What's wrong with the doctor is so annoying

From just now, Camus has always felt that someone is following behind him.As a golden saint whose sensory ability far exceeds that of ordinary people, no matter how much a living person hides, it is theoretically impossible to hide it from his eyes.But the strange thing is that this stalker doesn't have any breath of life on him, just like a wisp of smoke that gathers and disperses, completely unpredictable.

There was another gust of cold wind blowing head-on, Ka Miao squinted her eyes, her nerves tensed instantly, it's coming!

A shadow rushed past his side at an extremely fast speed, and the snow camouflage cloak used for camouflage was cut open in an instant!Ka Miao turned around, pulled off the split cloak and put it on the hood, only to hear a soft "嗤" next to her ear, the fabric was torn apart, and a sharp weapon in the shape of a crescent moon came out of the air, wiping Camus' ears are nailed into the trunk of the pine tree behind him.

Camus easily dodged the attack, which actually left a lot of room to dodge, and frowned in doubt—on purpose?

The sharp weapon suddenly trembled again, and then left the tree trunk and spun back into the snowstorm.

This time Camus finally saw it clearly, it was actually a sickle with black and purple luster, small in size and curved like a crescent moon.One arm firmly grasped the sickle that flew back, and the metal armor tightly wrapped the body, making the visitor look mysterious and dangerous.He stared at Camus for a while, then raised his hand again, and threw a ball of things over.

Camus caught it with his backhand, opened it, and his face changed suddenly - a string of letters was cut out with a sharp knife on the palm-sized cloth, which spelled "Simmel", and it was cut from the tablecloth. The rhombus mosaic pattern was only seen yesterday, and I was particularly impressed.

The wind and snow around Camus began to condense into diamond-like crystals: "...what do you want to do?"

Anyone who is familiar with his temper knows that when he speaks in such a low tone, it means that he is very angry.

The other party seemed to be shocked by the rapidly dropping temperature around him, and took a step back, but after a moment of hesitation, he turned around and quickly disappeared into the snowstorm.

want to run?Ka Miaohan chased after him with a frowning face!

But after chasing and chasing, Camus' anger was replaced by greater doubts, because even though the distance was very close, he still couldn't feel the breath of life on the opponent, this person was like a ghost.Moreover, the other party could obviously get rid of him easily with his ghostly figure, but he deliberately left various traces on the way to lure him to follow him, and even stopped and waited for a few minutes when he was temporarily lost.

Kamiao made up her mind that the opponent was playing hard to get, trying to lure the enemy into deep, and just about to leave, the second group of things flew over immediately, caught it, opened it, and wrote a letter saying - don't go.

Camille: "..."

The third ball of fabric flew over again, opened it, and wrote a letter saying - please~

Ka Miao directly froze the two balls of cloth into a lump of ice, rolled it on the ground and covered it with thick snowflakes, and threw it at the prying ghost: "...What the hell do you want?!"

The other party was caught off guard by the snow, and shook his head vigorously to shake off the snow dust all over his body. He looked at Camus with aggrieved eyes like a large sled dog abandoned by its owner.Being looked at by a stranger who didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, Camus had rare goose bumps all over his body.

The mysterious man took out his sickle again, but instead of attacking Camus, he quickly drew out a long string of characters on the snow - "Ximuer has been arrested, I will take you to find her." Then he gestured to Camus with his eyes. Miao followed her, jumped and disappeared again.

Camus hesitated for a moment, but still followed. No matter what Simuer's situation is, this person must know a lot of important information, and he must not just let him go.

On the way, I can clearly feel the terrain under my feet is climbing and getting steeper and steeper.Finally, the mysterious man stopped in front of a steep cliff. This place looked like a mountain peak was split by a giant axe. A thick layer of ice crust.

The mysterious man carved another line of words on the ice wall - "The prison is built on the cliff, here is a shortcut."

