League of Legends Millennium Warlord

The soul of a normal person will retain the body and appearance when it left the body. Unless the soul has been traumatized, the physical disability will not affect the state of the soul.

What appeared in front of Cassiopeia at this moment was an extremely distorted soul. From the appearance alone, it looked more like a bloated flesh bag that had been crushed into a ball. It could not be called a human thing at all.

It is difficult to imagine how a normal person's soul can be reduced to this state. Even the most vicious soul curse only causes the soul to lose its conceptual limbs or deprives it of its senses. Only the soul can be polluted to this extent. Only those soul blasphemers who have mastered ancient evil methods can do it.

At the same time, Andrea also saw the twisted soul by casting a spell, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Watching the souls of the same kind turn into this ghostly appearance, any normal person would feel numb.

Cassiopeia quickly came to a conclusion.

"There is no doubt that this person's soul has been severely polluted. Known magic cannot distort the human soul to this degree. At present, I am not sure where the magic that affects the soul comes from.

At present, we do not know whether the contaminated souls will spread the infection. My suggestion is to remove the contaminated souls, conduct a soul test on all workers as soon as possible, and isolate the affected workers. "

Andrea nodded and punched a magic emblem on the twisted soul, and the soul dissipated. The worker who lost his soul became a real living dead and was carried down.

"I think so too. The key issue now is that it is impossible for such a soul to keep the worker named Ben Latu in a normal state of action. Any worker who has any abnormalities will be isolated and have no chance to enter the construction site. , more like a delayed mutation curse,

The construction site is protected by Vidalian's magical position, isolating all mental exploration and magical interference. If we cannot figure out the enemy's infiltration method, even we, let alone these workers, may be in danger. "

Cassiopeia lowered her voice as she thought about what had just happened.

"The souls of the deceased all flow in the same direction. It seems that some kind of soul connection has been established before.

I suspect that the caster is not too far away from here. If we mark some people with soul marks, when the caster strikes again, we will be able to find them based on the location of the soul marks and win them in one fell swoop. "

Andrea thought for a while and then spoke seriously.

"The number of workers is not small. No one can guarantee who will be affected next time. It is very cumbersome, and this matter must be done quietly to avoid alerting others. Are you sure?"

Cassiopeia smiled.

"Isn't this what I came here to do? As for certainty, facing these unheard-of enemies, who can be 100% sure?"

The two people who made the decision discussed the specific operation links and returned to the construction site.

Even with the assistance of Vidali's safety procedures, it is not an easy task to build a standard military Hextech flying door from scratch.

Agulal, who worked at the construction site all night, dragged his exhausted body until dawn before returning to the resettlement house with the night's pay and knocking on the door of his house.

Hearing her father's knock on the door, Ellie, who hadn't slept much all night, got out of bed and opened the door.

Ellie looked back at her mother who was still sleeping and whispered.

"Dad, I'm going to heat some porridge for you..."

After working in fear all night, Agulal suffered both physical and mental torture. He looked very haggard. Recalling the brains that were smashed by the hammer, he had no appetite for eating at this moment, so he waved his hand.

"No, I'll take a nap first, and then we'll talk about it after I fall asleep."

After saying that, Agulal lay down on the bed and fell asleep without even covering himself with a quilt.

Seeing her father losing weight day by day, Ellie gritted her teeth, seemed to have made some decision, and ate breakfast silently.

…

Early in the morning, Catalina, who had changed into casual clothes, found the mission location located in the south of the outer city of Isuoken. Tall red brick walls surrounded a bottomless courtyard, where a restaurant famous for its A large medical clinic in Xioken.

Aveses Medical Clinic, opened by Demirut Aveses, adheres to the concept of hanging pots to help the world and the poor. Up to now, the medical clinic has been passed down for five generations.

The current owner of the medical center is a doctor named Clavell Aveses. He is a miracle doctor who has been passed down by word of mouth. His status in Ishocan is extraordinary, no less than that of Yuntar who is respected by everyone.

