How can a retired savior be considered retired if his price drops to 40,000?

Chapter 102 The Wrath of the Patriarch

Asclepius knew that in fact, Fujimaru Ritsuka did not want to take him to Parmenio at the beginning - it was he who heard that "this trip may involve confronting the God of Plague". He yelled, "How could you not bring a doctor if that's the case?" and so on, and insisted on following him.

He also understood why the Master hesitated.

The god of plague.God of medicine.It doesn't take any professional knowledge to see that there is clearly a clear antagonistic relationship between the two.But just as water can extinguish fire, but fire can also evaporate water, it is always the size that determines the final outcome between the two opposites.

Asclepius knew very well that as a human god, he was absolutely incomparable in size to the Galaxy-level God of Rules.He also knows what kind of bad character he is. Once he sees a strange disease, he will uncontrollably move forward and jump into the trap too easily. In order to really follow him, he and Fujimaru Ritsuka did a lot of things. After the promise, she reluctantly agreed.

After actually setting foot on this battlefield and actually coming into contact with the diseases spread by the "God of Plague", he knew even more clearly: the Master's worries were not just that.

These diseases, which essentially originate from subspace pollution, can even directly distort people's cognition.If this happened to him and the filth reversed the knowledge he possessed into the technology to spread the plague, the consequences would be disastrous.

But he still came, because Fujimaru Ritsuka still brought him with him.The Chaldean Master may indeed be worried about this, but she is willing to take this possible risk.She even said: "If your research goes astray due to something strange this time, as your sponsor, I will definitely be the first to punch you in the face."

Then Asclepius decided that he should never betray her trust.

He left the temporary medical clinic in an invisible form and moved through the city as quickly as the breeze.He crossed over the broken walls and ruins that had not yet been repaired, over the civilians who were stunned by the sirens, over the officials waving their arms and shouting loudly, over the logistics teams that were urgently mobilized under military orders, and over the huddled up various armored vehicles and vehicles. The commander, who was trying to solve the problem, passed by the mortal soldiers who were nervously building fortifications and roadblocks, passed by the corpses that died in an instant due to damaged protective clothing, and passed by those who were still lingering under the pollution of subspace despite being riddled with diseases. The Space Marines came to the front of the battle line where the fierce fighting was taking place.

Beneath the buzzing swarms of flies, the putrid stench of disease pressed up like a suffocating force.Under the roar of bolt bombs and the roar of promethium engines, the bloated Plague Marines battled against their ultramarine-painted cousins.Although in fairy tales, similar stories always end with good triumphing over evil, this is not always the case in reality: the Ultramarines are obviously more numerous, but under the strange psychic power, the Death Guard is overwhelming, and the Empire One side has shown signs of decline in the melee.

Powerful and dirty spiritual energy has penetrated and infected every inch of the land here, turning this place into a battlefield that mortals cannot set foot on - literally untouchable.Even if their protective suits were of the highest quality and intact, physical defenses meant little against the contamination of the warp.As long as they dare to come near the battlefield, even if they only glance in the most central direction, the so-called blessing from the garden will immediately wrap around them, embracing their body, mind, and soul, unless there is someone nearby. Until then, Ken helps them maintain their last bit of loyalty with a blaster.

Space Marines may be able to resist this corruption temporarily, but it is not permanent.This was silently noted by the Ultramarines, who continued to resist in the melee and moved more and more slowly as time passed.Among them, the Primaris brothers are in better shape than the Firstborn Sons, and they have supported this line of defense more, but that doesn't seem to last long.

Beneath the buzzing foul air, the Plague Marines were clearly getting more power.Many of them are even taller than the Primaris Space Marines, which would have been nearly impossible.Such a huge sick body did not slow down their movement, and the huge body contained incredible vitality under the blessing of Nurgle.Here, the firepower required to kill a Plague Marine is enough to kill a Primaris brother three times, and all it takes for a Plague Marine to completely incapacitate his cousins ​​is to corrode their armor. , the war sickle shining with sickly light penetrates the opponent's power armor and touches the opponent's flesh and blood.

But more often than not, they are directly cut into two pieces.

Ordinary people may not be able to understand it, but Asclepius could see clearly what kind of sinister breeze was surrounding those plague warriors.This is of course an unfair battle, but how can there be absolute fairness in war?
Among all the plague warriors, the most prominent and brave one is naturally the one who planned and led all of this.Typhus is larger than his bodyguard, but his movements are also strangely more graceful and swift.Surrounded by a swarm of flies, he smoothly waved the huge war scythe in his hand, using tricky angles to quickly harvest the lives of the Ultramarines who dared to approach him.The other two Terminator guards beside him also moved forward in unison with him, quickly clearing a small temporary safe area.

"I am Typhons, the herald of fatherly evil in the mortal world, the lord of diseases and flies -" he shouted in the direction of the city center, his voice hoarse and cracked as if covered in phlegm. The battlefield echoed, and invisible spiritual energy fluctuations spread out around him with him as the center, "The corpse emperor's lackey, the cursed man's puppet! I feel your gaze, come out and face me like a warrior!"

