Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 429 Rescue
"What's still there?"

Love pointed a pistol at Dr. Miller's head and asked loudly.

The doctor's mouth was split open, and it was full of sharp fangs. It was undoubtedly the dominant expression of a ghoul, and even a little out of control!

For a sane ghoul, this is an unlikely scenario.

Unless... His spirit was shocked and affected by some horror.

That is something more terrifying than a ghoul!
Dr. Miller had fallen into a state of delirium and madness, and was very frightened. He curled up into the posture of a baby, and spoke intermittently like a drunk.

From his confusing description, Love managed to sort out what happened.

This ogre doctor is indeed a very cautious person, and even the closest people have not discovered his identity.

Until the most recent day, he got a few broken pages, which are said to be from the "Vodoo Rituals" of the old colonial people. The text on them is very fascinating.

Especially one of the lines 'the life of all things lies in blood, blood is the source of life, blood is the fountain of redemption, and blood is a beauty that pleases great beings! '

Dr. Miller kept repeating it over and over again.

Originally, he mainly relied on drinking blood to survive. After coming into contact with those broken pages, although he carefully did not study or record anything, the influence still produced unknowingly.

Madness and mutation are accumulating little by little, and the desire to overeat can no longer be suppressed.

Finally, the day before, he had attacked his nurse, trembling, letting animality overwhelm humanity.

After opening the floodgates of sanity, something even more terrifying happened.

That hunt seemed to satisfy some ritual, and an invisible existence was summoned.

It is wrapped around Miller, invisible and qualityless, no one can see it, but it has been tempting Miller to fall with ravings wrapped in honey and poisonous snake juice.

Just being entangled overnight, he has already fallen into a state of madness.

If Love had been a little later, maybe he would have seen a completely insane ghoul.

"Damn it... Does it involve another supernatural creature? Or the kind that the intelligence doesn't know at all..."

Love felt his hair stand on end, and in the thick darkness around him, it seemed that there was an indescribable danger hidden.

Hiss!

Hiss!

There seemed to be the hissing sound of snakes coming from his ears, and he was being licked by snake letters one by one.

"Use blood and flesh to please the great existence... He promises you glory!"

An illusory and blurred voice, who did not know what language to use but could clearly understand the meaning, appeared in Love's mind.

But his heart settled down: "This summoning ceremony has not been completely successful, and the summoned family member has not yet fully descended... It is illusory, it needs a body, and it needs to follow the rules... So it is tempting me?"

Love has extraordinary experience handling paranormal cases.

When he felt shaken in his heart, he took out a small pill from his belt without hesitation and stuffed it into his mouth.

pain!
When the bitter taste spread, unspeakable pain immediately swept through his whole body.

But it was in this pain that Love suddenly woke up from the nightmare and regained control of his body.

At this time, he saw that Miller on the opposite side was completely crazy, his fingers turned into sharp claws, completely transformed into a ghoul, and rushed over.

boom!
The ear-piercing gunshots suddenly sounded in the cave...

……

"Well...according to the knowledge I have acquired during this time, it should be completely feasible to train the hounds of the wind to turn them into 'postmen' to deliver some messages or packages..."

Fang Xian and Eric walked side by side, smiling and laughing on the surface, but actually thinking about ways to control the family members.

This is something Hopkins has done long ago, and he can do the same.

At this time, an investigator walked towards him.

It's Clark Carter!

Eric and Fang Xian hurriedly stepped aside and bowed to salute.

Clark Carter nodded in greeting, there seemed to be a haze between his brows, and he walked over.

"Many investigators have come back recently..." Eric said with emotion, "I never thought we would meet Mr. Carter often. He is a living legend! He once solved the dream giant case!"

"Yes!"

Fang Xian echoed a few words, feeling a little uncomfortable.

After getting what he wants, the Unnamed Island has nothing to miss, and instead has the risk of being exposed.

However, forcibly leaving without a reason is asking for trouble.

'I need to go outside... to experiment with some new spells and compose some new poems. '

'But... why? '

Fang Xian pressed his temples, thinking with some distress.

At this time, a newcomer student came over: "Roka...there is your letter in the mail room..."

His expression was solemn and comforting: "Don't worry."

"Ok?"

Fang Xian's inspiration was touched, and he vaguely sensed the arrival of an opportunity.

He thanked the other party, came to the mail room, and picked up the letter.

Because the Unnamed Island is blocked by mysterious forces, it is impossible to pull a telephone line or send and receive telegrams here. Some original letters are the only channel for news.

He skillfully opened the envelope, took out a piece of letter paper, and looked at it at a glance: "Love...is missing?"

Fang Xian was a little surprised.

But it's normal to think about it. Investigators have encountered countless dangerous situations, and missing is already considered a good thing.

After all, there is no immediate death.

Of course, most of the missing investigators did not end well, and only a small number returned safely, solved their troubles, and became legends.

"No, Love, my teacher, my partner..."

Fang Xian's heart was calm, but there was a strong sadness on his face.

"Hey... look at it, young man, this is the normal state of our investigators!"

The old man who was reading the newspaper sighed, as if he had seen this scene a lot.

"No, I'm sure my teacher is fine, I'm going to save him, I'm going to apply to leave the island!"

Fang Xian spoke firmly.

"you……"

The old white man put down the newspaper and was really touched.

The opportunity to study at the headquarters is something that other investigators dream of, but this young man gave up for his partner?

It really deserves to be called a 'good partner'.

"You have to think clearly..." The old man couldn't help persuading him.

"I thought it through very clearly. Love is not only my partner, but also my teacher and my benefactor. I must go back immediately and rescue him!"

Fang Xian was very firm.

joke!

It is rare to have such a beautiful excuse, and it would be a waste not to use it.

Among this group of students, there were a few who dropped out of the training halfway due to various reasons, and he was among them, so he wasn't too conspicuous.

As for Love?

He really intends to rescue him, if the other party is still alive.

(End of this chapter)