Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 17 Lilith

Arkham case number 0101.

Management level: ten (top level)

You need to be isolated and not be in contact with anyone.

Name: Lilith Carell.

Gender: Female.

Age: 45 years old.

Patient description: The patient's body is no different from that of ordinary people. The patient's legs are atrophied and necrotic, and he cannot move freely.

The patient's mental state is unknown, but it can be judged that he does not have any human values ​​and moral values, and he is a monster with a human body.

Special ability: The patient's language has a strong agitation ability, which can make people fall into frenzy and paranoia uncontrollably.

Conversation Notes: Don't have any conversations with her! ! !

Treatment Notes: No cure possible.

Core event:

On a certain day in 1914, a large-scale brawl occurred among 50 people in the North District of Arkham, 42 of them died, and [-] went crazy. According to the investigation, these people all claimed to be the most beloved children of Lilith Carrier.

On a certain day in 1916, a gathering of cults occurred in the East District. Members involved four major gangs and many organizations. They killed each other for unknown reasons, and 120 three people died.

One day in 1917, the leader of the Finn gang, Von Loen, disappeared and was found three days later from a large nursery car.

One day in 1918, the senior leader of the Hand of Chaos, Jamin Locke, suddenly fell into madness, shouting for the great mother, after killing twelve followers of the Hand of Chaos, he was killed.

One day in 1919, Lilith Carrell was arrested. Three days later, all those involved in her arrest went into a frenzy, and then committed suicide in shame.

On January 1920, 1, after numerous incidents and changes of hands, Lilith Carell was placed in Ward 5 of the Arkham Sanatorium, which had never been opened.

Squeak!

I don't know how many years the heavy hydraulic door was pulled open by Ross, but what he saw after opening the door was not a room, but a layer of heavy iron door.

"So direct? When did such a brave child appear in Arkham?" The voice continued.

This voice does have a special power, and according to Ross's analysis, it can indeed easily interfere with the thoughts of normal people.

But unfortunately, he is not a normal person.

"Children? Because I can't bear children in this life, I see a person as my own child?" Ross said casually, opening the door on the inside.

The voice was silent: "Who are you?"

She was the only one who knew about this matter from the beginning to the end, and it was a dusty old event more than 30 years ago. Those who knew about this matter had died more than 30 years ago, she can be sure.

Because those people cut off each other's heads in front of her.

squeak...

The harsh sound of the rusty folding page turning is very unpleasant, and Ross pushed open the door of the second floor and walked in directly.

Here is a very spacious space, bright lights illuminate the whole room.

The whole space is very clean and tidy. The huge space does not have the concept of a room. It is supported by six pillars in the middle, and there is a sunken bathtub on the innermost side.

On the far left is a kitchen with a dining table in the middle, but no chairs.

On the other side, there is a bed, a dressing table, and there are a lot of bookshelves near the wall, and there are various books on the bookshelves.

Looking around, Ross saw a woman with long hair sitting in an old wheelchair. At this moment, she faced the bookshelf and turned her back to Ross, as if looking down at a book.

"My name is Los Arkham." Los said with a smile.

The long-haired woman didn't turn her head, and still made that very special and powerful voice: "I know you, son of George Arkham."

"Your father should be dead, right?"

Ross nodded: "Died a week ago."

The woman said plainly: "This is a good ending for him. His heart is full of darkness and distortion. Even if there is any chance, he will never return on the path of inhumanity."

"You know my father very well."

"I know each of you."

The woman said, put down the book, put her hands on the wheel, and turned to look at Ross.

This is a woman who looks to be in her early 30s, her skin is smooth and elastic, she has a full forehead, and her black hair is scattered randomly behind her.

She has a standard melon-seed face and big, striking blood-red eyes.

Those big eyes are very special, the red is crystal clear, and you can even see the crystal-like prism on it, like a pair of perfect gems, embedded in her eyeballs.

With a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her tall nose, and a gray-white robe on her body, at first glance, she looks like a mature, dignified, beautiful and elegant female professor.

It's just that she didn't bask in the sun for a long time, which made her skin pale and scary, and she could even clearly see the blue blood vessels under her skin.

Although her upper body is still normal, her legs have shrunk severely. It seems that these legs have not grown again since she was 12 years old, and they are incompatible with her beautiful appearance.

"It's really unforgiving! Lilith, you're getting old too." In the face of such a beautiful and well-maintained woman, Ross said so.

Lilith was a little surprised after hearing this. She reached out and touched her face and said, "My appearance should be the same as it was ten years ago."

"But, you've got reading glasses on." Rose pointed to the glasses on her nose.

Lilith was stunned for a moment, then took off the glasses, and said in a slightly self-deprecating tone, "I once fantasized about having a long life, but unfortunately, it's only been ten years."

At this time, Loss walked towards her generously, came to her without any hesitation, knelt down and looked at her with a smile and said, "You are much more beautiful than I imagined, I am mature and dignified, beautiful and elegant to you. My mature big sister has no resistance whatsoever."

Lilith smiled softly after hearing this: "Child, you are still young, don't think about these unhealthy things."

"I'm not too young, if you don't believe me, take a look?" Ross asked rhetorically.

Lilith's very eye-catching blood-red eyes gradually revealed a smile: "You don't seem to be afraid of me at all."

"I won't be here if I'm afraid of you," Ross said, putting his hands on her thin, shriveled legs.

Those calves are not as thick as Ross's wrists, they are full of folds, and they don't feel like human legs, but the legs of a mummy.

"How does it feel?" Lilith asked with a smile.

Ross tutted: "It's not good, it's like touching a mummy. I prefer the kind of smooth, slender, elastic legs."

Lilith leaned forward slightly, looked down at her legs and said, "These legs used to be my proud advantage. I like to run with them and jump with them."

"Then when I was 13, I was attacked by classmates who were jealous of me and it was completely smashed."

"I know, but it's nothing compared to having your uterus removed, right?"

Ross narrowed his eyes and looked at her like a demon.

"Especially when they were removed by their own parents."

(End of this chapter)