Becoming an ancient god from blood therapy
Chapter 269 Divine Blood
Chapter 269 Divine Blood
Arkham Central Hospital.
After the skull on the altar was taken away, the special parasites floating throughout the hospital died quickly like humans deprived of oxygen.
At the same time, the terrifying sandstorm outside the hospital gradually calmed down.
The dark sky outside, shrouded in sandstorms, quickly regained brightness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the corridor on the fifth floor, broken glass and bricks of the wall were scattered in the corridor, and the huge monster had disappeared for some reason.
His whole body was covered in blood, and Director Whitaker, who was lying on the ground, was coughing up blood and foam from his mouth, and he seemed to be dying.
"After I die... there is no need to bury my ashes in the ground or erect a monument, just scatter my ashes into the sky." Whitaker said with difficulty.
Doctor Morsi beside him said, "Don't say such stupid things."
As he spoke, he took out a needle tube the size of a thumb from his pocket.
This needle tube comes with a needle, and the needle tube is made of special metal, which looks very strong.
Most of the silver-gray needle tubes are silver-gray, with only a vertical transparent structure with precise scales on it.
Through the transparent structure, it can be seen that the liquid inside is a mixture of milky white and blood red.
Whitaker said weakly: "I know my body. That guy's tentacles have crushed my stomach, liver and all my intestines."
As he said that, Whittaker pinched the corner of Dr. Morsi's clothes with bloody hands and said, "Morsi, we have some friendship, and I hope to fulfill my last wish."
Dr. Morsi picked up the needle, stretched out his hand and touched Whittaker's left chest. After confirming the location of his heart, he directly inserted the needle into it and injected all the liquid inside.
"You're not dead yet, so don't be so anxious to say your last wish."
"It's a waste of effort, I..." Whitaker said halfway, and suddenly his mouth froze.
Immediately, he could see the muscles all over his body began to squirm rapidly.
At this moment, Whitaker could only feel an extremely powerful warm current erupting in his heart, and then quickly swept through his whole body along the blood.
After that, he felt that his meager consciousness became clearer and clearer, and at the same time, there was a severe itching all over his body.
This itching is very familiar to him, because it is the process that occurs when the wound heals.
He wanted to raise his head to look at his chest with all his strength, but suddenly found that his body was much stronger than he thought at this time.
He raised his head easily, and found that the wound on his skin and the big hole in his body were healing rapidly.
"This... what did you inject me with!?" Whitaker asked in shock.
Morsi smiled mysteriously: "Holy blood, as long as you have one breath, you can't die."
While speaking, Morsi looked at Whittaker and said, "It's a pity that the opponent's attack method has a very special power. This blood can only heal the wounds on your body, but it cannot regenerate your organs."
At this time, Whitaker's missing left eye, right arm, and internal organs of the body cannot be repaired.
This is simply impossible for normal people to survive, but Whitaker is after all a high-level transcendent with strength close to level 50, so he can still live normally at this time, but his overall strength will drop by [-]%.
At this time, Whitaker felt that he had returned to his normal body. He stood up and touched his abdomen with his remaining left hand. Although the inside was empty, the skin had completely healed.
"How do you have such a thing?" Whitaker was shocked at this time.
Morsi said proudly: "This is the blood therapy invented by the young master."
As he spoke, it was time for the muscle-strengthening agent on Morsi's body, transforming from a muscular giant back to normal as Whittort watched.
"This is also... the power of blood therapy?"
Morsi nodded: "Of course."
At this time, the door on the side opened suddenly, and Hardy ran out in a hurry with Charlemagne.
"Is there any more holy blood?" Charlemagne asked hastily.
Morsi handed over the second iron injection and asked, "Who uses it?"
Charlemagne quickly said: "Eve, the director of the Grand Theater, Mr. Kos has already wiped out the desert emperor, but in order to save those who are possessed by the undead, Eve is going to be the container of the script of the king in yellow, and the entire desert will be destroyed." Wang Ting's strength remains, but now her physical fitness can't keep up."
Hearing this, Morsi knew that this was something beneficial to his young master, so he directly handed over the injection and said, "This one injection is probably not enough, Wayne, take Charlemagne back and get him three more."
