Plague Doctor

The low and consistent sound of chanting resounded around the altar, and every rhythm revealed a sinister and growing frenzy, as if it was not made by humans.

In the shadow of the sound of chanting, Gu Jun was triggered by the illusion of the scalpel in his hand, piercing through the obscure fog of the past and the unknown...

There are some letters with scribbled handwriting, which appeared in front of his eyes like a long-lost memory:

[I miss the years of studying at Kalop College. Every day I devote myself to studying medicine, studying various classics, discussing different propositions with teachers and classmates, and I am immersed in a kind of ignorant happiness. I wish those days hadn't ended.

But I know that is no longer possible, and I must admit with shame, that I have failed.

My strength and wisdom are nothing before this terrible storm. I think that even if we continue on this path, we may neither have the chance to defeat the weird creation, nor have the chance to touch the true meaning of life, medicine, time, space and the universe, etc., which are beyond the reach of our intelligence.

Death may give me another answer.

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

Gu Jun felt that he had seen illusions, but these illusions seemed to be happening to himself.

On a dead and silent seaside cliff, the cold wind blows constantly, almost blowing the jagged rocks on the edge of the cliff, and he is standing there.

He looked into the endless distance, and the sea seemed to be churning with black water. He suddenly raised the scalpel in his hand and violently wiped it off his neck. The sharp blade instantly cut through the flesh and cut off the trachea and common carotid artery.

The blood spurted out crazily immediately, was blown away by the sea breeze and splashed onto the stones, and he suddenly made a painful sound of being short of breath...

His tired body swayed a few times, and finally he knelt down slowly on the ground. He looked at the boundless sea and murmured: "Destroy, destroy..."

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

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

Just a few steps behind, I don’t know when or where they came from, nine figures are standing there, all hazy by the darkness, I can’t tell if it’s a human figure, a beast figure, or something different shape. It is also unclear whether it is really standing there, or a phantom that distorts time and space.

"Lelorey Langton." Among the nine figures, a gloomy voice sounded calmly, saying to him: "The Old Ones have already prepared a demon seat for you. Above human cognition , has a greater meaning."

He looked at those figures, obviously they were the projections of the dark abyss, but he saw a ray of light.

It was the light that had finally found its way.

He stood up precariously, and the scalpel dripping with blood fell to the ground. With the last of his strength, he said: "Those secrets... I want to know."

Suddenly, this illusion shattered, Gu Jun breathed rapidly, his trachea was constricting, and the common carotid artery was pulsating, but none of them were broken.

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

Holding this Kalop scalpel, which was once used to dissect heterogeneous species and also used to commit suicide, I feel like drinking from a spring after a long thirst.

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

The restlessness and gloom of those Doom's children were suppressed by another feeling, revived by visions, and nourishing his will. In the back of his mind, that feeling was like someone else's expectation, but also like his own will:

"Don't give up...end the chaos...you are the result..."

Accompanied by this feeling, there are countless blurred lights and shadows that cannot be seen clearly, and there are also thousands of clear words in different languages.

As well as some new experience of spells, Gu Jun still doesn’t know the specific knowledge of spells, but he remembers a spell...

"Ah Jun?" Everyone in the team was disturbed, only Xue Ba, who was the most tenacious, could speak in a trembling voice, and he was the first to notice that Gu Jun seemed to have changed back.

At the same time, the voice of the chant became louder and louder.

Except for the four men in red, the surroundings were as calm as before, and the faces of those men in black had deformed kinks.

The mysterious patterns on their robes seem to be full of charms, which are moved by their terrible and hideous curses:

"?????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?!"

The gray mist gradually receded, and every giant tree around the altar turned out to be a big banyan tree. Among the heavy shadows, those eerie twisted branches looked like they were made of various corpses. Could it be these banyan trees that projected their birth in different spaces, spreading the pain and fear of diseases...

The red light in the fine lines of the altar's stone became more and more powerful, and flowed faster and faster, all rushing towards the four stone pillars, and the ceremony was about to be completed.

But suddenly, those alien wolves and beasts were the first to smell the change, their bristles drooped, and their tails were twitching uneasily.

It was impossible for Gu Jun to be able to speak, but he spoke, his voice

The voice is calm and fearless:

"Do you... really know who the 'Child of Misfortune' who you summoned to descend is?"

Knowing that this answer exists, it doesn't take a lot. Both in foreign civilizations and in earth civilizations.

Because of that person, he was deemed to have committed suicide.

The power he received at the bottom of Longkan is something he has never clearly understood in the next life...

Gu Jun glanced at the faces that were still calm but apparently doubtful, his face became colder and colder, "Before you wake up the devil, are you prepared to be swallowed by the devil?"

Langton has years of nostalgia and teachers and friends, so does he, and he will not give up.

The suppressed dark will in his body surged again, but this time he released it on his own initiative. These dark forces that he could not control would completely devour him at any time. At this moment, he was not afraid, and opened his mouth to utter the strange sentence Incantation words, forcibly overriding all forces that manipulate the altar:

"Destroy, destroy, destroy!" Gu Jun chanted and shouted over and over again, sending the voice from the abyss in different directions, "Destroy!"

In the foreign language, "destruction" also means "bad luck".

Every time he yelled, the darkness in his will became more and more, and the light and shadow in front of him were disordered.

It's like seeing all kinds of rotten and incomplete corpses during an autopsy, like seeing the piles of dead corpses piled up in the phantom of the stone chamber.

But his voice had become the sound of landslides and tsunami. In just a few moments, the entire altar exploded in pieces, and the four stone pillars also fell down. Shaking, the five-kilometer-long spiral stone staircase is collapsing.

All the alien wolves and beasts that were still alive wailed in fear and fled in all directions in a hurry.

The confusion surrounding the altar was suddenly shattered, and the complexions of the men in black and red changed, and they appeared to be more real than before.

And the sound of their chanting incantations had already stopped abruptly.

"Destroy..." Gu Jun was on the verge of falling, his face was pale and strange. He snatched a submachine gun from Xue Ba, who was still unable to move, and then pointed it at the members of the Afterlife Association in front, especially the leader in red who spoke just now.

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

Xue Ba, Uncle Dan, Lou Xiaoning and others who came back to their senses all stared in astonishment at this scene.

The bullets fired from the submachine gun finally no longer passed through the shadows, but passed through the bodies of the men in black and red, their heads shattered and their flesh spattered. These dry-faced men who were still blaspheming the devil just now fell into a pool of blood in disbelief.

In this strange forest space, instead of the strange and terrifying sound of incantations, there are bitter and miserable howls that echo in hell.

I like Plague Doctor.