Fresh blood dyed the wilderness red. The dark clouds fell from the sky, turning every living thing that wandered the island into nothingness.
The grass was dying, the trees were dying, the land was dying but something was rising in the midst of the death.
The power of the ritual was increasing. The mental influence on the people increased. More and more people were stabbed to death by the black robes. This primitive method of attack was causing great damage. There were only about fifty to sixty people left standing. They were shrinking the defensive line and forming a circle to defend.
In this chaos, Gu Jun did not move. Strangely enough, the black robes did not try to attack him.
'What is happening to Gu Jun?
Is he really in a mental battle or has his mind collapsed? '
At this moment, other than the members of Phecda, even the commanders who were still trying to boost their morale started to crack … The shadow had already shrouded them. If this continued, how much longer would they last? Death was not far away.
But Wu Shiyu did not give up. She called out to Gu Jun.
She had the closest mental connection with him so she was the first to notice the change in his mental state …
Another new energy had suddenly arisen, and it roused her spirits.
"Dirty-minded Yu, listen …" Gu Jun finally said. His voice was hoarse but determined, "The chance is here but there is only one chance."
"Oh?" When Wu Shiyu heard that, her heart jumped. She knew this was not a good opportunity.
"I will be responsible for gathering all these monsters together." Gu Jun looked around at the blood and flesh splattered everywhere before his eyes landed on her face. "You will be responsible for leading everyone to cast out the Ancient Seal and end this ritual like last time. Take these machines and pay attention to your senses. Increase the power of the Ancient Seal. "
He handed her the medic bag. The Carlop machines were all inside.
"Dirty-minded Jun, I have something to tell you." Wu Shiyu gripped the medic bag and her eyes glistened with tears. "But I won't say it. You won't hear it unless you survive."
"I'll try my best," Gu Jun gently pushed Wu Shiyu's head and shouted to the people around him, "Listen to Shi Yu! She knows what to do. "
Because of that new power, he was now in a subtle mental state.
Not only did he maintain his sense of self, but he could also slightly control the dark power that had yet to fully awaken … However, this newly discovered power was also dissipating, and he could not hold on for much longer. He had to act now … He had to enter the final phase of this ritual now …
Under the puzzled gaze of the crowd, Gu Jun walked toward the hill and chanted in the foreign language, "Maggots, reform."
It was a simple sentence, but it was like a clap of thunder. He repeated it, his voice strange but full of power.
Strong winds swept the dark clouds, and in this wilderness, everything seemed to be frozen by this power.
As if time and space had been dragged into a swamp, all the living people in the coalition felt that they were also stagnant. They could not move their bodies, and it was difficult for them to think … The flying gunfire stopped, and the gunshots stopped. They thought that they were going to die under the sabers, but the black-robed monsters stopped too …
Then, the monsters all walked away.
The figures that raised their blades walked away, so did the figures that surrounded them. The figures that had just reformed on the ground also walked away. In all directions, as far as the eye could see, these strange figures walked towards the same direction with their blades dangling down. It was the same direction that Gu Jun was heading towards.
"Captain Gu …"
"What's going on, is this his power …"
"This cannot be the power of a normal human …"
Bell and Paulina Gritzman were shocked but Lou Xiaoning and Peacock did not expect this either.
Ah Jun … could control these dark creations?
Everyone's mind that had been frozen didn't even have time to process a few thoughts before they saw an extremely strange scene.
In the open wilderness before Gu Jun, the black-robed figures walked together. Body to body, limb to limb. Instantly, they twisted and glued together, creating an indescribably creepy sound. It was the sound of bones breaking, flesh rotting, and then new bones growing out and flesh growing back. Gu Jun's eyes widened, and his eyes widened.
The black robed figures tangled together, one, two, ten, dozens, a hundred …
Seeing this, many people were stunned but the members of Phecda were instantly reminded of something.
The Malformed Banyan Tree, it was a Malformed Banyan Tree.
The flesh and blood were glued together, and the limbs were intertwined. The shape of the black-robed people was like a big banyan tree with intertwined roots and joints. As more flesh and blood were glued in, the Malformed Banyan tree grew stronger and stronger. It stood tall and towered into the sky, becoming a dark forest that even the dark clouds could not cover.
Soon, there was no longer a single piece of flesh and blood on the plains. They had all become a part of the Malformed Banyan Tree.
In the middle of the huge Malformed Banyan tree, there was a huge dark tree hole. In the hole, there was a seat made of flesh and blood. From the hole to the ground, there was a vine-like staircase — all made of twisted hands and feet. There were heads everywhere on the tree and they all had different faces.
There were the withered faces, the faces of the Deep Ones, the faces of the cultists, Xie Yiman, Tian Yi, Xue Ba …
At that moment, the group felt like they were experiencing what Jack Wales had experienced. Just looking at it was enough to send them into a frenzy.
