"Death … Gu Jun, I know you, but you do not know yourself … You will, you will …" Gu Jun sighed.
The stone stage was crumbling. Mr. Wang Erde staggered back on the ground. He screamed madly until Gu Jun's eyes turned sharper than a decapitating blade. Mr. Wang Erde's beady eyes were instantly filled with blood vessels.
A strange and miserable scream came from his throat, and the other light red artificial ear also fell to the ground.
"Damn it, Death …" Mr. Wang Erde scratched at his twisted face. Every scratch left a trail of blood.
He clawed with all his might. First, there were bloodstains, and then even his flesh was scratched off. His miserable wails mixed with his maniacal laughter.
The indescribable sound chilled the citizens. How could there be such a madman in this world …
"Has the King in Yellow not come? Has Death not come … The crown of the King in Yellow has already been placed on your head …"
Mr. Wang Erde's hands reached for his neck. Even though he was small and deformed, his strength was immense.
With a few violent movements, he forcibly broke his neck. Blood gushed out as if his throat had been cut. His hands began to twitch, and a violent spasm caused his entire body to twist into a strange shape.
The crazy voice stopped abruptly, and the dim light in the narrow eyes disappeared.
Mr. Wang Erde was dead, strangled to death by his own hands.
Following the death of this madman, the other figures in yellow clothes and white masks all disappeared … This shocked the members of Phecda, could it be that there was only this Mr. Wang Erde all along? Or did the distorted space cause the other yellow-robed people to return to another place?
The ripples in space stabilized and the grand open-air arena dissipated like a gust of wind.
The group instantly realized they were surrounded by a sea of yellow sand and the red sun was rising in the sky.
Peacock and Kathlyn, who were still catching their breath, looked around. They were certain this was not the desert outside Australia's Warrington or the Bnazic Desert. Their cars and some other things had reverted to their original appearance.
If not for the fact that Zheng Jialiang and Mr. Wang Erde's bodies were right there, everything that happened just now would have been like a dream.
On the other side, Gu Jun shut his eyes tightly and took a few deep breaths, suppressing the agitation in his mind.
The Nightmare Wonder had reduced the corruption rate by 18%. The two sweet dream bubbles that were already on the verge of shattering did not last long. It was all thanks to Wu Shiyu's marshmallow sweet dream that he managed to survive this round. The sweet dream of a salted fish was indeed very resistant to darkness.
However, after using the Eye of the Abyss this time, it had increased the Erosion Rate by 3%, and now it was back to 6.1%.
He noticed that the system notifications kept popping up in his mind.
[Abyssal Mission: Reduce the Corruption Rate by 10% within a week. Mission completed!]
"You completed the mission more than 100 hours ahead of schedule. Completion rating: 10 stars."
[Mission reward waiting to be received: Unknown, click to receive your reward]
"Your Mental Corruption Rate has dropped to a safe zone. Warning dismissed."
[Your Strong Heart Tempering Level has increased, + 20000, level increased! Current level is level 2 (0/300000 Tempering Level). "
[A mission reward of 10 stars? I've never received one before …]
[Strong Heart Tempering Level has finally leveled up. His heart does seem to be beating more vigorously …]
"Dirty-minded Jun?" Wu Shiyu's voice came, "Are you alright? Can we go see you now? "
Like the rest of the Phecda members, she had no idea what had happened earlier. She only knew that Gu Jun had used a powerful spell and the spell would backfire on him.
"Alright, I'm fine." Gu Jun turned around to answer. Seeing everyone was fine, Peacock and the rest were fine as well. Gu Jun felt a weight lift off his shoulders.
He wiped away the blood that almost blinded his eyes and called out, "Zixuan, come over here and help me with the stitches."
Wu Shiyu, Cai Zixuan and the rest rushed over. Xue Ba used the satellite phone to contact Phecda while Lou Xiaoning led the rest to maintain order.
"Ah, Tycoon Jun …" Cai Zixuan was one of the doctors from the suicide squad so he carried a small medkit with him. He had Wu Shiyu help him as he put on a pair of sterile gloves. He used a cotton ball to clean away the blood stains on Gu Jun's eyelids. Then he used a needle to stitch them up. His hands were shaking …
It was not because of the horror of the face or the blood on the eyelids but because of heartache.
Tycoon Jun used to be the most handsome man in the class but now he was reduced to a state that could stop a child from crying at night.
The children around them started to cry. Even the adults who were scared out of their wits started to say, "Oh my god."
Kathlyn and Tom noticed that the bald tattooed man had lost all of his stubbornness. He curled up to the side with his girlfriend like they were afraid of being noticed.
What they had experienced today would change these people's worldview forever.
Of course, that included themselves.
"My appearance has changed." Gu Jun told his friends, "But I am still the same person."
"Compared to a kangaroo, at least you're still human." Wu Siyu looked at him from head to toe. "With this face, it should be fine after a trip to Korea, right?"
Gu Jun couldn't help but laugh. "There should be another way, there should be another way …"
The optimism of the two infected the others. What was originally a very sad matter now had a bitter point of laughter.
After all, Wu Shiyu was right. The most important thing was that the person had returned alive. The Korean doctors would have to take care of his face.
"You guys remind me of a saying." Cai Zixuan continued to stitch as he sighed. "Good things that have gone through hardship will be especially sweet."
"Lu Xun or Shakespeare?" Gu Jun asked. Could it be another one of the Phecda Hero's works?
"Shakespeare."
Gu Jun looked at his friend with a smile but he had lost a lot of hair.
Furthermore, he had personally experienced the improvement of Zixuan's skills. This stitching was much better than he remembered.
At the same time, Wang Ruoxiang, Gao Yi and the rest followed the rules and stayed where they were. Xue Ba, who was working on the satellite phone, suddenly yelled happily, "We've made contact! We're now at Mo Bei Desert, Phecda has sent people over to rescue us. "
"How's the situation at the Spell Department?" Wu Shiyu asked.
"Tong Ye said thanks to your information, there were a few incidents of people going crazy but they were all contained by the martial law." Xue Ba walked over and handed the phone to Gu Jun. "Ah Jun, Tong Ye wants you to listen to this."
Gu Jun accepted the black satellite phone and put it to his ear. "Hello?"
"Ah Jun?!" Tong Ye's excited voice came through. "It's really you? Really?! "
"Yes, it's me." Gu Jun couldn't help but smile again. The warmth in his heart intensified. He did miss this old man a little.
Listening to Tong Ye's laughter and looking around him, he knew there were many things that needed to be done. Cleaning up the rebels, curing the codex syndrome, using and researching the Ancient Seal technology … There were many things that needed to be understood. He did not think there was only one Mr. Wang Erde in the 'brotherhood'.
Afterlife Cult, R'yleh Cult and now the Yellow Brotherhood.
The world was indeed turning for the worse, the future was full of uncertainty.
But Gu Jun looked at the people around him. 'Let's try our best together. Just like what Peacock said, protect the ordinary with the supernatural.'
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