Plague Doctor

Hissing, not knowing what beast sounds like.

The deserted prairie, the wind swept, Gu Jun felt the whole world spinning, where is this wilderness...

The weed pile swayed a little, drilling a few short, beastly... wildlings. Their hair and mustaches were long and messy, and their eyes filled with fanaticism, and suddenly they shouted at something, waving the wooden stick in their hand and rushing out.

Gu Jun's heart suddenly beat. This feeling was like dreaming. It didn't need his own consciousness to control it at all, and then something happened.

He seemed to be one of those wildlings, waving a wooden stick, and it was only then that he could see clearly that there were several other wildlings ahead.

Those wildlings look slightly different, flat forehead, small and thick body, yelling in alarm at different original languages...

Boom! Boom! The wooden stick fell like a whirlwind, beating wildly with a stick on their flat foreheads, spilling blood, spilling brains!

“Whoo-hoo!” A few victorious wildlings threw away the wooden stick in their hands, jumped to the ground, grabbed a few unknown beasts' fleshbones and ate them, chewed every dot of flesh, sucked the blood in their bones...

That feeling of beauty, after hunger for many times, the pleasure of eating well, Gu Jun deeply felt it, as if to wake up from the ancient memories of blood.

He seems to hear a creepy whisper, that's your ancestors, that's you...

Shut up, shut up... Gu Jun raised his consciousness to fight, I know this is an illusion!

Some of the scenery quickly flipped past, but all of those feelings were truly true. The wildlings killed their kind. The wildlings saw the female wildlings rushing to rape, and the wildlings trembled on the branches of the trees. The wildlings saw the sky suddenly all black, and the eclipse...

But the wildlings could not understand the sight in front of them. On their knees, they trembled and cried, and their hearts were only terrified.

This incomprehensible fear also flourished in Gu Jun's mind.

The wildlings are afraid of eclipses, what are you afraid of...

“Shut up!” Gu Jun fought hard to resist.

Why don't you just accept that it's not a fantasy, it's the journey you've been through as a human being.

Suddenly, countless more vistas are pouring over, as if tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years had passed by. He saw some wildlings take the fire out of the trees burned by lightning, saw them warm, accidentally dropped raw meat into the fire heap, accidentally put out the spark by rain...

Seeing them looking everywhere for fire, seeing them learn to make fire, seeing them migrate.

The community is growing, fighting more, bleeding more, being more brutal.

“This is what you call civilization... founded...”

More images rushed by, constantly impacting the spirit of Gu Jun. The wildlings have tribes, the wildlings have languages... but the war never stops, expands, robs, massacres, pillages, blood, blood...

He saw these wildlings wearing gorgeous clothes, living in magnificent buildings, building their own history... but the blood never stops, slaves, crying, skulls, buried alive, buried in limbs, pits, buried, tortured, broken hands and feet, chopped into meat sauce...

“This is what you call order… established…”

Gu Jun felt that his flesh was being distorted, and he saw the wildlings expanding and reproducing, the species constantly dwindling in pain and tragedy, the outbreak of war and oppression, oppression, oppression... he saw the demise of some ethnic groups, the rise of some ethnic groups... the tragedies in Huangsha, in the grasslands, in the city... this country, that country, this continent, that continent, deportation, massacre, oppression, ancient, modern, modern...

“This is what you call the world... founded...”

“Ah...” Gu Jun bites his teeth, trying to stabilize the shock wave in his heart, "Is that all? Who doesn't know that humans come all the way blood? ”

“You think this is over.” That creepy whisper is speaking again, like his own voice, "is the stage of development. ”

Gu Jun suddenly saw more scenes, like a scene from the future...

Dead and silent cities, shattered streets, dead trees, strange silence. But in those dark corners, in the eyes of the hungry people, there was nothing but fanaticism, waving all kinds of weapons, yelling at anything, fighting, fighting, killing, raping...

All that has been with humanity for hundreds of thousands of years has happened again.

It's no different than in the wilderness.

“See, want to see more? ”

Suddenly, Gu Jun felt like he was back at the top of the ice-covered mountain. All his companions were still around him, but their faces and eyes were very strange... This is what he saw from the wildlings, hungry to the extreme.

Some strange scenes flashed past him. He looked like he saw Xue Ba, Uncle Egg, Lu Xianning, Yu Xiaoyong and they were eating a headless body on the ground...

