The World is Sick

ps: In the plot of "Curse of Blood", Ludwig will be twisted and combined with the flesh and blood of his horse because of the curse of the ancient gods, and become a miserable half-human and half-horse monster, so let his horse disappear, yes Be nice to him.

Let's go to the third shift today, go to bed early, and the fourth shift tomorrow.

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Chapter 1200 Chapter [-] Yanan's Three Friends

Belkinworth College, on the viewing platform, the silver light sprinkled on the empty top floor, bringing a deep chill.

A drooping old man wearing a bowler hat and holding a scepter, leaning on the wooden rocking chair and gently shaking, with half-opened and half-closed eyes, staring at the pale cold moon in front of the fence.

As the metal trill of the rear door being pushed open came crisply, a sigh of unknown meaning flowed quietly from between the old man's lips and teeth.

Two figures elongated by the moonlight stood behind the wooden rocking chair, always maintaining a respectful posture of bowing their heads.

The silent silence on both sides became a kind of mutual confrontation.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man on the rocking chair raised his cane and tapped it lightly on his palm as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

"Master William, I'm here..."

Wearing a gold-rimmed white teaching uniform on the back, holding a book in his hand, the middle-aged handsome guy who has both the intellectual atmosphere of a scholar and the high-spirited spirit of a high-ranking person raised his head slightly, and opened his lips in thought.

"Oh, I see, I get it..."

"Are you still refusing to let go of these dangerous ideas, Lawrence..."

Every time the Bishop of the Healing Church behind him finished speaking, Master William, the head of Byrgenworth College, interrupted his speech with a hint of mockery in his tone.

"The next blood moon is coming. Whether we rise to gods or degenerate into beasts, we must make a choice."

"I believe that human beings can harness this power and march towards a new era!"

Bishop Lawrence closed the book with a solemn tone. Although his voice was gentle, it showed strong confidence and unique persuasion.

"Control? How arrogant and ignorant you are..."

"Human wisdom cannot interpret higher existence at all..."

"So, we need the Carl rune, we need the eyes in the skull, we need to improve our spiritual vision, and see the essence of this world bit by bit!"

"Ideology is a tool for humans to evolve into gods, and excessive reliance on blood and blood will only make us no different from beasts!"

"History has long proved that your choice is wrong!"

"Lawrence, listen to my advice before your sanity is swallowed by the animalism brought by blood..."

Master William leaned on a cane, got up from the rocking chair and walked down, admonishing him earnestly.

However, Bishop Lawrence stared calmly at his former mentor, his eyes sharp.

"Teacher, we are all very clear that the orphan of Kos, that is, the first son of God in this era, has come, and those existences that have passed away will eventually come."

"We don't have time..."

Immediately, the person behind Lawrence stepped forward, holding a strange purple-red umbilical cord in his hand, and his hoarse and deep voice was a little more confident and arrogant.

"Master, no matter how powerful the beast is, it will be conquered and tamed by hunters. These so-called superiors are nothing more than that..."

"Now, we have got the bridge linking man and god, it's time to start..."

Master William looked sideways at the stern face under the top hat, and spoke slowly, a little bit out of interest.

"So, are you even turning your back on me, German?"

The three most outstanding young talents in Byergenworth College, and even in the entire Yanan, Paladin Ludwig, Bishop Lawrence, and old hunter Geman, have all been taught by him.

Now, they no longer recognize themselves as an old man, and choose to stand together in order to practice that arrogance and ignorance, and to pry into the mysteries of the world.

It seems that advocating the extermination of the Dagon Esoteric Cult in Innsmouth is part of their long-awaited plan.

In order to further perfect the ceremony, obtain the remains of the son of the ancient god Kos, and obtain the third umbilical cord that the son of God possessed when he was a baby, this is a necessary condition.

Oh, what a group of good students.

"We become human by blood, surpass human by blood, cease to be human by blood..."

"You're not listening to these advices at all."

Lawrence bowed slightly, with a respectful gesture.

"No, I keep your teachings in mind, but sometimes you should listen to my thoughts."

Remember, it doesn't mean you will do it.

We all have the right to express our opinions and opinions to each other. As for who is right in the end, time will tell everything.

Now, it's my turn to speak.

The archbishop of the Healing Church slightly raised his lips, took out a sketch of a murloc skull from the tome, and handed it to Master William.

Looking at the eyeball-like hole on the skull, the old man trembled and couldn't help snatching it away. After confirming it several times, he slowly closed his eyes and murmured to himself.

Eyes in the skull!Eyes in the skull!

Is it possible that only those monsters who have changed their bodies, distorted their spirits, abandoned their identities as humans, and become the servants of gods are qualified to see the crazy nature of this world?

