Chapter 486 Pursuit of Truth

The dim light fell on the Epidemic Doctor, his body was distorted into a lizard-like form under the soaring flesh and blood. As the fighting time passed, the scarlet muscles gradually formed scales like fish scales. This It's like the reappearance of Mighty Medanzo, the embodiment of a characteristic of monsters.

  Lawrence stood there and released the hand that had been covering his abdomen. In this short period of time, the terrifying wound had been simply healed a little, at least for the time being, there was no need to worry about the internal organs flowing out.

  "It’s been a long time since I took off the mask. I have worn this kind of thing for a long time.

  The Epidemic Doctor touched his face, only to feel a sharp pain, as if there was no skin protection, and he directly touched the naked Flesh Epidemic Doctor.

   "Is this what you look like?"

   Lawrence exclaimed.

  Neither the distorted flesh nor the hyperplastic scales attracted Lawrence's attention. What really shocked him was the face of the epidemic doctor.

Lawrence is not a writer. For a while, he himself felt a bit poor in terms. He didn't know how to describe everything he saw at this moment. At this moment, he even began to think about how he got along for so long is like a monster. Is it a human being, or is it a monster with human memory?

  He couldn't understand.

   "It should be...no, at least not the way I am. I remember that I was pretty good, but you know that in order to chase the truth, there is always a price to pay."

  The epidemiologist looked at the pool of blood under his feet, and his face was vaguely reflected in it.

It's not so much a face, but a head with no epidermis. The whole face has no intact skin. It is completely covered by slowly moving flesh and blood. They are slightly undulating, like a snake, tight. Wrap the bones tightly.

  The gums and pupils were completely exposed. Looking at the throat, he could clearly see the black mouth split from the respiratory tract, and the smelly wind swallowed.

  "Only by living can we witness the truth. When we die, there will be nothing."

  The epidemic doctor’s mouth opened up and down, like a corpse, but his voice was much clearer than before, with a hoarse voice.

  This is why the epidemic doctor always wears a mask, and why his clothes always seep blood. This is a monster disguised as an adult, walking through the crowd.

   "You merged yourself with the monster?"

Lawrence noticed the details of the Epidemic Doctor's body. The surface of the flesh and blood was covered with dense sutures, most of which had been broken. Under years of friction, some were also embedded in the flesh and blood, which can be clearly seen. In the sense of patchwork, most of the flesh and blood even have subtle differences in color, as if they came from different bodies.

   "Accurately speaking,'evolution'! Just like you witch hunters trying to use secret blood to make yourself stronger, unfortunately, I didn't have the technology like yours at first, and I could only use this clumsy way to continue my life."

  The epidemic doctor said that he pulled away the remaining cloth strips on his body, and exposed his chest and abdomen. The scars there were very fresh, and it seemed that it had just been opened, and sharp claws were pointing to it.

   "I first made a hole here, then a completely cut scar, first try to replace the internal organs, then other major organs, then bones, blood..."

  The Epidemic Doctor pointed at the scarlet flesh and blood. Under these countless operations, he turned himself into a monster in an unimaginable way.

   "Of course, I also encountered a lot of troubles at the beginning, just like the erosion caused by the secret blood... But fortunately, I made it through."

  The ear-piercing laughter sounded, and the epidemic doctor seemed to take this moment as an academic speech and told Lawrence about his madness.

"If the demon hunter accepts the secret blood and allows the secret blood to transform himself into a monster-like existence from the inside out, then I am going through countless operations to modify my body little by little, so that I am changing into this look.

  The road is different, but the result is the same, just like the original sin armor of the cleansing mechanism, after all, it is a different use of the power of the demon. "

The sound of the cracking glacier rang out. From under the doctor’s body, with the support of this strange operation and Lawrence’s Apocalypse, the doctor had already turned into a monster that he didn’t know, with a broken tail. The cross section began to proliferate, and new bone grew from the fracture, slapped against the ground vigorously.

  "Like the ship of Theseus.

In our daily life, we have always been in the characteristics of'life' and'death'. Old cells die and new cells take their place... In fact, looking at it this way, everyone has changed. An existence completely different from the self who was first born in this world.

  We are evolving little by little, evolving into a higher existence...Sometimes I wonder, will the next stage of human beings be existences like demons?

