'If there's a price to pay, come at me. '
Gu Jun thought as he lay inside the glass chamber. His body was connected to the machine and his eyes stared up at the majestic stone dome above the library.
'Come at me, Gu Jun, I'm the one who changed this, I'll bear the responsibility. '
"Captain Gu, we still don't know what's going on …" Yu Chi was worried for the man but he was not one to console so he stuttered.
"Hmm." Gu Jun knew it was pointless to lie there and worry. Every second was precious, it would affect the Mysterium World and Phecda World. Therefore, even though his head was splitting, he had to move.
"I can sense the Yith are on the move, they have something planned. Perhaps they've already heard our conversation while they're transcending time. "
This feeling did not come from Gu Jun's imagination, it was probably the Yith's thought implantation. "They do not wish to reveal themselves, they do not wish to expose their location in time. They wish to push us to achieve our common goal. Captain Yu, find a machine to lie inside as well, we'll see what they're up to. "
Yu Chi had been waiting for this for a long time so he was instantly excited.
He jumped down from the podium and walked to the neighboring podium. Then he opened the large glass chamber and lay down. There was no dust inside. Through the transparent bottom, one could see the intricate carvings on the surface of the podium. These carvings and pictures were part of the machine.
Once Yu Chi lay down, he immediately experienced the feeling Gu Jun described. Some light rushed out from the bottom to connect his body …
"I think … I'm ready …" Yu Chi said after a deep breath, "What next?"
What would happen next, Gu Jun had no idea. "We'll try to empty our minds and accept the Yith. With the limit of our human body and the exhaustion that surpasses time, we might only have one chance so we have to try our best, every second. "
After that, the two started to move.
Gu Jun had no idea whether Yu Chi was successful or not. He looked at the strange patterns on the ceiling and a strange feeling surged. The witch's power was stirring as well. They twisted and twisted. The machine creaked again and all the tubes came to life.
His eyes suddenly widened, and his blood flow rapidly increased. His entire head was swelling, and that feeling came again.
"Yith, Yith …"
Gu Jun called out seriously in his mind. If you have any plans, just do it, but don't hurt anyone else, just me …
He was taking in even more. His entire body seemed to have turned into a cone, and his body size just happened to be able to be accommodated by the glass cabin. At the top of this huge cone, there were four long cylindrical tentacles with different things growing at the end.
At the end of two of them were giant claws that looked like crab pincers. The other one had four red organs that looked like trumpets or suckers. The last one was an irregular yellow-like sphere with a diameter of about 0.6 meters. In the sphere, there were three giant black eyes arranged in a circle. Its field of vision could see all angles of the three-dimensional space.
The sphere seemed to be its head. At the top of the head, there were four slender grayish-white stems. At the top of each stem, there was a flower-like organ that looked like some kind of antennae, or some kind of signal transceiver. Below the head, in a position that looked like a chin, there were eight small green tentacles that floated in the air.
Its whole body, be it the cone, the tentacles or the thing at the end of the tentacles, was covered in uneven, semi-elastic scales.
The bottom of the cone was covered in a grayish-white gelatinous substance. Through the extension of its body, it could move like a snail but at a much faster speed.
This strange lifeform appeared to be the Yith …
No, more accurately, it was one of the physical forms of the Yith. When they built this city and this library, they were in this form. Since they were a race with a parasitic consciousness, they could exist in another body … Therefore, Gu Jun could not tell whether this was the Yith's' current 'form or not.
But at that moment, Gu Jun felt himself in this form. It felt like his whole body was torn apart and then pieced back together.
The tentacle with the four suckers reached out to latch onto one of the metal rods of the machine so that it could be operated.
The tentacles and tentacles on the head also had some connections to the machine.
Gu Jun was still in a human body but he had turned into a Yith. He was almost one with the machine.
He did not know if he would just suffer from a splitting headache when the machine stopped or if he would really explode.
'Where does this lead to … '
The illusions flickered before Gu Jun's eyes. The cone body was sucked into the temporal vortex. His head was twisting, his hands were twisting, his whole body was twisting.
It was like the tape of an old-fashioned tape recorder was constantly jamming, making an unpleasant sound like a scraping pan.
All of a sudden, it stopped.
"I heard some people have gone mad again, it's at Arkham."
