The Beauty of Light on Earth

"Don't stand at the door and come in and do it. Please ()" Lucian pointed to the chair in front of the table.

"Are you really Dr. Ahil?"

"Oh, I am indeed Dr. Ashir." It was rare to see a compatriot, Lucien greeted him in Chinese and said, "Come in, haha~ You are not the first person to doubt."

Lucian was indeed speechless about this. This was not the first time someone had wondered about his name, because he traveled to Azeroth, where only pandas had Chinese names. He had black hair and black eyes, so he was also a human. The name also followed him throughout his life in Azeroth.

Seeing the Chinese man sitting solemnly at the table, Lucian smiled and showed the magazine in his hand to the man in front of him with a smile: "Have you read the latest origin story of Captain America? How do you put it? Captain actually He didn’t die but was secretly imprisoned and brainwashed by Hydra. He came back many years later and became the new leader of Hydra!”

"The concept is really good. I specially bought a collector's edition to keep. If I have the chance to meet Captain America, I must show it to him and let him evaluate it!"

Unable to help but tell another cold joke that only he understood, Lucian rubbed the back of his head, "Can I help you, sir?"

"My name is Liang Jie. I own a restaurant in Brooklyn. My wife has a strange disease that has not been cured. The condition has been getting worse over the past few months, and my wife refuses to go to the hospital." A man named Liang Jie The man's voice was hoarse and his words were low, "A friend told me that a very powerful doctor came to Hell's Kitchen. I begged the doctor to check on my wife's illness and see if he could cure her."

After listening to Liang Jie's narration, Lucien frowned, looked up at his clinic, and said, "You have also seen that I am a Mongolian doctor. I treat trauma and sell aphrodisiacs. I can't do anything about difficult and complicated diseases."

"But...but I heard Aqiang say that doctor, you saved A Bing, who was destined to die. Aqiang is my friend. He said that it turned out that a brother suffered the same injuries as A Bing and ended up dying in the hospital, but A Bing was there. Doctor, you are alive here!" Liang Jie eagerly recounted the reasons why he came to the hospital.

"So that's what happened." After listening to Liang Jie's account, Lucian thought of the fight between the Triads and the Mexican gang in Hell's Kitchen two weeks ago. Afterwards, the injured boy from the Triads, a boy with a childish face, was carried to the hospital. The man was already on his deathbed. At that moment, Lucien felt compassion and directly cast a recovery spell to revive the young man. This was the thought...

Suddenly Lucian reached out and held Liang Jie's right hand, and asked in a serious tone: "Have you been exposed to anything recently?"

Liang Jie was a little overwhelmed by Lucien's unexpected blow, and replied hesitantly: "I haven't done anything but been taking care of my wife at home." After speaking, his tone was full of despair.

Lucien closed his eyes and felt the energy in Liang Jie's hand. If he hadn't been so close, he wouldn't have been able to feel it. There was actually a subtle fluctuation of magical energy in Liang Jie's hand. It was obviously caused by external contamination, but how could he feel like this? familiar.

Lucien released his hand and opened his eyes, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Without further ado, let's set off now."

Liang Jiema, who was a little confused by Lucien's 180° attitude, said, "I drove the doctor here."

Lucien nodded and signaled to leave now. Liang Jie stood up gratefully and went to start the vehicle. He kept mumbling thank you before leaving.

"It's the shadow." Lucian actually discovered the power of the shadow in an obviously ordinary person. It was so pure. You must know that the shadow is different from the holy light that can be directly absorbed by the human body. It must be diluted, and the shadow is very powerful. There is a background, this is not something that can be imagined by the arcane magic that is spreading wildly on the earth. In front of Lucian, who is a high-level priest, such pure power will never appear in an ordinary industrial citizen. If he does not lie, Maybe it appeared in his wife's body and was exposed to shadow matter?Or a black witchcraft curse?How could those Satanists who couldn't even find a door release such pure shadow?Lucian picked up his coat and closed the door.

The car was running on the road, and as it got closer to the end, the atmosphere in the car became more and more solemn. Lucien briefly asked about Liang Jie's wife's symptoms on the road. After hearing Liang Jie's description, Lucien suddenly thought of a possibility, and his heart gradually became uneasy.

Not long after, rows of single-family houses appeared neatly in front of us. The vehicle had just arrived at Liang Jie's home in Brooklyn. Before the engine was turned off, Lucian was pulled into the house by Liang Jie.