"Master William, the remains of the orphan of Kos and some necessary materials obtained from Innsmouth have all been placed in the research building."

"You have your persistence, I have my choice."

"Before the next blood moon comes, I am still willing to follow in your footsteps and explore more unknowns."

"Whether it's the eye in the skull or the blood of the ancient god, all the conditions for the experiment are ready, and everyone takes what they need."

Lawrence bowed slightly, stretched his arms with his right hand, bowed his head as an invitation, and quietly waited for the teacher's compromise and departure.

The old man took a deep look at his lover, admiring, sighing, regretting, and helpless.

"From the moment you left Bilkingworth, you started to make enough plans, right?"

"And these people around me have long stood with you."

"Geman guides the star clock tower, participates in the hunting night, cultivates force, and collects the bloodstones necessary for the ceremony..."

"And, during this period, Geman also cleared the Forbidden Forest and opened the way to Innsmouth. When the time is right, he will destroy the Dagon Secret Cult and take away their Son of God..."

Having said that, Master William paused slightly, and looked at Geman behind Lawrence.

The calm gaze in the cloudy old eyes made the first hunter feel like a needle pricking his back, and he couldn't help but bow his head in embarrassment.

The old man withdrew his eyes, tapped his cane rhythmically on his palm, and whispered, as if caught in some kind of memory.

"Let me think of any factors other than the son of God in Innsmouth that could affect your plan."

"The blood queen over there counts as one, but now she should be blocked in Cainhurst Castle by the [executors] led by Loglis..."

"I'm also one of them, but it's a pity that I've been emptied now, and I can't pose a threat to you..."

"Finally, the Son of God left over from the previous generation of Sumeru civilization in the underground ruins is also considered a..."

Lawrence listened to the mentor's review and guess, the corners of his mouth inadvertently turned up, with a kind of self-satisfaction in control.

"I remembered, you took the Sumeru Gold Cup from Belkinworth, it seems that you just sent two of the best hunters to clear the Holy Grail Dungeon..."

"The two people that you German and Ludwig are looking at at the same time, even if you can't eradicate the unstable factor, it is enough to delay the completion of the ceremony..."

Master William overlooked the city of Yanan shrouded in the moonlight, staring at the most magnificent building of the Healing Church.

"In this racing game, you almost eliminate all competitors."

"Now, paladin Ludwig personally guards the cathedral, and your agent Amelia controls the entire choir..."

"And I, under the 'request' of the two of you, have to serve you..."

"I have to say that I am inferior to you in terms of tactics, leadership and ambition."

"You have been waiting for this moment for a long time, Lawrence..."

My good student has planned for several years and played such a big game of chess. Naturally, it is impossible to be satisfied with just using the thin human spiritual vision to glimpse a trace of supreme wisdom.

What he wants is more, so much that he wants to replace the ancient superior!

The old man turned his head to look at the sparkling lake in the distance, with endless regret in his eyes.

"Still too impatient..."

"You could have waited. I might be able to buy some more time."

After a short sigh, Master William turned around leaning on his cane, lowering his eyelids slightly.

"Let's go, aren't you just waiting for me?"

After a while, the three figures elongated by the pale moonlight gradually disappeared into the dark corridor.

ps: Yanan's three friends: Bishop Lawrence, First Hunter German, Juggernaut Ludwig, the three partnered to deceive the teacher William.

Chapter 1201 Chapter [-] I'm going to be a mother

Sumeru Ruins, Holy Grail Dungeon.

The deep whispers echoed in the dark space, the sound of violent impacts and the sound of gold and iron clashed one after another, and the light streaks emitted by arcane techniques continued to spread around.

I don't know how long the battle lasted. When he was dying, the ever-burning lamp swayed in the wind.

In the empty corridor of the labyrinth, two twisted figures fell to the ground with a bang, causing the surrounding area to shake off broken stones and dust.

"puff!"

Maria struggled to pull out the fallen leaves from the weapon that had pierced into the monster's back. A mass of foul-smelling blood sprayed from the wound to the surroundings. The smell of severe decay made people sick.

As the blood flowed out, two tall humanoid monsters with silver hook blades and tattered red cloaks, with elongated and withered faces, turned into black smoke and dissipated.

It seems that they should have died a long time ago, but the polluted flesh made these ancient undead unable to rest in peace, so they could only wander and guard in the underground labyrinth.

"Looking at the costumes, they should be descendants of the Sumerian Dynasty..."

Kevin threw the blood bottle specially made by Yousefka Clinic to Maria, and observed the fabric patterns of the remaining clothes on the ground under the oil lamp, frowning and pondering.

"Well, and I feel that these ancestors of Sumeru who failed to escape should have been polluted by some kind of underground force, and finally degenerated into this immortal appearance."