Volume 5: Walking with the Fallen Angels

Chapter 1

Late at night, Frank and I came to the lab to see what Anthony and Walker were doing with the Sixth Desire. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Anthony is conducting research on the blood of the sixth person who wants to be infected. Walker was also dissecting the bodies of the two Sixth Wanted Infected Individuals, using two different scalpels to cut open the chest cavity of each of the two corpses and remove part of the deceased's liver for analysis. Walker also used a toothless saw to cut open the man's head and remove a piece of brain and place it on a plate. I thought he was going to do a test, but instead he cut the cut brain into small pieces, mixed it with ice cream, stirred well, and ate it. I thought that Volcker must be a corpse thief, and it is reasonable to eat some corpses once in a while, and seeing that he ate so sweetly, I asked him: "When I was on Poppy Island, there was a kind of medical technique called 'corpse therapy', I wonder if the brain ice cream you ate was also part of the 'corpse therapy'?"

"'Necropsy therapy'? I know, I've seen it with my own eyes. "When I was on Poppy Island, my friend Garland Visoya worked as a corpse transporter, and he was responsible for transporting some fresh corpses to the basement for the selection of the 'necropsy' specialists, who would select the good quality corpses and then cut off certain parts of the corpse for the patient to treat. ”

"Treatment with cadavers, I've only heard of it, but I've never seen it. ”

"For example, the human brain ice cream that Volcker eats, it has a good effect on the regeneration function of brain cells, and if he eats it regularly, he will not get cerebellar atrophy, and if he replaces the ice cream with ice cubes, the effect will be even better. ”

"So, the so-called 'autopsy' is real?"

"And that's not all, for example, mixing human bone powder with chocolate can treat strokes or internal bleeding, and massaging the skin with human fat can cure gout. Anthony opened the refrigerator and took out a mossy skull, then scraped the moss off and put it in a small bottle to show me, "See? This thing is called 'rotting moss', and it can be used to treat epilepsy." Long ago, Pilar Brassell, a marine biologist on Poppy Island, was cured of his epilepsy by 'necropsia' expert Goodric Kells with this kind of rotting moss. It's a pity that with the advancement of science and technology, 'autopsy' has gradually faded out of people's sight. ”

Walker took out another small bottle filled with a thick, cloudy liquid, and drank the liquid in one gulp, which looked good. I asked him, "What's that?"

He replied, "Would you like a bottle?" and he gave me one, "Open it and drink it, trust me." ”

I accepted his offer without hesitation, and drank the liquid in the bottle in one gulp, it tasted oily and slightly fishy, and I was curious, "What is this?"

"Corpse oil. ”

"What?" I was taken aback, and I felt a feeling of nausea.

"I didn't drink it. Frank said.

Seeing that I looked very disgusted, Volcker said, "Don't worry, drinking the corpse oil is equivalent to drinking the spiritual element of the deceased, and the spiritual element of the deceased contains the life of ignorance and unconsciousness, and when it is combined with your stomach, you will regain consciousness, and you will have the power of the deceased." ”

"I see, but it's disgusting. ”

"I can give you a good lecture on this another day. ”

Hearing him say this, I was somewhat interested in the so-called "necropsy therapy". The smell of corpse oil lingered in my throat all the time, and I felt like the whole room was filled with it, maybe I wasn't used to it.

In order not to taste the primers we got from the corpses, Frank and I went to the highest platform of the castle and breathed in the fresh air. We haven't been chatting for a long time, so we're here to talk.

"Thank you, Frank. I said.

"Why thank me?" he wondered.

"If you hadn't appeared in time for you and everyone that day, I wouldn't be standing here, and now the person I love most in this world is you except my father. ”

"You don't love Isabel?"

"It's two different things, we're like a human body, and we can't do without each other. ”

"One person's actions will lead to the rise and fall of the whole family, so we need the family to grow stronger, Isabel will become a member of our family sooner or later, our family can do without me, but not without you. ”

"Don't say that, brothers shouldn't say things like that. ”

"Father will be proud to have you in this family. ”

"Then I will be proud to have a brother like you. ”

"You are fearless in the face of werewolves, you are a true hero, you are our role model. ”

"If it were you, I'm sure you would. ”

"Everyone agrees with you about making friends with the Witcher, and we have agreed to let the Witcher cooperate with us, and everyone trusts you. In the future, you will have to take on the role of the pillar of our team. ”

While Frank was talking, I overheard a glance at the castle gate, and saw a man lying outside, I motioned for Frank not to speak, and then pointed to the castle gate and said, "Look, what's that?"

