Influenza.

Cancer.

These weren't words native to this world, and it was no wonder that Ligeret didn't react to the disparaging words of the Unrecognizable, because she had no idea what he was talking about.

...... But even if she knew that she might not be very concerned about the disparagement of the vampire race, she wouldn't mention that for now.

The Unrecognizable One didn't invent these two words out of thin air, he overheard them from some high-ranking being.

He vaguely remembered that he was once a Qin and Han people, an astrologer who served the emperor, until one day he predicted the emergence of a cult, although the cult was exterminated in time, but at that time he was retaliated against by the evil gods of the foreign land, and since then he has never been able to look directly at the starry sky.

The emperor rewarded him for sacrificing for his country, and gave him enough wealth to enjoy for a lifetime, and his heirs also worshiped under the Diting Sect of the Stargazing Platform, and presumably the future was immeasurable, even surpassing his father.

It's just that since then, he has been plagued by a kind of auditory hallucination.

“...... Vampires are really flu-like beings, and you have ...... on your body too Oh, the word flu is the word of the doctor on my side, and the doctor in that world also calls it that, the full name is [influenza]......"

“...... You're really careful, you have an immune system designed for you, but I don't recommend it, it's better to wait for it to form naturally and then improve it, like building a road on a lawn...... No, I'm not denying you, your immune system is very effective, it's a proud fact, I just don't think it's suitable for promotion, it's too easy to go wrong......"

Just a while after he began to hear auditory hallucinations, a new riot appeared in the country, and terrifying flesh monsters began to appear everywhere, devouring everything around them, expanding and dividing themselves, and quickly respawning even a small piece of minced flesh.

And worst of all, before discovering the right way to deal with the monster, a reckless chivalrous man single-handedly blew up a monster by the river, and the monster's flesh slice went down the river, turning the entire river into a river of sarcoma, and in a moment it was devastating.

These were not related to astrologers who had lost their astrological abilities in the first place.

Until he accidentally eats a table with his hand, and instantly grows an ugly twisted tentacle.

Endless pleasure and a sense of freedom took possession of him, asking him to continue devouring, to continue to reproduce, to get rid of all the shackles of boredom!

But as an astrologer, his strong mental ability and sanity allowed him to control himself in time.

As a prophet of royal worship, he has witnessed the fall of countless cults and the fall of evil gods, even if he has really completely mutated, the best way to survive is to remain normal, otherwise only destruction awaits him!

So he ate all the superfluous parts that grew on his body, continued to play the role of an astrologer, and when the shackles of his birth disappeared, he made another one for himself.

Sure enough, the rampant flesh monsters were completely solved before they even lasted for half a year, and the river of flesh and blood was also completely purified by the Danjian Gate, which made him feel his wisdom.

"Well, your immune system has a unique way of responding to the emergence of cancer, and it's worth studying...... But more importantly, normal...... Cancer does not occur at all...... You're too adventurous...... In case of...... And there are still ...... remaining."

After that, the auditory hallucinations reappeared, and when he heard [Vampire] and [Flu] before, he could only forcibly memorize these unheard terms, but this time he immediately understood: those flesh and blood monsters are, they are, and the [cancer] in the mouth of this voice!

So whose voice is it? Is it the manifestation of the Great Dao...... No, the person who said this did not have cancer, and the person who heard it was the embodiment of this world......

Something left, your existence discovered?

No, if this is the case, there is no reason for him to be alive, and besides, is he the only one who can keep his sanity and carry out the latent "cancer"?

The source of most of the flesh monsters is nowhere to be found, because once they begin to grow explosively, they will completely lose their human form and devour all the matter around them in an instant, and all the people who die in that instant may even be the source of the matter, so although the riot of the flesh monsters itself has been suppressed, the cause of the riot has never been discovered.

At that time, he was still an astrologer, and he obtained a list of missing persons divided by region, and was keenly aware of the hidden clues.

