Chapter 428 Rescue
"What's still there?"
Love asked loudly, pointing the pistol at Dr. Miller's head.
The doctor's mouth was split open, revealing sharp fangs. It was undoubtedly a manifestation of a zombie, and he was even a little out of control!
For a rational ghoul, this is an unlikely scenario.
Unless...his spirit has suffered some horrible shock and influence.
That is something more terrifying than a zombie!
Dr. Miller, in a state of delirium and madness and terrified, curled up in a fetal position, spoke in broken .
From his confused description, Love managed to piece together what had happened.
This ogre doctor was indeed a very cautious person, and even his closest people did not discover his identity.
Until recently, he got a few fragments of pages, which were said to be from the "Voodoo Rituals" of the old colonial people. The text on them was very fascinating.
Especially one of the sentences, 'The life of all things lies in the blood, blood is the source of life, blood is the fountain of atonement, blood is a beautiful thing that pleases the great existence! '
Dr. Miller kept repeating this to me.
Originally he survived mainly by drinking blood, and after coming into contact with those fragments of pages, although he was careful not to learn or record anything, the influence still occurred unconsciously.
Madness and mutation accumulate little by little, and the desire for gluttony can no longer be suppressed.
Finally, the day before, he attacked his nurse, trembling as his animality overwhelmed his humanity.
After opening the floodgates of reason, something even more terrifying happened.
That hunt seemed to satisfy some ritual and summoned an invisible being.
It was wrapped around Miller, invisible and intangible, and no one could see it, but it kept tempting Miller to fall with its whispers that were like honey and snake juice.
After just being harassed for one night, he had already fallen into a state of madness.
If Love had arrived a little later, he might have seen a completely crazy zombie.
"Damn... is it related to other supernatural creatures? Or the kind that we have no information about..."
Luo Fu felt his hair stand on end. In the thick darkness all around him, there seemed to be an indescribable .
Hiss!
Hiss!
He seemed to hear the hissing sound of snakes and be licked by the snakes' tongues.
"Use your flesh and blood to please the Great Being... He promises you glory!"
A vague voice, whose meaning could be clearly understood but was expressed in an unknown language, appeared in Luo Fu's mind.
His heart settled down immediately: "This summoning ritual has not been completely successful. The summoned follower has not yet completely descended... It is illusory, needs a physical body, and needs to follow rules... So you are tempting me?"
Love has extraordinary experience in handling paranormal cases.
When he felt his heart waver, he took out a small pill from his belt without hesitation and put it in his mouth.
pain!
When the bitter taste spread, unspeakable pain suddenly swept through his whole body.
But it was in this pain that Love suddenly woke up from the nightmare and regained control of his body.
At this time, he saw that Miller on the opposite side had gone completely crazy, his fingers turned into sharp claws, and he was completely transformed into a zombie, pouncing towards him.
Bang!
The sharp sound of gunfire suddenly rang out in the cave...
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"Well... According to the knowledge I have gained during this period, it should be completely feasible to train the Wind Chaser Hounds and turn them into 'postmen' to deliver some messages or packages... "
Fang Xian and Eric walked side by side. On the surface, they were talking and laughing, but in fact they were thinking about how to control their clan.
This is something Hopkins had done a long time ago, and he could do the same.
At this time, an investigator came towards us.
It's Clark Carter!
Eric and Fang Xian quickly stepped aside and bowed.
Clark Carter nodded, with a hint of gloom between his brows, and walked over.
"A lot of investigators have returned recently..." Eric said with emotion, "I didn't expect that we can still run into Mr. Carter so often. He is a living legend! He once solved the Dream Giant case!"
"yes!"
Fang Xian echoed a few words and felt a little uncomfortable.
After getting what they wanted , there was nothing left to be nostalgic about the Unnamed Island, and there was instead a risk of being exposed.
However, if you leave without any reason, you are asking for trouble.
'I need to go out into the world... to experiment with some new spells, to compose some new poetry.'
"But... what's the excuse?"
Fang Xian pressed his temples, thinking in distress.
At this time, a new student came over: "Rocca... there is a letter for you in the mailroom..."
His expression was solemn, but he said comfortingly, "Don't worry."
"Um?"
Fang Xian's inspiration was touched, and he vaguely felt that the opportunity had arrived.
He thanked the other party, went to the mail room and picked up the letter.
Because the Unnamed Island is blocked by mysterious forces, it is impossible to lay a telephone line or send or receive telegrams here. Some primitive letters are the only channel of information.
He skillfully opened the envelope, pulled out a piece of letter, and read it quickly: "Luo Fu... is missing?"
Fang Xian was a little surprised.
But it's normal if you think about it. Investigators encounter countless dangerous situations, and disappearing is already considered a good thing.
After all, there is no direct death.
Of course, most of the missing investigators don’t end up well, and only a small number return safely, solve their problems, and become legends.
"No, Love, my teacher, my partner..."
Fang Xian's heart was calm, but a deep sadness appeared on his face.
"Ah...take it easy, young man, this is the norm for us investigators!"
The old man who was reading a newspaper sighed, as if he had seen this scene many times.
"No, I believe my teacher must be fine. I want to save him. I want to apply to leave the island!"
Fang Xian said in a firm tone.
"you……"
The old white man put down the newspaper and was really touched.
The opportunity to study at the headquarters is what other investigators dream of, but this young man actually gave it up for his partner?
It really deserves the evaluation of being a 'good partner'.
"You'd better think it over carefully..." the old man couldn't help but advise.
"I've thought it through clearly. Luo Fu is not only my partner, but also my teacher and my benefactor. I must go back immediately and rescue him!"
Fang Xian was very determined.
joke!
It's a rare opportunity to have such a wonderful excuse, it would be a waste not to use it.
Among this group of students, there were a few who dropped out of training halfway due to various reasons. He mixed in with them and was not very eye-catching.
As for Love?
He really intended to rescue the other person if he was still alive.