Frank looked in the direction I was pointing, "Who's that, how did he find here?"

We jumped down from the rooftop, landed in the courtyard, and came to the gate, where we saw a man lying motionless outside the halberd gate. We turned the uninvited guest face up, and we could see his face, but it was an old acquaintance, Andrew Rosenborg. Strange, how did he come here?

"What to do?" asked Frank.

"Carry him in first. I said.

Frank dragged the unconscious Andrew into the courtyard, and I closed the door by the way. It seems that Andrew has a "new story" again, Frank carried him into my room, he gradually woke up from his coma, and when he saw me and Frank, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and then calmed down again. "Why am I here? What is this place?" he asked in a weak voice.

"This is our home. I said.

"Thank goodness!"

Frank gave him a bottle of Earth Power, and he poured it into his mouth vigorously, but after drinking it, his complexion still did not improve.

"Andrew, you're lucky to have been discovered. Frank said.

Andrew was a little insane, and he tried to concentrate every thought and said, "It's the damn evil spirits, the evil spirits, who broke into my manor while I was asleep, killed all my people, and they drove Christine through the heart with a stake, and I woke up, and thanks to my quick reaction, I was able to escape." Before I fled, I saw some winged men flying over my manor, and there were only nine of them. No, it's ten. They're angels? No, it can't be, how can angels be with the Evil Spirits?"

"Angel?" I asked, surprised, "Andrew, could you please make this clear?"

"Yes, angels indeed. A lot. They came in suddenly, killing all of my people, and the weapons they used were very powerful. Andrew recalled the catastrophe in confusion, and he took out a beautiful diamond ring and stared at it with straight eyes, "I wanted to put it on her hand myself, but she left me at this time, and her dying voice still echoes in my ears today." He stood up, "The Evil Spirits have killed my lovers, and it is because of them that I have become lonely. And you, Alex, are still so beautiful, you have lovers, brothers and friends to keep you company. ”

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Now I'm going to say it bluntly, I want to join you, please accept me, I swear to die to serve the Underworld Society, serve your father. ”

"You joined us solely for your personal vendetta with the Evil Spirits, am I right?"

"They took everything from me, they killed the people I loved the most, so I'm going to take revenge. With that, he retreated to the dark corner, with his back against the wall, and then slowly slid to the ground, and began to weep and weep.

I walked up to him and sat side by side with him. I understand the frustration in his heart, because I had felt the same way as him before, but the difference was that he had lost his lover, and I had not. "Andrew Rosenborg, I know the grief in your heart, there is no sorrow in the whole world more than you, right?" I said, "There are people who lose their loved ones every day in the world, and just a few days before you came here, I almost lost Isabel. He looked at me in surprise. "Surprised?" I asked. He didn't answer, and I continued, "She's a half-race like me now. ”

His expression was even more surprised, "Really?"

"Isabel chose to stay the course in order to be with me. ”

"She lives for you?"

"Not only for me, but also for the day when I can defeat the Evil Spirits and the Black Gold Maniacs. ”

"How did she survive?"

"I bit her when the flame of her life was about to be extinguished, and it was Frank who came up with the idea. ”

"I envy you for having such a good brother as Frank!"

"And you always have no one in mind, and always see the powerful enemy as a poor worm who is vulnerable, in fact, they are not as simple as you think, you must remember to never underestimate your enemy, so that you can continue to grow stronger. ”

"The more this happens, the more unbearable I get. Please, even if it's to help me fulfill a wish, let me join you!"

Andrew, after some pleas for me, finally won my sympathy for him, and I felt pity for his situation. "I agree. I said.

"You agree with me joining?"

"Yes. ”

At this time, Arthur and Owen had just passed by outside my room, and when they saw Andrew, they walked in by the way. Arthur glanced at Andrew and asked, "Who is this man?"

I stood up, "His name is Andrew Rosenberg. ”

Andrew also stood up.