Camus stared at the mysterious man without saying a word. Now the distance between them is so close that they can be touched by reaching out. You can clearly see the simple dark red pattern on the other party's purple metal armor. The protective area of ​​the helmet is large. Almost his entire face was covered, only a pair of tea-brown eyeballs were exposed.

...But still can't feel the breath of a living person. If this is an illusion created for his own brain, it means that the manipulator behind it is unfathomable. Camus himself cannot trust the other party easily.

Realizing that he was not trusted, the mysterious man casually carved another string of words on the ice wall - "There are still many innocent civilians in the prison, and they were imprisoned on arbitrary fabricated charges. Please help them, St. fighter."

"...It seems that you know my identity well?" Camus still did not relax her vigilance, "Then in exchange, should you report your name?"

The mysterious man was silent for a long time, and finally carved these words on the ice wall - "Utja, a ghost who died in death, not worth mentioning." After finishing the last stroke, his body suddenly became transparent like soap bubbles , quickly disappeared under Camus' gaze.

The development of things exceeded Camus' expectations. It is not that he has not come into contact with non-human mysterious creatures when he went out to perform missions in the past, but this time it seems that he really encountered a "living ghost" instead of a living person.

Forget it, the others have disappeared and I don’t know how to ask, so let’s go up and have a look.

Just as Camus moved his wrist to prepare for rock climbing, scratches suddenly appeared on the snow beside him. This time, the strokes were very forceful, almost turning out the frozen soil buried under the snow.Soon, a line of shocking characters appeared on the ground——

"Be careful of the 'messenger of God'!"

On the hundreds of feet high cliff, the cold wind blows much stronger than on flat ground, enough to easily blow a group of people into the sky like a kite, and then tear them to pieces.

My whole body is clinging to the pitted ice wall like a gecko, and my legs are struggling to move on the stone steps that are only two feet wide. Some places are so narrow that I can’t even put a bar of soap, so I can only walk on tiptoe in fear. .Andreas hung on my back like a koala, with his arms wrapped around my shoulders and neck, trembling with the cold, but still clinging to my torso with his survival instincts.

The whistling of the blizzard sounded like the howling of the devil, so I had to speak at the top of my voice to make sure the person on my back could hear: "Are you sure you're going this way?!"

"It's here!" Andreas tried his best to raise his voice, but the words were still scattered by the wind, "The guards brought me to the prison once before, and that's where they took me. way!"

...Are you sure they're not trying to push you back on purpose, doctor?

At this time, another gust of wind blew, the direction was completely opposite to the previous one, I had to stop for a while, digging into the ice with both hands to stabilize my figure, so as not to roll down the cliff—what the hell is the wind? With random switching from front to back? !

After finally getting through the gust of wind, I started to move again, and I had to remind the trembling person hanging on my back: "You must hurry up, if I move around and make my center of gravity go wrong, we will have to fall." Go down and turn into ketchup!"

"I, I see..." Andreas sounded like he was about to cry.

In fact, I didn't expect his two thin arms to be able to hang, so I deliberately untied my snow camouflage cloak before climbing, and tied his whole body to me.The weight of one more person is not a big deal, but he still has a medicine box that cannot be bumped, which is pressed against the spine by his arms, and the hard corners of the box make me feel uncomfortable.

After getting through the worst part of the road, the steps were finally wider. I was relieved and untied the cloak and put Andreas down. His whole face was so cold that there was no blood left, and his lips were purple and trembling. .Seeing this, I gathered a small universe in the palm of my hand and pressed it on his forehead. After a few minutes, I finally calmed down and had the energy to look around, and then my eyes lit up: "This is very close to the gate of the prison!"

"Then let's go." I signaled him to lead the way in front to prevent this kid from turning me down and kicking me down, that would be a lot of fun.

I said it was very close, but I still walked for more than ten minutes against the cold wind. I looked at the jagged rocks around me and couldn't help asking Andreas: "You built the prison in such a place, don't you plan to visit the prison?" ? It’s too hard to find.”