  Powerful and deadly, immortal and beautiful. "

  He opened his one arm, and at the hideous wound on the other side, countless granular buds were squirming frantically. It seemed that the epidemic doctor would be able to heal itself in a short time.

  The Epidemic Doctor is so terrifying and so beautiful at this moment. His ugly body is condensed with a strong life and greed for knowledge, and he is evolving toward a higher existence.

   "You usurped the power of the demon in a way that even I hadn't even thought of, and these are just demonstrations of the characteristics of the demon."

   Lawrence said.

   is like that blazing firework, solid scales, almost immortal flesh, blurred illusion... and even the shuttle between consciousness.

  All of this is a manifestation of the power of the demon, and then is crowned by the sacred vocabulary by the hunting sect.

  Now the immortal body and solid scales are reflected in the Epidemic Doctor, and with his own transplanted inhuman organs, he has become an unspeakable beast.

  This also inspired Lawrence, such sublimation...or evolution, what is its ultimate?

  The angels who appeared out of thin air are still more murky.

  The whistling wind interrupted Lawrence's thoughts, and his recurved legs exploded with incredible speed. When Lawrence realized this, he had no time to defend.

  The epidemic doctor rushed in front of his eyes in an instant, and his only sharp claws shook up suddenly, but before they could collide with Lawrence's body, the sharp claws deflected.

  This was a feint attack. The spiked sword that Lawrence had pulled up had already failed at this time, and he had no room for defense. As expected, the sharp spikes pierced Lawrence's waist and abdomen following the previous wound.

The tail spur was pulled out, just like pulling out a wine cork. The blood of mixed flesh and blood fragments couldn't stop pouring out. Lawrence took a deep breath, gasping for depression. Before the tail spur was recovered, he grabbed it and dragged the epidemic doctor forcefully. At the same time, the nail sword burst out a dazzling cold light.

  There is no skill in the battle between the two people. Under the absolute strength and skill, the so-called skill has become gray. This is just a simple battle, and all the efforts are for the death of the enemy.

The Epidemic Doctor still underestimated Lawrence’s power. He dragged his tail and actually shook himself. Even though the sharp claws had already cut into the ground, the Epidemic Doctor still couldn’t control himself leaning against Lawrence under the harsh rubbing sound. Until Lawrence suddenly exerted his strength, he gave up his defense, waved the nail sword and fell on the head of the epidemic doctor.

  The scorching fire is attached to the blade, boiling with Lawrence's blood.

  The sky fire fell.

  The flash of light almost lit up the entire dim underground, and it enlarged infinitely in the bloodshot eyes of the epidemic doctor, like a blazing sun approaching.

   First there was a roaring sound, and it seemed that a rock was shattered under a huge force, and then the wind and dust were rolled up by the sword, and fireworks danced in the meantime.

  The thick dust dissipated after a few seconds, and Lawrence stood on the cracked ground. The nail sword in his hand had broken. This blow not only destroyed the opponent, but also broke his own weapon.

The figure shook a bit, but still stood steadily. Lawrence lowered his head and could see that his abdomen had turned into a dark hollow, and everything inside was shattered into blood by the tail thorns of the epidemic doctor. The brutal attack on his own just now, it can be said that the abdomen has been completely hollowed out.

  Except for the spine that is still supporting the body, nothing is left. It is difficult to completely heal this level of injury and secret blood, and Lawrence has no time to heal himself, because the epidemic doctor has not died.

In front of Lawrence, crimson blood was sprinkled on the cracked ground, with heat still rising above it, and a twitching tail that was still twitching. It shook unwillingly, but in the end it returned to the peace of death and continued to Looking ahead, I can see the dying epidemic doctor.

   "It's terrible, Lawrence, will a monster like you really die?"

  The epidemic doctor coughed up blood. He remembered the meeting at sea. Lawrence said he was doomed to die in the predicted future.

  At that time, the epidemic doctor still thought it was nothing. After all, everyone would die. This was destined. Even if he might die in the pursuit of the truth, he felt ridiculous now.

  Do monsters like Lawrence really die? If he would die too, how terrible the thing that killed him would be.

   "Yes, I will die."

  Lawrence made a simple statement, and then walked towards the epidemic doctor.