Judging by Arthur's expression, it seemed that he had heard of Andrew. "Andrew Rosenberg. He said, "I've heard your name for a long time." ”

"Arthur. Andrew was surprised, "The Witcher. ”

"Yes, kill those vampires who do all kinds of evil, see that you are not on the side of the evil spirit party and the black gold fanatics, I will not settle accounts with you, Alex is also my good friend, if I don't give you face, I will give him face. ”

There was a hint of embarrassment on my face, "Arthur, you're really good at laughing. ”

"Since you agree with Andrew to join us, then I agree too. Andrew, welcome to the Brotherhood of the Undead Alliance. ”

We've added a new member to our team. Within a week, Andrew quickly gathered his scattered compatriots and persuaded them to join the Brotherhood of the Undead Alliance, once again strengthening us.

In recent days, there has been no news of the Evil Ghost Party and the Black Gold Maniac, let alone Schuster. Our enemies will not give up this place easily, and sooner or later they will appear. I learned from Andrew that the Evil Spirits may be supported by a gang of evil angels. But I thought it was unlikely, and I began to wonder if what Andrew had said was true, and he kept saying that the evil angels were helping the evil spirits, and I thought it was impossible. I went to Andrew's room, and he was standing in front of the bookshelf reading a book, and I grabbed him by the collar and yelled at him, "You're lying." ”

"What? What did I do wrong?" he froze, the book in his hand falling to the ground, "what the hell is going on?"

"Tell me. I pushed him into a corner, "You have to be honest and honest." ”

"What do you want me to say?"

"Did you really see an angel? I don't think so. ”

"It's true, I didn't lie to you, I remember the name of one of the angels, his name was Asmodeus." ”

I entered his memories through his ruby eyes, seeing what he had seen, that he had been hunted by angels, that the Evil Spirits had broken into his estate, that Christine had been "driven through the heart by "the Evil Spirits, and that he had seen several angels with cold weapons......

A minute later, I was out of his memory. "It's unbelievable. I let go of his collar and exclaimed, apologizing to him for not being calm, "I'm sorry, man!"

There was a hint of embarrassment on his face, "You finally believe it." ”

"So, there really are evil angels, and there is no good or evil between them and the devil. ”

"I don't know what the Evil Spirits used to buy them? I can't believe that even the angels help our enemies, and the Evil Spirits use viruses to punish humanity, and the angels not only stop them, but also help them to abuse, which is really unforgivable. ”

"I think there's got to be a reason for that. ”

"If you think I'm going to cause you trouble or make you sacrifice, I can leave. ”

"No, Andrew, where do you want to go? we won't let you go, you're one of us, we're not going to abandon our countrymen, we're not going to give up our territory, trust me. ”

"A brutal war will break out sooner or later. ”

"Let's not talk about that, let's go to the weapons room with me to see our new weapons. ”

I took Andrew to the underground weapons room, which was very large and surprised him.

Winora was concentrating on the development of new weapons and ammunition, and she was so focused on the microscope that she didn't even have time to say hello to me. "What a preoccupation!" I said. But she ignored me. I thought: Forget it, let her concentrate on her work.

I picked up a pistol from the table with a powerful silver acid bullet, a new invention that once the liquid in the bullet enters the body, it will instantly coagulate the blood of the enemy, and the internal organs will quickly be corroded by the acidic substance, and they will soon die. I gave the gun to Andrew, hoping he would be able to use it in times of crisis.

He took the gun and sighed: "Compared with you, my little power is much inferior, I was still showing off my power in front of you and Frank, but I didn't expect that now I came to beg you! This may be God's punishment for me!"

I gave him a smile, "Don't think too much about it, let the past pass, at least this place is not easy to find, and when it's okay, it's best not to wander around." ”

"Thank you very much!"

Within ten days, Andrew was basically familiar with the members of the organization and the situation inside the castle. The fact that he was hunted down by the "evil angels" also caused rumors to spread throughout the castle, some saying that it was a sign of the arrival of a new savior. Others say: The age of mankind is over. All kinds of rumors are nothing more than speculation and imagination, and although those who are willing to make up rumors say the same as the truth, I still ignore these rumors, and I will not be afraid of any evil angels. The years to come will be longer, and it will be more difficult for any of us.