MTL - The Last Gentleman-Chapter 353 Into the urn

  Chapter 353 Entering the Urn

  【Twilight Clinic】

  Three young gentlemen in different postures are here to "close their eyes and rest their minds"

  Yi Chen sat cross-legged on the edge of the roof, looking up at the starry sky.

  Jin clasped his hands in front of his face, and leaned against the stairs with his back,

  Reagan sat on the ground more casually, holding a large bag of pickled cucumbers in his hands. Although his eyes were closed, he would regularly put the pickled cucumbers into his mouth.

   Actually,

  The three of them are maintaining a state of "mind sharing", using the connection of the epileptic brain to obtain the visual information of the student Scott, and transmit the things that happened in the capital of the dead in real time.

   Also spied the 【Apprentice Knight-Bart Prada】 who occupied Sundis and ruled the capital of the dead

  When seeing the deceased from the old world, Reagan even slowed down the pickle eating speed, and analyzed the opponent's true strength based on the information presented in the visual screen, and even speculated on its specific [epidemic value].

   "This guy is not simple... It originated in the old world, and the disease has not undergone any iteration and divergence. It is a relatively pure original disease infected person.

  The death aura he exudes is fundamentally different from other dead people in the city.

   According to the visual picture, this guy's epidemic value has reached at least [3], and may even be [4], which is only a thin film away from the promotion of open source.

   Such a guy who is completely open source and has pure death, if we are not careful, we may get seriously injured, or even be unable to perform normal activities for several months, and William will not be able to participate in your screening competition. "

   Facing the analysis results given by Reagan, Yi Chen, who looked up at the starry sky, responded indifferently: "If I join the two of you, if I will be seriously injured if I deal with such a guy, then there is no need to participate in the screening.

  You say yes, Reagan? "

"indeed."

   While the two men were chatting,

   When Jin, who was leaning on the stairs, saw the 'true dead' of the old world, his saliva, which was as sticky as pus, kept overflowing.

During the time she was living in the Cancer Palace, she heard about the "original tomb and the plague" from her master. It is still a big threat.

  As time goes by and the number of dead continues to increase, the power of the original tomb will continue to grow, and may even threaten the status of the cancer palace.

  Master also talked with Jin specifically,

  Real cancer can continue to proliferate even in the darkest corners, occupying and destroying the concept of death, allowing this concept to grow pustules, dismantle the pus and disintegrate.

  Jin has always wanted to find the real dead to try, and now is naturally the best opportunity.

   "William, Reagan!"

   Following Jin's shout, the two men also temporarily stopped communicating.

   "Let me deal with this guy, how about the two of you helping me? If you judge that I am really invincible to the opponent, how about coming out to save me when I am about to be killed?"

  The heroic deeds of saving the beauty will be praised and sung~”

  These words made Yi Chen, who was looking up at the starry sky, turn his head, and stared at Jin with eyes that still had the brilliance of the stars: "Are you sure?"

   "Do you think I'm joking? My baby hasn't tasted the real dead yet."

  Wow, wow, a baby crying came from Jin's back.

  …

after an hour.

  The urban area corresponding to the Twilight Clinic - Vinal City.

  The sole of a leather shoe emitting black mist stepped on the main road,

  Whether it is the weeds growing in the streets, or the vines climbing up the street lamps and surrounding buildings, they wither quickly in a short period of time.

  However, the comers have been quite restrained. Otherwise, the area hundreds of meters around will be eroded by death, and the symbols of the dead will automatically appear in the brains of various creatures, resulting in the phenomenon of collective suicide.

   "My lord! The clinic is on the hill ahead.

  Because it’s not too far away from the organization, and the Twilight Clinic was also an external establishment of the organization, I suggest that you restrain the ‘dead epidemic’ again.

  If a large number of forest areas are destroyed during mountaineering, it may attract gentlemen. "

   Regarding the suggestion of his subordinates, Barthes Prada did not refuse out of arrogance, but nodded cautiously and accepted it, and at the same time gave an explanation:

   "I am not releasing the plague subjectively, but because such a world full of vitality that has not been killed, itself rejects the real dead like me.

