Haunted Places Live

The words of the man in gray resounded like a curse, resounding throughout the council hall.The crowd was silent for a moment, like the sudden freezing in the crowd after a burst of boiling noise.

Lynch was the first to shout angrily, "Who are you! You are not a member of the Presbyterian Church! Who let him in?!"

Immediately, guards on the second floor approached the man in gray, intending to take him out.But at this moment, the Priest Yan of Chaos Temple stood up and said, "Wait a minute. What he said just now is very interesting, I want to hear it."

"Do you still want to listen to the nonsense of a person of unknown origin?" Lin Qi was worried about Chu Yang who seemed to be in a panic and didn't know how to react, while trying to stop the person from continuing to speak.It's just a pity that the man in gray has already said the most important sentence, and everyone has heard it, so he can't take it back.

Chu Yang is the Necronomicon.

"I am the Supreme of the Hyades, the master of Carcosa, the golden king of art and stars - the servant of Hastur." The man in gray chanted with an aria-like voice, "You servants who call themselves kings, But you have not given your all to serve my king. And we have been my king's creations and my king's servants since the beginning of time. We came into this world because your people stole my king's chosen angel. "That pair of crazy eyes never blinked, just staring at Chu Yang, "But now it seems that this may be my king's intention."

"Is he a lunatic?" Shu Xiaojing frowned, and looked at the First Elder, "The joint meeting is a solemn and solemn matter, please the First Elder to expel this person."

At this moment, Chu Yang suddenly whispered to Lynch, "We have to go...we have to go now..."

"Leave?" An Elder La'lye, who seemed to have unusual hearing, immediately stared at them, "Why did you leave? Is it because what he said was the truth?"

Immediately, more than a dozen guards blocked the gate, and they were clearly brought by the Chaos Temple.At this time, an elder from the Holy Flame Department stood up and looked at the man in gray, "You said you are also the servant of the king in yellow? Dare to ask the name of the sect you belong to? What proof do you have?"

The man in gray suddenly let out a series of sharp and piercing laughs, like metal rubbing against each other.Then... His yellow cloak was slowly being propped up by something.

Those were two huge, skeleton-like black things, with fleshy tattered gray membranes hanging from them, and countless dark red bloodshots spreading on them, they turned out to be a pair of extremely dirty and disgusting huge fleshy wings.The members of the Presbyterian Church around him screamed and retreated in panic.At the same time, a strong sour smell, like a rotting corpse, began to diffuse.The body of the gray-clothed man began to grow taller and bigger, and became more and more stooped.His yellow cloak had been torn, his body was covered in oddly sewn-together bumps, and his nose seemed to be spliced ​​together from a variety of animals.His head still vaguely looks like the slightly weird middle-aged man before, but his nose is covered with squirming tentacles like a mole, his two arms are elongated, and his fingers become long and sharp, like a pair of sharp bird claws.The problem was that he had more than one pair of hands, and another pair of similar hands grew under his armpits, plus two legs that looked like insects, which became more and more twisted and weird, extremely ugly.

"Bayaki!" Someone in the crowd shouted, "It's Baiaki!!"

Lynch was also speechless.He knew it was over.

Baiaki, everyone knows that they are the most loyal servants around the king in yellow. They have not appeared on this earth in this reality for at least hundreds of years.But once they appear, there is no doubt about it.

"Xiao Yang..." Lynch quietly began to take off his gloves, and whispered, "The song of death."

They can only escape.

Chu Yang understood what Lynch meant, but he looked around the noisy and chaotic surroundings. With so many level-five observers, it was impossible to get out of the body, and there was no way out...

Suddenly, a certain idea crossed his mind, and he knew that this idea was extremely risky.But at this moment, if he does not take the risk, he and Lynch will definitely be imprisoned.Then what would they do to Lynch, and what would they do to themselves?

The memory of another reality came back vividly in his mind.He remembered the self who was imprisoned by the Presbyterian Church for six years. For six years, he was imprisoned like a livestock, tested to the limits of various observations, and thrown into the most distant terrifying reality completely different from the earth. Here, see if he can survive in the poisonous air.Later, in that reality, there was at least Lynch to save them, but now...the present reality...they are the last hope.

If they are caught, imprisoned, or threatened, they may end up with countless other endings that are the same in reality...

Lynch is destined to die in the end...

It was a bone-chilling fear.And when the fear accumulated to a certain level, a string in Chu Yang's mind snapped.

"You said let me liberate myself?" Chu Yang suddenly raised his head to look at Baiaki, but a gleam of hatred burst out of his empty eyes.

Baiaki, the man in gray, gave him the king in yellow, and destroyed the safe fortress that grandpa tried his best to build for him.And now, he wanted to destroy another fort that Lynch finally built for him.

