Chapter 1515: The Age of Medical Warriors!

It's in the middle of the battlefield after all.

The old man's introduction would not be too detailed, but Tang Yue still heard the identity of the bald head from the short sentences.

The bald man's name is very atmospheric, called Kim Seong-hatma.

Once upon a time, he was also a well-known medical warrior in the land of China, but he had an almost paranoid obsession with germs and viruses.

In the vulgar movie, Kim Sung-hung is definitely a mad scientist who is keen to destroy the Miè world.

The only difference is that he is not like those villains, who only have the ability to create and destroy miè, but not the ability to control and destroy miè.

He is able to control zhì.

The germs are in his hands, like a doll's handy.

"At first, he was very favored by the state, and several leaders also gave extremely generous financial support, but soon, he went astray, and it became more and more deviant."

At this point, the old man sighed heavily, "The state has halted his research and put him on the list of special dangers. ”

Priority Risk List.

Those who can be on the list are all extremely vicious and highly threatening to the whole world.

"It turned out to be him."

The emperor showed a sudden expression, he had the honor to see the list, but unfortunately there was very little information on the list, only the list and a brief introduction, and there were no photos, so he naturally couldn't recognize Jin Shengxiong's appearance.

The old man sighed: "Since then, he has disappeared and joined purgatory. ”

Come to think of it, unless Purgatory can support Jin Shengxiong in making these studies, what other organization can support him?

Jin Shengxiong let out a burst of arrogant laughter, looked at the old man and said, "Human Emperor, you are the only one who can conquer my new type of cholera, after so many years, your medical skills have improved a lot." ”

"Each other, each other."

The old man's face sank like a waterway.

It's just that Jin Shengxiong alone can manipulate germs, and Jin Shengxiong has cultivated a group of people whose abilities are related to germs, which is simply mad.

Feeling the spirit of the old man, everyone in the plague was like a great enemy.

In Jin Shengxiong's mouth, they didn't hear much about the glorious achievements of the human emperor.

"Cholera is no match for you, so why don't you try this!"

With a long laugh, Jin Shengxiong suddenly raised his palm and pushed it fiercely towards one of the members of the dragon's blood.

Feeling a powerful force fluctuating through the air, the member shuddered violently.

His skin was festering at an unimaginable rate, forming eschar-like ulcers and swelling.

From a distance, the members looked as if they had just been fished out of the furnace.

Everyone stepped back in unison.

It's not that they are not righteous enough, but this disease is definitely not something they can fight, in order to save strength for Tang Yue and the others, they can only choose to avoid it.

"It's anthrax!"

The Emperor spoke.

Tang Yue added: "Cutaneous anthrax. ”

In the Law on the Prevention and Treatment of Infectious Diseases promulgated by China, infectious diseases are broadly divided into three categories, Category A, Category B and Category C.

Type ** pneumonia and avian influenza, which were once extremely troublesome, are classified as Class A infectious diseases.

Cholera, like just now, is also among the Class A infectious diseases.

Anthrax is one of the top serious diseases among Class A infectious diseases!

Skin ulceration is only the most obvious symptom, at the onset of the disease, the human body will also appear toxemia and sepsis, and when the germs spread to the whole body, it will cause blood-borne anthrax pneumonia and anthrax meningitis, no matter what kind of disease, can take away life lightly, not to mention together.

When infected with anthrax, the case fatality rate is almost 100 percent.

"The Emperor... Emperor, give me a good time. ”

The dragon-blooded member remained lucid in the midst of excruciating pain, and he reached out to the Emperor, begging helplessly.

The emperor gritted his teeth, not knowing what to decide for a moment.

His hand slowly raised.

"Wait."

Suddenly, Tang Yue grabbed the emperor's wrist and shook his head at him, "Maybe the old man has a way." ”

As soon as the words fell, the old man appeared beside the patient.

As if nothing had happened, he reached out and pressed it against the patient's skin.

Anthrax is transmitted through the skin, and practices like the old man are undoubtedly looking for death.

Even Jin Shengxiong, who knew the old man well, stared at him in disbelief.

"Relax."

He smiled at the patient, and the old man's expression was as solemn as lead.

It can be seen that he attaches much more importance to anthrax than he looks like a cousin.

Still, the old man's healing process was quite smooth.

His hand swayed over the patient's body, and the skin was improving where he had touched it.

This can no longer be described as a miracle.

Tang Yue and the emperor both looked stupid.

"The medical skills of the predecessors of the Emperor of Man are simply shocking."

Seeing that his companion had healed at an alarming rate, the emperor said with a stumbling of his lips.

The old man let out a breath of turbidity, and his gaze at Jin Shengxiong became more and more cold: "The germs you have mastered are useless to me, give up." ”

"Do'e... I didn't expect your third ability to be Doom. ”

Jin Shengxiong was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and kept repeating the word Doom.

