Krafft's Notes on Anomalies

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The team gathered around the remains, and it seemed that there were also thorns growing out of their mandibles, piercing their tongues and fixing them into rigid specimens, unable to make any sound.

Even Kraft could not make any meaningful comments on this.

The restrictions on osteogenesis were completely lifted, and a large amount of calcium salts, woven protein fibers, and polysaccharides were mobilized here, building a spire in the body like reinforced concrete, breaking through the fragile skin and flesh.

The red layer attached to the surface of the bones, when viewed closely, was extremely fine choroidal retina, which was a temporary proliferation of microvessels that transported the required substances, and a large amount of calcium was delivered here for deposition.

This shows that the reason for his fall may not be excessive blood loss, but low calcium.

As calcium was rapidly deposited to form bone spurs, the level of free calcium in the plasma dropped sharply.

At first, it was a strange numbness and tingling, wandering between the fingers and face, which was insignificant compared to other injuries on the body.

Then the limbs became weak and dizzy, which might be mistaken for excessive physical exhaustion while running.

Until he discovered to his horror that his limbs were out of control, epileptic-like convulsions replaced normal activities, breathing became difficult, and the spasmodic throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand extending from the lungs.

Before he was completely suffocated, the cliff-like drop in blood calcium levels had caused dysfunction of the central neuron. When he lost consciousness, he only felt the gradually fading pain growing under his skin in the chaos.

The calcium in the blood alone was far from enough to support this amount of hyperplasia, so the other half of his bones showed obvious brittleness, with small holes on the surface and loose inside like fermentation.

Uncontrolled osteogenesis and osteolysis are carried out simultaneously, which is a manifestation of some malignant bone cancers, but it is countless times faster.

Of course, he himself could not see the second half of the process, which should be a kind of mercy of the physiological mechanism.

"From a medical point of view, he may not be too painful before he leaves." Losing consciousness to death is over in a short time, at least not as scary as it looks.

For the sake of rigor, Kraft added, "In theory."

"Although I don't like them very much, this kind of meeting is still too bad." Brother Wadin felt uncomfortable all over. Just looking at this scene, he felt something growing under his skin.

"I don't want anyone to encounter this kind of thing, except... I mean, even Theodore."

Green silently put the torn cloth back in place, barely covering the skeleton, drew a ring on his chest, and whispered a short sentence that was probably a prayer.

He looked around and didn't find the missing thing here, so he took off the double-winged ring amulet on his chest, tied a knot with the rope, and wrapped it around the ribs with spikes.

"This will bless his soul. Go on, we should be careful."

The amulet pendant swung between the empty skeletons, and the contents that were originally filled in it disappeared. Maybe the thing that killed him took this part away.

The gravel ground and the surging water made it impossible to infer the movement and size of the creature, but since it could carry most of the weight of an adult, it must not be small.

Following this line of thought, they carefully checked the surroundings again and found several shallow pits, which seemed to have been under a lot of weight, and the gravel was compacted and concave.

Because the distribution was too scattered and the spacing was large, it was not noticed at first. Even if it was found, it was impossible to determine whether it was a trace of something, and it was difficult to infer how it moved from the distribution direction.

Kraft was thinking about other things.

The distortion of biological structure has been common in contact with the abnormal state, but it is based on close, zero-distance, or even negative-distance contact with the medium. If contact has already occurred, will the thing chasing the killer really give him a chance to run so far?

The specificity of this bone distortion is particularly obvious. Unlike the previous observations that are related to functionality, it is completely for the purpose of killing.

[This is designed]

The program that was deliberately selected and full of maliciousness does not look like the style of deep creatures.

"A suggestion." Kraft suppressed his discomfort and quickly chased to the head of the team, "Don't underestimate what we encounter."

The priest couldn't understand how to overestimate what he was going to encounter. What could be worse than a living lake.

"What do you mean?"

"I feel that it may be able to think. Anyway, be as careful as possible. Just treat it as if we are fighting a smart devil with evil spells, not a beast with power. Do you understand?"

"It seems that there is no reason to refuse. I will remember it." Green promised.

They are entering a stone jungle inhabited by some intelligent creatures. It is obvious that it is more familiar with this than outsiders.

In fact, the traces on the ground disappeared quickly, as if its actions were not restricted to the ground. Some scratches suspected to be fulcrums were found on the surface of the rock cluster, which appeared at several places at high and low, far and near.

The team can only move forward blindly in the general direction, and what really guides them is the posture of the rock.

The rising rock cluster widened and became a rock wall that tilted outward, like ripples thrown high up and solidified in the air. Since the arrival of a stone falling from the sky, these ripples have never subsided.

The monks hoped that the professor could express his broad knowledge and analyze what kind of strange conditions formed this landform.

They were disappointed. Since making the suggestion, the professor has become silent and unusually serious.

The sharp human voice tore apart the last bit of luck.

After a moment of surprise, Green quickly turned his head to identify the source of the overlapping sounds echoing between the rock walls, and ran after a little thought.

Without further thought, the whole team was led by him in an emergency and chased after the source of the sound.

"Damn it!" Kraft wanted to stop this reckless move, but when the guy who made the sound was still alive, he couldn't find a reason to stop it, so he could only grit his teeth and follow.

Especially that although the sound was painful, it sounded strong and there was hope of survival.

The source of the sound was moving, which undoubtedly exposed the location to the thing chasing him and also pointed out the direction for the team.

After bypassing countless stone walls, they noticed a flashing light not far away. The other party obviously noticed them and immediately accelerated towards this side.

The flames reflected a face of fear and panic. Yes, it was the face on another ship in his memory.

His scabbard was empty, and his left arm was fixed to the side of his body in an extremely stiff posture, like a gear stuck by thorns, unable to move, and every shake with running made his painful expression more distorted.

"Help" Seeing that it was the church team, the surprise of surviving a desperate situation temporarily suppressed the unbearable pain, and the irrational conditioned reflex made the body squeeze out precious lung capacity to call for help.

Green stopped at the nearest retreat as soon as he found him, waiting for him to run over. He drew his sword from its sheath, his eyes were fixed on the darkness behind the person, waiting for that thing to appear.

"Help" The same syllable was repeated again, and the remaining half of the word was stuck with the body.

Kraft felt something, and caught up with him at the moment of calling for help and slowing down his pace.

There were no fangs or teeth, no muscles or bones, just some invisible thing, like the breeze, which delivered the "wave" to the victim who saw hope.

The expression of surprise twitched unnaturally, and the limbs suddenly became weak, as if he suddenly had independent consciousness and joined a fast-paced dance with a very high frequency of movements - Kraft called it a spasm.

The red dots were swollen and protruding like pores. After a few seconds, the red flooded every inch of skin within the visible range.

I haven’t been in a very good mental state recently. I’m taking sertraline and hope I can get these things sorted out as soon as possible.