Chapter 172: An Explanation of the Origin of Wizards in the Out-of-Print Book of the Holy See

"The darkness beckons companions, and I follow. 」

"I know that if I don't keep up with the darkness, I will be exposed to the world in the ugliest posture and become the basis for their justice. 」

"I don't care about good or evil, I just want the simplest happiness in the world, but they're so far away because there's a whole galaxy between us. 」

"There are no magpies in the galaxy, only countless monsters waiting for the opportunity to devour us......

The peeper moon drove away the dark clouds in front of him and sprinkled the moonlight all over the earth again, reflecting an orange-red phantom in the lunar disk.

A thin mist of ice from the basement upwards spreads along the ground, adding to the chill of the warm summer day.

The average patient lying in bed did not know that there was a black mist, and the patients who were accustomed to this rhythm of life had already fallen asleep, and of course they did not know that the drowsy pill was added to the gruel for dinner every day.

This kind of sleep-promoting medicine is ineffective against Bill, or ordinary drugs are ineffective against this body, whether it is a life-saving drug or a poison that seals the throat when you see blood.

Bill lay on the bed, and he could vaguely feel the familiar power flowing under the bed, creaking the shadow of the bed.

However, he did not know that this was the work of the black fog, and could only vaguely guess that the restlessness was related to the seriously ill patients, and speculated that the Church's method of turning normal people into madmen should also be related to the mysterious world.

"Alright, Bill, don't bother with the Ode Holy See, it has nothing to do with you, and it will take a lot of effort for you to save yourself. 」

"If Sha Wei wants to die, let him die, you will never stop someone who wants to kill himself from jumping into the pit. 」

"I should ...... now"

The thought popped into his head, and he suddenly straightened up and stuck his head under the bed like a zombie in the pitch-black hospital room.

The creaking sound of chewing stopped abruptly, the shadow of the bed fell to the ground like an elastic piece of chewing gum, and the things that were gnawing at the shadow seemed to be terribly frightened when they saw an inexplicable human head staring at them with wide eyes.

Bill, however, couldn't see anything, only vaguely felt where the sound was coming from.

He rolled out of bed, lying on the ground like a real psychopath, groping under the empty bed, and suddenly felt a chill.

The tingling sensation gradually came from the fingertips, and those things felt familiar to the body as well, and they crept up the body to the mouth with novelty, and they opened their fanged mouths like countless worms writhing their bodies......

Click!

"Hey, hey, hey, you're biting into the wrong place, there's something delicious down there......"

Bill pointed to the shadows at his feet, and the worms didn't understand what he was saying, still biting through the skin, and tiny black larvae desperately entered the flesh, each no bigger than a hair's hair.

"Hiss......"

Bursts of pain hit him, and Bill felt a cool breeze pass through his teeth, and the pain was like an injection of muscle atrophy in his muscles, and something unseen was trying to eat away at the muscles beneath the Williams' skin.

"Aren't they the worms I'm familiar with and have a habit of infecting other things with shadows?"

"Damn, I thought it was the only thing that would make this gnawing sound in the dark. ”

From the loss of sensation in the right arm to the shoulders and neck up, the insects gnaw at flesh faster than shadows, but gradually stop moving.

Syllable......

Syllable......

The power of shadows and haze, which had maintained a dynamic balance in the body, were eaten by unwitting meat worms, and one by one the swollen black worms exploded in Williams's body without warning, emitting a continuous muffled sound that spread through the body.

If you want to ask, what does it feel like for a bug turned into a black mist to explode in your body?

It was definitely an indescribable feeling, as the skin swelled rapidly but then deflated, and the black mist that had never left mixed into the flesh diaphragm under the impact of the explosion, integrating a little bit of the power of the black mist into the body.

The shadow slowly repaired his body, and Bill, who had temporarily lost control of his body, lay on the ground, feeling the different powers that accompanied the pain......

He seems to see through the darkness what is integrated into Williams's body, but Bill does not regain his night vision, and in the words of the magician, this method of seeing his own body is called meditation.

