something in the air. The other five who followed behind him did the same.
They drew the same shape with the same rhythm.
Wu Shiyu, Cai Zixuan, and the rest seemed to see light gathering in the air.
It formed a symbol that looked like a deer's horn or a tree branch.
Following the movement of the six strangers, a brilliant white light flashed. It was like a fire that burned the darkness, like lightning that pierced through the dark clouds!
The leader of the masked men waved his right hand at Wang Ruoxiang's direction.
The invisible spiritual imprint immediately flew away. The masked man shouted, "Retreat, retreat!"
"Scatter, scatter!" The other five men and women were also shouting. Their faces were resolute, their figures moving forward towering.
The dazzling mark rapidly grew in size. The branches seemed to weave into a net of sharp blades, piercing right through Wang Ruoxiang's body, Gao Yi's group, and the yellow-robed men.
Every muscle, every nerve, and every thought of theirs had been minced!
Wang Ruoxiang let out a shrill scream. Her face suddenly twisted violently. Her eyes were instantly filled with blood. She took a few steps back …
Cai Zixuan was stunned. Lou Xiaoning, Xue Ba, and the rest were stunned as well. The power of the symbol affected them as well, but it was like a thirsty person who had just found a sweet spring.
What, what's going on? Who are these strangers …?
Why does the voice of the masked man sound so familiar …
Wu Shiyu's face was filled with disbelief and joy!
"Retreat, retreat!" At the same time, the masked man continued to draw. He led the other five to create more symbols and moved forward step by step.
"Ah!!" Wang Ruoxiang was hit by the symbols one after another. Every part of her body was twisting. There seemed to be two different consciousnesses fighting in her eyes. The sound she made was like the screams of thousands of monsters being slaughtered. Even the song in the wind was distorted.
She screamed and turned to walk toward the masked man, but she could only retreat.
"Is that so, is that so …" Mr. Wang Erde was screaming as well. "Is that so, is that so!"
All the traitors and the people in yellow around him screamed in pain. It was like they were being tortured by the cruelest torture in hell.
The symbol was restraining them. Their power was dissolving mysteriously … The symbol that they hated so much was disintegrating them!
Nearby, the Jacksons and the rest of the civilians were stunned.
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