Because it was not yet the opening time, the door of the medical center was closed tightly. Catalina was not in a hurry, walked around the door of the medical center and left quickly.

She was going to find a suitable location to verify from a distance whether the architectural layout of the medical center was as stated in the information. After observing it, she was shocked to find that the medical center itself was built on a high ground, and there was a small area around it. There is no suitable observation location near the normal high wall.

From this point of view, this place is indeed very suspicious, but it cannot be ruled out that this is just a coincidence.

Waiting patiently until nine o'clock, the door of the medical center slowly opened, as if stepping on time. More than a dozen patients lined up and entered the medical center one after another. Catalina finally checked the appointments she had prepared in advance. The documents followed the flow of people into the hospital.

There are three buildings in the medical center. The building facing the gate covers the largest area and is where Dr. Clavel and nurses treat patients.

The house to the west, second in size only to the main building, is Dr. Clavell's private residence, while the house to the east is the daily residence of the nurses.

While observing the surrounding environment, he followed the team slowly forward. All the patients in front of him successfully entered the main building of the hospital, and soon it was Catalina's turn.

A middle-aged female nurse with a kind face blocked the door. Her eyes were dark and her voice was hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other. It sounded uncomfortable.

"Miss, if you have made an appointment with Dr. Clavell in advance, please give me the appointment documents."

Catalina took out the reservation document and handed it to the other party, with a hesitant look on her face, as if she was really a rich girl who came here for her reputation.

"I heard from my father that Dr. Clavell is very powerful. Can he really cure my headache?"

After checking the appointment document and confirming that it was correct, the middle-aged female nurse grinned and made way for Catalina.

"Except for those incurable diseases, there are no diseases in this world that Dr. Clavell cannot cure. Miss Andara, please come in. There are not many people coming to treat you today. Be patient. I think it will be your turn soon." your."

Although the female nurse's behavior was very strange, Catalina did not show any abnormality. After nodding, she stepped into the hospital. Another male nurse came forward and took Catalina to rest. room, and did not give Caterina a chance to act without authorization.

"Ms. Andara, please take a rest here and don't wander around so as not to affect other patients. Dr. Clavell will treat the patients in order. I will inform Miss Andara when it is her turn."

After saying that, the male nurse stared directly at Catalina. Seeing Catalina nodded, the male nurse turned and left.

There were twelve patients sitting in the lounge, including men, women, old people and children. Judging from their clothes, they did not look like wealthy people. After looking around, Catalina realized that she was pretending to be a patient. 'Miss Andara' seems out of place here.

"I didn't expect that a young lady from a wealthy family would come to see Dr. Clavel. Sure enough, Dr. Clavel is the best doctor in the world."

As if aware of Catalina's gaze, the seventeen-year-old woman spoke with emotion.

"There are not many good doctors as kind and responsible as Dr. Clavell. We are really lucky to be willing to treat poor people like us for free."

"May I ask you are?"

"This lady, my name is Madeleine. You can call me Aunt Madeleine. My family lives in the north of the city."

"Aunt Madeleine lives in the north of the city, but she comes to the south of the city to see a doctor. Isn't it a bit troublesome? There are also medical clinics in the north of the city, right?"

"It's not troublesome. My old man is here to see a doctor. It's just a few extra steps. It's worth it."

Noticing that most of the patients present were listless, Caterina focused all her attention on the old woman.

"Aunt Madeleine, your husband also gets medical treatment here?"

The old woman nodded, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes.

"Yes, my husband caught a cold three months ago. He was introduced to see a doctor here. He stayed in the hospital for three days under the care of Dr. Clavel. Unfortunately, he came too late. In the end, Dr. Clavel The diagnosis given was an incurable disease, and by the time I arrived, my husband had already been cremated...

