White Horse Demon Knight Chapter 1 The God of Death Riding a White Horse

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Edinburgh is known as the capital of wind. The wind blowing from the coast seems to never stop all year round.

The fecal residue picked up by the strong wind flew everywhere on Mile Street, and women wrapped in veils walked through the dense alleys on both sides.

St. Giles, this medieval Gothic cathedral, appears and disappears in the dirty dust, as if you are in a magical world.

At this time, a nobleman came to the door of the church. After crossing himself very piously, he immediately got into the carriage in a hurry.

Compared to the deserted outside, the church was extremely busy inside.

In front of the simple hospital beds in the room, the nuns were praying for the patients and helping them clean up their vomit.

The plague made these people extremely miserable. Severe dehydration caused by Vibrio cholerae made them look more like empty mummies. It seemed that only the prayers of nuns and the cross hanging on the wall could save them. Get that final peace.

At this moment, Arthur Conan Doyle was lying on the table, sleeping deeply. He had not slept for three days and three nights because of the development of antibiotics against cholera.

But no one knew that his soul was wandering in the church at this time.

This is the ability that came with him after traveling through time. He named this ability Soul Wandering.

Ever since he time-traveled into the body of Arthur, who was only ten years old, whenever he fell asleep, his soul or consciousness would break away from his body.

He felt very strange at first, but gradually he discovered that the world under the soul was both strange and very dangerous.

Here, the whole world is in gray tones, and the sun and moon are more like children's paper-cuts, pasted on the sky, making the whole world look fake, cold, boring, and very scary.

The weirdest thing is the doors here. Behind each door, he will randomly enter a different place, as if there is a program error in the portal.

Arthur opened the door to the room at this moment, and the scene in front of him flashed, and he saw many nuns exuding auspicious light, busy in the ward.

As for the patients on the bed, although they all look like skeletons, from the perspective of the soul, they look completely different.

Some of them emit white light and have peaceful faces like normal people, while others exude a stench all over their bodies, and some even have maggots crawling all over their bodies.

After careful observation, he found that this state should have nothing to do with life and death, but more like the true face of every soul.

What he couldn't understand the most was that the light emanating from Father Richardo Belmonte in this church was extremely chaotic, far less pure than that of the nuns.

For this reason, Arthur even doubted his own judgment, because Father Belmont was not only famous among the masses, but judging from his recent contacts, he was also a very respected elder.

He did not stay in the ward for long, but went to the church door leading outside.

The next moment, he transferred to the slum area, which was connected to the dock and was once the area where the cholera epidemic was most severe.

The source of cholera came from these sailors returning from India.

Arthur walked carefully in the narrow streets, because he not only saw many dirty and ugly souls here, but also some terrifying monsters that he called demons.

"Xilulu!" A horse neighed.

Arthur hurriedly hid his body.

I saw a white horse walking in the sky under the gray sky.

It is so handsome, without a trace of color on its body, and its long mane is flying in the wind.

Sitting on the horse was a skeleton knight, wearing a golden crown and holding a black sword. Whenever he waved it, countless black snow-like things would land in the old city.

He had often seen this skeleton knight before. Whenever he dropped those black snowflakes, they would immediately cause the residents to wail in pain.

However, as he successfully developed antibiotics and cured more and more patients, the Devil Knight seemed to be gradually weakening.

Until the past few days, he had not been seen again. Arthur thought he had eliminated him, but he did not expect to encounter this demon again today.

The Skeleton Knight seemed to feel his presence, and rode towards him at lightning speed on his white horse.

This was not the first time that Arthur had faced the pursuit of this demon. He calmly opened the door of a nearby house.

The next moment, he had appeared in another room.

When he saw the owner of this room, he was so frightened that his hair stood up. He saw black water flowing strangely from this person's dark body, and countless sharp spikes sprouted from his hideous face. Thorn, after a while, he returned to his human appearance.

When Arthur was frightened, the neighing of the white horse could be heard outside again. He did not dare to delay any longer and hurriedly opened another door, but before entering, he took a closer look at the owner of the house.

At this moment, the changes on this man's face are getting faster and faster, as if he is making a final struggle.

In an instant, Arthur came to a new room again. The owner of this house was an old woman. Just the opposite of the person he just saw. At this moment, her whole body was shining with a soft light. But the strange thing was that this old woman The man suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at him the next moment.

Arthur was startled. There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that his arrival frightened the old woman and caused her soul to leave her body. The second is that the old woman happened to die at this moment. .

Naturally, he didn't hope it was the second type, but under his spiritual vision, he couldn't check the old woman's body, and at this moment, the sound of a white horse chasing could be heard outside the house.

Arthur could only wave to her politely, and then quickly opened another door. In this way, through constant switching, he finally returned to the church.

At this moment, standing next to his body was his classmate and friend, Jabi Fraser.

Jabi rubbed his hands and kept swaying back and forth on the ground. He wanted to wake Arthur up, but also felt that he should let his good friend sleep for a while longer.

Arthur woke up at this time, "What's your emergency?"

Jabi couldn't help but be overjoyed to see him wake up, but then touched his nose awkwardly.

"I didn't disturb you, did I?"

Arthur rolled his eyes, "If there was music, I would have thought you were dancing just now!"

Jabi scratched his head, "Don't say that! You know, I'm just a little worried."

"Worried about cholera here? Didn't you read the paper I published on the spread of cholera?"

Jabi immediately spread his hands, "Of course I saw it, but I'm still scared. Believe me, there are very few people in Edinburgh who dare to come here."

He was telling the truth. This was originally the city center and the most famous church in Edinburgh. Before he placed the patient here, the church was packed with people every day.

"What you did has caused ambiguity among some nobles. They feel that the poor should not pollute this sacred land."

Arthur could imagine it, because this is not only a church, but also the burial place of some nobles.

Seeing Arthur's slightly frowned brow, Jabi immediately patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, you saved the whole city and made the whole UK proud of you. I believe the Home Secretary is not Will listen to those rumors.”

Arthur nodded, smiled and punched Jabi again.

"What you said is too exaggerated! I am not anyone's pride."

"Haha! Is this an exaggeration? You haven't met Professor Bell yet! You are in his mouth, but so far, he is his greatest student at Edinburgh Medical College. By the way, the professor asked me to tell you that in three days, you Prepare a lecture on the cholera epidemic."

Arthur thought about the patients in the treatment area, "No problem, there are only more than ten left now. There are not many places where I can do my best."

"What, are these people hopeless?"

This was the first time that Jabi saw Arthur so helpless.

"Some of them are allergic to the new drugs, and some are too seriously ill. Now they can only wait for a miracle to appear."