When Dean Dis felt the breath of death contained in the secret passage, he immediately raised his right hand over his shoulder, signaling all the church members behind him to stop.
"Except for Vice President Evatt and Captain Brog, the rest of the staff should return to the ground to help."
The two people who were called up have both exceeded the limits of human beings (single attribute), and the three of them represent the highest combat power of the Sunshine Clinic.
When the two of them stepped into the secret passage and walked on the ground of death sand,
A sense of crisis beyond any previous mission swept over them. They could feel that something was gathering at the end of this secret passage, or something was about to appear.
Dean Dis had no fear at all. He was determined to eradicate all the pathogens that came to Wenholm and restore it to its former state. At the same time, he also wanted to know what was secretly spreading death.
Raise your index finger.
A sun vine emerged from the fingertips, and soon a gorgeous sunflower grew out, providing enough lighting to suppress the death fog here for a moment.
"Let's go."
The clothing of the three people has a high leather content. While protecting the full skin, they weave different types of masks to effectively filter out the death mist.
On Dis's face is an exaggerated smiling sun.
The vice-dean wore a white ghost mask, and Captain Brog wore a silver metal mask full of fangs.
The deeper we went, the weirder it felt.
The stones that turned into sand due to death actually began to reorganize as the concentration of death increased, turning into standard skulls. All the skulls had their mouths open, constantly exhaling the breath of death.
Such an environment even made the three of them feel like they were deep in the old world.
At the end, there is a closed room made of countless skulls.
A man dressed like an ordinary citizen was suspended in the air in the shape of a cross. The 'last breath' of all the suicides in the river and surrounding areas was accumulated in his body. A certain ritual had been completed.
When ordinary citizens opened their eyes, the mist of death began to overflow from their eye sockets.
"Dean Dis, you are finally here."
"Who are you?" Dean Dis looked at the ordinary citizen in front of him and had no impression of him.
“Sure enough, a big shot like you, the dean, would never remember a nobody like me.
Just to remind you, I was once treated for stomach cancer in your hospital. As the cancer cells had spread throughout my body, I was eventually advised to wait for death at home.
Since I am just an ordinary person, you are not willing to inject me with the magical sun medicine and give me the chance to be reborn.
I figured out a lot of things while I was waiting to die at home.
You guys who call yourself gentlemen seem to want to protect us, but in fact you are afraid that we will be transformed into higher-level patients, thus affecting your dominance over human society.
If I could become a patient, perhaps the cancer cells in my body could be eliminated.
But I didn't know how to come into contact with the sick, and my body couldn't sustain long journeys... So I went alone to the dirtiest area of the sewers, eating the corpses of various animals and filth, trying to induce some kind of pathological reaction.
Due to eating a large amount of filth, my body quickly decayed, rotted and became smelly. Even rats and cockroaches disdained my flesh.
As I lay dying, a symbol of revelation appeared before my eyes.
When I smeared the vomited black substance on my chest in the form of symbols... the tumors all over my body and the eroded flesh no longer had any effect on me.
I heard whispers from another world in the dark, hoping that I could bring the gift of death to more people, more ordinary citizens who are not noticed by you and cannot enjoy quality treatment.
I began to control the creatures in the sewers, letting them quietly construct symbols in front of some homeless people who had lost hope in life, and then slowly spread to residential areas and target some people living alone.
The death of an ordinary person would not have attracted much of your attention until it was finally revealed yesterday.
Didn't the young man named William Behrens come with you? He said a lot of ugly things in my ears, and he must be brought to face death.
But it doesn't matter, soon all of you will die, although I won't do it myself, but my body will witness it all."
After listening to the other party's story, Dean Dis responded with disdain:
"The organization has given everyone the opportunity to be promoted. Everyone can become a gentleman by passing the assessment. Even if you become a gentleman, you still need to face various unknown dangers and continue to grow between life and death. Only those who make contributions can enjoy the corresponding authority and obtain the corresponding resources.
The Sun Secret Medicine is one of the organization's rare secret medicines. Most gentlemen do not have the right to use it. Only those outstanding people who stand on the front line and fight against the disease are qualified to use it.
The so-called "unfairness" you mentioned is just an excuse for your cowardice and selfishness. People like you must have no relatives willing to see you, or even no relatives at all.
It is precisely because you are alone that you choose to look for opportunities in the sewers, and it just happens that you meet "Death" who wants to invade us.
He is clearly afraid of death, but he is working for death... a pathetic tool."
Dean Dis's words hit the nail on the head, instantly breaking down the man's defenses.
Just as this person was about to start cursing, Dean Diss snapped his fingers and a miniature sun instantly shot into his body.
Explosion and burning, not a trace of residue left.
But, only three seconds.
This ordinary citizen condensed the dead energy and restored his original body, which was still suspended in the air in a cross shape.
Just when Dean Dis was about to use more powerful means... Swish! A curved dagger emitting black smoke pierced through the body of this ordinary citizen from the inside.
The belly was opened and cut into a cross shape, forming a temporary black cavity connecting to the old world.
A creature from the Old World with flowing black hair, wearing a silver skull mask (without a mouth structure) and wrapped in a cloak, temporarily set foot in this world through the body of this ordinary civilian.
The boots with small skull decorations stepped on the ground.
The black cape dragging behind him was branded with the silver symbol of death.
“The Knights of the Death Plague, the Reaper Rotvis has arrived for a visit.
1,081 people were sacrificed to commit suicide, and their bodies were usable for 13 minutes and 10 seconds, which is enough to wipe out you bunch of useless people in the leather field..."
Just as he finished speaking, a pure silver frame emerged above his head, with a dagger-shaped end and the space between the frames filled with pitch-black death solution.
…
Come to Winholm.
Yi Chen, who was helping to salvage and burn corpses by the river bank, looked up at the black smoke rising into the sky due to the burning and became increasingly uneasy.
When he realized something and wanted to stop the burning, it was too late. Even if he stopped the burning, the corpses themselves were a potential danger.
No matter what you do, you can't avoid death.
As black smoke rose into the sky,
An extremely huge cross symbol was reflected between the clouds, which was exactly the same as the inferred symbol of death and just covered the entire city of Ravenholm.
"Don't look up! Don't stare into the sky!"
Even Yi Chen and some gentlemen who realized the problem tried their best to shout out these words at the first moment.
There were still a few gentlemen and many citizens who saw the rune pattern in the sky, and the instinct of death was instantly imprinted on their consciousness.
Not only that,
Various insects, mice and birds gather in different areas, constructing symbols and spreading death.
There were commotions in the homes of the citizens who had died. The seemingly kind "dead citizens" came out of their homes and hugged others, spreading the death plague one by one.
(End of this chapter)