Chapter 227 Curse Sequence
"Well... let me tell you, a zombie tide can't break through the city."
"At least a dozen top-level transcendents who are half-step legends appeared last night. This is strange. How could there be so many... Most of the top combat forces in Glory City are probably here."
"Didn't you hear that [Frost Moon Swordsman] Carlo would also be here? Where did you get this information?"
"An old friend whose identity is inconvenient to reveal."
"oh……"
Ryan and Guy were chatting in the shed. Naretta, the little girl, was not extraordinary, and was very sleepy, so she curled up in the thatched pile of the shed and fell asleep.
When the sky began to brighten and gradually turned green, the city was empty and there were almost no living people.
Everyone was scavenging among the pile of bones outside the city, and whatever they found was a profit.
…
After chatting for most of the night, Ryan got to know Gaia better.
The two chatted about everything, including supernatural powers, martial arts, swordsmanship, gossip...
Guy is a very talkative guy and knows a lot.
He has traveled through many provinces of the two empires over the years, and his life experience is so rich that it is amazing. His knowledge is like an encyclopedia, and he seems to know everything.
Not only did he dabble in it, he was also proficient in many other areas, including astrology, literature, archaeology, forging, alchemy, etc. He also mastered at least ten local languages of the two empires.
If it weren't for his poor physical condition, Ryan thought he was a very romantic guy.
After chatting all night, he finally believed what this guy said before, that when he was young, he was the dream lover of all the ladies in Sid's upper society.
It's definitely impossible to achieve success with just a good appearance, but this guy is really talented.
This was the first time Ryan felt like he was eating a lemon.
Even though he possessed an "intelligent brain database", he could hardly win the conversation over a guy who relied on his brain for memory.
However, talent aside, Guy's experiences over the past decade are truly heartbreaking to hear.
A pair of legs, walking alone for countless miles.
It was the first time Ryan heard that a person could cross two empires alone in the wilderness on foot and still survive.
In Guy's own words, he had already made up his mind to die, and there was no point in his life where he could not go any lower, so danger avoided him.
A very philosophical statement.
…
The early morning light poured down on the earth and also illuminated the shed.
The soft light shone on Naretta's sleeping face. She could hear a few inaudible mumblings in her sleep and enjoyed the brief peace and tranquility in her dream.
As the two were chatting, they heard someone talking in his sleep and their eyes turned over.
Ryan frowned slightly and expressed his opinion: "Naretta's bloodline should be inherited from the previous generation. If I am not mistaken, some of her gene chains may be different from those of normal humans. I guess she may be of some ancient bloodline... The curse of her bloodline may be a supernatural power..."
The two of them had become quite familiar with each other, and Guy had also determined that Ryan was not a person with "evil intentions".
There was nothing to hide, so he nodded: "Yes. I once saw a related record in an ancient book. Her bloodline might be a family called 'Curse Clan'."
After a pause, he continued, "I once encountered an ancient cave while traveling. The murals inside recorded a 'Seventy-two Gods' who had been forgotten by the world. That was the second-ranked [Nightbearer] Lavinia. The 'Curse Law Sequence' inherited by that god should be the exclusive inheritance of the 'Curse Clan'... Unfortunately, no usable extraordinary formula can be found now. Otherwise, Naretta's blood curse might still be under control..."
"The second-ranked general?"
Ryan heard a completely unfamiliar name.
Only a part of the inheritance of the seventy-two gods has been passed down, and many of them have been completely cut off. This [Nightbearer] Lavinia is the name of a god he has never heard of.
He had indeed never heard of a "Curse Sequence" with any related potions passed down, not even from his teacher Irubek.
After thinking about it, Ryan asked again: "Have you tried other mysterious potions... such as the 'Disaster Sequence' and the 'Plague Sequence'?"
"I have tried other genetic drugs on her. But without exception, they were all rejected by her bloodline."
Guy shook his head, sighed slightly, and said, "If we can't find a special advanced potion, the curse power in her body will be out of control. Now that she is growing up, the power is getting stronger and stronger. I am very worried..."
“It’s a real problem.”
Ryan also found it a little strange.
This is the first time I've heard that extraordinary advancement requires exclusive bloodline.
Even the werewolves like Basel can advance to other ordinary extraordinary sequences.
