From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 172 The Earth King is born!

"But the pain of the disease would not be cured by time, and it continued to torture his body and will."

"And those around him, such as his parents, friends, relatives, and even strangers, were all very kind to the sick boy. This prevented him from having thoughts of suicide and even made him wonder if living beings are born to suffer."

"Unfortunately, he was one of the smarter ones and was well aware of his own peculiarities. After he became an adult, he followed the tribal doctors and priests to learn medicine in an attempt to cure his illness."

“Unfortunately, although he was extremely powerful at the time and had all kinds of elixirs, his tribe was relatively remote and the level of the priests was not high.

In addition, he had too many diseases in his body. If any one of them was cured, it would likely erupt completely, and it would become a terminal illness at that time. Even his master kept saying that it was a miracle that he was still alive today. "

“Although he encountered setbacks, the doctor was still optimistic, after all, he did not die.

He is very satisfied that he can use the medical skills he has learned to help this world that is full of kindness to him."

"As the epidemic doctor's medical skills become more and more sophisticated, he can even easily diagnose many diseases based on the ailments in his own body and prescribe the corresponding medicines and treatments."

"The reputation of the plague doctor has also begun to spread. Everyone in the tribe knows that the sickly boy has grown up and is able to contribute to the tribe. In addition to goodwill, people have also shown him some respect."

"It can be said that the plague doctor has been treating countless people until he was fifty years old, and even the death rate of the tribe has been much lower. This has allowed their tribe to develop more recklessly than other tribes.
After all, the Plague Doctor’s medical skills had far surpassed his master’s at that time. Basically, as long as the patient was not killed directly, the Plague Doctor could cure the disease.”

Listening to the description, Xiaoyu's eyes also fell into thought. She raised a hand and asked: "If that's the case, then the plague doctor is not a bad person. Why does Dad call him a lunatic?"

Zhao Zheng held her outstretched hand, put it down and played with it. The smile on his face faded a little and his tone became a little solemn.

"That's because a mutation occurred when the plague doctor was fifty-three years old."

"Although he has lived in pain for 53 years, he has always been emotionally exposed to the kindness of the world. So when malice suddenly descended, despair began."

"That was a seriously injured and dying night bat."

"There were too many races at that time, especially creatures from other planes that these lower-level humans did not recognize."

“So, when the tribesmen in charge of hunting encountered a meat-eating animal that was over three meters long and not dead, they brought it back to the tribe without hesitation.”

"And they also brought back a powerful supernatural disease called the Black Death."

"It was a terrible disaster. The disease spread throughout the tribe almost instantly. People were trembling and suffering. Their wailing frightened all living things."

"As a pathogen that carries numerous diseases, the plague doctor will not be spread by that disease. At that time, he was the only one in the entire tribe who was qualified to take action."

"He kept on giving treatment, kept on feeling the pain, kept on trying to save these people who were so good to him."

"Unfortunately, for a legendary plague curse that intends to perish together with the enemy, the medical skills that the plague doctor is so proud of are vulnerable."

"A large number of tribesmen died during the treatment by the plague doctor, and a large number of livestock also died in grief, including the plague doctor's biological parents who never thought of abandoning him."

"It seems that his emotions fluctuated too much, or that he was exposed to too much bubonic plague."

"At the moment when his parents died, the fragile yet strong balance in the plague doctor's body, at that moment."

“It’s broken!”

"It's terrible that the natural pathogens are broken. According to the ability of the plague doctor, the extent of this disease should kill people instantly."

"But the Black Death invaded at this time. The legendary super virus temporarily suppressed the disease in his body and achieved a strange fusion."

"It seems that everything has its limits. When his many illnesses left him in agony, they also produced a very special energy."

"That kind of energy output can cause a living being to fall into a temporary state of immortality. As long as that energy continues, living beings of a lower level than him will not die."

"Unfortunately, this energy arrived too late. All the people in his tribe had already died, dying in the wailing."

"The plague doctor's mind was also distorted by a large number of diseases at that time. His body no longer felt any pain, and when he was in extreme emotional pain, he suddenly discovered that it was so happy not to be tortured by diseases."

"He looked at his hometown destroyed by disease and wondered why there was such a painful thing as disease in the world."