In every area where flesh and blood monsters have erupted, there are traces of the activities of the cult that was destroyed because of him, and among the missing people in each area there is at least one person who is directly or indirectly related to the cult, there are prisoners who have been imprisoned, and there are also officers and soldiers who have been injured in the battle with the cult.

He took the initiative to expose this clue to the superiors, and asked to investigate all those who had any kind of contact with that cult, and expectedly, another astrologer at the observatory who had also dealt with that cult strongly objected to this, and pointed out that he was also suspected of being directly retaliated against by that evil god.

He immediately recognized that the man had also mutated.

So he put forward a suggestion to let the head of the Danjian Sect personally inspect the two, forcing the man to take the initiative to break out, but before he could do anything, he was turned into powder by the [Towering Sword] of the head of the Danjian Sect.

It turned out that he was not the only one who discovered this clue, Dan Jianmen also had suspicions, but the emperor and the stargazing platform were unwilling to tamper with the former heroes without conclusive evidence, which caused the investigation to be blocked.

But only a person of such a high position as an astrologer could enjoy this treatment, and the investigation of those suspected with a lower status had already begun to be carried out in secret, and perhaps his plans would be in vain for a few days.

Luckily, his plan succeeded, and the success of that colleague's self-explosion put him in the blind spot of people's thinking, and no one would doubt him anymore!

“...... Transfers are also contained...... The sharpness is beyond imagination...... As a [!@匚#¥ Ya%& raw ......] I am reluctant to admit ......"

Although there was a completely incomprehensible noun in the middle, he understood one thing, and that was that he was already safe.

But he still hasn't given up his desire to be truly free, he can't give up, unlike ordinary people who don't even know the existence of shackles, how long will he be able to suppress himself when he has been free?

So he abandoned his family, which had long been meaningless to him, and embarked on the road to the west.

He wants to go to a place far away from people and civilization, away from the so-called "immune system", where he silently strengthens himself.

It's a pity that when he walked into the great desert, perhaps because of the mental relaxation caused by thinking that he was safe, he accidentally had a superfluous thought that should not have been generated.

Those auditory hallucinations, he wanted to hear more clearly.

“...... I'm glad I checked it out for you...... It's not good...... Latent period...... I'm going to do it for you...... No, at least I'll help you target ......."

The moment he heard this, he knew that something was wrong, but he had no power to resist, and by the time he realized it, he had been splashed with a layer of red liquid.

Red as blood, as sticky as lacquer, as pungent as a brush, as if an invisible hand had brushed him on the ground, and he was soaked in the sudden red liquid and stuck to the desert.

The area he was in at that time was not stable, because of the wind and the activity of underground creatures, the desert would rise and fall like the sea, but he would not be buried by quicksand, no matter how the landscape changed, he would always stick to the surface of the desert, like a floating corpse floating on the surface of the sea.

He struggled as hard as he could to escape, and even endured severe pain in an attempt to devour the strange color, but he didn't catch up in the end.

A fair-skinned blonde woman of an alien race and a Qin and Han knight found him almost at the same time, two warriors from completely different cultural circles, who obviously did not understand words but had the same purpose, and generally had the same strong will, ignored his pleas and justifications, ignored his coaxing and inducements, and killed him.

Yes, the astrologer died then.

When the consciousness of the unrecognizable is born, it is already after the great desert has been completely polluted by filth.

He seems to have been re-embodied by the filth, but somehow he has escaped the identity of the shadow.

Leaving behind the polluted past, the past where there was nothing to be nostalgic for, he searched for anything to be food in a world already overrun by black mud and sand.

In the end, he found a paradise that belonged only to him in the gap between time and space.

It was the fragment of the contradiction between the past and the survivors of a very small territory, the United Kingdom, who had occupied most of the world, and the Present, which neither the Filth nor the United Kingdom could use, but these residues could be excellent food for him.

But he knew that this was not a long-term solution, that he could not survive in a world occupied by filth, and that the Qin and Han people had not been extinct, and that their combat power had even developed in the United Kingdom.

