Plague Doctor

Buzzing, Gu Jun felt himself rising from this wilderness, pulled away by the wind and shouting.

He saw all sides of the deformed black robe monster gathering towards the people in the middle, and saw the gunfire and flesh splashing...

Soon, however, his consciousness swept towards the westerly hills.

The earth became a short distance, but in a few moments he arrived, above the hills, beneath the clouds.

The hills are just as desolate and all the grass is dying. He reached what Jack Wells called the top of the mountain and saw a river from the sea that divided the valley into two, standing on a vast hillside opposite it, a giant stone tablet! Around the tablet, there are many evil people.

The stone tablet had several floors of houses, and the trance-like shape seemed to break through the limits of geometry and physics, while the tablet was engraved with text, symbols and patterns.

From those patterns, Gu Jun saw the deep diver, saw a more fierce shadow, and another more difficult shadow...

The giant shadow he had seen before on the statue of the ancient tomb, the Inuit shallow sculpture, an ancient existence permanently sleeping beneath the sinking city of Lalaire.

Indeed, these deep divers and the mighty ones are the subordinates of the Lord of Lalaire.

“That was... that figure was...” Gu Jun saw in the middle of the tablet, a figure twisted into a strange shape.

He recognized that it was Tian Yiqing.

But the girl is now covered in scales, no rope is tied to her, but she is adhesive to the tablet, her hands and feet coincide with the limbs of the pattern on the tablet twisted, her face is lifeless, one pair of eyes in the orbit is completely black, like the color of the abyss.

Right in front of her, a dozen deep divers stood around the tablet, like guards.

Beyond these deep divers are those in alien black robes, divided into groups.

Most of the people in front of the tablet have different faces, and there are only ten or eight of them. These hundreds of people are all full of fanaticism, waving their limbs in a strange posture and rhythm, which is a ritual action...

The other group of fifty or sixty people were all dead faces, walking around the tablet, singing "Conqueror's Worm" in alien language, crying out the name of bad fortune.

There was another group of dozen red robes, standing so cold, looking so cold.

At this time, on the tablet beneath Tian Yiqing, a swirling black hole emerged, as if the gates of hell had been opened.

Those evildoers who waved the ritual suddenly stopped, walking one after the other towards the black hole, without any hesitation at all, shouting a definitive but frenetic word: “It is not the dead who will sleep forever, and even death will perish in the strange ancient world. With great power, call for bad luck! ”

These people walked into the black hole, into the stone tablet, and at the moment they walked in, their fanatical voices became the ultimate scream.

Even those who bear the most cruel punishment of torture in hell cannot escape that cry.

But the later, one by one, walked in.

“Sacrifice... these people sacrifice themselves...”

Gu Jun looked at this scene, and the dramatic shock of the mind was even worse. These evil believers were sacrificing themselves to Da Jun...

The Everlasting Party, using the power of the Great Battle to use the ritual of the Conqueror's Worm... created this exotic scaly disease...

It's like he heard a voice saying, "Son, do you understand?" Yes, it's all for you.

Gu Jun's head ached like it was being split in half by a sharp instrument. Some information came from that tablet, which made him understand a lot.

Exactly, like I've experienced it myself. Because the "Conqueror Worm" ceremony is dedicated to the Son of Bad Luck... is dedicated to him...

Those who were devoured by the tablets were fuel, not only today, but also before the sacrifice. The newborn will be helped by this, and "isoscale" does not translate into a deep diver, only a change in the long scale, but in the process the patient can die from a variety of complications.

Its pathogen, a spiritual seaworm, is helping.

And the Conqueror Worm ritual is its propagation vector, randomly and suddenly sending down bad luck to people on stage.

Tian Yiqing, nothing special, no cause and effect.

She was just the first person randomly chosen for the ceremony, and there was no such thing as good, bad, bad, rich or poor, which was bad luck.

But since she became the first bad luck, she's different, and she's the beginning of this ritual.

The night she was diagnosed, she had been followed, she returned to the cab, she was summoned to the river the next day, and she was brought here by a deep diver.

She was adsorbed by the tablet as the center point, and she lost herself but was able to walk into the spiritual world of the patient to see Shea Yiman, whom she had always envied.

“Set it up for me...” Gu Jun's body was sore, his consciousness was being melted, and some of his previous feelings were confirmed.

