"Prof Armitage, you said your grandfather spent his whole life fighting against the dark power of Yog-Sothoth, why do you think that is?"
Gu Jun asked loudly. Actually he did not expect the old man to change his mind, he just wanted to buy some more time so he could come up with a solution.
"There is nothing good or bad about power, power is power." Prof Armitage walked closer with the antique Necronomicon. His face was tinged with confusion. "I am in a different situation from my grandfather, of course I have to make a different choice."
The old professor sprinkled some fine white powder around the ritual mark on the ground and explained to the two of them, "This is a combination of Dunwich soil and some alchemy items. It allows us to connect with the unfinished ritual and make it easier for us to contact the power of the Father."
Gu Jun turned to Hannah with a questioning gaze.
"Brother, I don't even understand what you're saying." Hannah shrugged with difficulty. "I think we're going to die here."
Die? Gu Jun turned to the Necronomicon. If the old man completed the ritual, death was the luckiest outcome.
A man and a woman, they were nothing more than sacrifices. Even if they could leave after the ritual, only George Armitage would be able to do so.
Gu Jun looked around and then turned back to the ritual mark. Suddenly he saw something in it, it was a split cross.
It was mixed among the layers of symbols, and if one did not pay close attention, it would be easy to think that it was part of another symbol.
Split cross, the mysterious signal …
Thinking about this, Gu Jun's emotions were complicated. The identity of the mysterious signal was still a mystery, it could be the Yith or Nyarlathotep.
Gu Jun told himself not to be overwhelmed by hatred, calm down, calm down.
Just now, when he suddenly discovered this symbol, there seemed to be a surging feeling in his mind.
Ever since he woke up in this world's mental asylum, no matter if it was to interact with or use supernatural powers like spells, Gu Jun did not feel anything. His mind was empty like there was no such thing in the universe but now this feeling …
Contact, acceptance.
This split cross.
At the same time, Prof Armitage finished scattering the powder. He walked to the middle of the ritual mark and let out a long breath to relax.
"Jem, Hannah, I know a thing or two about history, linguistics, literature, philosophy, medicine, a few other things."
George Armitage was one of the most knowledgeable people in the world, the old professor said. Gu Jun and Gu Jun knew more than a little about George Armitage.
"But I still can't understand Brother Waitley. That is a creation of God. Only a creation of God can be like what my grandfather said."
With that, Prof Armitage began to recite the Dark Hymn he had memorized by heart.
The light in the reading room dimmed and flickered. The doctor's voice quickly changed from gentle and honest to low and hoarse, even more ear-piercing than the cries of vultures.
The doctor's throat rose and fell violently, as if there was a whirlpool stirring in his throat. He made a sound that did not belong to a human being. "Igonaia … Igonaia … Sphuskennha … Yog-Sothoth … Ibsik … Heayi … Nigelkedra …"
The sound was indistinct, but it also sounded loud and clear.
The ritual mark on the floor glowed eerily. The light spread from the floor. The whole reading room was corroded and the ceiling shook.
Suddenly, a horrible stench permeated the air. Prof Armitage's aged face instantly swelled. His skin and flesh changed like rotten jelly, like twisted ropes. His eyes bulged out like there were more eyes behind them.
It was unclear whether this change was within the old man's expectations or not.
But the ritual was effective, the old man had reached the edge of the power he craved.
He became crazy and ecstatic, but also mixed with some instinctive pain and fear. His entire head, neck, and upper body were rapidly changing.
Deformity and filth were just the beginning. Suddenly, with a cracking sound, the doctor's black suit exploded. Dozens of grayish-green tentacles with bloody mouthparts broke out from his chest and extended outwards. The way they were arranged seemed to follow some kind of cosmic symmetry that humans couldn't understand.
But these tentacles seemed to have evolved from the intestines in his stomach. They grew longer, waved, opened and closed.
If the other students saw this, they would not believe this half-human monster was their beloved George Armitage.
"N 'gai, n' ghaghaa, bugg-shoggog, y 'hah; Yog-Sothoth, Yog-Sothoth …"
The more pain Prof Armitage experienced, the more ecstatic he became. More than 10 eyes popped out from his eye sockets as if he was looking into a dimension that humans could not comprehend.
Both Gu Jun and Hannah looked at this horrifying scene. The time and space around them started to twist. Strange noises assaulted their eardrums. The ropes that bound them felt like they were about to melt into their bodies. It felt like they were about to turn into the same monsters as well.
The old professor's crazed chanting was even louder than the rumbling of thunder. His chanting exploded one after another, shaking the two's minds to the point of trembling.
Blood and pus flowed on the floor, staining the marks of the ritual.
Gu Jun was a seasoned veteran but he was still shocked by this. He looked at Prof Armitage like he was looking at Wilbur Waitley.
The old man had completely lost his mind. Perhaps he had gone mad while reading the King in Yellow, or perhaps his mind had changed while studying the Dunwich incident.
For a moment, Gu Jun could feel the old prof's madness. The old prof wanted to become a half-human, half-divine being, he wanted that bloodline.
The bloodline of the great Yog-Sothoth. The more he studied Wilbur Waitley, the more envious he became of Wilbur Waitley.
There was also Wilbur Whatley's even more abnormal twin brother...
Prof Armitage was jealous of their bodies and hated their uselessness. They both had the bloodline of God but they both died.
Why did the useless get the chance and why did the knowledgeable have to spend the rest of their lives in mediocrity?
The old prof wanted to become a half-human, half-divine being for himself. He would bring the light of Yog-Sothoth to this world and to the other worlds.
Gu Jun gritted his teeth. His mind was turning chaotic as Prof Armitage's thoughts flowed like a tidal wave.
This should be the next chapter of the King in Yellow … Prof George Armitage was the main character …
It was time to mess up this ritual or there would be no more chances.
Ignoring Hannah, Gu Jun focused his mental power and focused it on the split cross on the ground. He tried to sense it. No matter who it was, he would drag them into this abyss.
'Come, taste the power of Yog-Sothoth …'
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