"Okay!" Wayne, who had turned back to a normal person, took Hardy and Charlemagne to leave.
Whitaker, who heard the ins and outs clearly, said: "The imperial concubine."
"What?" Everyone was stunned.
Whitaker said: "The desert emperor's weakness is his concubine, and there is no concubine among all the actors in the Grand Theater this time?"
Charlemagne thought for a moment and nodded: "Not really."
"Tell Eve to let her find the imperial concubine and become the imperial concubine. Only in this way can he appease the desert emperor. Otherwise, even if she becomes the mother, she will be blown up by the desert emperor's power."
"After all, the power of a demigod is not something an ordinary person can bear."
Charlemagne nodded immediately and said, "Thank you for your advice!"
After speaking, leave quickly.
Morsi looked at Whittaker: "I can't tell, you know that group of guys pretty well."
Whitaker: "The Desert Emperor is considered the top existence among all the believers of the King in Yellow. His stories and deeds are widely circulated in our circle. He believed in the Lord in Yellow in order to save his concubine. , also because his concubine has changed from a tyrant to a generation of virtuous kings."
"In the end, it was also because of his imperial concubine's powerful thoughts that he took the last step after death and achieved the demigod form."
Morsi didn't get too entangled in this issue. At this moment, he turned his head and looked around: "What are the parasites in the air?"
"These bugs are called deep valley brain-eating worms. They come from mysterious places that do not belong to this world. They usually appear together with the wind and sand of the king in yellow. They will parasitize in the human body and allow the human spirit to connect with the king in yellow. .”
"What about the consequences?"
"The direct consequence is that these people will go crazy after seeing the indescribably great existence, and then their self-existence will be gradually assimilated during the madness, and finally become the servants of the king in yellow."
After a pause, Whitaker stood up and added: "This form is irreversible. Once it becomes, it will never come back."
Morsi said seriously, "We need your help now, Whittaker."
"If I can help anything, I will definitely help." Hui Kete, who is grateful to Morsi, replied seriously.
(End of this chapter)
Arkham Central Hospital.
After the skull on the altar was taken away, the special parasites floating throughout the hospital died quickly like humans deprived of oxygen.
At the same time, the terrifying sandstorm outside the hospital gradually calmed down.
The dark sky outside, shrouded in sandstorms, quickly regained brightness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the corridor on the fifth floor, broken glass and bricks of the wall were scattered in the corridor, and the huge monster had disappeared for some reason.
His whole body was covered in blood, and Director Whitaker, who was lying on the ground, was coughing up blood and foam from his mouth, and he seemed to be dying.
"After I die... there is no need to bury my ashes in the ground or erect a monument, just scatter my ashes into the sky." Whitaker said with difficulty.
Doctor Morsi beside him said, "Don't say such stupid things."
As he spoke, he took out a needle tube the size of a thumb from his pocket.
This needle tube comes with a needle, and the needle tube is made of special metal, which looks very strong.
Most of the silver-gray needle tubes are silver-gray, with only a vertical transparent structure with precise scales on it.
Through the transparent structure, it can be seen that the liquid inside is a mixture of milky white and blood red.
Whitaker said weakly: "I know my body. That guy's tentacles have crushed my stomach, liver and all my intestines."
As he said that, Whittaker pinched the corner of Dr. Morsi's clothes with bloody hands and said, "Morsi, we have some friendship, and I hope to fulfill my last wish."
Dr. Morsi picked up the needle, stretched out his hand and touched Whittaker's left chest. After confirming the location of his heart, he directly inserted the needle into it and injected all the liquid inside.
"You're not dead yet, so don't be so anxious to say your last wish."
"It's a waste of effort, I..." Whitaker said halfway, and suddenly his mouth froze.
Immediately, he could see the muscles all over his body began to squirm rapidly.
At this moment, Whitaker could only feel an extremely powerful warm current erupting in his heart, and then quickly swept through his whole body along the blood.
After that, he felt that his meager consciousness became clearer and clearer, and at the same time, there was a severe itching all over his body.
