"I... what's wrong with me?" After the rescued person stood up, he felt a little dazed, touched various parts of his body, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Gibran gave the answer and said to the rescued person: "Brook, you were almost killed by a strange curse just now. I used a spell to save you. The pain just now was caused by the spell accelerating the growth of the damaged parts of your body. Caused by it, no need to make a fuss about it.
And now, tell me what happened in the hall while I was away! Tell it in detail, don't miss a word. Why on earth did it become like this! "
"Yes, Gibran is in charge." The rescued man named Brooke did not dare to have any dissatisfaction and said quickly, "Actually... everything is normal. I and the rest of the people have been staying here. Suddenly, I started coughing, and then I felt an extremely stinging pain in my chest, which then became more and more painful, and finally I fell to the ground. Everyone should be in the same situation, it should be... "
While talking, Brooke suddenly stopped.
Gibran raised his eyebrows and was about to ask why, but his eyes became sharp the next moment.
Brooke suddenly lowered his head and covered his mouth, as if suppressing some physical impulse, but he couldn't suppress it at all. Not long after, the sound of "cough cough cough" sounded again.
"Ahem! Puff!"
As he coughed, blood splashed from Brook's fingers and splashed on the face of Gibran, who was close at hand.
Gibran's face was expressionless and motionless, while Brooke's body swayed and fell down weakly with a "pop".
Obviously, although Gibran's spell took effect, it did not solve the root problem of Brooke.
Brooke and the others were infected by fungal spores, so they coughed up blood.
This fungal spore was extraordinary. It was brought out by Richard from the grave of Alex's ancestor. Even Richard himself almost died, but he survived thanks to Bailang Duoxi.
After bringing them out, Richard conducted a large number of screening of fungal spores, and used the drift bottle of the "Magic Gene Mixer" to optimize the genetic level, and produced the final product with great difficulty. Compared with the original spores, the lethality of this final product has increased countless times. Even Richard himself treats it with extreme caution, fearing that he will be tricked. Because if he was really infected, Richard couldn't guarantee that he could survive it with the remaining Bailangduoxi and some experimental antibiotics on hand.
Therefore, once these fungal spores are released in the underground base, they will spread everywhere through the air and enter everyone's lungs through the respiratory system, causing a horrific killing effect.
And this killing effect will continue and intensify.
After all, fungi are life!
Yes, fungi are life! It grows, matures, divides, and reproduces!
For fungi, human organs are equivalent to a culture medium with a constant temperature of 37 degrees Celsius, full of protein and water, and without any competitors. In this environment, if the fungus does not occupy, attack, and devour crazily, it will simply miss the meaning of its existence.
Therefore, even if Gibran used magic to help the infected Brooke reshape a brand new lung, it would be of no use. Fungal spores are still present in Brooke's body, and fungal spores in the air are constantly entering Pluto's body, making Brooke easily infected again, which can lead to coughing and vomiting blood.
In fact, as long as all the spores are not removed, even if Brook is replaced with two, three, or four new lungs, Brook will be re-infected for the third, fourth, or countless times.
This is not a curse, but it is more terrifying and evil than a curse!
Because, this is science!
Science's biological weapons!
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Gibran watched Brooke, who had stood up, fall down again, his face turning as black as the bottom of a pot. He grabbed a dying man again with his big air hand and cast a life spell to treat him. But there was no difference in the result - the person who was treated soon started coughing again, coughing and vomiting blood at the same time.
"Damn it!"
Gibran cursed, his eyes widened, and he scanned the painful people in the hall with different expressions. After a while, he made a decision.
"You all come here!" Gibran shouted, telling everyone, "come closer to me! I will use the most powerful spell to heal you!"
After speaking, Gibran turned his hand, and a golden flame appeared in his hand.
People walked or crawled towards him one after another. Gibran put the golden flame into his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Gudong!"
As the flame disappeared from Gibran's mouth, an extremely powerful momentum burst out from Gibran's body.
"Buzz buzz!"
The whole hall made a sound, the air surged wildly, and Gibran's feet slowly lifted off the ground and floated in mid-air.
At this moment, Gibran's eyes turned into a rich black - without any whites - like endless darkness.
"Ke... New..."
Gibran opened and closed his lips and recited a long spell. Almost everyone in the hall could feel the surging mana fluctuations in Gibran's body. The next moment, the fluctuations reached their limit and spewed out.
"Restore them all to me!"
Gibran shouted.
"brush!"
Light!
Golden light!
Following the shout, dazzling golden light shot out from countless pores on Gibran's body, illuminating the entire hall.
At this moment, Gibran was like the sun, shining light in all directions.
In the light, there is a faint voice. If you listen carefully, you can't hear it accurately, but you somehow know that it is singing and praising a great existence.
This makes people's hearts become thorough and pious, and makes people feel extremely happy in their hearts, as if any pain and suffering are not worth mentioning.
This is the power of magic, which not only heals physical injuries, but also heals mental wounds.
Transformation of life-like spells·Praise to the Holy Light!
The golden light lasted for a long time and took a long time to dissipate. In the process, the people who fell on the ground stood up one after another.
"Huh? This is..."
The person who stood up looked at his body, felt the condition of his body, and showed an expression of surprise and surprise: "Recovered? He actually recovered!"
"Yes, you have recovered!" Gibran, who was floating in the air, slowly landed and said to everyone. At this time, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, which was extremely scary.
"call-"
Gibran stood firm, took a deep breath, glanced at the people around him and said: "I used magic to help you regain your health. But the effect has a time limit. Once the magic energy injected into your body is exhausted, you will It will instantly change back to what it was just now.
And the reason why you are like this, if my guess is correct, is because the person who sneaked in has cursed us in some way!
Therefore, if you want to survive, you must catch the person sneaking into the base before the spell expires, and ask him how to break the curse. Now, do you understand? "
"Yes." Everyone in the hall responded in unison.
At this moment, a black figure with a beak mask suddenly passed quickly from outside the hall door and disappeared around the corner.
"It's the enemy!" Someone saw it and raised his legs to chase after him.
"brush!"
However, Gibran suddenly appeared in front of the person who wanted to take action and stopped him.
"Steward Gibran, what are you..."
Looking at the direction in which the black shadow disappeared, Gibran said seriously: "Don't worry, since the opponent is still in the base, we must not let the opponent escape. Therefore, we cannot simply pursue, otherwise the pursuit will fail like last time. We must Make a plan. Hum, doesn’t the other party want to play hide and seek with us, then let’s play with him properly.”
"That… "
"Next, everyone listens to my command!"
"yes."
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On the other side, Richard was running with thoughts running in his mind: The second phase of the plan, well, it was the second phase just now. Now the third phase of the plan... begins.
Did the other party come after you with a plan? Great, let’s dance together—dancing on the edge of a knife!
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