"I'm sorry that I didn't take care of my wife after her condition worsened." Looking at the mess in the house, Liang Jie explained apologetically, "My wife should be in the bathroom at this time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked up the stairs and followed Liang Jie's footsteps. The air was filled with a sea smell like dead fish. Smelling this unfamiliar smell, Lucien's mood reached the bottom.

"Creak!" The bathroom door opened, and Lucian walked straight in.

He has a gloomy and expressionless face, odd-looking, deeply sunken wrinkles on both sides of his neck, a narrow head, a pair of bulging, gray-white, dim blue eyes that never seem to blink, a flat nose, a flat forehead and chin. They are all shrunk back, a pair of ears have degenerated, the face has a greasy feel around the thick long lips and the large pores, light gray cheeks, only some sparse yellow hair is scattered and curled irregularly; The face seemed oddly irregular in places, as if the surface of the skin had peeled off due to some skin disease.The hands were large, heavily veined, and a very unusual bluish-gray color.The fingers are a bit conspicuously short compared to the rest of the palm, and they always seem to curl towards the huge palm. The bath water that is soaked in muddy yellow and algae green, and the strong smell of the sea like dead fish, are there. For a moment, Lucian recalled the distant afternoon many years ago when he and his companions met the bronze dragon Chromie in the Caverns of Time after helping the tribal chief Thrall escape from Durnholde Castle.

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"Hi! Is Loli Dragon Tomb Head Hub fun?"

"Ah, it's you, Lucian. I'm going to inspect the terrain. This is my job, so don't talk nonsense." As he spoke, he conjured up a big hourglass and jumped to it, "Ha~ look at my sand blasting ability this time. It can’t fly to you, so be careful!”

"Don't be like this Chromie, my knee just blocked Thrall's arrow in Durnholde. Do you have time? I want to ask you some questions."

"Of course, I have plenty of time, but let me first state that I am not allowed to ask about the graveyard hub...ah~ not the space-time hub." Chromie glared at Lucien and said angrily, "You know, Oh~ I can’t ask about the future, ah~ it seems like I remember you know something.”

Lucien reached out and picked up the two big balls of Cromid, "How was this shape determined? What brand of super glue was used?"

"Oh~"

Lucian suddenly squatted down and covered his knees with a painful expression on his face. He was directly hit by Chromie's staff and made a begging expression. Lucian said with a twisted face: "I just left Dunhuo with the guys. Erd, I successfully sent Thrall away, and I suddenly feel better. I want to say that if we fail, Thrall is killed by the Eternal Dragon, and we come back alive, will the reality change?"

Chromie punched his staff in the sand, leaned his back and tilted his head, looking thoughtful, and said for a while, "I don't know, because I haven't met you in other timelines."

"Huh? Without me"

"That's right. The adventurers I entrusted to Andorhal in other timelines are different. They include humans, orcs, warriors, mages, etc. Of course, they are not like Lucian. You are interesting, you actually know that I often go to the time and space hub to play, ah no~ Are you going to explore the terrain, right? They don’t know about the Nexus of Time and Space. Sometimes I really want to pry your head open to see if there is Sand of Time inside."

"It really surprises me that I'm unique haha, it feels really good."

"You're overthinking, Lucian. Let's make a diagram. Suppose the timeline is an infinite spider. Each thread is unique, but the spiders weaving are all the same. They are all spiders, but the shapes of the spiders are different. Yes, the sizes of spider silk are also different. Your spider silk may be thicker; you can weave to the left and right at the same time. You are not unique, your time is unique."

"Lucian, trust me, don't get too hung up on the timeline. Do you know that even when we bronze dragons are exploring the end of time... ah." Chromie suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, using his cute pair of His big eyes stared at Lucian with a smirk on his face. Because those eyes were too clean and bright, Chromie's expression was really not intimidating, "Ahhh! Bastard Lucian! You're going to be late! You're going to be late!"

Just when Lucian was about to open his mouth to comfort the cute Lolita dragon, he heard Chromie shouting: "Invincible Hearthstone!"

There was a flash of golden light, and Chromie was nowhere to be seen in the Cave of Time.

Lucian could only say to himself: "Don't be nervous, I experienced the end of time in the game."

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Seeing Liang Jie squatting beside the bathtub and calling softly, Lucian subconsciously read out

"ph'ngfh cthulhu r'lyeh wggn."

(PS: To pay tribute to the master of love craftsmanship, the Cthulhu system will adopt the binary theory in this book. Big guys, please lighten up and thank you.)

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