"Those damned demon worshippers, they will all go to hell."
"Isn't it clear enough? If it's up to me, we should just burn them to death. Sigh, what kind of mistake has Salem committed?"
Gu Jun could vaguely hear some angry chatter, it was in English … Arkham? Salem? Isn't that the Massachusetts World …?
Suddenly, the nerves in his brain twitched. He sucked in a deep breath. At the same time, he felt like he was standing in a certain place.
This feeling was different from when he invaded Tong Ye's mind. This time, the invasion was more complete.
Gu Jun looked at his hands. They were human hands, the calloused hands of a middle-aged Caucasian man. Information surged in his mind. The man's name was Sam Manes, he was a resident of Salem and also a warden at Salem Prison.
In 1692, during the outbreak of the Salem Witch Trials, many people were sent to prison because they were accused of witchcraft or witchcraft.
One of the young girls from Arkham, Keziah Mason, was arrested. She was locked up in one of the cells at this prison.
"Hmm …" Gu Jun took a deep breath. The scene before him became clearer. The dark and damp cell was built underground and this was the entrance to the stairwell. A group of wardens were cursing and chatting. They were the ones who made the noise. Among them, Gu Jun could see with a single glance that one of them was acting strangely.
It was a short and rotund middle-aged man. He had a big belly and freckles all over his face. He was also looking at Gu Jun with shock.
"Ol 'Yu?" Gu Jun asked in Chinese.
The rotund middle-aged man nodded. The other wardens heard him as well. One of them asked, "Sam, what are you talking about?"
They were now extremely sensitive to strange languages and sounds.
"What?" Gu Jun acted as if nothing had happened. He knew from the original's mind that they were all wardens of the same rank so the more confident he acted, the less suspicious he would be. "I'm calling you. I'm going to patrol the cells, who wants to come with me?"
He knew these people normally did not want to come into contact with evil, afraid of being tainted by bad luck.
As expected, the wardens looked at each other but no one said anything. It was the fatty, Gilian Bird, who was invaded by Yu Chi, who stuttered, "Me?"
"Then come." Gu Jun said and walked towards the stairwell entrance. Yu Chi followed with an oil lamp.
"Why are you so eager?"
"Because the witches are pretty?"
The wardens laughed and cursed, "That's the devil's trick, don't get yourselves into trouble!" "Don't drag us into this!"
Gu Jun knew that he and Yu Chi had done some research on witches before. Throughout history, many so-called witches were mistaken for witches because they were too beautiful. They were slandered by the jealousy of others, and that was why they suffered. In the Salem Witch Case, most of the victims were young girls so many girls were framed.
The two of them walked down a flight of stairs, said the secret code they had agreed on, and matched their identities.
As they walked down the long corridor, the lower they went, the more humid it became. The air was filled with a strong rancid stench, making it hard to breathe. The wooden cells on both sides were moldy, and unknown mushrooms were growing everywhere. Some of the cells were filled with unkempt suspects, while others were empty.
Seeing the two walk past, some of the suspects cried out in pain or cursed madly. There were very few who stood calmly.
Along the way, Gu Jun scanned his surroundings warily. Since the Yith sent them here, it must be related to the witch.
Now, he could not feel the witch's power following him, he had no idea where it had gone.
But the Massachusetts World had always been that witch's home field …
The two walked for a while and when they reached the end of the underground prison, they heard the clanking of shackles.
Most of the cells here were empty because an important suspect was being held here. The police found a lot of occultism related items in the suspect's residence, most of them were things that only Satan's followers would dabble in. Even without the incident in Salem, it would have been enough to arrest the suspect and lock him up.
Just outside the cell at the end of the corridor, Gu Jun saw a Caucasian girl about 17 or 18 years old locked inside. Even though she was imprisoned, she maintained an air of elegance. She had a head of long black hair and a pair of pale green eyes. Her features were delicate and pretty, and her body was tall and slender.
From the looks of it, this girl was a typical victim who was captured because she was too pretty.
Gu Jun had no idea what happened to the other people here but he knew this girl, Keziah Mason.
She was indeed a witch but Gu Jun could not tell if she was before or after her imprisonment.
He wondered if she was the Oak Witch when she was young.
"What … are you?" Suddenly, before they could speak, Keziah Mason asked, "I can see your true faces."
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