"That's right..." He obviously agreed with me, "This ancient prison was first built by the survivors of Asgard who moved here to hold death row prisoners. But thousands of years have passed, and now the population of Asgard The number is so small that even the legal order has no practical significance, and it has been abandoned for a long time. Recently, it has suddenly started to be used again, and everything is in a hurry, and even the manpower for repairs cannot be spared... Sigh, what is the queen thinking?"

Wangtian, I can probably guess what your queen is like, but I am mainly afraid of the butterfly effect. If an unknown villain pops up and stabs me in the back, it will be very embarrassing.

I can already see the outline of the prison in front of me. I can’t help feeling that the ancients were amazing. This site selection is too awesome. Half of the building is embedded in the mountain. The left side is the abyss and the right side is the cliff. Not landing on the ground, coupled with the random wind blowing outside, I really can't fly away even if I grow wings.

Having said that, the two guards at the door are also dedicated enough. It is too hard to stand guard in this cold weather, so I decisively went up and knocked each of them unconscious. I opened the lining of my clothes and found the key. Just as I was about to open the door, my eyes rolled Turn around, take off one of the guards' wolf-skin mattresses, which is very Viking-style, and take off his horn helmet, and put them on to pretend to be guards, and then open the prison door , let Andreas go in first, then kicked the two unlucky guys into the corner one by one, and closed the door with his backhand.

The level of clutter in the prison is far beyond my imagination. This is not so much a prison as a utility room. The floor is full of messy garbage and sewage. The prisoners are crowded into small cells like random objects. Most of them didn't seem to have suffered any external injuries, but all of them were yellow and thin, crouching in a corner and trembling like animals.

I couldn't bear to watch it, and urged Andreas to find out where his friend was, but he shook his head and said, "Sigmund should be locked in the re-offender area further inside. The guards were not there when I came last time." Allow me to go in, um... it should be this way!" As he said that, he picked up the medical kit and ran quickly to the depths of the prison, the splashed sewage on the ground stained the hem of his robe, but he didn't realize it .

I released some small universes through the cell door, hanged these half-dead prisoners for the time being, and then walked into the depths of the cell, only to find Andreas standing blankly in front of an obstacle...let's call it a wall , with a look of bewilderment: "I didn't have this last time?! What's going on..."

I leaned up and took a look, and the wall seemed to be made up of thick plant roots bundled together.Signaling Andreas to step back, I took out a golden dagger and carefully scratched the surface. The rhizome covered with thick bark and solid fibrous tissue was as fragile as paper under the cutting of the sharp blade, and it was easily cut. I cut a hole enough for two people to enter, and the faint light can shine into the dark space inside. I can see that there are more plant branches and many egg-shaped vesicles emitting faint fluorescence. Inlaid on it, and it seems that there is something wrapped inside!

I turned to look at Andreas: "...go in?"

He hesitated for a moment, but nodded, lifted his hem and got in, I burned the small universe to make the whole space brighter, and now I can see clearly, the follicles are full of people!Some are so thin that only a layer of skin is left covering the bones, and some are quite normal, but their expressions are extremely painful.

Andreas had obviously found the person he wanted to see, "Sigmund! Just hold on, we'll rescue you right away!"

I hurriedly touched it, he was anxiously hitting a follicle, and there was a young male lying in it, a scar stretched from his forehead, crossed the eyelids and disappeared at the jaw, his face was very ugly, and the skin had been soaked for a long time I'm like dehydration symptoms too.

"Stay far away, I don't know if there is poison in it." I watched Andreas retreat to a safe position before raising the dagger, "clicking" into the shell of the follicle, and then immediately dodged. It feels like a thin glass bottle has been pried open.The contents inside did not spray out as I expected, but showed a semi-solidified state like agar. After losing the protection of the egg shell, it slowly squeezed out and flowed to the ground, spitting out the person wrapped inside. .

I took off my camouflage clothes to wrap him around him, wiped off the mucus on his body, and then signaled Andreas to come over and examine him.After only a few minutes, he shook his head with a pale face: "It's very bad, the pulse is too weak, it seems to have symptoms of poisoning, I have to take a closer look."

