"Gu Jun?"
Kathlyn sensed Peacock's shock and could not help but feel confused. She had not heard of this name before, why did Peacock react like she had met a rock star …
Rock star? What was that? Peacock felt the thought and she wanted to slap herself to let Kathlyn know the consequences of disrespecting the Phecda Hero. Regardless of whether the nightmare man was a Phecda Hero or not, she could not use the Phecda Hero as an analogy!
"I really have no idea …" Kathlyn was troubled, "Is he that famous in your circle?"
"He is our god." Peacock felt like that was the only way to describe him.
At the same time, Malachite asked anxiously, "Mr. Nightmare Man, you said you are Gu Jun, what do you mean by that?" Gold panicked, "Please don't play this kind of joke on us!" Shui Yu said with a shaking voice, "It's just the same name, right?"
Their hearts jumped, it was the same name? They were nervous and nervous at the same time.
The five knew they came from an unknown future and they were currently in the golden age, the apocalypse had not arrived yet.
Gu Jun might still be alive but how was that possible …
They had rescued him from Dreamlands?
"I am the Gu Jun you know." The nightmare man said calmly, "And this is Wu Shiyu."
'What?! ' Peacock, Malachite and the rest who were already in a daze stared at the young woman with short black hair and a slender figure. Their souls almost flew out of their bodies like they were struck by lightning.
If Kathlyn was to describe it, it was like winning a 100 million jackpot but before they could claim it, they were told they had inherited a 100 million inheritance from an uncle overseas.
But who was Wu Shiyu?
Why were these five land's travellers so excited about him?
Kathlyn did not get it, neither did Tom and the rest, who was this superstar in their circle?
Of course, of course! Peacock's heart raced. She had to bend over to press her hands on her knees as she mumbled, "That is the Goddess of Hope …"
These people who grew up in the golden age would not understand what the Goddess of Hope meant to them who grew up in the City of Kindle …
In those dark times, whenever he thought of the Goddess of Hope, it was as if he could feel his mother's gentle comfort and encouraging whispers. "Where there is hope, there is light."
The Goddess of Hope was the beauty of their childhood, the source of courage and hope.
But at that moment, Peacock, Malachite and the rest were dumbfounded. 'Is this real?' Even though the woman was pleasing to the eye, she did not resemble the statues at Kindle City or the paintings that circulated among the people. She was lacking in stature and heroism. That Wang Ruoxiang looked more like her.
This woman, who looked much younger than him, was the Goddess of Hope that he had been longing for?
"Huh?" Wu Shiyu was confused as well. Being stared at by the five strangers, he could only ask, "Dirty-minded Jun, what's wrong with me?"
"They probably thought you were the one who said some of Lu Xun's words." Gu Jun shrugged. "They thought I was the one who said the other."
Wu Shiyu finally understood. No wonder he could sense the famous portraits on the classroom walls. "Alright, let's leave it to fate."
While Peacock's group was in shock, the group of Phecda members were filled with joy, excitement and confusion.
The joy and excitement came from the appearance of Gu Jun. He was not dead! With his return, there was nothing that could not be defeated.
The confusion came from him. Why was he wearing a mask? What kind of spell was that mark? Who were the five people next to him and why were they making such a ruckus?
The group did not just stand there. Cai Zixuan and Yang Ying who regained their mobility rushed forward to pull Wang Ruoxiang over. Even though she was the craziest one, she was the first to recover. Gao Yi, Zhang Zuodong and the rest were still struggling …
"Peacock, don't think too much about it. We'll get to the bottom of this later. Now we need to save them."
Hearing the nightmare man's words, the five nodded solemnly. They had to perform well, they could not let the Phecda Hero down!
Gu Jun led the five and had Lou Xiaoning, who had reached the fourth chapter, walk over to them. She used the Ancient Seal on the struggling Phecda members to cleanse their minds. The non-traitors who had not completed the third chapter did not need to worry about the effects of the Ancient Seal.
"Ah, this feels so good …" Lou Xiaoning screamed in pain. "This mark is so good!"
Gao Yi and the rest screamed the same thing. After that, they gasped for air. Their eyes were clearer and their muscles were no longer twitching.
However, under Xue Ba's orders, other than Lou Xiaoning, the rest were to wait at the side. They were not to make any threatening moves.
At the same time, the dozen or so yellow-clothed figures had already retreated dozens of steps.
As for the ordinary people around the stage, some of them shouted for help and ran over. Then, the others ran over one after another. Mr. and Mrs. Jackson ran with their daughter. Only by following the masked man would they be able to survive!
The hundreds of people who ran over were maintained by Cai Zixuan's group. They stood to the side and did not wander.
"Sir, it's us!" Mr. Jackson screamed. He hoped that he could get closer to his family.
Gu Jun ignored him. He walked towards Mr. Wang Erde who was lying on the ground. He used the blade to pick at the bloodied cape. He was startled. The cape was empty … the strange figure from earlier was not inside it. However, his eyes had been on them. No one had escaped.
"Hmm?" Wu Shiyu was startled. Xue Ba and Lou Xiaoning turned to look at him with surprise.
"Be careful, there's still power behind us …" Wang Ruoxiang who was resting on the ground said hoarsely, "Those audience members … I can't tell for sure but they are not simple phantoms … they are the embodiment of power, the power that these people are summoning … That Mr. Wang Erde is not as simple as he seems …"
Pain surfaced on her face as she tried to recall the mental experience earlier. "We cannot allow that power to reach us, not even a little bit …"
The crowd looked around them, including Gu Jun. They could feel the strangeness surrounding the place had not dissipated. The space around them was still twisting.
Because during this period of time, no matter what happened on the stage, the hundreds of thousands of spectators did not move at all. They only watched in silence.
Summoning? Gu Jun was reminded of something Mr. Wang Erde had said earlier. "The King in Yellow's tattered robe will cover this world forever."
King in Yellow? His heart sank. Zheng Jialiang kept mentioning Hastur's lineage and the king … King in Yellow, Hastur?
"Is that so, is that so …" Suddenly, Mr. Wang Erde's strange voice appeared again.
That deformed old face seemed to appear in the auditorium. It seemed to be on one side, but it also seemed to be on the other side. It flashed like a ghost among the hundreds of thousands of figures, but all of them bent their small bodies as if they were bowing, not occupying any of the figures.
"So that's how it is, is it?" he repeated in his wearisome voice.
"What is the man talking about?" Lou Xiaoning said impatiently. "Of course it is!"
The crowd had no idea but Gu Jun had a sense of impending danger. Wang Ruoxiang said hoarsely, "He is trying to communicate with that power …"
"Is that so, it's been so long since we've seen such an exciting show … But is it still not enough? It's still missing death … Death is the greatest form of release, the moment of release is the moment to gain the soul … Is there no soul in this show? Is that so …"
Mr. Wang Erde's ubiquitous voice became crazier as it echoed through the large open-air theatre.
"So we still need to die to gain a soul!"
All of a sudden, a strange song rang out. Next to the dozen or so yellow-clothed figures in the distance, more and more yellow-clothed figures appeared as if they were illusions.
These figures formed a huge spiral triangle on the stage, surrounding all of them together with the headless corpses. The normal audience was shocked speechless. The Phecda members and the land's travellers frowned deeply.
Although the phantoms were all wearing ragged yellow cloaks, the cloaks did not cover their faces. Instead, they were all wearing masks.
The white mask was the one that Gu Jun was wearing.
"Is that so?!" Mr. Wang Erde screamed madly. "Then let us begin the final act of this show!"
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