"From that moment on, the epidemic doctor was determined to eliminate all diseases in the world, so that this incredibly beautiful world would no longer have the pain of disease, and no longer have the tragedy of death from disease."

"It was also from that time that the profession of epidemic doctor officially took shape."

Zhao Zheng was speaking with some emotion. Seeing Xiaoyu listening with great interest, he continued with emotion, "So, the philosophy of the Epidemic Doctors Organization has not changed since 200,000 years ago. It is to give all lives troubled by diseases a chance to survive, and generations of people have sacrificed for this."

"They just want to turn the beautiful world that the plague doctor saw at the beginning into an even better world that the plague doctor imagined."

"Perhaps they are a little extreme in their actions, but since 200,000 years ago, there may have been creatures that killed the plague doctors, but the plague doctors have never killed even a single innocent soul."

Xiaoyu's eyes sparkled: "After listening to you, I feel that the plague doctor is not that bad. Why is it that the records say that..."

Xiaoyu's words were a bit confusing. After the night doctor appeared, she curiously flipped through the ancient books about epidemic doctors. The records there were hard to describe in a few words.

Zhao Zheng still smiled, squeezed the girl's hand and said, "They are too extreme. No matter whether it is a serious illness or a minor illness, as long as it is an epidemic, they will force treatment without hesitation, and they will chop up the living beings, forcibly remove all the diseases, and sew them up."

"And the sutured scars are also a means for epidemic doctors to prevent the spread of the virus, similar to installing countless immune disease tissues."

"That way, the diseases that are beyond the capabilities of the plague doctor will not be able to invade the bodies of those patients who have been treated."

"For example, if a legendary plague doctor treats an ordinary person, then the legendary virus cannot make this ordinary person sick."

"But what completely ruined the record was..."

Zhao Zheng's expression was indescribable, and he had the urge to cover his face. "When they cut the patient into pieces, although the nervous system was severed, it would also be connected to the brain by their energy. In other words, they would personally feel themselves being cut open, and those scars cannot be restored."

Xiaoyu paused, then sat up suddenly, eyes wide open: "I'll go crazy, right? If someone cuts me into pieces without anesthesia, I'll go crazy."

Looking at the girl's incredible eyes, Zhao Zheng silently added: "No anesthetic can stop the transmission of pain, because it is the pain transmitted by the special energy of the plague doctor."

Xiaoyu's face froze, and she said in a complicated tone, "Oh, it's no wonder the patient recorded it this way."

Zhao Zheng asked softly: "If you know all this about the epidemic doctor, do you still think they are good or bad?"

Xiaoyu thought about it, and her expression became more complicated: "I don't know."

Zhao Zheng thought for a moment and said seriously: "This is a question of stance. You have to learn to look at a problem from multiple perspectives. For patients, the characteristic of an epidemic doctor is to bring pain." "For example, you just have a cold and a slight fever, and you can get better by taking medicine, but suddenly a bird-headed monster dismembers you with a knife, and you even suffer terrible mental trauma. That's bad."

"From the perspective of the epidemic doctor, he just wants this fragile life to have a body that can fight the disease, and he has cured a person's disease, which is good."

"From the perspective of an outsider, if a neighbor's child only has a cold, a fever, and a little bit of rhinitis, and is given an epidemic doctor package, then the profession of epidemic doctor becomes crazy, because the neighbor cannot understand any key points."

Xiaoyu was thoughtful, and suddenly realized: "I understand. There is no absolute good or evil in the world. From Zhulan's perspective, he just wants to rule the lost world again. If we stop him, we are bad to him, but to the ruled, we are heroes."

Zhao Zheng touched Xiaoyu's head and said, "You are so smart. You are worthy of being Xiaoyu."

Xiaoyu slapped his hand away and said in dissatisfaction: "Don't always treat me like a child. Also, don't touch my head again!"

Zhao Zheng paused, then smiled and said, "Okay, you will always be Her Majesty the Queen."

Xiaoyu curled her lips, then looked at the bright moon in the sky and asked, "What about the Saints of Order? What kind of order do they maintain? The historical books describe them much worse than the plague doctors."