However, the wizards of this world do not need to meditate and cultivate, and the reason for the appearance of wizards is something that the Holy See of Ode does not want to mention at all.

The night is everywhere, and the creatures wrapped in the darkness grow quietly in the night, and the rhythmic footsteps outside the door are getting closer and farther away......

Suddenly, outside the door, he remembered Station Chief Hoover's angry scream, he seemed to see something, but the indistinct voice made Bill inaudible.

Black worms continued to explode inside the body, but more black mist worms squeezed into the ward through the cracks in the door, covering their hands, feet, and shoulders with black markings.

The black mist continued to pour in, cheering after getting Bill's body, but he didn't know that the dissipation would come so directly.

Smack——!

Bill was lying on the ground trembling, and suddenly the door to the ward was opened, and a bright light passed through where Bill was, and behind the light was a hideous face that was furious!

"Look, look what our dear Mr. Cliff is doing, he rolls on the ground and takes away the black mist I want to study!"

Station Master Hoover, whom he hadn't seen for a day, appeared in front of Bill's hospital room, and behind him was still the tall and mighty Miss Marselan, and the dazzling gas lights hit the ground, dividing the ward into two areas: light and dark.

The light was in front of Bill, and the darkness was behind him.

"Did you know that this is going to be a whole day of intensive care in the intensive care unit to make them flourish and become more and more!"

"I've thought it's strange since you were placed in this mental hospital, are you really the one who is capable, and you deliberately came to the place belonging to the Oude Holy See to sabotage?"

Bill couldn't respond to Station Master Hoover's scolding, but he saw the shadow at the man's feet, just as he opened his teeth and claws.

"He also has the power of shadows?"

"Isn't the power of shadows a power that only the evil wizards in their mouths possess......

"Shhh...... Damn the bugs, they haven't completely exploded yet, I can see them still crawling inside me, like hair growing backwards into the skull!"

Bill, who could only roll his eyeballs, saw long nematode marks bulging out on his face and nose, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and he tried to sense the undetectable energy in his body!

In the process of the continuous explosion of the Black Mist Worm, the power of the shadow that was originally hidden in his body is also blown out, and Bill must bring them together to make a vital connection between the power and the shadow under his feet!

And Stationmaster Hoover, who finally stepped into the ward with his leather shoes, looked at the black mist that finally entered Bill's body with a painful heart, and knelt directly in front of Bill and pounded the ground wildly.

"Damn, damn it, damn it!"

"Miss Marselan, please help me throw this disgusting Mr. Cliff into the lab, we can do with him anyway, I want him to try my latest research in witchcraft!"

"Yes, Chief Hoover, but please be quiet, the patients are asleep, and we are doing something against the rules of the Holy See. ”

Marselan lifted Bill's head with one hand and lifted him off the ground like a chicken, and Hoover, in his white coat, exhaled deeply, got up from the ground, and patted the dust off his knees.

In his state, Bill felt that Stationmaster Hoover seemed to be suffering from a similar mania, after all, he had diagnosed himself in this way.

Sure enough, in a psychiatric hospital, is the director the most seriously ill mentally ill?

"Well, well, I know, Miss Marselan, please trouble you. ”

With a completely different look from the diagnosis, Station Master Hoover followed Marselan out of the room, and Bill finally saw what was outside the room.

The critically ill patients were chained around their necks, their mouths were stuffed with gauze so that they could not make sounds, and their upper bodies were tied in white restraint suits, and only the lower half of their bodies were able to walk normally.

Their eyes were full of confusion, and some of them were terrified, and Stationmaster Hoover just tied the chains tied to the doorknob like a dog, and led them in the direction of the basement......

Miss Marselan held the gas lamp in one hand and Bill's head in the other, carefully controlling the force in her hand to avoid bursting the little head.

Bill didn't care about her strength, he just wished he had a camera in his hand at the moment to capture Hoover walking in chains.

Or connect the forces right away, as long as you can regain the ability to manipulate shadows!

He can open the shadow circle, take out his tone from the shadow space, and beat all these complacent idiot doctors and nurses to a pulp!

