Plague Doctor

Leprosy, smallpox, black death, cholera, legion disease.

This pentagonal hall is an altar filled with the stench of pus on the floor, bringing Gu Jun and others closer to the edge of suffocation.

“Is the body of the black death the little girl we saw in the mist before...” Xianning asked low.

“Seems like...” Joe mumbled, “I smelled a little bit like it. ”

Gu Jun looked around, the five walls and the tall hall seemed to have countless eyes, only indifferent emotions in his eyes.

He looked at the bodies of the five children, the little girl with the braids?

How long will it be? How long has the Lalaire existed?

“The dark fruit grew from the ancient abyss”... Gu Jun's head cracked, remembered the limb burial body and stone embossing of Qin's ancient tomb, remembered Inuit rituals, and the record of suspected Lalaire cults' activities around the world...

In the Middle Ages of Europe, there was an outbreak and epidemic of black death, and there were these evil followers in it?

How much time is involved in this ritual at Wormhouse?

“We all have a hard time escaping, we all have a hard time escaping...”

The little girl's voice was still ringing in her ear, and Gu Jun's eyes suddenly solidified, and she saw the black dead body disappear from the fireplace. The next moment, she stood in front of the fireplace and looked at them, full of pustules and dark spots, with no expression, and said, “Doctor, so are you. ”

Is that an illusion, but everyone saw it, and Joe was silent.

Instead of treating them, the bodies of children in the other fireplaces stood suddenly alive, and the pus seemed to have fallen on the ground.

“Doctor,” said the black dead little girl, "how are you going to treat us with your strength? Do you really understand the meaning of life and death? ”

All of a sudden, there was a huge collapse and everyone saw the spinning around and flipping, and this pentagonal hall turned completely different momentarily.

The walls and roofs turn into muddy pus, like an ocean surrounded by endless darkness.

And just in the direction of the original black dead little girl, a huge strange shadow emerged, taller than a giant whale, like a pile of rotten flesh, countless deformed limbs dancing, and a squeaky mouth twitching, all dripping with abominable pus.

It's a giant worm that looks like a new Legionnaire under a microscope!

The difference is that on the surface of its body, there are countless eyes, human eyes.

Those eyes come in all sorts of pupil colors, they're set there, they're pus, they're twitching.

In front of this huge shadow, Gu Jun, Lu Xianning, Peacock and others looked so small.

They just swept through those eyes, but suddenly saw there, countless sights of the plague were pouring...

“The Year of Illness, Malaria," "Human and animal wounds turned into pustules," “Ten dead, 34 dead," “No one died.”

In the ancient times, they saw the plains die under the plague, in the mountains and forests, and in the ancestors by the river. In ancient times, they saw plagues in the East, plagues in the West, piles of bodies were thrown into large pits and buried, and burned to ashes. They seemed to hear a child rumor from the Black Death Period in Europe...

“Rose rings, full of bouquets. Ashes! We're all down. ”

They also saw other sights, Jiangxing Town Hospital, the streets of Shanhai City, and other cities around the globe, in chaos becoming a dead ruin.

These cities are dying, and the world is dying.

“Ah..." Lu Xianning's hands shouted with a headache, the pistol fell into the pus under her feet, her wrist rational monitoring stone flashed red light, the protein stone suddenly slightly cracked, huge helplessness and pain were occupying her, making her crazy, then empty.

This powerlessness also occupies the peacocks, ink and green, the lost earth city, all the pain and disaster experienced, once again rise from the bottom of my heart...

Can they really... defeat this angelic plague... even if it's just the giant worm in front of them...

In the presence of God, the will and power of mortals are like vile filth.

And they, after all, are just human beings.

“Doctor, for mortals, the truth of the world is death. How are you going to fight the truth? ”

The little girl's voice was still ringing, and Gu Jun's head cracked. The strange giant worm in front of him was about to burst out the darkness in his heart.

... it's better than us?

Is this filthy monster better than us?

But... is the power of mortals really enough...

Gu Jun's face beats blue, each muscle is struggling to twist, some evil followers can disintegrate the world. No, not evil followers, it is the power these bastards have acquired, the power truly superior to mankind... the power of the old rulers...

Doctor, with all your mediocre and humble medicine, who can you save?

Whatever you do, even your own ending is death.

Ashes, ashes, we're all going to die!

“Shut up...” Gu Jun bit his teeth, trembling all over his body, trying to hit the old mark of spirit, missing the spell, but almost kneeling in the pus ocean.

He is almost occupied by that powerlessness and pain, from himself, and seems to come from the Iron Son of Langton. Faced with such a heresy and unresolved plague, faced with those evil believers with greater power... Is it really enough to deal with it with mortal power...

The truth of this world is death, the worm of death will last with the heavens and the earth...

“No, shut up.” He held Callup's scalpel to keep himself from losing to the dark. “If you want to die, you can die first...”

“Are you talking about us?” Some of the eyes of that giant thousand-eyed bug suddenly turned and seemed to be looking especially at him, "Mr. Gu, it seems you still don't understand, death is not terrible, death is an opportunity, death can be an extraordinary sublimation. ”

Gu Jun shook his head and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Those eyes... are the eyes on the dead face, among them the old man at the lighthouse... the voice is familiar... the man who wants the documents?

Have these men sacrificed themselves?

The shadows that Joe saw were already there, part of the giant worm.

“Mr. Gu.” The voices that came from someplace said that all the eyes on the giant worm were coming, looking at Gu Jun, who was still trying to support them, and Shinning and Peacock, who had already knelt down on one knee, "we misunderstood you before, you misunderstood us all the time. ”

“You are an answer," that voice grows higher and higher, "embrace your strength, awaken your will, son of misfortune, Lord of the plague, we are your servants! ”