Any sequence with strict inheritance conditions is prone to being lost. If this "cursed sequence" really requires a dedicated bloodline, it is reasonable that it is lost.
Apparently, Guy had tried many methods, but all failed.
He expressed his worries and said, "And I'm worried that if I die, Naretta's situation will be even worse. No one wants to bring such a person from the Curse Clan who will bring bad luck... She doesn't understand the common language, and is unwilling to speak. She doesn't understand the ways of the world, and doesn't know how to make a living..."
It's like a kind old father, mumbling on and on while dying.
He was very clear about his physical condition, which was indeed very bad. In a year or so at most, the toxins would completely make him lose the ability to walk. Who would take care of this little girl then?
Guy said this and looked at Ryan again, "Over the years, I have met countless people, but few of them are not affected by the curse. Doctor, you are one of the few people I have met who is 'full of righteousness'."
Ryan shrugged, not thinking that the other party was praising him.
In this world where the strong prey on the weak, the so-called "righteousness" does not seem to be a word of praise in the eyes of the public.
Having this trait that is not recognized by mainstream ideas means that you will be in a very bad situation.
For example, the one in front of you.
Once the Sword of Justice, now a sloppy old man.
At this point, Guy looked at Ryan and said meaningfully: "Whether it is 'momentum' or 'intention', it is all to protect the unshakable faith in your heart. If you hold on to righteousness and stick to your heart, you will realize what you want."
This is similar to what the high priest Mafa said.
Ryan understood something, but he still felt like something was missing. He was not surprised that Guy could see that he was at the bottleneck of the second level, so he asked curiously, "Senior Guy, what sword meaning did you understand?"
"My sword intention?"
Hearing this, Guy's cloudy eyes were filled with emotion, as if someone had untied a scar that he didn't want to mention.
But it seemed that he also wanted to give Ryan some advice. After thinking for a moment, he said without hiding anything, "When I first entered the swordsmanship, I comprehended the 'unsullied sword intent'. My heart was pure, and my sword power was naturally smooth. Wherever the sword pointed, nothing could be broken."
After a pause, he changed the subject, "However, that great change broke my state of mind, and my sword will was also shattered. Over the years, I have re-recognized myself, and on top of the 'Pure Sword Will', I have comprehended a new sword will, called... 'Evil Cannot Suppress Justice'!"
After Guy said this, he did not make any moves, but his aura suddenly changed. The feeling of using aura to clear away the turbidity around and make people's minds clear appeared again.
Obviously, he intended to give guidance and repay Ryan, and showed his sword skills to Ryan without reservation.
"Evil cannot prevail over good?"
Ryan felt it was not very real. "Intention" was illusory to begin with. Except for the person himself, outsiders were all confused.
What's more, he was still a layman who had not even comprehended the "momentum" of the face, and the "sword intent" was still too far away for him.
After thinking about it, he found another actual reference target and asked politely, "Senior Guy, how is your swordsmanship compared to that of the current 'Top Ten Legends' [Frost Moon Swordsman] Carlo?"
"once?"
Guy smiled and shook his head, seemingly disagreeing with the term.
He narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he said: "My swordsmanship used to be unmatched in the world. Now, after I have comprehended the 'Way of the Sword', no one can match me anymore."
Hearing this,
Ryan's instinct told him that this guy was just showing off and bragging.
But his intuition told him that this guy was telling the truth.
Guy smiled, and his domineering aura instantly dissipated, as if it had never appeared. "Of course, it's just my understanding of the way of the sword . As for cultivation, I'm a cripple with half my body buried in the ground, so of course I'm a million miles away."
Ryan: “…”
At this time, Guy looked at Naretta who was sleeping soundly, as if he suddenly thought of something, and he hesitated to speak, "Doctor, can I ask you a favor? If..."
When Ryan heard this opening line, he guessed that he was probably going to entrust his child to someone else for something.
He rolled his eyes and refused directly: "Don't! The situation may not be that bad. The toxins in your body..."
Before he could finish his words, just as he was about to say that the poison could be cured, a group of angry guys rushed over.
Guy frowned when he saw the person coming and said to Ryan, "I might be in trouble. Please stay away from us. Don't get involved."
…
"Damn Plague God, it's all your fault. My 'Black Wind Territory' has suffered such a huge loss!"