It is indeed against his actions, and it is true that he has become more and more agitated in recent days.

Instead of being able to control all of this, they paid a great price for the ceremony, not knowing how many members were turned into sacrifices. These people are not just to create fear and chaos, but to put an end to him and to bring the son of bad fortune to life.

The dark forces brought about by the alien scales grow the worm of the conqueror, which is why the dark forces in his body are growing.

For the past two years, the next life will want to devour him, fail, lobby him, confuse him, control him, all fail...

He has repeatedly destroyed the evils of the Church of the Nativity, the Lalaire Order.

After the failure of the so-called new era brought about by the New Legion disease, these people abandoned the idea of pulling him together - a powerful weapon if he were willing to cast into the darkness and use the power of the Son of Doom with the will of man. But now, ending him is already the top priority for these people.

End him, end Deng Xiaomei, two spiritual children out of control.

And the son of bad fortune, will come...

The voice rang from nowhere: “Son, you gave up your chance to become a greater being... but we shouldn't be surprised, we mortals are not divine power after all, so are you, and so are we... For example, this extraordinary misfortune, but you brought it here. ”

At this moment, Gu Jun felt that the dark agitation had poured into his heart and he was dying.

“It was you who destroyed our point of contact and ruined the first ceremony before this ceremony, these misfortunes. ”

That tablet came with more information, and Gu Jun's pain was clearer...

The Initial Plan of the Afterlife Society did not intend to borrow power from the Big Bang.

They first summoned the larvae of the conqueror worm at Lizzie Ramadan, at another great cost, using the panic gathered by spreading the dark fog in Rendy City and New York City. The plan was to feed the larvae until they were adults, and then finish the ceremony by devouring the performers in public at the nearby theater.

The point of contact in Dahua City was chosen to carry out the activities precisely in order to be close to the headquarters of the Astronomical Machinery Bureau and the base of the Ministry of Spells, because there was still work to be done after the ceremony.

By then, Deng Xiaomai will die suddenly, and Gu Jun will be smothered by his inability to hold back the burgeoning dark forces.

But the next life will not just kill him, but the son of bad fortune will come, so he did not try the simplest assassination.

Without sufficient summons, his death would not have made the Son of Bad Fate appear, nor would the human body have made it difficult for the Son of Bad Fate's power to appear at all.

A more suitable container is therefore needed. The Son of Doom is not limited to one form, and does not like to be confined to one form of life.

When the adult devours him and harbors the power of bad fortune, he becomes a true conqueror worm.

For this plan, the newborn will have been cautious enough to hide, but it was not expected that Deng Xie Mai would know these points of contact.

“Mae is not lying, she is just a person who wants to live a new life...”

The landscape on the hillside became blurred. Gu Jun's consciousness was fading away. He wanted to do something, but was like bound by heavy iron wire. He could not be touched.

Deng Xie Mai is in danger, but he is dying himself...

This island is a great nest, not in the hands of newborn clubs or deep divers, and that power is not within the control of any human being.

Had it not been for the Allied Coalition Forces to disembark on the island today, the ceremony would have continued at the pace originally planned, with more people suffering from squamous disease, gathering in greater darkness and carrying out another operation that devoured him… but when they came to the island, they would have had to change their tactics for the rest of their lives.

To advance the progress of the ceremony, more wicked followers sacrificed themselves, even some core members.

The newborn club now has few members. The last time there was a big sacrifice to Wormhouse, the giant Thousand Eyed worm had many evil followers. Last year, a group died in the alien world, another in the nightmare house, another in the last naval war, and the point of contact was hit.

And for this ceremony, it was enormous.

The next life will be a special death, so this is the time for a duel.

All this is to call for the coming of bad fortune. As long as the Son of bad fortune comes, they will defeat and defeat completely...

Bad luck, bad luck... Xue Ba listened to the call and died suddenly...

If we don't stop this ritual, there will be another one, then the next.

Suddenly, Gu Jun gradually blurred his mind suddenly because of a painful scream, the scene in the wilderness in front of him flashed past, he saw the rain next to Wu, his hands painfully covered his face, and his voice shivered: “My face... is turning... into another face, it is the face of Ah Mai... Deng Xiao Mai...”

No, I can't die yet...

Gu Jun's head tightened and he was going crazy.