() God killing people is never a trivial matter in Lost Land. Especially the power that bursts out in an instant and disappears in the blink of an eye. Masters who have reached a certain level and above can detect it, and most people don't need to sleep that night.
Before they figure out why something like this happens, a few people can fall asleep peacefully and have a peaceful sleep.
God killing people is a warning sign. If this act was done by Him on his own initiative, it means that there will be a second, third, or even countless acts. It is not impossible that even the church and the military force under his command will act at the same time, turning it into a holy war in the name of religion.
If God kills people passively, then who will die? What to die for? Many questions and assumptions seem to only make the problem more and more complicated, and then everyone can't sleep.
But among those who suffer from insomnia, it is obvious that they do not include some brave lich who is a master of arts. The burst of divine power was quite familiar to her. But the point is, that divine power is unfamiliar to her, and it's not the same group she went through so much trouble to hunt down. Since it's not the case, then of course you can sleep when you need to, and do whatever you need to do. She has no grudge against those new gods.
Under the introduction of the one-eyed girl, the group found a hotel that rented out a small courtyard for accommodation. There are actually not many such hotels, and their main customers are caravans with carriages and horses. This is also the second time someone has stayed in a hotel with a private courtyard. It's just that I didn't feel anything at all the previous time, but this time I had a strong sense of sight, which was very much like a tel motel on Earth.
But I haven't been able to lie down on the bed for a while. As soon as I saw the simple but comfortable room, I surrendered. He flopped onto the bed with no intention of getting up. It's a pity that a certain lich was so busy that he couldn't let people sleep well.
Moreover, this night was quite uneventful.
There are more than two groups of people making trouble, or wanting to make trouble. In the previous assassinations, there was always the moment when the knife saw red. In response, someone set up unreasonable protective rules. While he is awake, he will use the flash technique to randomly teleport himself to other locations, away from danger. If you fall asleep, you will teleport others randomly, and you will also be away from danger.
But this is one of the magician's base camps. Although in terms of population ratio, non-magicians account for the majority, but purely in terms of quantity, the number of mages here is even greater than that of some small countries. Maybe the mainstream tactics of the Midi Magicians are the same as those of the Berserkers, but that doesn't mean they don't have other methods.
Curse is not the exclusive property of a few people.
Curses cast by evil spirits can be said to be the most common classification. As long as you are like a ghost in hanging boots and intend to follow someone to cause trouble, don't forget that there is a lich here, the ancestor of the undead, standing at the forefront of the undead. Everything Fen saw was stuffed into the ordinary oil lamp.
The material of the oil lamp was quite ordinary, and it was just something someone picked up to make ends meet. But the flame of the lamp is an eternal fire, a magical flame that uses soul as fuel. This is one of the lost magics in Midland, but it has reappeared in the hands of the creator of this magic.
According to this lich, this magic is not picky. It can burn any soul you put in it. And as long as she doesn't take the initiative to release it, the soul used as fuel cannot escape until it is completely burned out.
Some higher-level evil spirits can invade other people's dreams, starting from the soul level...
In the dream, facing the visiting 'evil guest', the fat house avatar chose Freddy, the most talkative person in history, while the middle two avatar chose Freddy, who had a good habit of killing people when he saw them and didn't like to talk nonsense. Jason, these two fierce ghosts will teach these evil spirits in the land how to be ghosts. Not by howling, not by cruelty, but by constantly resurrecting with full blood on the spot and letting other ghosts kill him until he can't bear it anymore and collapses.
"I really can't stand playing with you, these little minions." His fingers slid over the brim of the round hat. The avatar of the fat house licked the sharp finger knife while looking at himself in a red and green striped sweater with a slim figure with satisfaction. , said: "Actually, I've lost weight and I'm quite stylish. Are you right, Sadako?"
A traditional 29-inch picture tube TV next to it suddenly turned on. In the black and white picture was a... violent lolita wearing a white robe? She violently slapped the TV screen from the inside and shouted: "I am not Sadako, let me out from here, I will bite you to death!"
"Oh, there's no way Sadako can't climb out of the TV. You're really useless." As he said that, Feizhai got a piece of paper and pasted it on the TV. It read, 'My Sadako is really useless. use'.
At this time, he had just split an evil spirit into two pieces, dragging his feet upside down. The second incarnation of Jason came to the side and asked: "What does that mean?"
"Well, he's meowing?"
"It's best that's the word you're thinking about."
Flicking his tiffany hat with his finger knife, Fatty said in a pretentious manner: "You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish." However, after waiting for a long time, but could not wait to complain, he noticed Jason and the people on the TV. The two of them stood quietly, silently watching him perform a one-man show. "Hey, are you so cruel? Let me play monkey tricks alone."
