Chapter 209 The Gaze of the King in Yellow
There were four people approaching from behind, and with every step closer, Lynch felt the fishy smell getting stronger.
The face is dark, and the body is wearing shabby coarse cloth clothes and trousers. The dirty surface is covered with white salt grains, black and white, giving people the impression of a dirty wall in a public toilet. The coarse cloth clothes were in tatters, even torn in some places, revealing pale skin. The surface of the skin seemed to be covered with transparent mucus, which reflected the cold light under the illumination of the gas street lamp.
Fishy smell, exposure to the sun, salt particles, mucus, and water-soaked skin. A few keywords made Lynch immediately think of fishermen in the sea.
However, this is just an intuitive visual effect. When Lynch subconsciously diverged his thoughts and used inspiration to perceive, a shadow appeared around the bodies of these fishermen.
The image is somewhat similar to Davis, the slave owner who snatched his memories of Red Moon on the ship. He has a fish head and a human body. The skin covered under the clothes is covered with ferocious scales. Several tentacles come from the damaged parts of the clothes on the back. Stretching out, twisting and waving in the air, exuding a strange and dangerous aura.
Not far around them were the guests who were entering the theater. These people turned a blind eye to the strange scene in Lynch's eyes. They just covered their noses with disgusted expressions as they passed by the fishermen, and looked at them with disgust. They dodged sideways, unaware that strange tentacles were twisting above their heads, dripping fishy mucus on them.
A wave of fear and nausea surged from his chest. Lynch was familiar with it. This was the instinctive reaction of looking directly at filth.
My neighbor, my terrible inspiration, why did I see something strange again?
The thought only lasted for a moment, and Lin Qi suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from the fishermen.
It was as if he was facing an irresistible ferocious beast, and the beast seemed to be showing its blood-stained fangs towards him.
No, it’s not as if.
The tentacles on the fisherman's back suddenly lifted neatly into the air. The tip of the tentacles was pointed at the theater manager below. At the same time, his feet accelerated and he rushed towards him.
The security personnel of the theater are gathering from around, trying to stop a few fishermen who are rushing over for no reason. The guests who are entering the venue look sideways and point at the crazy fishermen. Miss Lunt also looked puzzled and clenched the folding fan in her hand without knowing why.
Danger! Extremely dangerous.
Only Lynch realized that these were not normal things. Even if they were not their target, Lynch's soul was still giving a crazy warning. The strength of these four people was no worse than the ghouls who demolished the carriage with their bare hands. Once they faced each other, he would never be able to do anything. The possibility of survival.
Hell, I'm still there. And this is a public place, what do you monsters want to do?
His hair almost exploded, but he did not move away. Instead, he quickly took a step sideways and stood in front of Miss Valente. His pistol was already drawn and pointed in the direction of the fisherman.
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Leviv."
The unhurried voice of the theater manager came from the side:
"Under the gaze of Huang Yin, everything will ruin the viewing experience of The King in Yellow." Any behavior performed will be sanctioned by the King in Yellow.”
Um? Yellow seal?
Lin Qi subconsciously raised his head and looked at the strange mark hanging high at the door of the theater.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the moment the four fishermen stepped onto the last step of the theater, the strange mark suddenly emitted a dim light, which was still quite clear even under the crimson moonlight.
At this moment, Lynch seemed to be on a huge stage. The guests coming and going around him turned into countless strange lights and shadows, twisting and dancing around him, as if countless characters were performing their own lives on the stage.
Above the stage, in the diffuse red mist, a gaze penetrated the layers of fog, penetrated the boundary between fantasy and reality, enveloped the stage, and focused on the four fishermen.
"Ah!" Several screams one after another awakened Lin Qi from his momentary trance. Lin Qi quickly turned his eyes back to the fishermen and found that the four fishermen who had stepped on all the steps suddenly hugged each other with their hands. His head fell down, while his whole body twitched and twisted violently on the ground, while letting out a shrill scream.
The four of them had red eyes and distorted faces, and the blood vessels under their skin bulged like tree roots. Their white teeth protruded from their lips, and their teeth were covered with blood and saliva. It was scary to look at them.