He has had enough.Enough of escaping too.He must not be like Chu Yi, and absolutely not like Chu Yang the Devourer, being led by the nose by the so-called gods and these high-level observers who want to plunder him for their own reasons.He then looked around and said loudly, "You said you want to see the power of the Necronomicon, right? As you wish."

The bow fell on the strings, and the music that had been played once burst out from the strings again.But this time, the tune was completely different.

If the previous song was a beautiful and romantic serenade, this one is a heavy and forceful soul-requiem song with a touch of madness.Chu Yang completely liberated his mind, and let those crazy, chaotic, and evil imaginations be completely released from the cage of his reason.If it was said that when he was treating Lynch before, his mind was filled with endless warmth and longing, but now the strongest emotions in his mind are anger and hatred.

The anger and hatred seemed to be not only his own, but gathered from every reincarnation, every reality, every self that was screaming in pain and despair in the endless time.Those endless memories perceived behind Carter's Gate were confused with his own perception, and the unprecedented emotional frenzy carried his consciousness into a world of complete madness.The horse hair on the bow broke due to high-frequency friction, hanging from both ends of the bow, dancing with his almost crazy rhythm.

That sound swept the entire hall like a tsunami.The previous chaos was instantly involved by the sound, and even the fifth level present felt the impact of the sound, all kinds of strange intentions began to seep into their minds, and those chaotic and dazzling colors made many people slightly dizzy .The fourth level was even more affected, and some waiters even couldn't stand upright and began to vomit.

In front of everyone, the pot of corn poppy's paper strips seemed to be infused with green juice, and it stood upright again in an instant, the leaves rustled and stretched, and even a coquettish flower suddenly opened at the top.It's just that the color of the flower is much darker than the original one, a red deeper than blood, with a trace of dirty and filthy but at the same time extraordinarily enchanting weird posture.

Everyone was shocked.The resurrection from the dead actually happened.Especially the Byakhee, who was breathing hot, deep, impatiently, heavily, as if hearing something that would make him have some kind of orgasm.

But it still seems to be a little bit worse.Still not fully liberated.The angel still hasn't read the second act of the king in yellow.

Antonio on the high seat narrowed his eyes slightly, as if suspicious.

Lin Qi didn't know why Chu Yang chose to play this piece of music.Although this song is powerful, it is not a song that can cause any harm...

and many more……

He suddenly understood something.

As he mentioned to Chu Yang before, the history of this castle is due to the invasion of a devouring alien organization that summoned countless terrifying monsters from a distant reality.And those monsters were driven into this sea area in the end, and were killed by the joint efforts of the four Holy Sees...

In other words, the corpses of those monsters were lying under their feet, on the bottom of the sea less than 1000 meters away.

It is them that Chu Yang wants to resurrect!

He also had to lament Chu Yang's quick reaction, as long as those monsters were revived, they would have a chance to escape in the chaos.Otherwise, given the fact that the two of them currently have seals on their bodies, it would be impossible to deal with so many Level [-] observers.

Apparently he wasn't the only one who was suspicious, Antonio had already stood up and ordered, "It's ok! Please stop playing!"

time is running out...

At this moment, Lynch suddenly heard a click on his wrist, and looked down, the bracelet that restricted his strength was actually cracked.

He was stunned. Although Chu Yang's piano sound was powerful, it shouldn't be so powerful that it could destroy the seal of Osar.Could someone help him?

Before he had time to think about it, he suddenly felt a consciousness invade his mind, and a silent command said to him, "Sing!"

Whose voice is that?It's not Chu Yang's, nor Antonio's, but it's a bit like...

But he had no time to hesitate.He immediately breathed into his abdominal cavity, and then opened his lips.

The high-pitched and gorgeous voice exploded like fine wine, and rushed into the sky like a phoenix nirvana.The voices of the human voice and the cello blend together like water and milk, complementing each other and building up layer by layer, like a pair of fateful twins who are entwined by nature, releasing amazing energy at the moment of meeting.The music that the two people, who were both in the fourth grade, had surpassed their limit, turned into another kind of music, a kind of music that could penetrate everything.

An unquestionable calling.

All the five ranks stood up at the same time, the huge flying polyp behind Jin Xuanmin raised its head with a piercing whistle, countless tentacles burst out from behind the Yan Priest of the Chaos Temple, and the monks of Lalaiye began to sing weird melodies to summon demigods Gong, and the elders of the Holy Flame Department also started to ignite raging flames...

They wanted to encircle Lin Qi and Chu Yang.

But at this moment, accompanied by a nightmarish deep and ancient roar, a huge tentacle covered with densely packed sharp teeth and suckers, hanging with countless seaweeds and rotting sea anemones suddenly tore the floor of the parliament hall, and in an instant Swept down the second floor and the roof.