Just as I was about to say that the situation here is unknown or we should go out, there was a loud noise behind me!

"Stay still!" I rushed out, and then I was dumbfounded—there was a big hole in the wall of the prison on the side of the abyss, and the cold wind was blowing in, and Aphrodite was crushed by the wriggling rose expressionlessly. The vines brought it in respectfully, with Camus who was firmly tied up and a strong man who was obviously terrified behind him.

Andreas poked his head out from behind me, and when he saw the strong man, he exclaimed, "Lord Dulu?!"

The other party was also very surprised: "Dr. Riise?!"

My face twitched: "What's the situation?!"

"Ah, it's nothing. I wanted to meet the queen here, but when I walked in, I was stopped by a god fighter who claimed to be the ζ star Kai Yangxing. He said that the queen's order is that no strangers are allowed to enter the fairy palace. No, try to drive me away." Aphrodite untied the vine restraints on the two men: "This man named Dulu tried to explain, but was attacked by a white figure hiding in the dark, I used roses to force him away Yang Xing and the attacker then took Dulu out of the Valhalla Temple, anyway, he would be silenced if he stayed there, so it is better to bring him here, anyway."

How on earth did he make a detour from the Valhalla Temple to get here? !

I said dryly: "That Camus..."

"Oh, you mean him? When I came up, I saw that he was still climbing on the ice wall with his bare hands. This is too slow, so I might as well take him for a ride." Aphrodite's tone was as relaxed as if he was talking about what to have for dinner today.

The question is, Camus, why did you stand up and pat Hui as usual? !Don't you two just play like this when you have nothing to do? !

Aphrodite noticed the wall behind me, and with a wave of his hand, all the roots swished down, exposing the space inside. The follicles flickered a few times, and quickly collapsed, and the human body inside also turned into Skeletons were scattered all over the floor, and what was even more frightening was that the half-dead prisoners outside were wiped out in ashes.

The emerald green rose vines got into the inner room, and after a search, they brought the four remaining survivors back to our feet. One of them was the young man named Sigmund, and the other was a young man with long white hair. A blue-haired girl in a maid's costume, and...

"Simmel?!"

In a blink of an eye, Camus had already rushed over to hug the red-haired girl. She opened her eyes with difficulty and glanced at Camus. coma.

The ground under his feet shook for a while, and then the ceiling began to drop dust, and the cracks quickly climbed up the wall. Even a fool could see that this place was about to collapse.Driven by the instinct of escape, everyone showed an amazing tacit understanding—Aphrodite bent down and hugged the blue-haired girl, Dulu picked up the white-haired boy and Sigmund, and I grabbed Andrea with a dark face. Si directly carried it on his shoulders, and the four of them came out in a file, stepping on the hole in the wall and jumping down!

Andreas' tears and screams were scattered in the wind and snow: "Help!!!!!"

I just want to find something to plug his mouth to appease Lao Tzu's anger - damn!Kamiao Abu, you two perverted bastards!What does it mean to leave a sissy who can only scream for me when you see a beautiful girl and take it away first? !

In the dismantled prison, Fafnir climbed up from the ruins tremblingly, looked at the mess on the ground and beat his chest: "My research! My experiment! It's just a little bit that the World Tree can be resurrected." !"

"World Tree? I seem to have heard something interesting."

The surrounding space suddenly distorted, and a figure slowly walked out from another dimension, and frowned after smelling the strong smell of blood in the air: "Aru Belisi, how dare you instruct you to do such a dangerous thing without telling me?" This should not be the case.” A sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth, “It seems that the so-called offering all loyalty to Poseidon is nothing more than a lie!”

Fafnir was overwhelmed by the powerful microcosm that suddenly emanated from the visitor, and could only watch in horror as the power that could shatter stars gathered in his hands, completely crushing him and the entire abandoned prison in an instant , vanished into nothingness...

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