A low, consistent chanting resounded around the altar, each rhythm tinged with a wicked and crescendo fanaticism, as if it were not human.

In the shroud of this incantation, Gu Jun was triggered by the scalpel in his hand to trigger the illusion, with a vague fog that pierced through the past and the unknown......

Some of the letters were written in a messy way, like long-lost memories:

[I miss my years at Carlop College. Every day, I devote myself to studying medicine, studying various classics, and discussing different propositions with teachers and classmates, and I am immersed in a kind of ignorant happiness. I wish those days weren't over.

But I knew that was no longer possible, and I had to admit with shame that I had failed.

My strength and wisdom are nothing in front of this terrible storm. I think that even if we continue on this path, we may not have a chance to defeat the strange creation, nor will we have the opportunity to touch the mysteries of life, medicine, space, space, and the universe that surpass our intellectual abilities.

Death may give me another answer.

As for the healing of this world...... Please also tell my classmates that everyone should have their own pursuits, and don't be discouraged by my decision. In particular, I told Rybdi Peyani that he is capable enough to take over my job and not give up, but I'm going to go first. 】

Gu Jun felt that he had seen illusions, but these illusions seemed to be happening to him.

He stood on a dead seaside cliff, where the cold wind was blowing and almost stirring the rocks on the edge of the cliff.

He looked into the distance, and the sea seemed to be churning with black water. He suddenly raised the scalpel in his hand and violently wiped it at his neck, and the sharp blade instantly cut through the flesh and skin, cutting the trachea and common carotid artery.

The blood immediately gushed out wildly, and was scattered by the sea breeze and splashed on the stones, and he suddenly made an uncomfortable sound of poor breathing......

His tired body shook a few times, and finally he slowly fell to his knees, looking at the endless sea, and muttered: "Destruction, destruction......"

He repeated the word over and over again, and the blood soon stained the rocks around him red, and his voice grew deeper and lower......

His spirit and body were returning to silence, but it was also at this time that he felt something silently appear behind him, and slowly looked back.

I saw that just a few steps behind me, I don't know when it started, I don't know where it came from, the nine figures were standing there, all hazy in the darkness, and I couldn't see whether it was a human figure, a beast shadow, or some strange shape. I couldn't tell if it was really standing there, or if it was a phantom that distorted time and space.

"Lelorey Langton." Among the nine figures, a gloomy voice sounded calmly, and said to him, "The Old Ruler already has a demon seat ready for you. Above human cognition, there is a greater mystery. ”

He looked at the figures, and it was clear that they were projections of the dark abyss, but he saw a ray of light.

That's the light that has finally found its way.

He staggered to his feet, the blood-dripping scalpel in his hand fell to the ground, and with the last of his strength he said, "Those mysteries...... I want to know. ”

Suddenly, this illusion shattered, Gu Jun breathed rapidly, his trachea was contracting, and the common carotid artery was pulsating, but it was not broken.

Gu Jun saw that he was still in the altar, and the surrounding Xue Ba, Uncle Dan, Lin Mo and others were still there, and he could recognize each of them again.

Holding the Carlopp scalpel, which had been used to dissect aliens and also used for suicide, a taste of sweet spring after a long thirst surged up in his body and mind.

He can move again, his will as Gu Jun has completely returned, firmly occupying this body.

The restlessness and darkness of the children of doom were suppressed by another sensation that was revived by the illusion and nourished his will. In the back of his mind, it felt like someone else's expectation, and like his own will:

"Don't give up...... Ending the chaos...... You are the result ......"

Along with this feeling came a myriad of blurry lights and shadows that could not be seen clearly, as well as thousands of clear words in different languages.

As well as some new experiences of spells, Gu Jun still didn't know the specific knowledge of spells, but he remembered a spell......

"Ah Jun?" Everyone in the team was disturbed, only Xue Ba, who had the most tenacious will, could still speak in a trembling voice, and he was the first to notice that Gu Jun seemed to have changed back.

At the same time, the chanting grew louder and louder.

Except for the four red-clothed people around, they were still calm, and those black-clothed people had deformed knots on their withered faces.

The mystical patterns on their robes seemed to be full of spells, and they worked with their horrible and abominable incantations:

“הבשרשלךהואארוחהטובהשלנו，השםשלךיהיהשייךלנו，אניאדונך！”

The gray mist gradually receded, and each of the giant trees around the altar turned out to be a large banyan tree, and between the shadows, those eerie and twisted branches looked like they were made of a combination of various corpses. Could it be that these banyan trees are projected into another space and born, spreading the pain and fear of disease......

The red light in the stone streaks of the altar grew stronger and stronger, and flowed faster and faster, all of them poured into the four stone pillars, and the ritual was about to be completed.

But suddenly, the wolf beasts were the first to smell the change, their prickly fur hanging down, and their tails between them with some uneasiness.

It was impossible for Gu Jun to speak, but he spoke, his voice was calm and without fear:

"You ...... Do you really know who the 'children of doom' are that you have called to descend? ”

There aren't many people who know that this answer exists. In the civilization of the different languages, in the civilization of the earth, they are.

Because of that person, it was believed that he died by suicide.

The power he received at the bottom of the Longkan Sea was something that the Afterlife Society had never clearly understood......

Gu Jun glanced at the withered faces that were still calm but obviously confused, and the coldness on his face became heavier, "Are you ready to be devoured by the demon before awakening the demon?" ”

Langton has years of nostalgia and mentors, and he has them too, and he won't give up.

The suppressed dark will in his body was churning and surging again, but this time it was released by him on his own initiative, and these dark forces that he could not grasp would completely engulf him at any time, but at this moment he had no fear, opened his mouth and issued that alien incantation, forcibly overriding all the power of the manipulating altar:

"Destruction, destruction, destruction!" Gu Jun shouted over and over again, in different directions, transmitting the voice coming from the abyss, "Destruction!" ”

In foreign languages, "destruction" means "doom".

Every time he shouted more, the gloom in his will became more and more, and the light and shadow in front of him were confused.

It's like seeing all kinds of decay and mutilation when dissecting corpses, and it's like seeing mountains of dead bodies in the illusion of the stone chamber.

But his voice was already the sound of a landslide and a tsunami, and in just a few moments, the entire altar burst apart in an instant, and the four stone pillars also fell with a bang, and there was a terrifying thunder and rumble from the ground, the earth was shaking, and the five-thousand-meter-long whirling stone staircase was collapsing.

All the wolves and beasts that were still alive let out a terrified wail and fled in all directions.

The confusion that permeated the altar shattered, and the faces of those men in black and red changed, and they seemed to be more real than just now.

And the sound of their chanting spells had long since ceased abruptly.

"Destruction ......" Gu Jun's whole body was shaky, and his face was pale and weird. He snatched a submachine gun from Xue Ba, who was still unable to move next to him, and immediately aimed it at the members of the Afterlife Society in front of him, especially the red-clothed man who spoke just now.

"Destruction!" He pulled the trigger with his right index finger, and the fire came out, bang......

Xue Ba, as well as Uncle Dan, Lou Xiaoning and others, who came back to their senses, were all stunned by this scene.

The bullets from the submachine guns finally no longer passed through the shadows, but through the bodies of those men in black and red, their heads shattered and their flesh splattered. These withered men, who had just blasphemed the demons, fell in a pool of blood in disbelief.

In this strange forest space, there was no strange and terrifying incantation sound, and there was a bitter and terrible howl that echoed in hell.