Chapter 146: Smallpox in the Flesh, Bird-Beaked Plague Doctor

Those extraordinary beings who took the route of the [Original Book of Blood] through the Forbidden Book, after completing the sublimation ceremony of the essence of life, began to set foot on the inhuman in all aspects.

It is a pity that even Montezuma II, who enjoys unlimited resource supply, is already the leader among the inhumans in the mid-range.

But he still couldn't stop the pointed little obsidian sword.

"ah--!"

With a shrill howl, the native emperor's thick right arm covered with tiger hair flew up into the air, and was grabbed by [Conqueror] Cortes next to him.

He took off the gold seal ring on his right index finger and put it on his hand.

If you want to be king, of course, this symbol of royal family inheritance is indispensable.

This is true for Byron's Lancaster, this is true for Violet's Harold, and so is Montezuma II's Azik.

With the seal ring in hand, combined with the king's title, he was immediately comparable to a fifth-level law master.

The [Holy Relic: The First Overseas Development Order of the Age of Discovery] above his head shed a glow of victory, and he naturally took away the ownership of the seal ring.

He also acted as a conqueror and completely deprived the indigenous emperor of his last legal authority.

Cortez’s winner takes all and laughs wildly:

"Hahaha, God protects me, I am the final winner!"

Watching the seriously injured and dying indigenous emperor rolling down the stone steps of the ladder from the top of the pyramid, leaving a dazzling path of blood along the way.

That embarrassment was the same as the bleak situation in which he fell from the peak of his life.

The level of desolation was only slightly inferior to the tens of thousands of blood sacrifices he ordered.

If you include mental damage, then he must be the most injured person in the world.

Betrayal of a lover, collusion with foreign enemies, backstabbing oneself, taking away one's family fortune. If you add another setting, it would be enough to serve as the protagonist of a tragic novel.

[Conqueror] Cortez and [Change Enchantress] Beatrice just watched each other fall into the dust with cold eyes.

He was caught by several [Tiger Warriors] and Shamans who rushed back quickly.

In fact, they no longer need to hunt down Montezuma II, or deal with the red-eyed guards who rush towards him crazily.

As yet another god becomes a sacrifice.

Wow.

It's as if a sea has been moved to the sky.

Deep in the dark sky, you can vaguely see the coral reefs growing between the clouds forming a huge palace, and countless strange fish that look like humans, fish, and snakes swim among them.

Under the dim sunlight, the underwater world shed a rippling water-colored light toward the royal city.

However, as if sensing some kind of crisis, countless big fish in the surrounding Texcoco Lake jumped out of the water one after another.

They wanted to escape from here like crazy, but they fell on the shore and died of thirst.

Soon the piercing snoring of snakes mixed with the sound of waves in the sky became louder and louder, overwhelming the shouts of death and screams on the battlefield.

Both the offensive and defensive sides subconsciously stopped fighting and looked up to the sky.

Watching the coral palace in the underwater water getting bigger and bigger, a presence inside the palace that is difficult to describe in words became increasingly clear.

"What is this?"

snake!

There are snakes everywhere!

Sticky, squirming, and densely packed with colorful scales, it is clearly a huge snake ball composed of thousands of venomous snakes.

But what grows on the necks of these venomous snakes are not snake heads, but triangular, corrupted human heads with faces shaped like awls.

It seemed as if it had fallen into eternal hibernation, with its eyes half-closed and half-open, and its forked tongues that were black or gray would spit out from time to time.

It makes people's scalp numb just by looking at it, and they can't help but feel that countless venomous snakes are trying to worm their way into their bodies through their pores.

When the horrible fishy smell invades the sense of smell, hearing, and taste through sight, even the clothes that touch the skin seem to turn into smooth snakeskin.

Then even his scalp and skin started to itch, making people want to peel them off quickly and regain a new life.

Even though he knew it was just a projection and had already had a similar experience, Byron, who was directly below him, did not dare to look up.

"What happened to these 'supernatural phenomena' that have existed for who knows how long before this era?

Not only are they dead and falling into eternal sleep, but they all carry this same stench.

It's unmistakable, just like those human corpses that have been soaked in water for a long time and have turned into giants.

The Kraken's Touch was like this before, Hydera is like this now, and I don't know if Lilith of the Bloodthirsty Order is like this too. "

Some people are as cautious as Byron, but others are so horrified that they forget the dangers of the otherworldly world.

Among the indigenous people under the pyramid closest to the projection, some people looked directly at [Thousand-Faced Serpent Hydra] for too long, and their own anchors were not stable enough.

I couldn't help but start scratching my skin desperately, only to find that the skin on my body had become as loose as snake skin, and it was torn off piece by piece, and what was exposed underneath was a piece of snake scale.

I wanted to scream, but what came out of my throat was no longer a human voice.

After a few breaths, he screamed in despair.

The body completely broke free from the restraints of the skin and exploded into a large squirming venomous snake that bit anyone in sight.

Proving that sentence once again: Compared with those ancient beings that span the entire length of human history, human beings are humble, small and ignorant.

As if it instinctively sensed the delicious "tribute" below, a long black snake shadow hung high from the illusory snake ball.

It drilled into the mouth of the [God of Tyranny] that was always wide open.