The leader was a green-haired young man wearing a gorgeous woolen suit, with a row of pure gold buttons with the family coat of arms on his chest, and tassels on his epaulettes... This kind of aristocratic clothing is very recognizable, and one can guess at a glance that he is a noble.
Behind the young man followed a group of armored guards with the logo of their group on their shoulder straps. They were the city security team.
The green-headed man walked over and yelled at Guy from a distance: "Guy, you damned fellow, take that 'ghost girl' and get out of my territory! Last night, you caused me to lose a mechanical city!"
Guy listened in silence, like a prisoner acquiescing to his crime.
At this time, the quarrel was so loud that it woke up Naretta who was sleeping soundly.
Then, a funny scene occurred.
The group of people who were so fierce just now shrank their necks like mice seeing a cat. They dared not approach the straw hut anymore and stopped more than 20 meters away.
These faces perfectly express the awkward feeling of "being extremely angry, but not daring to take action".
Ryan looked at her with a slight smile on his face, and suddenly felt that the Buff of the "Curse Clan" seemed to be very useful. Those with evil intentions did not dare to harm her, and those with good intentions would not hurt her.
Although Naretta didn't understand what happened when she woke up, she could sense the malice of the people who came. She stared at the group of people coldly and returned to her zombie-like expression.
The green-headed man's face twitched as he watched, and he dared not speak anymore. He poked the security captain next to him.
The rosacea-nosed captain had no choice but to walk out with gritted teeth.
Then this guy used the most polite words to give the most serious order: "Mr. Guy, that... the city lord's order, you are expelled. From now on, please leave the city immediately..."
Guy nodded calmly.
If it were someone else, having caused such great losses to the territory, he would have been chopped into pieces long ago.
But they didn't dare to harm the father and daughter for fear of bad luck.
The previous large-scale hunting groups that were hostile to this little girl were inexplicably wiped out, which has long proved how evil it is, and no one dares to risk their life to try it.
They were originally only used as "bait" for hunting and making some small profits. But now that they have caused such a big loss, the superiors have also said that they cannot stay in the city, so they have no choice but to bite the bullet and expel them.
Guy's expression didn't change at all, as if he had already gotten used to everything.
He did not argue, but quietly packed up the few thin blankets in the hut .
Before leaving, Guy looked at Ryan who was not far away. He had some words left unsaid, but he had no chance to say them either. He said goodbye, "Doctor, see you later."
“…”
Ryan frowned as he listened. He was expelled by the city lord, and he could do nothing about it.
But how can this father and daughter, one disabled and the other not even extraordinary, survive in a desert full of dangers?
Even if zombies don't threaten them, what about monsters? How to solve the problem of food, clothing, housing and transportation? In this wasteland, there may not be a mechanical city for hundreds of kilometers. Where can they go on foot? (PS: God knows how they got all the way here.)
"Mr. Guy, wait a minute."
Thinking of this, Ryan did not hesitate any longer. He took out several earthen jars of medicine and stuffed them directly into Guy's pocket. He whispered, "The red-capped ones are for internal use, and the blue-capped ones are for external use . Take them once a day, and they will eliminate the toxins in your body in three days."
"???"
Guy looked at the small jars in his pocket, was stunned at first, and then his face changed drastically.
Detoxification?
How is that possible!
This poison is unique to the "Silver Leaf Clan" and no one else can cure it. How could he say such a thing?
Guy thought he had misheard, but when he looked at Ryan's serious expression, he realized that this young doctor was serious?
If it weren't for the long conversation last night, he would have thought this matter was ridiculous.
But now, he felt that this might be true.
Ryan was shocked at this guy's vast knowledge, so how could Guy not be equally shocked at his ability to quote so many classics at will?
Although he didn't know Ryan's background, he guessed that this was not a simple doctor.
Now seeing that, it is indeed true.
Is there an antidote to my own poison?
Guy felt that he had not felt such shock for many years, but at this moment it surged out like crazy.
Guy was speechless: "You..."
Ryan shook his head, indicating that there was no need to say more: "Take care."
Guy also knew that it was not appropriate to say more at this moment. He smiled bitterly and said two words with a complicated expression, "Thank you."
He turned and called the little girl with dull eyes behind him, "Naretta, let's go."
Then, the father and daughter carried their limited luggage and walked slowly towards the city gate, leaving everyone with a gloomy and distracted back view.
