Low Dimensional Game

Chapter 234: A gaze from the abyss

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The buildings of the Tutan Dynasty are tall and beautiful. They are not like the wild world in the East imagined by the people from the Light Church area. They have a unique culture, unique knowledge and understanding of the world.

The city of Tephes was a city of the Tutan Dynasty. It was an offshore trading city that was prosperous and beautiful. Especially in the past ten years, as the maritime trade of the Tutan Dynasty became more and more developed, the city of Tephes became a The offshore trading city gained a lot of wealth.

At this moment, Akkad, who had just entered the city of Tephes, looked solemn. As a doctor from the West, many people expressed their trust in him. Western doctors because of Polklemo's medical classics and medical skill reforms, Even within the Tutan dynasty, there was a very great reputation. Physicians who could save people were respected and welcomed wherever they went. In addition, he killed monsters with his "Huozhezi" and maintained order. Emergency treatment was provided to the wounded.

The Sheriff who hurried to the market, after knowing the identity of Doctor Akkad, immediately placed the newly injured and unconscious members in a small building next to the dock market. The injured members showed slight symptoms. In the case of poisoning, those members who are unconscious are in some trouble.

Their consciousnesses have suffered varying degrees of damage. Although the degree is not large, the impact is not small. Akkad can only use some alchemical potions that wizards originally used to stabilize their spirits to stabilize their consciousnesses.

This reminded Akkad of the horrifying scene before, as well as the one eye exposed from the monster's throat, and the extraordinary power and evil aura emanating from the eyes, which made Akkad feel that this matter was unusual.

"Is it related to wizards? Are they some restless guys doing some evil experiments?"

"No, I have never heard of this kind of power. This is not blood witchcraft at all. What on earth is it?"

"Is it the mysterious power from the Tutan Dynasty?"

This area has just been entered by wizards, and it is still a desert of knowledge. Akkad does not know what kind of power there is in this country.

"But this kind of power is really weird and evil."

Akkad felt a little uneasy. This kind of power was beyond his understanding. On the operating table, Akkad opened the box and saw that his box was like a treasure chest, with various mechanisms popping up constantly, and various Plant grids to provide Akkad with the tools he wants to use.

Akkad discovered that this body should have been a human corpse, but now, there is no trace of a human being. It seems to have been affected by some kind of radiation, and has undergone terrible changes. The throat of the corpse was originally Akkad couldn't find the one eye.

At this time, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. Several soldiers wearing leather armor came in. They were the sheriff and his security team in the eastern part of the city where the market was located. They were also responsible for the taxation and disputes at the market. During the trial, most of these soldiers had brown or blond hair. One of them, a middle-aged man with red hair, was the sheriff. He said to Akkad in Tutanese: "We have found out his identity, and we also know where he lives." Where."

"Well, there is nothing wrong with the patient below. He will be fine after a few days of rest. Now take me there immediately. If we don't figure out what the cause is, I'm afraid there will be even bigger troubles later!" Akkad immediately said He packed up his things and put on his cloak.

Akkadian's Tutanese is a bit lame, but others can still understand it. This was learned by Akkadian in his youth from a tower servant named Sargon. Later, Sargon's son also He became an apprentice in the wizard tower, so Akkad knew Tutanese, at least there was no problem in communication.

"His name is Rocky. He is a homeless man who makes a living by stealing."

"He lives in Mud Alley in the north of the city, which is a slum."

The red-haired Sheriff explained to Akkad while leading him toward the north of the city. Akkad nodded: "Does he still have family members? Has he been in contact with those people recently?"

"He has no family. Except for the nearby pubs, he hangs around the streets all day long. I recognize him. If he hadn't been burned to a crisp black, I would have identified him on the spot."

The group finally arrived at Mud Alley. The large number of wooden houses here were built crookedly. There were no streets at all. Most of the aisles could only accommodate one person walking sideways. There was smelly water and feces and garbage everywhere. Rats, cats and dogs gather in heaps here.

In the depths, I finally found the residence of this homeless man named Rocky. It was a small house with only a few wooden boards nailed together. Most of the wooden boards were rotten and tattered. When I kicked the door open, there was something inside the room. There was a disgusting smell.

There was nothing in the room, with only four walls, which was very consistent with the image of a homeless person. There was only a low wooden bed with straw on top, and a dark thing that was not sure whether it was a quilt or a rag, and It was from here that the stench came.

The quilt was sticky, so Akkad picked up the rag with his cane, went over to smell it, and felt dizzy. Akkad immediately threw it back**

, this person's problem did not suddenly erupt in the market, his body had already begun to undergo changes before, and the stench in the room was exactly the smell of mucus secreted by his body.

"Be careful, the things in this room are probably poisonous, don't **."

Akkad immediately shouted, and several soldiers from the surrounding security forces immediately retracted their hands in fear. At this time, Akkad looked at a piece of paper nailed to the head of the bed.

"What is this?"

Akkad leaned over to take a look and found that it was a page that seemed to be taken out of a book. There were traces of threads on it, and there was a vicious and twisted monster drawn on the paper.

This is an egg, but its skin is extremely wrinkled, like an old man's ravines, and on this skin, there are a large number of eyes. These are not human eyes, nor are they some creatures that Akkad has seen. The pupils of his eyes took up the entire white of his eyes, and the lines inside were chaotic and complex, full of a chaotic and evil flavor.

And below, there are a few lines of small words written in the regular Finks language as if printed out: "Name: Beholder, real name: Izaproun!"

There should be more at the back, but it should be on another page. Akkad observed this picture carefully, especially when the Finks language appeared below, which made him deeply doubtful. This was Tutankhamun. In the dynasty, the only people who can speak Finks language are people from Zhongzhou or the Light Church area.

"What is this?"

"Why does it make me feel a little chilly just looking at it!"

"This monster feels so evil!"

Several soldiers and police officers felt chilled after reading this picture. Even if it was just a blueprint, after reading it, they felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured from their heads in the middle of winter, especially It was the monster's eyes on the drawing that seemed to suddenly move and look towards them.

Akkad also felt this smell. Although he did not feel the surge of extraordinary power, he felt that his consciousness was constantly sounding the alarm. This is a wizard of his level. His mental power is strong to a certain extent and he is not afraid of dangerous things. Predicting it, he pulled out the paper and examined it carefully.

"The battle has no flavor, the ink is just ordinary ink, and there is nothing special about the painting."

"Why? Why does this happen?"

Akkad had a feeling that the abnormality on the homeless man named Rocky must be related to this picture. Although this made Akkad feel ridiculous, how could an ordinary picture have such Weird power, but the actual situation forced Akkad to believe this speculation.

"Your Majesty Sheriff, there should be no problem now. This may be a strange disease."

"However, it is likely to be contagious and form a plague, so please be prepared. If you have any questions, you can tell me. I am a doctor from the West. I believe I can be of some help."

The red-haired Sheriff immediately became very nervous: "What? Plague? Don't worry, I will report it immediately and let everyone pay attention to the situation in the city. Sir, your medical skills are very good. Please don't live in the city for a while, maybe it will be better." I want sir to help."

Akkad nodded and continued: "Of course, this is what a doctor should do. By the way, if you find information similar to this drawing, you can also pay attention to it and tell me."