Then, countless foreign objects seemed to be rolling under his skin.

In just a short moment, more human-faced venomous snakes drilled out from every hole in his body again.

Every human face that these venomous snakes held was familiar to Byron. They were the many indigenous gods who were eaten at the beginning.

[Sun God] Tonatiuh, [Moon Goddess] Maisli, [Galactic Goddess] Sikenleleke, each face represents the power held by a god.

The human-faced venomous snake slithered its body and swam back to the snake ball towards the sky.

Only one of the venomous snakes, representing the [Goddess of Lust, Slaanesh, and Crime] Trazoltiotl, turned its head and drilled into Beatrice, who was the main priest and offered a delicious meal to the Thousand-Faced Snake.

"Hmph!"

The eyes of this stunning beauty widened instantly, and the skin that originally belonged to the empress of the empire rippled like water waves, revealing her true appearance.

Since she reached the third level, she naturally began to become inhuman, with pale skin and cold snake-like vertical pupils.

Green scales even grew on the edges of her cheeks, especially her chestnut hair that swayed slightly like countless small snakes.

One can't help but wonder, if she continues to sublimate like this, one day she will no longer be a changeable enchantress, but a snake-haired banshee!

As the venomous snake entered her body, her snake-like characteristics were further enhanced.

More importantly, the taboo book "Thousand Faces Ritual" belonging to the [Thousand Faces Snake] was completely completed in an instant.

The final ritual of the [Bloodline Original Codex] that directly reached the Skinning Church and touched the divine realm!

Sacrifice all the gods of an imperial civilization level, and let that super-standard existence grant a corresponding excess return.

Of course, if you want to hold the corresponding ceremony, the conditions must be extremely harsh.

Even so, if the Bloodthirsty Cult, who are still working hard for this goal, see this, they will be so envious that they will vomit blood.

"Great, great.

As long as I can successfully hold the next ritual, I will be a real mythical creature [Gorgon]!"

Beatrice's true face was only seen for a moment and then disappeared, and at the same time, her cheeks couldn't help but flush with excitement.

Finally, the terrifying projection in the sky disappeared without a trace.

Only a "god skin" of the God of Tyranny that was eaten clean was left, slowly falling from the sky.

"No, He was not completely eaten clean."

Since Byron's knowledge system was compatible with the Ladder of Glory and the Book of Taboo, he often verified this theory from the phenomena around him.

It was immediately discovered that in the remaining god skin, the residue was gloomy, chaotic, crazy, and evil.

It seemed that only the highly ordered "divine" part was eaten, and the highly chaotic "animal" part was abandoned.

It was like a beast that only ate the blood, flesh and internal organs of the prey and couldn't eat the feces in the intestines.

In addition to the "beastly" part, there is an additional power left - [Disease].

It is clear that an extremely powerful monster is being nurtured.

Even ordinary people can clearly feel the ominous aura.

"Quick, go, kill them!"

Some nobles of Azik reacted in time and immediately issued orders to the guards who were afraid of the Thousand-Faced Snake and dared not take action.

"Kill!"

Other [Tiger Warriors] nearby immediately rushed towards Beatrice, Cortes and Byron who was always standing beside them.

In this world, no matter how high the level of the extraordinary people is, they may be beaten to death by the lower ranks. There is no situation where one person can defeat ten thousand troops.

Not to mention the tiger warriors, even a group of elite warriors can kill them by numbers.

This is the top of the pyramid in the heart of the city, and there is no reinforcement around.

"Haha, it's too late to take action now."

Beatrice took out a wooden stick stained with unknown body fluids from her storage of strange objects without panic.

Byron glanced over it and saw only a simple line of text.

——A wooden stick stained with pus from a smallpox patient!

His heart suddenly shook.

"Did I guess right? They actually dared to do such a genocidal evil?"

In an instant.

Just like a hungry wild dog smelling the aroma of meat and bones, the "god skin" full of chaotic and crazy breath instantly rushed over and wrapped the wooden stick.

Beatrice took a step back, her face flushed with excitement:

"Haha, my general, my master, did you see it? We succeeded!

Unlike those indigenous gods, the existence of the norm does not care about belief or not, but only follows equivalent exchange.

Come out, the grotesque of the plague!"

As long as you find the rules and master the corresponding taboo knowledge.

Those super-standard existences, as "supernatural phenomena" that have long fallen into death and eternal sleep, may be used by humans like [Touch of the Kraken].

And who is more familiar with the Thousand-Faced Snake than the Skinning Cult?

The plan was perfectly executed.

A dirty aura flashed.

With "disease" as the core, a negative and horrible monster was finally formed.

It wore a waxed black canvas shirt, a black hat on its head, and a mask that could filter the air and was shaped like a bird's beak.

The eyes were inlaid with transparent glass, he wore white gloves, and held a dirty wooden stick.

A red-eyed crow landed on his shoulder.

This was the terrifying image of the "bird-beaked plague doctor" that appeared in the city whenever there was a major plague in the Old World.

At this moment, under the guidance of those pus media, he was transformed into the embodiment of "smallpox" - [Bizarre Funeral Bird-beaked Plague Doctor]!

As soon as it took shape, a circle of dirty plague aura suddenly spread out from his body, instantly covering half of the royal city.