Plague Doctor

[Dr. Carlop,

In peace, you defend peace.

If the whole world is melting away, people have no way out, full of fear.

You won't back off.

You tear the darkness to pieces with a sharp scalpel.

While those blurred shadows became substance, it was Gu Jun's mental power that burned wildly, instilling the notes and illusions of the crippling spell on the page into this dream. His heart was tightened and his breathing was difficult, but some images were also resurrected in his mind.

That magnificent Carlop College, those young faces, he seemed to hear them learning this little song.

Cold rain wetted every face that became clear. Teacher Usam was a serious middle-aged man with a meticulous mustache. Eleven students, handsome boys, bright girls, Paiani was Zhang Dun's gentle face, and Langton...

“Xian Jun, that guy looks a little like you.” Wu Shiyu questioned Gu Jun. After a whirlpool, her face was also pale.

She is referring to the figure known as “Mr. Langton” by the caretaker, who also appears to be an alien, but is also similar to Gu Jun.

And the smell of the name, too, is salty!

“Me and that guy...” Gu Jun bit his lip, fresh pain and bloody smell, gave him another vibration, “a bit of a source. ”

“Itoh, Dr. Carlop is here, what are you yelling about?” But the mayor spoke excitedly, "What do you know? Stand aside. ”

The mayor was actually the spiritual reflection of the caretaker, who nodded at once: “I am reckless, what are these adults afraid of! ”

Meanwhile, the crows have scattered and the wind and rain are receding, and the chanting on the second floor of the ancient mansion has stopped.

It's just... the weird smiles of the bodies standing by the window haven't disappeared.

“Son, you're always so surprising, but you still don't realize what a nightmare you're in. ”

The dull sound of the corpses, without emotion, without teasing, sighing or surprise, was just indifferent: "How deep is this nightmare that you can't even imagine? Even if it's really Dr. Carlop, there's nothing you can do, let alone create these illusions. ”

The chanting burst again!

The whole ancient mansion changed with it, causing the caretakers and the mayor to scream even backwards.

“Hmm...” Gu Jun was caught in the head by a force. The spirit that had just drained so much could not be relieved of for a moment, stinging, fissures and explosions.

In a few moments, this ancient and dilapidated house swelled and cast a dark shadow that devoured all around it.

In front of them, it was only a three-storey house that had risen like a mountain, more like a giant beast.

And in the dense forests around them, the storm had washed away the rotten soil, when something was crawling out of the mud, a highly corrupt body. They fall on rotten mud and septic fluids, and the flesh is like scattered and glued back, like a digestive mass in the stomach.

These bodies turned the wind into an unspeakable stench, turning thunder and rain into their hissing.

It should be a hundred times more complicated and weird than Chen Fade's whining about what an old dog uncle, a ghost eater, is.

“Son, didn't you understand why you're here?” But on top of all this hissing is the twisted voice of the corpses: "You are our creation, and we know you better than you know yourself. Is this your first time in this dream? No, why can't you remember? ”

Gu Jun seems to have heard music like he knew each other before, the ringing of a bell, the teaching of music...

No, it's not a bell, it's Meeping... Glibbering...

No wonder you use a ghost language spell, don't you?

Is Calder's accumulation of Langton a clue to calling the Son of Bad Luck...

“Ah!" Gu Jun's huge pain in the head has made the pain in his left finger seem insignificant. His mental disorder weakened and made the group of Dr. Carlop just stand still like puppets. Their shadows have also become a little obscure again.

“Xian Jun, Xian Jun...” Wu Shiyu wanted to do something, but was also caught by this dark clamp and lost control over himself.

“Son, it's this nightmare that brought you into the world.” The corpses say, "Your soul is part of this nightmare. ”

Gu Jun and Wu Shiyu could still see the scene. After the infinitely enlarged window on the second floor of the ancient mansion, suddenly more people emerged, all children under the age of 10, some even two or three years old. They all walked faceless to the window, dozens, hundreds, thousands.

“It's the super-sensitive children...” Wu Shiyun muttered, recognizing that the children who hurt Tong Grandpa in that classroom illusion were there.

Listen to the sounds of dreams.

“Dream." Does that mean the nightmare, too?

Gu Jun can feel his spirit is confused... the spirit of the super-sensitive children eventually arrived here, here...

“Gu Jun.” The same indifference, "the children said,“ the mother was disappointed in you. ”

“Shut up...” He had a glaring headache and his mother's tender face flashed over his head...

Behind these children, are there more shadows, confused visions, or are they really there? The members of the Fire Phoenix Squad, who had lost their lives, were also watching him. “Gu Jun, it was Huang Guotong who killed us. ”

More people came out of the shadows, those Ross who had lost their lives on the island of Franguer, Mustislaw and them.

Also, there are faces, and the mayor of the town of Watson and others stood by the window, just dreary and weird.

“Son, see, you don't know enough about this nightmare.” The voices of the corpses say, "You burn one layer, you break another, you'll still be buried there. We didn't even create this nightmare, but we know how to use it. ”

Suddenly, their chanting became louder, causing this strange recitation to enter the human heart:

[Welcome to this eternal nightmare,

The kingdom of the insane,

The abyss of the desperate,

The land of the corrupt,

The morgue for sick patients,

There are thousands of ghosts here.

In a raging illusion,

Only the Great is the Lord of all things!

Gu Jun seemed to be caught in the vortex by this chant, and he continued to sink.

But at this point, he heard something else, “Arjun?" "This is Zixuan. Can you hear me?” Is this it? Jun? ”

He heard Cai Zixuan, Wang Ruoxiang, Xue Ba, Egg Uncle, Lu Xianning, Tong Grandpa... and many others, he remembered them.

And salt rain, Professor Gu, Professor Qin, Brother Keung, many people...

It is only at a time when the whole world is melting away that it is all the more necessary for someone to come forward.

This nightmare must be eliminated.

This darkness must be torn to pieces.

“Is it just an illusion...”

Gu Junsha said, not knowing when, he did not drown his head any more, but raised his eyes to the shadows of the ancient mansion on the second floor.

“Are these Dr. Carlops just illusions? But I, too, am a Dr. Carlop! ”