"Isn't this what my character is? To kill the protagonists quietly." This is what the big man wearing a hockey mask said.
"Let me out and let me bite you to death. Or you can just go ahead and kill me directly. Whichever one is good, make a decision quickly and stop talking nonsense." This is the TV show where teeth are sometimes gritted, and sometimes life is revealed. Loli said with a cute expression.
In reality, a man who seems to be able to cope with various levels of curses very well ends up falling for it. This also proves from the side that the diversity of magic can still find someone's lack of consideration. Just like firewalls and hackers, there are all kinds of stories of love and death.
And the threat that has been ignored by someone is 'disease', or 'epidemic'.
Since traveling to Lost Land, the man who has never been sick almost thinks that he has no chance of getting sick. You must know that before time travel, as a fat man, he suffered from major and minor ailments, not to mention some chronic diseases. It can be said that apart from the place of work and the place where you buy various video games and animations, the hospital is the place where someone travels most frequently.
However, Midi is a place with good mountains, water, and air, which means that everything you eat, drink, and breathe is extremely healthy. It is completely different from before time travel, when various chemically synthesized ingredients have trained human beings into a different kind of invulnerability.
Coupled with the pressure brought by the cruel nature, someone does not dare to relax his exercise except for the time when he lives in a certain magic tower. In other words, in addition to infections and fevers caused by various traumas, someone did not catch a severe cold and stay in bed for several days because he forgot to cover his stomach while sleeping.
It’s just that for such a healthy body, diseases will eventually come to visit.
When he woke up early in the morning, he felt groggy and hot that he had not experienced in a long time. For a moment, Lin thought that he had gone too far last night. After all, the current climate is probably late spring or early summer, and the night wind is still a bit cool. It just so happened that the window was open last night even though it was bare. Could it be that I caught a cold like this?
After sneezing so hard that mucus almost came to his mouth, someone finally believed that he was really sick.
At this time, of course, you have to find an explanation from the culprit... you have to find a kind-hearted lich to heal yourself. After all, that one is quite good at magic like regenerating severed limbs or resurrecting the dead. Once you can do those things, small things like treating patients shouldn't be a big problem.
Healing diseases is really not a big problem for that lich. The problem is that the lich, who had just reshaped his body from the DNA level not long ago, was most interested in what kind of DNA and what kind of cells.
When someone is sick, he is a guinea pig sent to his door, the best research and experimental subject. There is such an excellent target. If you don't dissect it, you would be sorry for the word "lich".
However, technology must keep pace with the times. Using a knife to cut people into pieces is no longer in line with this lich's values. Fen is now drawing blood, taking samples, and conducting various tests. Even a time traveler who often went to the hospital before time travel couldn't understand what Fen was doing now.
In short, someone wrapped in a big quilt, sneezing, shivering with cold, and coughing from time to time, was listening carefully to the diagnostic instructions from a certain former Demon King. Although that person seemed to be telling tall tales, the listeners couldn't believe it.
"Haha! So what did you say, say it again?" Rubbing his red nose from blowing his nose constantly, Lin wondered if it was due to illness that caused his hearing problem.
"I said, you are not sick."
"Hello! Am I not sick?" Lin's face started to turn red, not sure whether he was excited or had a fever.
"Although I really want to help you find the cause of your disease and cure you. But if you are not sick, then I can't do anything. I can't cure healthy people, unless you also approve my reincarnation treatment. No. There’s nothing that can’t be solved by just one reincarnation.”
It sounded like a cough that was about to blow out your lungs. After he almost calmed down, Lin weakly looked at the lich he once relied on and asked: "If this is not a disease, then what is it?"
Fen thought for a while before making up his mind and said: "I have a guess, but there is no evidence to prove it yet."
"What guess?"
"Could this be a curse rather than a disease caused by a virus or germ?"
"Curse! Haha!" Someone sneezed loudly, remembering that among the gods of Lost Land, there was indeed a God of Disease. A weak divine power, one of the subordinate gods of the Lord of Hades.
There are gods in that system that some worship and some that respect. Those who worship can be classified as cults; those who respect and offer sacrifices are a bit like paying protection fees. I respect you, but please don’t come to me.
Therefore, cursing others to become sick is also within the business scope of the God of Disease. It's just that Lin didn't expect that there would be such a phenomenon where the body was obviously healthy but showed symptoms of disease. It seems that someone has refreshed his understanding of the unreasonable nature of magic.