This itching is very familiar to him, because it is the process that occurs when the wound heals.
He wanted to raise his head to look at his chest with all his strength, but suddenly found that his body was much stronger than he thought at this time.
He raised his head easily, and found that the wound on his skin and the big hole in his body were healing rapidly.
"This... what did you inject me with!?" Whitaker asked in shock.
Morsi smiled mysteriously: "Holy blood, as long as you have one breath, you can't die."
While speaking, Morsi looked at Whittaker and said, "It's a pity that the opponent's attack method has a very special power. This blood can only heal the wounds on your body, but it cannot regenerate your organs."
At this time, Whitaker's missing left eye, right arm, and internal organs of the body cannot be repaired.
This is simply impossible for normal people to survive, but Whitaker is after all a high-level transcendent with strength close to level 50, so he can still live normally at this time, but his overall strength will drop by [-]%.
At this time, Whitaker felt that he had returned to his normal body. He stood up and touched his abdomen with his remaining left hand. Although the inside was empty, the skin had completely healed.
"How do you have such a thing?" Whitaker was shocked at this time.
Morsi said proudly: "This is the blood therapy invented by the young master."
As he spoke, it was time for the muscle-strengthening agent on Morsi's body, transforming from a muscular giant back to normal as Whittort watched.
"This is also... the power of blood therapy?"
Morsi nodded: "Of course."
At this time, the door on the side opened suddenly, and Hardy ran out in a hurry with Charlemagne.
"Is there any more holy blood?" Charlemagne asked hastily.
Morsi handed over the second iron injection and asked, "Who uses it?"
Charlemagne quickly said: "Eve, the director of the Grand Theater, Mr. Kos has already wiped out the desert emperor, but in order to save those who are possessed by the undead, Eve is going to be the container of the script of the king in yellow, and the entire desert will be destroyed." Wang Ting's strength remains, but now her physical fitness can't keep up."
Hearing this, Morsi knew that this was something beneficial to his young master, so he directly handed over the injection and said, "This one injection is probably not enough, Wayne, take Charlemagne back and get him three more."
"Okay!" Wayne, who had turned back to a normal person, took Hardy and Charlemagne to leave.
Whitaker, who heard the ins and outs clearly, said: "The imperial concubine."
"What?" Everyone was stunned.
Whitaker said: "The desert emperor's weakness is his concubine, and there is no concubine among all the actors in the Grand Theater this time?"
Charlemagne thought for a moment and nodded: "Not really."
"Tell Eve to let her find the imperial concubine and become the imperial concubine. Only in this way can he appease the desert emperor. Otherwise, even if she becomes the mother, she will be blown up by the desert emperor's power."
"After all, the power of a demigod is not something an ordinary person can bear."
Charlemagne nodded immediately and said, "Thank you for your advice!"
After speaking, leave quickly.
Morsi looked at Whittaker: "I can't tell, you know that group of guys pretty well."
Whitaker: "The Desert Emperor is considered the top existence among all the believers of the King in Yellow. His stories and deeds are widely circulated in our circle. He believed in the Lord in Yellow in order to save his concubine. , also because his concubine has changed from a tyrant to a generation of virtuous kings."
"In the end, it was also because of his imperial concubine's powerful thoughts that he took the last step after death and achieved the demigod form."
Morsi didn't get too entangled in this issue. At this moment, he turned his head and looked around: "What are the parasites in the air?"
"These bugs are called deep valley brain-eating worms. They come from mysterious places that do not belong to this world. They usually appear together with the wind and sand of the king in yellow. They will parasitize in the human body and allow the human spirit to connect with the king in yellow. .”
"What about the consequences?"
"The direct consequence is that these people will go crazy after seeing the indescribably great existence, and then their self-existence will be gradually assimilated during the madness, and finally become the servants of the king in yellow."
After a pause, Whitaker stood up and added: "This form is irreversible. Once it becomes, it will never come back."
Morsi said seriously, "We need your help now, Whittaker."
"If I can help anything, I will definitely help." Hui Kete, who is grateful to Morsi, replied seriously.
(End of this chapter)
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