Plague Doctor

Flea is an in vitro parasite, known in the world to more than 2,500 species, and adults are generally about 3mm long and blood-sucking.

Bang! Joe slapped himself in the stomach and killed a flea with a spike that was going into its delicate skin to suck blood, but soon there was another one. Joe's claws beat constantly, beating the fleas and screaming: “Help! Help! I'm just passing by! ”

The walls of the bodies on both sides of the corridor and the ceiling above them were approaching a distance of less than a metre and sandwiched between them and the crowd.

Countless worms, parasites, like a filthy, sticky ocean, are about to submerge them.

“Ah..." Shinning shouted, his face was haunted with fly and other flying insects, unable to deal with gunfire, and seemed unable to deal with spells.

Peacocks, ink, they all feel itchy, as if every skin is covered by these insects.

Feng Wei, who was held away by the golden pillar, the layers of gauze just wrapped in his abdomen were stained red with leached blood. This bloody smell attracted more insects. Those flies could not be driven away when they lay down. The gauze instantly turned into a dirty black thing, full of insects.

Feng Wei whimpered painfully, and the bugs were about to drill through the gauze into his abdomen, chewing on his intestines, turning him into more worms...

“Old Seal!” Gu Jun shouted outrageously. Before, no spells and old stamps were used to try not to provoke this worm house, but now there is no way to live. They are the ones who are provoked. "Try the old stamps! ”

His right hand quickly drew an old spiritual mark in the air and hit the wall of the body on the right hand side, suddenly smashing a strange and awesome scream.

The sound didn't know where it came from, like it was coming from those bodies, like it was the echo of the whole estate.

Large swathes of worms suddenly dried up, knowing that they had fallen to the ground, old prints worked!

Xianning and Peacock, they also immediately made old and spiritual impressions. In addition to the fact that Golden Column could not be released, Gu Jun was divided into three groups of six people, each responsible for two walls and the ceiling. They continued to walk in front of the pitch-black corridor, bearing the old imprint.

Though those two walls and ceilings could not be pushed any closer and countless worms of all kinds were dying and injured, their spiritual strength was rapidly being depleted, which was just a painful support, and it was fortunate that the worm corridor did not explode with more power.

Is that a little light up ahead?

“Hang on, the exit is ahead!” Gu Jun shouted, Joe can't wait to jump out of his shoulder and run forward. Less than ten seconds later, Joe's sharp clapping came: “It's a lobby. Come on, it's a lobby, no bugs! ”

They all suddenly struck their spirits and made a few old impressions again. Almost when their spiritual strength was exhausted, they rushed into the slightest light.

Everyone pounded and pounded on the ground, and deep breath sounded...

Behind them, the hallway with countless corpses and worms was completely closed, and no more voids or traces could be seen.

All of a sudden the insects, like flies lying on them, on their clothes, all of a sudden die like they've lost their souls.

“Almost, almost...” Joe collapsed on a purple carpet next to him.

What is this place? Gu Jun slowly stood up and looked around. He didn't relax at all...

This is a pentagonal lobby with a large fireplace in each of the five corners, all empty, with a large pentagonal wooden table in the middle of the lobby, filled with plates of food, fresh fruit, fragrant barbecue, clear drinks...

There is a purple tablecloth on the table, a purple carpet on the floor, and some purple drapes on the walls, I don't know what that means.

Apart from that, it is a complete secret room with no doors and corridors, but doors and corridors can also appear anywhere on the wall.

Does Wormhouse have its own will? Or was that just an organ?

Did they arrive in this hall as a result of their work or someone else's calculations?

Gu Jun will not touch anything in this room until he has figured out these issues.

After a sweep, he first went to check on Feng Wei's injuries. After such a severe turbulence, Feng Wei's organ rupture inevitably got worse. Just look at the dripping blood on the gauze, you don't have to remove the gauze.

More and more, Gu Jun was surrounded by a feeling of powerlessness. He tried to save Feng Wei, but knew that he might not be able to save him this time.

With this amount of bleeding, no blood transfusion is given, how long can Feng Wei last...

And now they don't have protective clothing, they go through a worm corridor, and they don't know if they're carrying any parasites and germs. How dare he swing back to Earth like he came, perhaps with something much scarier than the new Legionnaires?

So reason tells him that even if we harvest the fruits here, we have to stay in the fantasy for a while, make sure we're clean, and then find a physical way back.

“Arjun...” Lu Xianning is not a fool, looking at Feng Wei dying, “Why don't I shoot him? ”

Mobile contingents have long established that it is an obligation as teammates to end teammates when they are in distress.

“No, there is hope.” Gu Jun's voice is mute, "life is hope. Let's take a look at this. ”

Several of them carefully inspected the surroundings, all five fireplaces were probed with long knives, no wallcloths and carpets were found, nor were they found.

They ended up surrounded by the big table in the middle, staring at the fragrant food.

These foods are undoubtedly the most obvious in the lobby, like screaming for them to eat and feed them.

“I wouldn't dare.” The ancestors declared beforehand, "These things smell fragrant and may taste fragrant, but they are actually cat shit. ”

Gu Jun remembered Wu Shiyu at this time. If Xianyu were here, she would know if the food was salty or sweet or fragrant or smelly...

“Isn't that a chicken leg?” He still looked to his ancestors and remembered the mice he had drugged himself.

“Mr. Nightmareman... I, I...” Zukoton was in a hurry, "I refused. Don't get me wrong, there are no chicken legs in Joe's recipe. ”

“Forget it.” Gu Jun still can't do this. If he hears the mouse talking, it's hard to do it.

“Captain...” Peacock looked down and made a decision, "I'll do it.” Mo Qing, Lu Xianning will have to argue when they hear the news.

Ignoring them, Gu Jun stepped forward and grabbed the edge of the table with both hands. He turned the whole table upside down. "We all chose not to eat! ”

Eating and not eating can have both good and bad results, so why risk eating?

Suddenly, all the food came with plates, all banged up and fell on the floor, and Joe and Peacock were all dazed.