"The Saints of Order are even more complicated." Zhao Zheng thought about the wording and was about to speak when the heaven and earth shook violently. A powerful aura of justice burst out crazily, and an ominous sense gushed out, as if some horrible place was connected to reality.

Zhao Zheng and Xiaoyu's faces changed.

"The gate of the Dikui is not in the biggest football stadium!"

Zhao Zheng said solemnly, holding Xiaoyu's hand, the Eye of Aurora began to flicker, and powerful spatial fluctuations spread.

But the next moment, the bodies of the two people disappeared for a moment, and then slowly reappeared.

Zhao Zheng was startled, and he immediately activated the power of space and took a decisive step forward with Xiaoyu.

In just two seconds, Zhao Zheng and Xiaoyu appeared near a not very big gymnasium.

The no-fly zone ahead was looming, blocking Zhao Zheng from approaching directly.

In the gymnasium, the spirit of justice continued to surge, rising into the sky with incredible power.

"Ximu!"

Xiaoyu frowned: "He is helping Dikui, why is this happening?"

"Get your magic ready, Xiaoyu. I'll go in first to prevent them from running away." Zhao Zheng said very quickly, and the rabbit talisman exploded and rushed into the gymnasium in an instant.

Xiaoyu quickly took out a flute from her waist and sprinkled some powder on it. She walked inside while chanting spells rhythmically.

According to her estimation, it would only take one minute for the magic to take effect. At that time, all Ximu needed to do was to let him hear the sound of the flute, and he would be forcibly torn into hell.

"This road is blocked."

Ximu's voice rang out at the gymnasium's door.

Zhao Zheng frowned. Although he couldn't fly or teleport, he now had many means at his disposal.

wow~
The sound of waves hitting the ground was heard, and Zhao Zheng turned directly into a tiny mist, trying to bypass Ximu and enter the gymnasium.

Rumble.
But the next moment, a thick wall suddenly appeared, blocking the front completely without any gaps at all.

Zhao Zheng's body condensed and he turned to look at Ximu. Ximu had no intention of taking action. It was obvious that he was just trying to stop him.

In an instant, Zhao Zheng's body turned into a cold wind.

Continue climbing up along the Ximu wind wall.

The moment he bypassed the wind wall, a scarlet door just closed.

Ximu smiled and waved towards this side, then flapped his wings and soared into the sky at a speed that even the Rabbit Talisman could not match.

Zhao Zheng subconsciously wanted to chase, but with the explosion of the rabbit spell, the cold wind turned into a strong wind blowing upwards.

But the vast space of the restricted air zone flashed slightly, restricting him in mid-air.

Zhao Zheng paused, a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, but Ximu's speed was too fast. After just a pause, he had disappeared from his sight, completely out of sight.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being the fastest demon. Even though it is so broken, it still has this incredible speed and ignores the restricted air zone that even Zhao Zheng has difficulty escaping.

Everyone makes mistakes, especially when facing a cunning enemy.

The no-fly zone also disappeared at this time. At this point, Di Kui did not want to have any conflict with Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng took another step and came to the girl's side. He looked at her chanting the spell seriously and said helplessly, "The magic is not needed for the time being. Ximu and Dikui ran away."

Xiaoyu paused, and the righteous magic on the flute in her hand flashed. The magic that was about to appear disappeared at this moment and turned into an ordinary flute.

"why is it like this"

Xiaoyu was a little disappointed.

They have been waiting for a long time.

Zhao Zheng adjusted his mood, patted her head, and said, "It's okay. Dad and my master should be able to reach the legendary level soon. Nothing will go wrong. Let's go. I'll continue to tell you stories. Do you still want to listen?"

Xiaoyu's disappointment came and went quickly. She put the flute in her hand back into her pocket and nodded: "Of course I want to listen to it. It's so interesting."

Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand and took Xiaoyu's hand, and stepped forward. Suddenly, the space around them flickered again, and this time they came directly to Daolong's castle.

"This is where I live. How about I teach you how to make alchemy potions later?"

Xiaoyu looked around curiously: "Do you usually live in a castle? It's so cool?"

"You can come and live here if you like. I have no objection."

Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, but then dimmed: "Forget it, I don't want to be lectured by Uncle Long."

(End of this chapter)