The faces of the surrounding guests turned pale, and they hid behind each other, fearing that they would be infected with some disease if they came too close. Several security personnel and people in blue uniforms under the square finally surrounded them and quickly surrounded them. Fishermen gathered in the center.
There were a few bangs, and then the screams suddenly stopped.
Lin Qi, who was closest, saw clearly that the four fishermen’s eyeballs suddenly burst out of their sockets, and dirty blood with visceral fragments spurted out from their mouths. The muscles on their faces were also distorted and deformed. Finally, It's twisted like a fish head.
Vomit.
The strange scene almost made the unlucky security guards and police officers who approached almost vomit. They each covered their mouths and retched. It took them a long time to recover, and they endured both physical and psychological discomfort to put away the body. The guests' sight was blocked and they almost didn't see this exciting scene. After a while of whispering, they saw that the scene was under control. They thought it was just the fishermen who suddenly went crazy, so they ignored it, restored order and continued the previous entry. field.
Four powerful aliens suddenly died like this?
For a moment, Lynch had an unreal feeling, and he and Miss Valente looked blankly at the theater manager next to them.
Only then did the two of them notice that the manager's hood had been lifted. Under the hood was a handsome middle-aged gentleman, but his figure was thin and his skin was pale, looking eerie like a ghost.
The manager blinked at the two of them mysteriously. Seeing that there were no spectators nearby, he stretched out his hands and whispered in a slightly exaggerated aria: "The sinner who interferes with the King in Yellow's enjoyment of the performance, They must use their lives to atone for their sins and use their souls to perform eternal performances in the Night City. May their performances be wonderful enough to please the great King in Yellow and free them from endless pain as soon as possible.”
< br>What a wicked thing!
Seeing this man's movements like a stage performance, Lynch and Miss Valente looked at each other and felt a little cold. However, this man's attitude still seemed friendly, and with the black cat Count as his guarantor, Lynch still composed himself and asked as calmly as possible: "Who are those four people?"
"Don't worry, they are just a few aliens from Innsmouth. The one who cares about them is Shen Qi. The Old Ones who sleep in the deep sea happen to be mortal enemies of the King in Yellow that I serve. The war between us and them has been going on since the barbaric era. They rarely come ashore, but recently, for some unknown reason, there are suddenly a lot of them. I poured into the Rhine, and I didn’t know what attracted me, and I couldn’t even drive him away.”
Huh? News in the newspaper?
Lynch suddenly remembered that he had seen it when he read the newspaper to Mrs. Maggie the morning before yesterday. In the past few nights, people had always seen suspicious people who smelled like fishermen wandering on the shore near the pier.
Of course this is not the point. The point is that some people saw these fishermen fighting with the hundred-meter-long tentacles on the Rand River.
Recalling the first time he came here and seeing the tentacles vaguely exposed under the manager's yellow robe, Lin Qi asked with a dry smile: "One hundred meters?"
"Haha, it's actually not that long. Those stupid people are really exaggerating." The handsome middle-aged man was not angry, but smiled, "Don't mention them. Mr. Hathaway mentioned it yesterday. Mr. Lynch may come to visit. , I have been waiting for a long time. Are you just here to watch the show, or do you have any questions?"
"We are here to learn some secret information about the nobles," Lin Qi said while staring. The other party's strange vertical eyes suddenly moved in his heart. He remembered Count Hathaway's evaluation of him and the evil god behind him, so he simply didn't hide it, "Forget it, let's be honest, we are here for the flaming red lips."
The smile at the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth gradually disappeared, and his expression showed no emotion or anger. After a moment, he turned around and pointed towards the theater with a half-smile.
"You two, please come in, let's talk inside."
Hiss...
Looking at the mark hanging above the head, thinking about the corpse that has not been completely cleaned, Lin Qi's eyes Turning to Miss Valente beside her. But the noble lady smiled calmly, and like other gentlemen and ladies who entered the room, she gently took Lynch's arm and expressed her attitude with practical actions.
Okay, then let's go in.
(End of this chapter)