The most unacceptable thing for the unrecognizable is that the shadow of the Qin and Han people in the past will instinctively try to exterminate him!

He has great resentment and disgust for where he once came from, but he has nothing to do after all, even if he has only cursed in his mouth, he has no one to talk to.

It was in that land that he began to establish his own kingdom.

It is said that it is a kingdom, but in fact all the inhabitants are just his doppelgangers, as an existence that has broken the shackles, he has no need to give birth, society is not needed for him, and he himself is a perfect creature.

This false kingdom is only a testament to his humanity, a remnant of the past, a weakness that he needs to get rid of.

It's just that he didn't wait for the day when he succeeded in getting rid of his weakness, and someone ruined it for him.

His paradise was dyed gray.

That abominable man in gray.

The Unrecognizable One thought that he had grown, that he had made the most of his freedom, and that he should be invincible in his own paradise!

Even if the head of the Danjian Sect appeared here, he was confident that he would be able to repel him, he felt that he was so powerful!

But the man in gray appeared with a branch broken from nowhere.

The gray sword ray, even if it was just a little rubbed, would spread like fire, like water penetrating, like electricity penetrating, strangling him from the cellular level.

Hundreds of years of accumulation disappeared in the blink of an eye in front of the gray-clothed man like a summer snowfall.

If it weren't for that Roth's superfluous thoughts that he noticed, he might have disappeared into this world in despair, right?

But as soon as he found hope, he immediately gushed with endless motivation.

He used his body as bait to lure the Grey Man into chasing him, while secretly regaining his strength in the Promised Land with the remaining pieces of flesh, and snatching a sneak start as he passed through the illusion where Roth was, or the Fragment of Time and Space.

Although he didn't have the strength to wipe out the damn Grayman's host at the time when he was hunted down by the Gray-Clothed Man, he managed to leave a mark on Roth's body, and he only needed to solve the problem in one fell swoop when the time came.

But when that Lot returned to reality from that fragment of space-time, he somehow couldn't perceive the mark he had left on Rot's body, and it was not a fun experience to avoid the pursuit in the cracks of time and space, where time was not even linear.

Of course, he actually wanted to use this to get rid of the gray man, but who knew that the gray man's ability to stalk was far beyond his imagination, even if he escaped to the past timeline, the gray man's sword was still with him, and this little trick in turn became an accomplice to torture himself.

Whether it would be different to escape into the fragment of time in the future, he also had this kind of thought, but he still didn't have the guts.

Now that the past of this world has been eroded by filth, there is no possibility that there will be no one else in these fragments of the past who is not good for him, but the future is not certain, at least in his opinion, the United Kingdom does not look like it will be short-lived, who knows if there will be a strong man like the head of the Danjian Sect or this man in gray in the future?

No, this is not a doubt, he had passed by a fragment of the future in the process of fleeing, although it was very vague, but he still saw a sword-wielding figure with a golden light, even through the barrier of time and space, he could still sense a terrible threat from that figure.

What was even more terrifying was that the figure that should not have noticed him actually moved its gaze to him! This should be impossible, because the fragment is one-way, and can only observe the future from the present, and it is impossible to reverse it!

But he was guided away by his instincts, and no longer dared to approach a place that might connect to the future.

Finally, when he was almost desperate again, he felt the mark he had left on Rot.

That Roth seemed to have entered some piece of space-time again.

He immediately let the clone who had already recovered a certain strength in the Promised Land entangle the man in gray, and fled here with a desperate fight.

But things don't always go his way.

That space-time fragment actually has a master, and there is even a filthy power there, forming a delicate balance with the power of the owner of the space-time fragment, the vortex of blood and darkness is like a thin eggshell, but it is seamless to drill.

Even if he activated the blood left on Rot's body through this eggshell, it would only allow him to suffer fatal injuries.

What if that Roth doesn't die?

Is that the host of the gray-clothed man really going to die because of a mere fatal injury? Once he fails, he will have no strength to turn the tables!