The hypertrophic black mist worms still exploded in the body of the sebum wrapped in bones and bugs, and the flesh they devoured did not seem to disappear, but turned into a black mist to fill the body.

Bill closed his eyes and kept recalling the image of him entering the world of shadows, the feeling of using his power for the first time, and the pain and loneliness of being eroded by shadows......

Smack!

By the time Bill closed his eyes and took it seriously, Miss Marselan and Station Master Hoover had already led the seriously ill back to the basement, where sunlight could only be seen through the skylight.

They locked the basement door, sent the critically ill back to the critically ill ward, which was stronger than a prison cage, and made their way to the end of the hallway......

The sound of footsteps gradually left only two, and the crisp sound of the heel of the shoe stepping on the smooth green and white textured stone floor echoed throughout the corridor.

The dim light only illuminated the road ahead, but he had no time to care about the place where the shadow behind him was, and in the flickering and wandering, Bill knew that this matter was impatient, and he had to keep trying to get it, suppressing the itching that his heart could not ask for......

...... Da, da!

All footsteps suddenly stopped, and all was silent again.

Bill opened his eyes, and the unfamiliar surroundings made him no longer know where he was at the moment, but he could see that it was a stone house with an area that did not cover the ground.

Because there were no windows, the air was cold and cloudy, and the smell of blood, which was most likely to excite Bill, filled the air with a dead spell, as if even death had died.

"Welcome to my studio, obnoxious Mr. Cliff. ”

"I will entertain you with the warmest of kindness, and I hope you will help me in the final step of some magical sorcery, after all, you have eaten all my precious black mist. ”

"Then you can only try it with your body!"

......

Back at the garrison camp outside Brittus, Sha Wei put the title deed and check close to him, and his face was a little more indifferent at some point.

Looking at the young soldiers who were respectful to him, the smiles of the officers who had once carried out the mission with him once again appeared in Shawei's heart, as well as Erwin's immature face that admired him.

An agitated Sha Wei took out a cigar and lit it, and the face of another man appeared in Sha Wei's mind again, but he quickly smashed the man's face.

Back in his room, a nervous Savoy scolded.

"Hehe, you still say you don't have anything?"

"You just cheated a large sum of money from the research institute to start a factory, and you have also brushed me around!"

"Williams Cliff, I see through you!"

The sound waves in the simply decorated room did not reach the outside, and after a few deep breaths, Shawei clenched his fists and finally buried all his anger in his heart.

He knew he had to turn his anger into motivation because he had more important things to do than speak out against Bill.

For example, based on Bill's description of the Able, the Wizard, and the Holy See this afternoon, or immediately start planning Stafford's foray into commerce, or do something to divert attention.

And among the things he has to do, continuing to investigate the degree of control of the Holy See over society seems to be the most important one.

So Savoy took out from his bosom a thin fragment of a somewhat mutilated book, an out-of-print papal book he had commissioned to be retrieved from the second-hand market in the North End.

The book mainly tells some old stories about the feud between the Odel Holy See and the wizards, such as the origins of the wizards and the achievements of the wizards' rivalry organizations.

In this yellowed and even wormhole-appearing book published by the Holy See, there are two theories about the creation of wizards, one is that the demon sows the seeds of evil in the world in order to spread terror, and the seeds will automatically enter the body of the vicious human woman and become a witch.

Witches capture human males and marry them, and most of the remaining children are girls, and boys will have a hard time surviving to adulthood, and they will not be able to inherit the abilities of the female bloodline.

And the descendants of male witches who are lucky enough to survive still hide the horror spread by demons in their bloodlines, and this ability may not necessarily awaken in the next few generations, and the wizarding researchers of the Ode Holy See call this phenomenon the great generational inheritance.

Another theory is that the evil sorcerer is a disaster that God has brought on the world to punish the world, because there have been several major events in human history when heroes tried to push the Ode-Holy See to the dominance.

And every time before the 'hero' succeeds in pushing the spiritual rule of the Ode Holy See, a great catastrophe suddenly erupts in human society, where evil sorcerers sacrifice the evil things they believe in with living people.

People say it's divine punishment!