Purcell: Lord of the Void

Galen Galaxy—Shawu City. This is the heart of the entire galaxy, and it may also be the most advanced place among the four major galaxies. When you are in this city, you even have the illusion that you have arrived in a cyberpunk world.

Logically speaking, a city with such perfect urban construction should become a city that never sleeps. But in fact, it can be said that the city was completely silent at this time, and residents turned off the lights early and fell asleep. The reason is also very simple. Ever since Galen surrendered to the Long Night Galaxy, radicals in the galaxy have carried out terrorist attacks every now and then.

Although the actual harm caused by these actions was not great, the psychological pressure caused by them was different. Over and over again, Sartre, after building the quicksand barrier, simply announced that the entire Shawu City would implement a curfew. Unless there are special people or special things.

Under these completely quiet conditions, Yulimit's touch of pink was quite eye-catching, but at this time Yulimit looked very anxious, without any trace of the elegance and calmness of a noble lady. Originally, Yulimit was not in a hurry, but halfway through, news came that his father, Sartre, had fallen into a coma at work. Yulimit immediately panicked.

Sudden coma may not be a big deal among ordinary people, but for top powerhouses like Sartre, this is not the case, because the higher the level of elves, the stronger their body's self-healing ability. For ordinary people, this is not the case. What was a fatal injury to the elves might have healed within a second of that night.

But the problem is that Sartre, who was in such a strong body, suddenly fell into a coma at work. From this, we can see how far his condition has reached? When Yulimit heard the news, he was like an ant on a hot pot.

"Father, hold on, you must hold on." Yulimit muttered anxiously, and rushed straight into Jiechen Palace like a stream of light. At this time, the palace was already brightly lit, and Brarick, Jetlow, and Powers, three of Sartre's most capable men, were actually gathered together at this moment!

You know, these three were assigned different tasks by Sartre and belonged to different regions. We may not be able to get together for a year or even a few years. Behind them are doctors coming in and out. They booed when Yulimet broke in.

"Calm down, miss, the doctor is conducting emergency treatment and examination on Lord Sartre." Jetlow said softly, and Yulimit could only suppress the anxiety in his heart and remained quiet. Then, Powers shared what happened today with Yulimit in a spiritual way.

Sartre's fainting in the video was quite sudden. He was obviously still processing documents one second, and then collapsed straight down the next second. Fortunately, Brerick was reporting on work at the time, and emergency treatment was carried out immediately. Otherwise, We still don’t know how the situation will develop. Bowers and Jetlow also rushed back as soon as they got the news. And informed Yulimit who was in the Long Night Star River.

After Yulimit waited for the longest five minutes he had ever waited, the doctor came out. Yulimit quickly asked: "Doctor, doctor, how is my father?"

The doctor, facing Yulimit, was really at a loss. He could only shake his head helplessly: "Miss, we have tried our best, but Lord Sartre's illness is really strange. All the organs in his body, Various indicators have declined to a surprising level. But we can't find any symptoms on him. If this situation continues, ugh."

"Think of a way, please. I have already lost my mother, and I don't want to lose my father again. I kneel down for you." Yulimit no longer had the calmness of the past, and begged in a low voice. At this moment, She was no longer the noble, daughter of the Guardians of the Galaxy. Just an ordinary little girl who is extremely humble.

"Master Yulimit, what are you doing? Get up, get up, old man, I can't bear it. We have looked through all the medical books and tried all kinds of methods. But we still can't find Sa. This is not like a disease at all, but a curse. It's like a judgment from God." The doctor was also helpless. If Sartre really went to hell, he would also go to hell. It would even involve his own family. In this case, how could he not be careful? But he couldn't find it, just couldn't find it.

Fortunately, Sartre's education over the years played its role. After a brief moment of losing control of his emotions, Yulimit quickly recovered and took out a few pills Bai Ye gave him.

"Do you think this is useful?" Yulimit asked with a trembling voice. She already understood that her father could not last much longer. Next time, and the next time, maybe we will be separated forever.

When people are drowning, they will desperately grab the last straw, and Yulimit is no exception at this time. She can no longer care about much now, and she is treating a dead horse as a live doctor.

But the doctor wouldn't. After all, if Sartre died after being in a coma several times, he would have done his best, and his life safety would not be affected too much. If Sartre took medicine of unknown origin and burped on the spot, he would definitely be the first to die. So he looked at the pill with doubtful eyes.

"An element I have never seen before, miss. Where did you get it?"

"Don't worry about this, can you use it?!"

"Well, to be honest, in your current situation, there is nothing you can't use."

"If you can use it, use it as soon as possible. The result has nothing to do with you. I promise!" Yulimite shouted.

After receiving the guarantee, the doctors naturally had no worries. However, since they were already unconscious after the game, they decided to grind one of the pills into powder and mix it with water. Use a syringe to inject into Sartre's blood vessel.

Full of void energy, as soon as the liquid entered Sartre's blood vessels, it reacted with the power of chaos that eroded his body, and these reactions were intuitively reflected in the instruments that monitored Sartre's body data. The effect can be said to be immediate, and several Taishan Beidou-level medical masters were stunned for a moment.

Although Yulimit didn't know much about medicine, he roughly guessed it when he saw the deep V on the line chart. The anxiety in his eyes gradually dissipated and was replaced by joy. As for several doctors, they hugged each other directly, knowing that they were witnessing a historic moment.

Finally, the data change stopped Sartre's state, and he escaped from the extremely dangerous state. He coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood, filled with the power of chaos. His eyes actually opened.

"Father!" Yulimet shouted excitedly and rushed towards him, hugging his neck tightly in the other's arms. At this moment, the gears of fate began to turn, and a little light seemed to shine through the unbreakable cage of fate.

"I... am still alive." Sartre touched his face in disbelief, but his daughter beside him and his subordinate standing beside the bed seemed to be telling him this fact all his life happily: "Yes, He is still alive, and Satyr, the Lord of Kuangsand, still remains in the world."