Plague Doctor

The sound of low and consistent chants resounded around the altar, and every rhythm showed a strange and gradual fanaticism, as if it were not sent by humans.

In the shroud of this chant, Gu Jun's illusion triggered by the scalpel in his hand, with the obscure mist that pierced the past and the unknown ...

There are some messy writings on the letters, which appear to him like long-lost memories:

[I miss the years of studying at Carop College. Every day I study medicine intently, study all kinds of classics, discuss different propositions with teachers and classmates, and I am in the ignorance of ignorance. I really hope that those days are not over.

But I knew it was no longer possible, and I must admit shamefully that I failed.

My strength and wisdom are nothing in front of this terrible storm. I think that even if we continue on this path, we may not have the opportunity to defeat the weird creation, nor to touch the life, medicine, space-time universe and other beyond our intellectual capabilities and true knowledge.

Death may give me another answer.

As for the matter of curing this world ... Please also tell my classmates that everyone should have their own pursuits and don't be depressed by my decision. Especially tell Rebdi Peyani that he is capable enough to take over my job, don't give up, but I have to go first. 】

Gu Jun felt like seeing the illusions, but these illusions seemed to be happening to him.

On a dead seaside cliff, a cold gust of wind kept blowing, almost blowing the rocky rocks on the edge of the cliff, and he stood there.

He looked at the endless distance, the sea seemed to be churning with black water. Suddenly he lifted the scalpel in his hand and vigorously wiped it off his neck. The sharp blade instantly cut through the skin and cut off the trachea and the common carotid artery.

Fresh blood spewed out immediately and was scattered by the sea breeze and fell on the stone. He suddenly made an uncomfortable sound of breathlessness ...

The tired body shook a few times, and finally knelt slowly to the ground. He looked at the boundless sea and muttered: "Destroy, destroy ..."

He repeated the word over and over again, and the blood soon stained the rubble around him, his voice became more and more difficult ...

His spirit and flesh were returning to emptiness, but at this time, he felt something silently appearing behind him, and slowly looked back.

I saw just a few steps behind, I did n’t know when or where I came from, and the nine figures stood there, all obscured by the darkness. shape. I can't tell whether I really stood there or distorted the phantom of time and space.

"Lellore-Lanton." Among the nine figures, a gloomy voice sounded quietly and said to him: "The old ruler already has a devil seat ready for you. On the basis of human cognition , Has a greater meaning. "

He looked at the figures, obviously it was the projection of the dark abyss, but he saw a light.

That was the light that finally found the way.

He stood up precariously, with a scalpel dripping blood in his hand, and he said with his last energy: "Those mysteries ... I want to know."

Suddenly, the illusion burst, Gu Jun breathed hurriedly, the trachea was contracting, and the common carotid artery was pulsating, and there was no breakage.

Gu Jun saw that he was still in the altar, and the surrounding Xue Ba, Uncle Egg, Lin Mo and others were still there, and he could recognize each of them again.

Holding this Kalop scalpel, which was once used to dissect alien species and also used to commit suicide, the body and mind filled with a taste like drinking Ganquan after a long thirst.

He can move again, and his will as Gu Jun has returned completely, firmly occupying this body.

The restlessness and darkness of the children of doom were suppressed by another feeling, which was revived by the illusion and helped his will. Deep in his mind, that feeling felt like the expectations of others and his own wishes:

"Don't give up ... End the chaos ... You are the result ..."

Comes with this feeling, it is countless blurry light and shadow, and it is also thousands of clear foreign words.

And some new experiences about curse, Gu Jun still does not know the specific curse knowledge, but he remembers a spell ...

"Ajun?" Everyone in the team was disturbed. Only Xue Ba, who was the most tenacious, was able to speak tremblingly, and first noticed that Gu Jun seemed to have returned.

At the same time, the singing voice became louder and louder.

Except for the four red-clad people, it was still calm, and those black-clad people had deformed kinks on their faces.

The mysterious patterns on their robe seem to be full of charms, because of their horrible and abominable sounds:

"??????????????????????????, ??????????????????, ??????? ?! "

The fog gradually receded. Every giant tree around the altar turned out to be a large banyan tree. Between the heavy shadows, the spooky twisted branches looked like a combination of various corpses. Could it be that these banyan trees are projected into a different space to be born, spreading the pain and fear of disease ...

The red light of the stone altar of the altar became stronger and stronger, and flowed faster and faster. All rushed to the four pillars, and the ceremony was about to be completed.

But suddenly, the different wolf beasts first smelled the change, the bristles hung down, and their tails were uneasy.

Gu Jun, who could not have spoken words yet, spoke, his voice calm and fearless:

"Do you ...... really know who the 'child of doom' is called by you?"

Knowing the existence of this answer, there will not be many. In the civilization of different languages, in the civilization of the earth, both.

Because of that person, he was determined to have committed suicide and died.

The power he received on the seabed of Longkan was not clearly understood in the afterlife meeting ...

Gu Jun glanced at the blank still-faced faces that were still calm but apparently doubtful. His face grew colder and colder, "Are you ready to be swallowed by the demon before you wake the demon?"

Lanton has nostalgic years and teachers, he also has, he will not give up.

The dark will that was suppressed in his body was once again turbulent, but this time he released it voluntarily. These dark forces that he could n’t grasp would completely swallow him at any time, but at this moment he was not afraid, and his mouth opened. Mantras, forcibly overriding all the power to manipulate the altar:

"Destroy, destroy, destroy!" Gu Jun chanted again and again ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ in different directions, passing this voice from the abyss, "Destroy!"

In foreign languages, "destruction" is also "doom".

Every time he shouted again, the grayness in his will would be more, and the light and shadow in front of him would be disordered.

Is like seeing the decaying and decaying corpses when dissecting the body, like seeing the pile of dead corpses in the illusion of the stone chamber.

But his voice had become the sound of a landslide and tsunami. It was only a few moments. The entire altar burst into pieces in an instant. The four stone pillars also fell down. There was a thunderous thunder thundering on the ground. Shocked, the five-kilometer gyroscopic stone ladder was collapsing.

All the alien wolf beasts that were still alive screamed in fright, and hurriedly fled around.

The blurred Huo Ran that permeated the altar shattered, and the faces of those in black and red changed, and they seemed more real than they were just now.

And the sound of their singing spells had already stopped suddenly.

"Destroy ..." Gu Jun was shaky and his face was white and strange. He grabbed a submachine gun from Xue Ba, who was still unable to move, and then aimed at the future meeting personnel, especially the one in red.

"Destroy!" He pulled the trigger with the index finger of his right hand, the fire burst out, bang bang ...

Xue Ba, as well as the uncle Egg Uncle, Lou Xiaoning and others, were all stunned by this scene.

The bullets shot by the submachine gun no longer passed through the shadows, but through the bodies of the men in black and red, with broken heads and broken flesh and blood. These bare-faced men who had just blasphemed the demon were all incredulously fallen in the pool of blood.

This strange forest space, without the weird and horrible sound of mantras, has the general screams of resentment resounding in hell.