The emperor was even more excited than him: "There is salvation!" Someone is here, and it is easy to take down the plague! ”

"What is Doe?"

Tang Yue asked puzzled.

The Emperor explained, "The most powerful healing ability in the legend can help patients survive a calamity, and even the most terrible infectious disease is no match for Doom. ”

"So awesome?"

As the grandson and disciple of the old man, Tang Yue's understanding of the old man is far from enough.

A warrior who can master up to three powers of the Chosen One.

The old man's first ability is to control zhì, that is, to control the chosen power of others at will, but this ability is extremely dangerous, and if he encounters someone with a higher cultivation, he is likely to be counterattacked.

Kim Seung-woong also mentioned that Do'e was his third ability.

That second ability is...

In the next second, Tang Yue's pupils widened instantly.

He saw a puff of transparent flames emerge out of thin air, sweeping in the direction of the Golden Mahatma.

That's right!

The old man is his own grandfather Tang Yue, and of course he can also have Tianyang Yan.

It's just that it's too bad.

Before Tang Yue turned on Tianyang Yan, he first opened the other two abilities of Tianyang Pupil, the second choice ability was quite strong, and the first blind ability was a bit chicken.

Compared with the old man and Tang Hanhai, his ability is really not enough...

Tang Yue smiled bitterly in his heart.

"The Tianyang Yan of the predecessor of the Human Emperor seems to be different from yours."

The emperor's voice came from the side, breaking Tang Yue's thoughts.

Indeed, the flame that the old man sacrificed was colorless, like... Water!

Flame and flowing water have the feeling of complete opposites, and they are perfectly stored in one ability.

Tang Yue suddenly realized, no wonder the old man was able to comprehend the four images of yin lightly, Tianyang Yan combined the two characteristics of water and fire, and it was also the secret combination of yin and yang.

Before Tianyang Yan, Jin Shengxiong's ability to control the germs was naturally that the donkey's lips were not in the horse's mouth, so he had to choose to dodge.

For a moment, the golden holy wolf bèi up.

"It's time to fight back!"

The old man said lightly.

Without the slightest hesitation, the emperor led the dragon-blooded people into the battlefield, and instantly defeated the plague and retreated.

Tang Yue stood beside the old man and teased him for a short time: "Doom, hungry, is this the reason why you usually eat two more bowls of rice than me?" ”

“… You can still joke at this time, you kid has a bigger heart than me, haha! ”

The old man laughed instantly, and was about to cooperate with Tang Yue to boast a few more words, but in the next second, his pupils dilated suddenly, and the depths of his eyes were filled with thick incomprehension.

Tang Yue saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Don't scare me, old man." ”

"You're... Unexpectedly..."

The old man looked ahead fiercely, Jin Shengxiong had already gotten rid of the Tianyang flame, and was standing in front of him with a smile.

The voice was extremely proud: "Du'e is indeed the most powerful healing ability, if the world knows that this ability is in you, even if it is tens of billions and hundreds of billions of treatment costs, I am afraid you can be willing to give up, because it can cure all diseases... Except for one, ebola! ”

Even though Jin Shengxiong used English pronunciation, Tang Yue still heard the virus.

Ebola virus.

Named after the Ebola River in the Congolese country, it was a nightmare for the entire African continent and the world, and no drug has yet been shown to be effective, nor has any vaccine been shown to be effective.

There is no cure, there is no prevention.

It has been called the Reaper virus and is seen as a tool of bioterrorism.

"Tang Yue, stay away from me."

The old man suddenly stretched out his hand and launched a wave of qi, shaking Tang Yue away.

After rubbing dozens of meters on the ground, Tang Yue stopped, he didn't care about the pain like a tear in his back, and rushed towards the old man quickly.

"Stop!"

The old man drank him fiercely, "I can't cure Ebola, you tell everyone that this operation is canceled, give up the siege of purgatory, and the next thing to do is... Escape! ”

Tang Yue clenched his fists fiercely, but his feet took root on the ground, refusing to move a step.

"Don't be so desperate."

Jin Shengxiong paced forward leisurely, and at some point there was an extra ice-blue dagger in his hand, throwing it up and down, "It's also my limit to make an Ebola virus, and it won't be contagious in the early stage, that is, you don't have to escape, but... The result of staying will only be death, and I can at least make seven or eight more high-lethal germs. ”

Plop.

The old man was slumped to the ground, his mouth and nose bleeding, typical of the Ebola virus.

Fatigue, bleeding inside and outside the body, and changes in skin color.

At this time, the old man was at least seven or eight degrees whiter.

"Don't listen to him, you must escape with everyone."

The old man's consciousness was already blurred, and the words were said to Tang Yue, but the direction he was looking at was one meter next to Tang Yue's right hand, "Your talent in medical skills is extremely high, you will let everyone understand that this is your era, the era of medical warriors!" ”

It's not like an incentive, it's more like...

Last words

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