Plague Doctor

The ground under his feet was sticky, and the coldness that enveloped Gu Jun continued to increase. The transportation in those flesh and blood tubes did not stop for a second.

His physical strength was declining, his throat, which had been thirsty before, began to feel numb and numb, the muscles in his legs were getting heavier and heavier, and his left hand with a tourniquet on it was swollen uncomfortably.

His mental power was also declining, and every channel gradually seemed to be connected to his body. Foreign limbs, foreign skin, foreign blood... were all trying to alienate him.

He must take action.

Time was not working against him.

The longer time passes, the more vulnerable he becomes. In the end, even if no enemy appears, he will be trapped here and die, becoming a pile of raw materials for human tissue.

But there wasn't much that Gu Jun could try to do. He first made an old mark on a main pipeline to see what reaction there would be, but it was just like throwing a small stone into the vast ocean, and the tiny ripples it created might just be an illusion.

He raised the QSG92 pistol again, pointed it at the main pipeline, and pulled the trigger. Bang!

Sparks flew up, and the recoil jolted his shoulders, causing a sharp tearing pain in the little finger of his left hand.

All he could see was a small ripple on the outer skin of the pipe he was aiming at, caused by the bullet hitting it.

However, the transparent membrane-like outer skin did not break, and everything continued without even a trace of amniotic fluid or blood leaking, as if the shooting just now had not happened.

Gu Jun didn't see where the bullet went. He searched around the ground and couldn't find it. He remembered that Cao Yicong's clothes could also be cloned before. I'm afraid matter has a different definition here, dead things and living things. The boundaries between them are not so clear-cut.

That bullet might have become the hair of an alien baby.

The main pipeline couldn't be opened, so Gu Jun tried again to seal and fire at a transport pipeline with deformed tentacles, but to no avail.

"call……"

Gu Jun breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The air here was very turbid and the oxygen content was very low. To be precise, he was not sure that he was breathing oxygenated air. His heart and lungs were getting duller. This was also due to his physical strength. and one of the reasons for rapid decline in mental strength.

"Xianyu, Wu Shiyu, can you hear me? I'm trapped."

He concentrated and called out through mental dialogue. When he was still in front of the forest on the ground, there were moments when he was sure that he heard Wu Shiyu's words.

It felt like she was right next to him, shouting "That's not a human, that's a monster!" or something like that.

She seemed to be seeing something else from another dimension. It wouldn't be surprising if she came in a dream.

Besides, it's not just in dreams, her synesthesia and her mind can see things that others can't.

If Xianyu was here, maybe she could see where the breakthrough was and which pipeline could be destroyed.

Gu Jun silently tried to send the message. His temples became more swollen, his steps became softer, and his eyelids were a little unable to open.

Bang bang, bang bang...

The pulsating sound of the surrounding pipes seemed to replace the beating of his heart, and the various criss-crossing pipes seemed to replace his intestines and blood vessels... He suddenly felt a strong feeling of chest tightness and nausea, and he felt like vomiting as if he was motion sick. .

"The dark power here is eroding me... If it continues like this, I may not be able to last an hour..."

Gu Jun shook his aching head violently to wake himself up, recall the feeling during global training, and focus on one point.

It's just that the chaotic thoughts in his mind did not obey the orders of his consciousness and were still surging, pulling him into an even more anxious state of mind.

He even had some doubts about whether he had forced himself into this place before, whether he was right or wrong, and whether he had fallen into a trap.

"calm down."

Things are tending to develop in the direction the enemy wants. This environment is enough to drive even wise men to madness.

Gu Jun closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. The restlessness subsided a little, and his energy was gradually able to focus on the faint light emitted by the power of the sunset city.

There is another way to try...

It's not a spell. The spell will only consume more of his mental power and increase the erosion rate. It's not a good choice to resist the power of the black goat here.

Besides, this place is simply a paradise, paradise, and lair for dark creatures... Summon a little night dire, and it might mutate into another foreign object, one of the thousands of descendants of the Black Goat of the Forest, and the summoner will immediately bite him.

The method he was thinking of was still those Carlop dissecting instruments.

These instruments can exert powers different from spells, old seals, and firearms.

Gu Jun opened his eyes again, holding the Carlop scalpel in his right hand, and walked towards the transportation pipeline of the deformed tentacles.

Because each of these pipes is huge, even the small staggered gaps will have a wide space, and he can walk through the most crowded places. In order to reduce the influence of the dark power, he previously chose roads that were far away from the various pipelines. The closest distance was only six or seven meters away.

Now, as he walked closer step by step, the thumping sound became clearer and clearer, like an impact.

When he was only about three meters away, he smelled a strange stench mixed with the smell of blood that filled the air.

"Hoo, ho..." Gu Jun breathed harder, and the sweat on his forehead flowed to his chin, but he had no time to wipe it away and couldn't be distracted.

Once the condensed spirit is dispersed, the chaotic thoughts, strange breath, and unexplainable odor will all be suppressed, and he may faint.

Bang, bang, there was only one meter left. Gu Jun's face was almost pressed against the transparent membrane-like skin of the pipe, so close to the clumps of tentacles conveyed in the pipe that he could clearly see the skin of the tentacles. texture.

Let's call it skin. From a distance, it looks like a bloody piece of damaged flesh. From a closer look, it becomes clear that it is a dark red and brown cortex. The complex and intertwined lines on it are ten thousand times more complex than tree bark. It seems like Countless ripples created by a whirlpool.

Gu Jun also keenly felt that his spirit was being pulled into the whirlpool. This kind of tentacle itself could disrupt the spirit...

A pessimistic and terrifying imaginary picture flashed through his mind. Alien beings with such tentacles were chasing ordinary people on the city streets, just like the dead skin men chasing ordinary people in Hawke City...the city was dyed red with blood.

He clenched the scalpel in his hand and tried his best to suppress distracting thoughts. Gu Jun's eyes no longer focused on the tentacles that kept passing by, but on the outer skin of the pipe itself.

His right hand suddenly swung out, and the sharp blade moved forward across the outer skin of the pipe, as fast as nothing happened.

But the feeling in his hand already told Gu Jun that it was a hit, and... it was scratched.

The transparent membrane-like skin shrank abnormally, but could not seal the crack that was made.

The crack was rapidly expanding due to the force, and light yellow liquid flowed out. Suddenly there was a roaring sound, and a large amount of liquid, together with the tentacles inside, gushes out like a dam bursting.

Love the Plague Doctor.