Plague Doctor

"Do you feel that you are saving the doom of mortals? Just like Sisyphus, King of Corinth, kidnapped the god of death in the underworld, so that there is no disaster or death in the world.

However, Sisyphus was still dead. After his death, he was punished on a steep mountain in the underworld. He tried his best to push a boulder from the foot of the mountain to the top, and then the boulder would roll down the mountain again, and so on.The vain Sisyphus, the Sisyphus who can never finish this hard labor, the sad Sisyphus.

It's meaningless, exhausted, and never ending.

Are you sure you want a fate like Sisyphus?

Because you are pushing that kind of stone right now, the stone given by the sun god Kelma.

You are still young, you can push once, twice, three times... but are you sure that you will never despair..."

George Edwin’s old voice rushed down along with the deformed hand with countless tentacles, carrying a huge mental impact, even if it was not the joint team members at the foot of the black pyramid. Feel it.

The breathing of Jones, Kombarov, Li Zhenjing and others became hoarse and dull, and inexplicable pain appeared all over their bodies.

They fell into a spiritual treacherous state, as if they were pushing a boulder up from the steep and sinister wall of the black pyramid, as long as they pushed it to the top of the pyramid.... They consumed all their energy and spent everything. Thoughts...

But if you are not careful, the boulder will fall; a sudden drop accident, the boulder will also fall; even if it is pushed up, it will fall.

Mortals are mortal, and all efforts are ultimately futile.

Mortals will eventually exhaust all their strength, and all struggles will still not dissolve the pyramids and boulders themselves.

I am Sisyphus, even if it quells this disaster, saves thousands of living beings, and obtains the highest honor, what is the use? The boulder will eventually fall, indeed, I am Sisyphus...

"Ah..." Li Zhenjing grabbed his head and became more and more disheartened. What is the meaning of the fight between the Special Operations Department and the Conjuration Department? All these mortal tricks are just ignorance, but the sun will always hang high in the sky. This is the case for eternity, from the beginning to the end, the sun has always been there.

Bloodshot piled up quickly in his eyes, and he rolled on the ground in pain, "Sun God, Sun God..."

Kombarov's situation is not much better. These veterans with rich front-line experience are like this, and newcomers like Lin Shengbo who have not experienced much experience are even more vulnerable.

Lin Shengbo was already convulsing, unable to control himself, but his eyes were out of sight, and he habitually looked at the standing doctors in front of him.

"Hit the crow mark." Xiao Xu commanded, Deng Ximei, Peacock, Mo Qing, Uncle Dan, Wang Ruoxiang, Feng Peiqian and others could hold it.Regardless of whether the old man's words have any philosophical truth or not, it is a mental shock, like a sharp blade piercing their throat.

They once again printed the Crow Mark, and they had already asked other people around to do the same. It was just that Li Zhenjing, Kombarov and others lacked contact with the Crow, and their previous shots had little effect.And they are struggling, as long as they can hold on, maybe there will be a chance for them to fight back.

Bang, bang, bang!

On the front side, George Edwin's quirky left hand finally fell to a position close to the ground, and the blood basin of everyone's head was swallowed.

But these Doctor Crows were not afraid at all. If it had been a few months ago, this sinister and strange indescribable thing might have caused them to tremble on the spot, and have since been dominated by the fear caused by this weirdness, but now, They just feel sick.

Even almost, there are people inside who are a little bit excited, as long as they are extraordinary experiences.

"Shut up!" But it was the woman who yelled out. She waved a soldering iron in her hand, "Sorry, I don't recognize all the gods of death, the sun god, and Sisyphus, I will recognize the god of wealth! "She slammed the soldering iron into the mouth of one of the tentacles that hit, and there was a sizzling hot sound. The head of that tentacle suddenly screamed and shrank back. She swung the soldering iron to the other. The tentacle yelled: "A brand-name skin cream is more than 500, but there are also facial cleansers, toners, lotions, sunscreens, eye creams, facial masks... I use it like this, add money to die crows!"

At the same time, the companions around her each swung their knives, axes, chains and other implements in their hands, bang, bang!

The crocodile teeth of the human head bit an axe, but the crow doctor continued to hack in, splitting the entire rotten tentacle human head.

The other Doctor Crow, wrapped a rusty chain around a tentacle, and pulled the tentacle in two directly from the middle.

"We push once, twice, three times." At this time, Zhou Haorui, who had been at the forefront, said solemnly. The knife he was holding was a medieval doctor's scalpel. "When we are tired, others will continue to push. The fourth, the fifth, the sixth, and then there will be people who follow...Yes, there is no end to it! But if you want to use this stone to exterminate us, we are crazy about dreams, don't even think about it. Today, we still have to Push this broken rock up!"

Suddenly, the light of lightning pierced through the darkness burst out from Zhou Haorui's back, where even the space was shaking.

From the leather black robe on his body, something was condensing and forming, like substance and illusion.

With a bang, a pair of huge black wings suddenly spread out, and the feathers stretched out quirky curves. Those were the wings of a crow.

Zhou Haorui was flying into the air immediately, and the whole person rushed to the top of the black pyramid like lightning, stabbing in front of the knife in his hand, breaking the tentacles all the way.

As for the companions behind him, the backs were also shining brightly, and the woman said, "Isn’t it said that you can push up? What is it for you to fly up?" Before the words fell, their backs unfolded. The black giant wings flew up together.

Those tentacles of flesh and blood falling from above could hardly stop these flying figures, and the wings of the crows covered the scorching sun.

On the top of the tower, the abnormal faces of George Edwin and Herry Fortner were still withered like a desert, and more tentacles rushed out to catch the flying crows.

On the ground, those who could still watch the battle were astonished. Those Crow Doctors were flying... a spell?Alien?Or what technology?

"Everyone, get ready, be careful." Xiaoxu kept his eyes open, and did not lose his composure because of the excitement. "This black pyramid is moving, and the enemy's methods are still in progress!"

Seeing that the crows are about to rush to the top of the tower, even Deng Ximei's heart is messy and unpredictable. Is it going to the top or the wings?