The clothes the body was wearing, the clothes he was wearing...

If you get stuck in the snow for a long time, you will eat each other and nothing else will come of it.

Humanity's so-called fragility of civilization, order, world, humanity, just as human flesh is fragile.

“Shut up!” Gu Jun covered his fissure-head. Some of them couldn't breathe.

“What are you insisting on?” That whisper keeps saying, "Those things you call precious are just delusions, self-deception, group assumptions, worthless waste. Supported by falsehoods, it's overwhelming and collapses at any moment. ”

Gu Jun's mind was lost, and gradually some of it was eaten by the blanks. Those bright colors were fading away...

This fantasy is melting away his humanity... they, the Lalaires, are taking away his humanity...

He knows that, but why is he still being rolled away?

“Ablation? Take it away?” the whisper said, “Why didn't you just face the truth? ”

All you insist on is a fantasy dream, and time will ruin it.

Those so-called civilizations, orders, worlds, humanity… will change over time.

The sins of the past are the glory of today, but the glory of today is the sin of the future.

The only thing that can be immortal in time is that greater being.

Gu Jun suddenly saw the wildlings lying on their knees in the deserted prairie, worshipping a huge stone statue standing in front of them.

It's like the statue from the ancient tomb, but there are boulders as big as that, and the rectangular base has a shape that breaks through the laws of physics...

Those wildlings are crying out loud--

The only one capable of immortality in time is that great being.

Gu Jun's head was about to burst. All of a sudden, all these visions were gone. The cold wind was still blowing. Around the iceberg cliffs in the extreme light, a pile of animal bodies, the bodies of two rows of Arctic wolves, the Inuit people and the shadows were still looking at him there.

He could not stand steadily and almost fell to the ground. Xue Ba, Yu Xiaoyong and the others had already fallen to the ground, like falling into delirium, full of pain and confusion...

“The sin of the past is the glory of today...” Gu Junlan, his face changed. “Today's glory is the sin of the future...”

“Xian Jun, hold on...” Wu Shiyu on the ground next to him barely cried out. Although his eyes were scattered, he still had a sober consciousness, “Hold on...”

“Are you all right?” Gu Jun asked her.

“It's okay to just stand there.” Wu Shiyu exhaled softly, "but after lying on the ground, I was much more comfortable. ”

Her eyes suddenly saw that Gu Jun's mouth grinned with a slight smile. Even she could not feel his current mental state.

Gu Jun raised his head and looked forward at the Lalaire followers. He said slowly: “If humanity is so complicated, why do you think you understand... but my humanity is just like that, so simple... because you make me very unhappy...”

His eyes suddenly became sharp, "I'm going to destroy you now! ”

Anyone who casts spells has a price, and these believers are no exception.

Illusions are opposite, they affect his spirit, and his spirit can affect them.

At this moment, Wu Shiyu was shocked and realised what he wanted to do… The Inuit and the shadows over there all seemed to have gone awry.

“Ah!” Gu Jun whistled while removing the Karop anatomical knife from his lumbar bag.

While I'm still human, do something human. While I'm still Gu Jun, do what you want.

Each of these friends must return safely, and the plague of Eastern State must be eliminated, otherwise my doctor would be too incompetent.

His long tsunami fell, and he recited it in an alien voice, devoting all his spiritual strength to this spell, distorting the spirit of everyone else:

“Mutant seeds like battle axes break out of rotten dirt and disintegrate disgust,

Stinking instead of fragrance, filthy flesh and blood gathered together for thousands of grandchildren,

Maggots reshape across boundaries,

Bite the starlight spreading through the dark world,

The names of the ancients will not fall! ”

This spell is used to cast Xenobanyan disease in the Xenobanyan forest, where there are no Xenobanyan trees and there will be no connections.

But it is, in itself, a very destructive word of soul.

Gu Jun found out after reading the page's broken spell.

With his fierce spell, the Inuit people and the shadows over there, in a shocking scream, turned from obscurity to connection, but for a few moments, their dozens of mental shadows, adults and children, Inuits and shadows, had all twisted into a great banyan tree.

Their hands and feet are branches, their bodies are trunks, their heads are plugged around the trees, and in all eyes, the residual shock quickly turns to ashes.