Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy

Chapter 249 The old man in the golden light

Seeing Rum being pulled in by the crazy crowd, Charlemagne took Debbie away quickly without any hesitation.

They are now trying to find a way to leave here, so as to tell others about the mutation here.

Ms. Lilith, Ms. Minissa, or Mr. Kos, any of these will do.

As long as they know what's going on here, they can stop the madness here.

"Rum! Rum!" Debbie, who was held under Charlemagne's armpit, had tears in her eyes.

During the years of losing his parents, only Rum and himself depended on each other. Rum is not only a friend, but also a relative.

Charlemagne whispered: "Control your emotions, as long as we get out of here as soon as possible, Rum may be saved."

After hearing this, Debbie touched her tears, and then she nimbly turned over and jumped down to follow Charlemagne.

At the same time, Debbie's eyes could be seen rapidly turning a weird purple.

Soon, her brown pupils turned into a very bright purple, and then a "rice"-shaped pattern gradually emerged in it.

With the rapid change of eyes, Debbie felt that her perception and control of that kind of spiritual power began to become stronger rapidly.

Soon, she was like a highly myopic person who put on suitable glasses and saw the world clearly.

At this time, everything in her field of vision lost its original color, and only became black, white and gray.

But in addition to these three very depressing and cold colors, there is also a very obvious ice blue, bright red, and dark brown.

Seeing the colors, Debbie understood almost instantly what the colors represented.

Ice blue represents a normal spirit, bright red represents a frenzied spirit, and dark brown represents a chaotic spirit that has gone completely mad.

At this time, in addition to these three colors, the whole air was also covered with a layer of yellow dust like sand from the wind, and this dust permeated the entire hospital.

Although it looked like sand and dust at first glance, when Debbie looked carefully, she found that this kind of thing was more like a living creature with life.

"Get out of the way!" Debbie yelled now.

Charlemagne reacted instantly, and suddenly rolled over while holding Debbie.

In the next second, a large number of scary arms stretched out from behind the door.

The arms of these people have begun to undergo some mutations, with a large number of moist, pitch-black blood vessels appearing on them.

These blood vessels are gathering together, turning the arms of this group of humans into very slippery tentacles.

Charlemagne saw those tentacles, and some cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "The situation is not right, I have an instinct, those tentacles are definitely not something that belongs to this world."

Debbie, who had calmed down at this moment, said calmly, "Not just the tentacles, but the whole hospital. They don't belong to this world."

Charlemagne turned to look at Debbie at this time, and then saw the change in her eyes, and asked, "You seem to be able to see more things?"

Debbie said, "Follow me! The road ahead has been covered in dark brown."

She could see those things through the walls.

Looking back at this moment, the room where Rum was just taken away was filled with bright red, indicating that those people were just frantic and not out of control.

The room where the two people were attacked just now was already filled with dark brown, indicating that these people have completely lost control and gradually turned into monsters.

At this time, in the corridor ahead, the dark brown color was like swampy soil stuffed in the corridor, so there was no way out for the past.

Charlemagne heard this without any hesitation, and unconditionally believed Debbie at this time.

"Here! Life is on the fourth floor!" Debbie said loudly, and then quickly led Charlemagne up the stairs.

After the two quickly reached the fourth floor, they found a large number of doctors and patients wandering in the corridor.

At this time, under Debbie's gaze, the color of this group of guys is gradually evolving from bright red to dark brown.

After seeing two people, the group of crazy patients flanked each other and rushed towards this side.

"Where is the vitality!?" Charlemagne's face became tense when he saw this.

Debbie's forehead was also covered with sweat at this time: "This way!"

The two quickly ran along the corridor on the left, and in less than five seconds, the two were about to collide with the crazy people in front of them.

At this critical moment, an extremely strong light suddenly burst out from the door beside the room.

This light with a faint golden light formed circles of halos, pushing the crazy people on both sides back quickly, unable to approach here.

Facing such light, Charlemagne froze in place for a moment, as if he had discovered something extraordinary and was extremely shocked.

At this time, the door opened, and an old man in white clothes said weakly, "Come in."

The two woke up like a dream, and then quickly followed the old man in.

After walking in, Charlemagne found that there were about ten other people here. Although these people's faces were not very good at this time, they at least remained sane.

People here include doctors, nurses, patients, and cleaning aunts, all kinds of people.

After Debbie glanced around, she found that the outer circle of the mental state of the people here was blue, but there were already many signs of red inside.

And in their bodies, there are a lot of yellow substances slowly wriggling.

But what is more strange is that those yellow substances seem to be suppressed by some force, unable to further affect the spirit of these humans.

At this time, Debbie set her sights on the old man in a white coat among these people.

The old man's beard and hair are already white, his body is a little thin, and his body is also a little rickety.

However, it can still be seen from the wide frame that the old man was a tall person when he was young.

The old man's skin was already wrinkled and lost all its tenderness and moisture. His eyes were covered with wrinkles, and it was difficult to even see his pupils.

The old man looked to be at least 90 years old, holding a pitch-black cane in his hand. He was so old that he seemed to be struggling to walk even two steps.

But it was such an old man who appeared extra clean and transparent in Debbie's eyes.

The old man's whole body was covered by that soft golden light, which was somewhat similar to that of the young Charlemagne, but it was many times stronger than Charlemagne.

And this kind of light has no sharpness at all, giving people a kind of quiet water flowing through pebbles, which is soft and silent.

Debbie was sure that it was this special light that suppressed the madness of these people and kept those yellow things from approaching here.

Compared with Debbie's prism and reason, Charlemagne's face was very excited at this time. At this moment, his lips were trembling constantly, and his tone was full of inconceivable words: "Holy... knight!"

(End of this chapter)