The Epidemic Doctor knew when the fatal shot fell. He knew very well that he couldn't stop the blow, and no one could stop it. For this reason, he waved his claws and cut off his tail to escape Lawrence's. Pursuing, he still took a step slower and was affected by the deadly sword light.

A bit of white fireworks burned on his wound. This top-down sword strike almost completely split the epidemic doctor. The wound split from his forehead, slashing across the bridge of his nose and chin, and a cloud of blood was tainted. In the middle you can see the white bones underneath, and then the chest. The proliferating scales couldn't stop the blow at all. A dark gap was cracked in the chest, and the heart in it was beating regularly.

I don’t know if it was Lawrence’s mercy or something. These two fatal attacks were very likely to kill the epidemic doctor in one blow, but it was like a **** luck. Every time it was a little bit off and failed to kill the epidemic. medical.

It seems that he is really going to die here. The epidemic doctor has thought about Lawrence’s attitude, but he never thought of being so tough, but think about it, he is such a lunatic, he can only say that he underestimated his madness, the epidemic doctor I thought I still had a chance to deal with Lawrence.

  So beg Lawrence?

   Kneeling down and licking his shoes, telling him that he was wrong, he would work for you honestly until the end of the war comes?

  In this way, let yourself give up the pursuit of truth?

  One side is life and the other is truth. How to choose?

  The Epidemic Doctor thought so, Lawrence approached him, and he closed his eyes, just as he obeyed the arrival of death.

  Finally, the sound of footsteps stopped, along with the heartbeat of the Epidemic Doctor. The restless heart chilled and stayed in the broken chest without any response.

Lawrence didn't expect it to end like this. He was wearing a mask and no one knew what he thought. He was holding a broken sword. There seemed to be only one of his people left in the dark underground. He raised his head and felt a little for some reason. alone.

  Then the claws tore along his chest, tearing Lawrence's entire left arm off.

   There was no roar, nor any sign, a frantic counterattack broke out in this silence, just like a long-planned assassination, there is no possibility of guarding at all. The blow also hit Lawrence's face, and a corner of his mask was shattered, revealing godless eyes.

  In the reflection of the pupils, the damned epidemic doctor stood up again, and from the fissure in his chest, he could see his heart beating again.

   "I'm so sorry, Lawrence, that thing is so tempting, even if there is the slightest possibility, I want to try it."

  The Epidemic Doctor said that he bit Lawrence's throat with his big, hideous mouth. Under the surprise attack of this suspended animation, Lawrence's head twisted at a strange angle.

The roar of sobbing kept on, the plague used his teeth and claws, and used all the weapons he could use, like a beast that bites its prey, destroying Lawrence’s flesh, his blood was burning, turning into a raging fire and burning the plague. Doctor, but this failed to stop his atrocities.

  The epidemic doctor must leave here, no matter what the price is, he must go to see the so-called truth.

Lawrence waved the broken sword feebly, but before he could stab the epidemic doctor, the sharp claws pierced his chest, just like strangling his abdomen. The epidemic doctor crushed his heart, including everything in his chest. The organs were twisted into blood stains together, and then the spine was completely broken.

  Use the teeth to bite off the trachea and spine thoroughly.

Like a broken doll that lost its support, the epidemic doctor threw Lawrence into the darkness below, and his broken body fell into it without any response. Then there was a gnawing sound, and the demon greedily ate and bit Lawrence into pieces. .

  After witnessing all this with his own eyes, the epidemic doctor slowly relaxed, the aberrations on his body gradually calmed down, and his body shape returned to a normal human, but the scarlet flesh and blood was still exposed.

He was a little tired, and sat against the wall for a while, waiting for his body to heal itself. I don’t know how long it took. The epidemic doctor seemed to have finally recovered his strength. He picked up the torn beak mask and put it back on. , And then walked out of this dark underground.

  Returned to the original observation deck. I don't know when the tables and chairs have been placed there. There is a clean brown coat on the table, and there is an open box on the side with a few secret blood in it.

  The epidemic doctor took a look, put on his coat and covered his scarlet body, then sat down and injected himself with a few occult blood. Fresh blood rushed through the body and healed the broken body.

  After doing all this, the chief epidemic doctor sighed, and he became quiet, as if waiting for something, after a while, the sound of footsteps sounded from behind.

  (End of this chapter)