Maybe it's because the Great Dao of this world is really dead, and there are times when he is lucky for an existence like this—the owner of this space-time fragment is interested in the blood he left on Rot's body!

So the Unrecognizable One controlled her flesh and blood so that they appeared to be in perfect shape as if they were gradually being mastered by the owner of the shard, and succeeded in luring her to add his flesh to the vortex of blood and darkness.

There was still a seam in the eggshell after all.

In the process, he also learns the true identity of the shard's owner: a vampire.

Isn't it the [flu] in the mouth of the superior being? Such an existence dares to cause trouble to itself!

Everything that had happened after that had turned out to be as he had expected, he should have been able to kill the hosts of the strange Grey Man once and for all!

When the gray sword qi suddenly appeared, piercing through the blood-colored thorns.

When the whole castle was stained gray, and even the sarcomas that adhered to the plane withered because of it.

The face is unrecognizable, I was going to run away again, as long as I live, as long as I live, there is hope!

But he soon noticed something.

"Hahahahaha! Why have you become so weak! Could it be that you haven't actually rushed over yet, but in order to save your host, you forcibly descended on him, right? Oh, looking at you like this, it's no different from the advent rites of those evil gods, what are you? Is it a sword that guards this world, or is it an evil god who has misplaced himself?"

Sitting on the side, Lijielit didn't know what the evil god was ritualizing, but the scene in front of her was very similar to the appearance of an angel descending or a demon possessing her.

But does this man in gray have a godhead?

No, Ligeret has fought the Lord of Hell, the incarnation of the true god at close range, and is very sensitive to the aura of divinity, and has many unique opinions, which obviously does not exist in the gray-clothed man.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" asked Lijlit.

Although he is indeed suppressed by the unrecognizable person everywhere, it should not be useless at all.

"You, heh, it's just a flu-like thing......" said the unrecognizable man disdainfully.

"So what do you mean by the flu! You're a over there!"

The man in gray looked at the long knife in his hand, and the sword mang, which was originally in the shape of a sword no matter what weapon he was holding, began to adapt to the weapon this time and turned into the shape of a knife.

However, it was not in the shape of a long sword, but a large exaggerated heavy sword, with nine rings hanging from the back of the sword, and even though it was formed by a gray sword, it still revealed a faint gold.

The unrecognizable one was very vigilant, but he couldn't figure out what the other party's point was in doing this, even if he changed the shape of the sword, the total amount of power he had now would not change.

He had been killed by the Gray Man and had countless clones, and he was all too familiar with how much strength the other party needed to kill him!

"I didn't think you had the intelligence to bluff, I thought you were just a killing machine!" the unrecognizable sneered.

“...... moves, there was no need to ...... before" The man in gray responded to his words for the first time.

So he immediately regretted that he hadn't run away sooner.

The man in gray slashed it down.

It's as if everything in this castle is a painting, and this painting is now unveiled, revealing the real stage under the veil.

Lijliet found herself sitting on the moon!

She recognized it, because she had been on the moon out of curiosity, and the crater was the view of the moon's surface!

The unrecognizable man was terrified, and he couldn't find a way to escape!

"Moves, moves, ridiculous, what other moves are available at your level!" he chuckled dryly, turning into a turbulent stream of flesh and blood, and pounced on the man in gray.

"Yes. ”

The man in gray raised his hand, but the knife in his hand disappeared somewhere.

"Eclipse the moon. ”

So it was the day of the lunar eclipse.

The play was over, the curtain fell, and the Men in Gray and Lijliet returned to the castle together, and the space shattered by the previous battle was repaired at some point, and everything seemed to return to the way it was before the arrival of the Unrecognizable One, as if someone had taken advantage of the short time before the play was finished.

Only a black moon was shining that shouldn't have existed, piercing the castle's dome and reflecting in Ligerett's eyes.

The man in gray made a gesture of retracting the knife with his hand, which was obviously not holding anything.

The long knife was inserted back into its scabbard.

The black moon was gone.