Plague Doctor

A characteristic of the black businessman's face is that his mouth is strangely wide, wearing a black robe and a towel cloth, wrapped around his forehead with two small bundles of raised shapes, looking like two horns.

The same goes for this black businessman who opens the grocery room door, who walks in one step and instantly notices something strange.

In this little grocery room, a wooden wheelbarrow with a nightmare mud basin leans against the wall on the left.

But he pushed the nightmare back. The wooden wheelbarrow was parked in the middle. How did he get to the wall now?

The black businessman looked around and couldn't even see an ancestral animal. He walked to the wooden wheelbarrow and lifted the black cloth that covered the nightmarer.

Still, the nightmarer sat in a mud pot, backed against a wooden shelf, with his purple-red disfigured face and his eyes wide open.

But all of a sudden, the black businessman suddenly realized it was not right... there was no fixed iron shelf in these eyes!

These rotten eyes are no longer the only kind of obscure cloudiness, but have a kind of weird sharpness...

“I know you, that's every time you give me a needle.” A low voice sounds, says the nightmarer.

“You!” the black businessman stunned, looking at this face in this eye, this scum is not dead, his consciousness is still there, he is not dead, he is restored! But how can a man's spirit endure to unleash a hundred nightmares like that, and it should be extinguished in the first!

Just as these ideas surged, so did black businessmen shouting.

A giant storm whirlpool swept out of those eyes, as if with all the fear of the Cold Plains.

“Ah...” The black businessman could only hiss instantly, his eyes flooded with immense pain, his whole face twisted, it was all pain, his hands dug! He tried to dig out his eyeballs violently, but he couldn't dig them out. He pulled out his flesh and flesh, and he cried and laughed wildly...

Digging, digging, black merchants shove the shattered eyeballs out of their hands into their wide mouths, biting them with their teeth and screaming.

But there were still shadows in the two blood holes in the orbit, and the hands were still digging, digging in.

“Nightmaremen, nightmares... abyss...”

“You should know that some of your business is always settled.” Gu Jun stood up again struggling, "I usually healed the pain, but for you traffickers, it is okay to cause pain. ”

The power of this spell is not insignificant, but the erosion has risen by only 0.1%, and there is little sense of depletion in mental power.

But the texture of his mental strength is really different now, and those nightmare energies make him look like a nightmare.

He just stood up and saw two more black businessmen at the door, all looking stunned.

“My eyes are the abyss, the abyss is the truth!” Gu Junlan read the spell again. The rhythm of each syllable and its power came to his chest because he knew the parchment paper in the sea. Even he could feel a strange burst of power.

The two black merchants at the door, their eyes burst open and a purple worm twisted out of their eyes.

“Ah!” both cried, falling to the ground, grabbing his face frantically, digging his eyes, “Nightmares, nightmares...”

“Your Nightmare Wonder Session.” Gu Junlan, perhaps as fast as the blood burned in his body, the erosion increased by 0.15%, but he felt more powerful muscles and bones all over him, though still shaking, but stood still.

He looked at the clutter around him and retrieved his little medical kit from a wooden cabinet against the right wall. All three of Callup's autopsy instruments were there. The ancestors packed them up and sold them with him. He also put the scalpel in his bag and put it in his pocket.

He took another white mask from the clutter pile and put it on. The mask revealed only his eyes, but the ordinary circle fitted his face.

With another wooden pole at the right height as a cane, he walked out, dragging a bunch of vines on his feet.

Now, he has to get out of the theater immediately, but if he can't get out, kill him.

Gu Jun just walked to the aisle outside the room. The movement here has drawn attention. Five or six black businessmen rushed in the direction of the stage. He was shocked to see him again. He didn't give them time to react. He read the spell again!

The screams burst, and the black merchants suddenly fell, scratching their eyes, and there were also worm-born eyes.

The bugs chewed, chewed out tens of millions of holes, bloodshed, and took the bugs elsewhere.

They roll over the aisle, and the pain comes from all over, more bites, more bugs.

The power of a dream world has no boundaries.

Gu Jun walked with his crutches. He didn't pay any attention to the moaning black businessman beside him. He went in the direction of the stage. He doesn't know the structure of the theatre, he doesn't know where to go, he only knows that the audience will go that way, there must be a door there.

Another group of more than a dozen black businessmen rushed in as a more turbulent step sounded.

Gu Jun recognized that the black businessman who bought him from his ancestors was there. He seemed to be a leading figure, full of anger.

“Hello.” He kept walking in his footsteps, reciting a spell: “My eyes are the abyss, and the abyss is the truth! ”

More than a dozen black businessmen were still unstoppable, not even knowing what was going on, and collapsed in piles, making the screams of the theatre even louder.

There are not only black businessmen in the aisle, there are also a group of three ordinary audience-style passers-by staying, their faces are white, they can't say anything...

Well, that sounds like a nightmare, that's the suit... just a white mask.

“You take me to the nearest door.” Gu Jun said to walk towards them, "I'm getting out of here. Take me away, don't fuck with me. ”

He did not make any threats, but the three passers-by were already crying and shouting: "This way, this way! Don't kill me, don't!” They fell and crashed forward, unwilling to look back, those abyss eyes never wanted to look again.

“Don't fuck with me.” Gu Jun added, but did not trust these people at all. He listened to the movement around him.

He walked a long way and didn't walk out of the stage, but he had already seen the front door, all three of them running out screaming like they were running for their lives.

In the back, those shocked and angry voices were getting closer and closer. Gu Jun walked faster with his crutches, knowing that he had to get away quickly and that it was not appropriate to impose any more spells.

Because the erosion has risen by 2% to 24.78%, he may not be able to walk once he returns to more than 25%... and the darker forces at the bottom of his heart have become more agitated, he is losing his mind...

When Gu Jun walked out of the door of the theatre, he saw himself in a narrow stone brick street under the dark night sky. Few passers-by wondered.

There were black towers all around him, and these little streets in the middle were all over the place, and he was suddenly confused and didn't know where to go.

At this time, the voice behind him is bigger, there is the language of the black businessman, and there are other languages. He hears the voices of the buyers who are going to buy him as a sacrifice. Those people don't blink when they watch wonders, it's not easy to deal with...

“Sir, come with us.” All of a sudden, there seemed to be a noise calling him from the street over there.

Gu Junwang, the complex and confused mood, is two of the people facing the planet, a man and a woman.

They speak a strange language, not Chinese, “You're one of us, right? ”