--can not watch anymore.

Asclepius knew that his presence here might be a bad decision and might result in a strategic mistake.The enemy's connection to the god they served was closer than he had originally expected, and on the outskirts of the city, so far away from the temple, his spiritual base could not be fully protected - but he couldn't stand it anymore.

"——Severely ill patient." In the scattered light like golden sand, the spiritual form of Asclepius appeared on the edge of the battlefield, "Fourteen fungal infections, 21 kinds of parasites, and hundreds of others A thousand signs of disease that I can’t even be bothered to count—no doubt the disease is deep in the brain. The advice from leading doctors is: remove it as soon as possible.”

Strangely, the volume of this passage was not high, and it should have been drowned in the noisy battlefield noise, but it was able to be heard clearly by everyone present.Typhons obviously also noticed this doctor who appeared nearby in a mortal form and even talked nonsense about him. However, he did not intend to pay too much attention to him at first and just casually pointed in his direction. Pointing his finger, he sent out an invisible spiritual energy wave that contained a lot of blessings.

This spell can even kill a Space Marine.No matter how this mortal appeared so close to him, Typhonse felt that it was enough.He thought that his shouting array had no effect, and was about to continue his fight, but at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a long mechanical snake jumping out of the cane beside the man, opening its mouth in time, and The formless and invisible spell he released was swallowed in one gulp - and then it remained, meandering and swimming freely in the air like a living creature, hovering around its master.

Typhons vaguely felt some strange spiritual energy fluctuations, and felt vaguely threatened by them.For a moment, he wanted to retreat, but then he recalled that this was a task given to him directly by his loving father, and the great grandfather God was watching his every move in the garden.Drawing some false courage from this thought, he turned again in the direction of the mortal whom he had failed to kill with a single blow, and asked aloud in the middle of the battlefield: "Who are you? The mortal chosen by the wight on the throne. Are you the pioneer?"

"You won't see her. A corpse like yours is outside the category she is allowed to see." Asclepius said coldly, "Although let me, a doctor who has sworn to treat all patients, say this There is something wrong with what I said, but I still really feel that the best destination for you is the incinerator."

"Ah, stupid mortals can't understand how beautiful these blessings are." Typhons' tone was actually a little regretful, "If I had more time, I might patiently teach you all this - but not now. If you know where the puppet chosen by the rotten corpse is, tell me about it, maybe you can still live."

"This is not a battlefield for mortals to intervene in!" Beside Asclepius, an Ultramarine who fell out of the battle circle because of injured legs shouted at the enemy while he was speaking, hoping to drown out his own voice. There were various loud noises on the battlefield, "Aren't you a doctor at the temporary medical clinic? Go back to your post!"

Asclepius, as usual, chose to respond to those closer to him first out of efficiency: "My post is here. Don't doctors be needed for first aid on the battlefield?"

"what--"

"-Then, answer your original question: Who am I."

Asclepius turned towards the battlefield, paying no attention to anyone.The long snake took off driven by magic power, seeming to be lengthening and growing in size out of thin air.Then, he raised the snake staff with only the staff left, and under the flow of the ether summoned by him, he loudly announced:

"I am 'Ophiuchus'."

The immortal snake, which symbolizes "shedding and rebirth", swims in the air, and the filthy and rancid air seems to be purified out of thin air.A faint breeze blew by, and the Ultramarines who were surrounded by supernatural diseases suddenly felt light, as if their bodies were restored to health in an instant.

"I am the 'God of Medicine'."

As he continued to declare, a soft light flashed from Asclepius' short staff.The Ultramarines who fell to the ground due to serious injuries but were still alive lit up with a similar light one by one, and the wounds they had suffered before began to recover at a speed beyond common sense - even advanced think tanks who are proficient in the corresponding schools of thought often It is also impossible to restore the different wounds on so many soldiers at the same time with such precision.

"I am the 'Son of Apollo'."

He never liked his identity, but he did inherit half of the Sun God's blood.Asclepius hated the stupid gods and rejected this half of his bloodline, but if it was the only way to solve a problem, he, as a thorough pragmatist, would never refuse.

As this title was sung, the golden light like sunlight on the short staff shone brightly, and the flies flying in the air seemed to feel something, and suddenly panicked - and then countless flies were wrapped in the golden light. It burned and fell to the ground, as if a rain of fire fell from the sky.

Typhonse began to panic.But another voice, a voice that came from the garden of the highest sky, sounded in his ears, allowing him to muster the courage to hold the war sickle in his hand again.At the same time, the words of the mortal in black in the distance were still unfinished:
"I am the ship's doctor of the Argo, the ancestor of medicine. I am a doctor who abandons gods and upholds human dignity. I am 'Asclepius'."

He put down his short staff and raised the other hand hidden in his sleeve——

“Resurrection Fraaught Hades of Counterfeit Drugs.”

　Miwu (no more)

　　There are 7K2 in total today!Be bragging! (lying furry on the edge of the ice cave)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)