If they took a few more glances, they might succumb to madness …
But Wu Shiyu, Peacock and the rest could still hold on, so could Uncle Dan and the rest. They still had the mission given to them by Ah Jun …
The howling of the wind disappeared, there was only silence between heaven and earth.
The shock in the group's eyes deepened. They watched as Gu Jun stepped onto the stairs and walked toward the tree hole. His face was devoid of expression. He walked all the way into the tree hole and sat down on the flesh chair. He faced them like a king who had just been crowned.
'Who is this Gu Jun … or what is he turning into … '
The group shivered as they stared at the giant tree, the tree hole, the figure, the power that was pressing down on them.
Suddenly, the tree hole shrunk. Dark red flesh and blood stuck to Gu Jun from all sides. In an instant, his whole body was swallowed. Only his face was exposed. His eyes were half red and half black.
Before the Malformed Banyan Tree, in the wilderness around the group, there appeared to be countless illusory figures kneeling on the ground.
These figures all had their heads lowered. Some were headless, some were humans, some were abnormal creatures, some were rotting corpses and some were just skeletons.
The ones who knelt at the front were the recently deceased Prohorovka, Fridersson, Holliday and the rest. Among them was Xue Ba.
The group was overwhelmed by confusion but Wu Shiyu knew that it was still Dirty-minded Jun! His scent was still there, he was still there.
"It's him … He's still here …" She mumbled, "This was his idea …"
"Wu Shiyu!" It was unclear whether it was the Malformed Banyan Tree or she was hallucinating but she heard Gu Jun say, "Get ready, now is the time!"
Gu Jun's consciousness was twisting and struggling. Half of it was the power of darkness and the other half was his own.
This was the end of the ritual. All the ritual power had gathered here.
If the Son of Misfortune successfully arrived, he would use the Malformed Banyan Tree as his body, one of his usual forms …
But for now, the door to the abyss was still blocked by his consciousness. But now was the time. Any later and the Son of Misfortune would be unstoppable …
"Now is the time, everyone …" Gu Jun could not tell whether his voice was heard or not. He could feel the dark flesh crawling into every inch of his skin and into his brain. He was merging with the Malformed Banyan Tree. He was disappearing.
But I … cannot die like this … This world is not over yet, R'yleh will remain submerged for a few more days …
We still have to go back for the festival … Dirty-minded Yu still has something to say and I still have something to listen to …
Gu Jun summoned all his energy. He already knew what to do. He opened the fragmented sweet dream of the Son of Steel in his mind.
With a bang, another burst of light energy surged out. It temporarily suppressed the dark consciousness. This was his chance.
Being blown by the stagnant gale, the people who were frozen instantly felt their spirits relax.
Now, quick, do not hesitate … Wu Shiyu listened to him telepathically. Tears shimmered in her eyes as she gripped the Carlop machine tightly.
"Unleash the Ancient Seal!" She screamed as tears fell, "Everyone, attack!"
The Phecda members were well-trained. They quickly formed into a battle formation. Bell and the rest followed their orders without hesitation. Together with Wu Shiyu, the group of 60 people unleashed their Ancient Seals at the twisted Malformed Banyan Tree.
A wave of glowing Ancient Seals shot forward. Due to the power of the Carlop machine, the attack landed squarely on the Malformed Banyan Tree.
It was hard to tell whether it was the howling of the wind, the howling of the Malformed Banyan Tree, or the earth shattering. The group lost their hearing and their vision swayed.
Dirty-minded Jun, Dirty-minded Jun, you have to stay alive. Do you hear me? I will tell you those words now …
Wu Shiyu's voice faded away. Gu Jun could feel everything melting away. He could feel the Malformed Banyan Tree crumbling into pieces …
But he had no idea whether he would also become a pile of broken pieces.
It was painful, filled with regret, but … the abyssal door on the stone tablet was closed. The ritual was over.
Even the last red robe man had walked into the stone tablet to sacrifice himself. Afterlife Cult, Son of Misfortune, rest in silence, stay in hell …
Before Gu Jun's eyes, the fragmented sweet dream was still flickering. It was beautiful.
It was the Lai Hwa Festival. The Lai Hwa trees in his hometown were all blooming. Lenton, his family, Lydia, and his good friend Payani strolled through the mountains to enjoy the flowers. Different from the Son of Steel that the world knew, this was a normal sweet dream, a sweet dream that belonged to humanity.
He smiled. What he saw was his own sweet dream. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival. It was him, Dirty-minded Yu, Zixuan, Uncle Dan, Deng Ximei, and the rest, enjoying the moon …
The sweet dream gradually blurred … His consciousness slowly faded … The power of light and darkness was dispersing …
It was the end of the play. It was also a famous play called "Man".
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