Chapter 269 Sacred Blood

Arkham Central Hospital.

After the skull on the altar was taken away, the special parasites floating throughout the hospital died quickly like humans who had lost oxygen.

At the same time, the terrifying wind and sand outside the hospital gradually calmed down.

The dark sky outside, shrouded in sandstorms, quickly returned to brightness at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the corridor on the fifth floor, broken glass and wall bricks were scattered in the corridor, and the huge monster had disappeared for unknown reasons.

Director Whickert, who was covered in blood and lying on the ground, kept coughing up blood and looked like he was about to die.

"After I die... there is no need to bury me in the ground or erect a monument. Just scatter my ashes into the sky." Whickert said with difficulty.

Dr. Morsi beside him said: "Don't say such stupid things."

As he spoke, he took out a syringe the size of a thumb from his pocket.

This syringe comes with its own needle. The syringe is made of special metal and looks very strong.

Most of the silver-gray needle tube is silver-grey, with only a vertical transparent structure with precise scales on it.

Through the transparent structure, it can be seen that there is a mixture of milky white and blood red liquid inside.

Whitaker said feebly: "I know my body well. That guy's tentacles have crushed my stomach, liver and all my intestines."

As he said that, Whickert's bloody hands pinched the corner of Dr. Morsi's clothes and said, "Morsi, we have some friendship. I hope I can fulfill my last wish."

Dr. Murthy picked up the needle, reached out and touched Whitaker's left chest. After determining the position of his heart, he inserted the needle directly into it and injected all the liquid inside.

"You're not dead yet, so there's no need to be so anxious to say anything about your last wishes."

"It's a waste of effort, I..." Whickert's mouth suddenly froze in mid-sentence.

Immediately, you can see the muscles all over his body begin to squirm rapidly.

At this moment, Whickert felt an extremely powerful warm current burst out in his heart, and then quickly swept through his entire body along with the blood.

After that, he felt that his meager consciousness became clearer and clearer, and at the same time, he felt a severe itching all over his body.

He was very familiar with this kind of itching, because it was a process that occurred when wounds were healing.

He wanted to use all his strength to raise his head and look at his chest, but suddenly found that his body was much stronger than he thought.

He raised his head easily, and then found that the wounds on his skin and the big holes in his body were healing quickly.

"What...what did you inject into me!?" Whickert asked in shock.

Morsi smiled mysteriously: "The sacred blood will prevent you from dying as long as you still have breath."

As he spoke, Morsi looked at Whickert and said, "What's a pity is that the opponent's attack method has a very special power. This blood can only heal the wounds on your body, but it cannot regenerate your organs."

At this time, Whickert's missing left eye, right arm, and internal organs could not be repaired.

This is impossible for normal people to survive, but after all, Whickert is a high-level transcendent with close to level 40 strength, so he can still live a normal life at this time, but his overall strength will be reduced by 50%.

At this time, Whitaker felt that he had returned to a normal body. He stood up and touched his abdomen with his remaining left hand. Although it was empty, the skin had completely healed.

"How do you have such a thing?" Whitaker's face was full of shock.

Morsi said proudly: "This is the blood therapy invented by the young master."

As he spoke, the time for the muscle enhancer on Morsi's body was up, and under Whickert's gaze, he transformed from a muscular giant back to an ordinary person.

"Is this also... the power of blood healing?"

Morsi nodded: "Of course."

At this time, the door on the side suddenly opened, and Hardy hurried out with Charlemagne.

"Is there any sacred blood?" Charlemagne asked hurriedly.

Morsi handed over the second iron injection and asked, "Who will use it?"

Charlemagne quickly said: "Eve, the leader of the Grand Theater, Mr. Cos has eliminated the Desert Emperor, but in order to save those people possessed by the undead, Eve is ready to become the container for the King in Yellow's script and bring the entire desert Wang Ting’s strength remains, but now her physical fitness can’t keep up.”

Upon hearing this, Morsi knew that this was something that was beneficial to his young master. He handed over the injection directly and said: "This one injection is probably not enough. Wayne, take Charlemagne back and get him three more."

"Okay!" Wayne, who had returned to normal, took Hardy and Charlemagne to leave.

Whickert, who heard the whole story clearly, said: "Princess."

"What?" Everyone was stunned.

Whickert said: "The desert emperor's weakness is his imperial concubine. His imperial concubine is not among all the actors in the Grand Theater this time, right?"

Charlemagne thought for a moment and nodded: "Indeed not."

"Tell Eve to find the imperial concubine and become the imperial concubine. Only in this way can he appease the Desert Emperor. Otherwise, even if she becomes a mother, she will be exploded by the power of the Desert Emperor."

"After all, the power of a demigod is not something that an ordinary person can bear."

Charlemagne nodded immediately and said, "Thank you for your advice!"

After that, leave quickly.

Murthy looked at Whicket: "I didn't realize you knew that group of guys quite well."

Whit: "The Desert Emperor is the most outstanding among all the followers of the Yellow King. His stories and deeds are widely circulated in our circle. He believed in the Yellow King to save his concubine, and it was also because of his concubine that he turned from a tyrant into a wise king."

"In the end, it was also because of his concubine's strong thoughts that he took the last step after his death and achieved the form of a demigod."

Murthy did not dwell on this issue too much. At this time, he turned his head and looked around: "What are the parasites in the air?"

"These worms are called Deep Valley Brain Eaters, and they come from a world that does not belong to this world. The mysterious place in the world usually appears with the wind and sand of the Yellow King. They will parasitize in the human body and connect the human spirit with the Yellow King. "

"What are the consequences?"

"The direct consequence is that these people will see the indescribable great existence and go crazy, and then their own existence will be gradually assimilated in the madness, and finally become the servants of the Yellow King."

After a pause, Whicket stood up and added: "This form is irreversible. Once it becomes, it will never come back."

Murthy said seriously: "We need your help now, Whicket."

"If I can help in any way, I will definitely help." Whicket, who was grateful to Murthy, answered seriously.