Alas, if my husband had come to Dr. Clavell for treatment earlier, he would not have left me so early. "

The old woman lowered her head with a sad look on her face, as if she was remembering her husband who died of illness. However, Catalina had no sympathy, but instead felt a chill.

Compared with all kinds of rare and complicated diseases, colds can only be regarded as trivial ailments in Runeterra. Thanks to the unique environmental conditions, most races in Runeterra have very strong bodies and can live a lifetime without illness or pain. This life is the normal outcome.

In three days, can a small cold be cured directly into the crematorium? But the widow still looked so grateful?

Are you sure it wasn't the joint doctor who murdered her husband?

Katerina opened her mouth and let out a breath.

"Then why did Aunt Madeleine come to see the doctor?"

"Maybe I think about it day and night. Until now, I still can't forget the old man who left before me.

Especially recently, I often dream about my husband in my sleep. I also like to meet him in my dreams. However, I always have no energy when I wake up. Many times I spend the day in a haze, thinking about coming to see him. Talk to the doctor. "

Catalina nodded. She could deeply feel the old woman's true love for her deceased husband, which was not even half false. However, the result of this true love was very uncomfortable, as if it had been distorted by something.

Just when Catalina was about to talk about her condition again, the male nurse walked into the lounge and looked at the old woman.

"Ms. Madeleine, please come with me."

Madeline's face was filled with joy, she stood up in a hurry and left quickly behind the male nurse, not even noticing Catalina who silently waved goodbye.

As noon approached, there were fewer and fewer people in the lounge, and Catalina never found a chance to talk to anyone else.

At a quarter past twelve, Catalina, who had waited patiently all morning, finally heard her name from the male nurse.

"Miss Andara, I have kept you waiting for a long time. Please come with me."

Catalina then stood up and followed the male nurse, leaving the lounge and moving inside the medical center. Through the white opaque curtain, Catalina could smell the pungent smell coming from the cubicle, mixed with disinfectant. , formalin, and the smell of flesh and blood organs that cannot be concealed at all,

In addition, the air seemed to be filled with some kind of smoke with a special fragrance. Catalina was in a daze for a moment, and she suddenly woke up. Obviously, the hallucinogenic and paralyzing fragrance in the air could not affect her. body of.

The deeper she got into the medical center, the more Catalina felt a strong sense of crisis. The dangers in the medical center were enough to pose a certain degree of threat to her.

Following the male nurse to meet Dr. Clavell without any explanation was like throwing herself into a trap. She needed to get more accurate information.

Suddenly stopping, Catalina asked.

"How is Aunt Madeleine? Can I go see her?"

The male nurse turned around and smiled politely.

"Ms. Andara, I have no right to disclose the patient's privacy. Please follow me to the second floor to meet Dr. Clavel. Dr. Clavel will diagnose your condition and make the most reasonable diagnosis and treatment judgment."

While they were talking, seven or eight nurses opened the door curtain, holding scalpels, syringes, hand saws and craniotomy hammers in their hands. They stared at Catalina without blinking. The nurses behind them automatically formed a wall of people, surrounding her. Katarina's escape route is blocked.

Still maintaining a polite smile, the male nurse made an inviting gesture.

"Miss Andara, you are a patient, and patients should obey the doctor's instructions unconditionally. You are not allowed to go anywhere before Dr. Clavell diagnoses your condition. Please don't make it difficult for us nurses, After all, we are also thinking about your health.”

Seeing that the nurses were preparing to fight with her, Katarina stopped pretending. She drew an afterimage with her hands, and the blood-flamed blade had already cut the male nurse's neck.

The smile on his face did not change. The male nurse fell down and lost his life. Blood spurted out, and he was no different from ordinary people.

"Control her!"

The nurses launched an attack without fear, so they were no match for Catalina. In just a few breaths, there were nine more corpses on the ground. The matter was urgent, and Catalina had no time to consider whether these nurses were ghosts or innocents. , can only be regarded as enemies without discrimination. In this case, restraining one's hands will only kill oneself. (End of chapter)