  The environment full of vitality stimulates the death disease in my body, passively forming a self-domain, ensuring my normal 'breathing'.

  The current dilapidated urban area should have had an outbreak of relatively serious diseases, and it was also massacred on a large scale, but it can barely allow me to move around normally. "

   As he spoke, Barter took a deep breath.

  A kind of 'dead plague circle' that is hard to see with the naked eye retracts back into the body,

  Take off the hood, revealing the bald black head, looking at the hills on the outskirts of the city with the eyes covered in black mist.

  Even though there were still thousands of meters away, Barter, who was the real deceased, could already sense the breath of death coming from the mountaintop clinic.

   "Let's go, speed up and rush over."

  Some kind of horseshoe and neighing sound spread among Sumeru, and Barter broke out at an unimaginable speed, and his whole body turned into a black light and rushed directly to the suburban hills.

  Scott, who was on the side, caught up at the first time, allowing the effect of varicose veins to spread all over his legs and maximize it, but he barely caught up.

  By the time the black shadow stopped, he was already standing at the gate of the clinic.

  After waiting for a while, Dr. Scott finally caught up. Many trees, flowers and plants along the way were trampled to pieces by his muscular legs, and the impact was even greater than death.

  Bart stared at the dilapidated building in front of him, "The breath of death is indeed overflowing from under this building. Judging from the amount alone, it is indeed a lot...Lead the way, Scott!"

   "Yes my lord."

  However, the so-called underground secret room in Scott's mouth is exactly the underground ward of "Mr. Lee".

  The so-called enchantment set in it is the joint handwriting of Yi Chen, Reagan and Jin.

  In the dilapidated and decaying ward, which is scattered with various medical equipment and rat corpses, you can also see some medicine storage boxes piled up in the corners and windows.

   "My lord, the seal is here... I also discovered it by accident!"

  Scott lightly pressed a brick at the head of the bed, and the secret door opened.

  The interior corresponds to a gloomy passage, with a large number of rat skeletons hanging on thin lines, and the door at the end is made of "full leather" and painted with silver symbols that even Barter has never seen before.

  The pigment used to draw the symbols is the dusk silver liquid.

   "Pi... Is this the technology of Pichang? After all, these humans are just the subordinates of Pichang. This rough leather barrier is not a troublesome thing."

  Balter put his hand on the surface of the leather door.

  As the ancient plague overflowed from the palm, Pimen began to age rapidly and disappeared.

  The scene presented in Barter's eyes shocked him extremely,

   There are various instruments of torture used to torture patients and collect special secretions, and there are also some glass vessels for distillation and extraction in the depths.

  There is a mottled old bottle on the central round platform, which is exactly a bottle full of "Twilight Silver Liquid".

"it is good!"

  Seeing this scene, Balter stepped into it decisively,

  He has even imagined the scene of taking these things back to the original tomb, accepting the commendation from the seniors and the ancients, and the subsequent scene of becoming a formal knight.

However,

  As he stepped in, Dr. Scott, who was supposed to follow along, stayed at the door, still muttering.

   "Teacher, I have brought Mr. Bart here according to your instructions! Please also be careful, Mr. Bart is very strong."

   As soon as the voice fell,

  Scott fully activated his disease-"varicose veins", which instantly exceeded the upper limit of his body's tolerance.

Snapped! (flesh explodes)

  Scott exploded from the inside, and even spread out flat.

  A large number of vein lines flew out like spider webs, connecting and blocking the only entrance and exit, and using the fully stretched leather bag to rebuild the leather door.

  In addition, the pre-set magnetic field, the tumor is excited, the surface of the cortex is covered with a large number of pus-filled tumors, and at the same time, the electric light is active, completely blocking the exit.

   "How could it be... The dead are actually controlled by others invisibly? And I didn't realize it. What kind of method is this?"

   Just when Barter was surprised by his subordinate's betrayal, another breath slowly descended.

  His eyes turned from the blocked entrance to the central round table again.

  A whole bottle of twilight silver liquid has disappeared, only a woman in red with a colorful mask sits on it, holding a crying baby in her hands as if.

  With the woman's touch, blood oozes from the baby's whole body, stretches its spine, and turns into a terrifying sharp knife.

  (end of this chapter)