Leprosy, smallpox, black plague, cholera, legionella pneumonia.
The pentagonal hall was a sacrificial altar. The floor was covered with pus and the stench that permeated the air made Gu Jun's group feel like they were suffocating.
"The corpse of the Black Plague, is it the little girl we saw in the mist …" Lou Xiaoning asked in a low voice.
"I think so …" The Zoog grumbled nervously, "I smell something similar."
Gu Jun looked around. The five walls and the raised ceiling appeared to have countless eyes staring at them. There was only apathy in their eyes.
He turned to the five children's bodies. 'Is that the little girl with the braids?
How long has the Afterlife Cult existed? How long has the R'yleh Cult existed? '
'The fruit of darkness grows from the abyss of time … 'Gu Jun's head throbbed with pain. He was reminded of the crooked limbs burial and the stone carvings in the pre-Qin tomb, the ritual of the Inuit and the records of the cultists' activities all over the world …
Could it be that the outbreak of the Black Plague in medieval Europe had something to do with the cultists?
How much time was involved in the ritual in the House of Worm?
"We can't escape death, we can't escape death …"
The little girl's voice was still ringing in his ears. Gu Jun's eyes suddenly froze. He saw the corpse of the Black Plague disappear from the fireplace in an instant. The next moment, it was standing before the fireplace, staring at them. The face that was covered in pustules and black spots was devoid of expression. It opened its mouth to say, "Doctor, you too."
Was that an illusion? But they saw it too. The Zoog was instantly silenced.
Before they could do anything, the other children's bodies inside the fireplace stood there like they had come to life. The pus on their bodies melted and fell to the ground.
"Doctor." The little girl said, "With your power, how are you going to save us? Do you really understand the meaning of life and death? "
Suddenly, there was a loud crash, and everyone saw their surroundings spin and tumble. In an instant, the pentagonal hall was completely different.
The walls and roof had all turned into sticky yellow pus. It was like an ocean, an ocean of a thousand pus surrounded by endless darkness.
In the direction where the little girl from the Black Plague had been, a gigantic, monstrous shadow appeared. It was taller than the giant whale and looked like it was formed from piles of rotten flesh. Countless deformed limbs danced in the air, and a hideous mouth opened and closed, all of which were dripping disgusting pus.
It was a giant worm that looked like a new strain of legionella bacteria under a microscope!
The difference was the surface of its body was covered with countless eyes, human eyes.
The eyes, with pupils of various colors, were set there, oozing pus, and blinking.
Before this giant shadow, Gu Jun, Lou Xiaoning and Peacock looked so small.
They only glanced at those eyes, but they immediately saw countless images of the plague surging in them …
"Sickness, malaria," "Wounds of humans and animals turn into pustules," "Ten out of ten die," "Not a single family is spared."
They saw the people who died in the plains, in the forests, and by the rivers in the ancient times because of the plague. They saw the plagues from the east and the plague from the west. Piles of dead bodies were thrown into pits and then burned to ashes. It was like they were listening to a nursery rhyme from the Black Death …
"Wreaths made of roses, bouquets filled with flowers. Ashes! Ashes! We are all fallen. "
They saw other images, Jiang Xin Hospital, the streets of San Hai City and other cities around the world, they were all turned into ruins in the midst of chaos.
These cities were dying, the world was dying.
"Ah …" Lou Xiaoning gripped her head and screamed in pain. The pistol fell into the pus at her feet. The opal stone on her wrist glowed red. The opal stone cracked slightly. Immense pain and helplessness consumed her. It drove her mad and then into nothingness.
This helplessness also consumed Peacock, Malachite and the rest. The Lost City of Kindle, all the pain and disasters they had experienced once again surged up from the bottom of their hearts …
Could they really … defeat this plague that was like the wrath of God … even if it was just this thousand-eyed worm before them …
Before God, the will and power of mortals … were nothing but filth.
After all, they were mere mortals.
"Doctor, for mortals, the truth of this world is death. Everyone will die one day, how are you going to fight against the truth? "
The little girl's voice was still ringing. Gu Jun's head was splitting. This strange thousand-eyed worm made the darkness in his heart feel like it was about to erupt.
'Is it better than us?
'This pus monster is better than us? '
But … is the power of mortals really enough? '
Veins pulsed on Gu Jun's face. Every muscle was twisting. Some cultists could cause this world to crumble. No, it was not the cultists, it was the power obtained by these scum, the kind of power that was beyond human … the power of the Great Old Ones …
'Doctor, with your common medical knowledge, who can you save?
No matter what you do, even you will die.
Ashes, ashes, we will all die! '
"Shut up …" Gu Jun gritted his teeth. His body shivered. He tried to summon the Ancient Seal and the Yearning Mantra but he almost collapsed in the sea of pus.
He was consumed by the helplessness and pain. It came from himself and it appeared to come from the Son of Steel, Lenton. Facing such a mutant and an incurable plague, facing the cultists with greater power … was it really enough to fight them with the power of mortals?
The truth of this world was death, the worm of death would live with the world forever …
"No, shut up." He gripped the Carlop scalpel to prevent himself from succumbing to the darkness. "If you want to die, you can die first …"
"Are you talking about us?" Some of the thousand-eyed worm's eyes suddenly moved, as if it was staring at him. "Mister Gu, it seems like you still don't understand. Death is not scary. Death is an opportunity. Death can be an extraordinary sublimation."
Gu Jun's heart skipped a beat, and he staggered a few steps back.
The eyes … were the eyes on the withered faces. One of them was the old man at the lighthouse … The voice was familiar … The man who asked for the documents?
'Have these people sacrificed themselves as well? '
The silhouettes that the Zoogs saw were already there, they were part of the thousand-eyed worm.
"Mr. Gu." The voice that came out of nowhere said again. All the eyes on the worm turned to look at Gu Jun who was still struggling and Lou Xiaoning, Peacock and the rest who were kneeling on one knee. "We have misunderstood you and you have misunderstood us."
"You are the answer." The voice rose. "Accept your power and awaken your will. Son of Misfortune, Master of Plagues, we are your servants!"
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