High Above

  Chapter 240 No longer look back (54, double ask for a monthly ticket at the end!)

  Sometimes, Ian feels that he is very suitable to be a doctor.

   It’s not just that the vision field of vision can see the lesions directly beyond human flesh and blood, and it’s not just that the silver chip can provide various professional information in real time like a bunch of professional instruments…

  The most critical thing is that he can easily know the consequences of the treatment plan he chooses.

   Doctors who are not very good, choose a medicine, and the result depends on fate.

  Normal doctors choose a reasonable treatment plan and wait for the curative effect.

  An excellent doctor can guarantee that the results are as he thinks most of the time, and there will not be too much deviation.

  Smart doctors know the way to achieve the best results and keep trying to achieve them in the treatment process.

  Ian, on the other hand, can predict the result trend of each choice, and then choose the best result.

   Like now.

   Taking the knife from Isengard who had calmed down, Ian cut out a group of fleshy cysts with a diameter of more than five centimeters from the inner thigh of the old man—all of which were larvae of parasites running around in a thin white membrane.

  Because they were suppressed by Ethan's tranquilizer, they couldn't reach the brain-blood barrier along the blood, so they could only gather into clusters to form lesions that caused local tissue necrosis.

  If it weren't for the old man who was numb with a large dose of anesthetic, it would be difficult to guarantee that Master Gosai would be able to withstand this pain in a weak state.

   But without relying on surgery, it is impossible to suppress brain-phagating worms simply by relying on medicine.

This parasite is different from all the parasites Ian has seen in the past. It is not an independent life at all: when it exists alone in nature, most of it exists in the form of egg case or larvae. It will be activated only when it comes into contact with biological flesh and blood, and it will carry out a strange 'self-replication' in large quantities when eroding the biological nerves.

  It can directly connect to the host's nerves and take them for its own use, quickly causing the host to lose self-awareness in a short period of time.

   Even, rapid brain death.

Immediately afterwards, the brain-eating worm will gradually devour it, replacing the host's brain, taking over the control of all organs in the whole body, and becoming a complete 'life' - and this life is impressively a kind of manipulative source quality, with the first ability Level, at least a part of the sublimated life with the characteristic combat power of the first energy level!

   "This thing, shouldn't it be a biological warfare weapon made by the civilization of the previous era?"

   The young man muttered to himself.

  —It’s not impossible. With the technology of the civilization of the previous era, it is not difficult to get this kind of monster-level parasite.

  But Ian still finds it a bit strange, because if this kind of parasite does not talk about the weird characteristics of eroding nerves and brains, in a sense, it is a method that can directly possess source quality through symbiosis.

  Compared to uncontrollable biological weapons, why not transform them into 'reproductive weapons' that can strengthen one's own side? This is obviously a more reasonable method of use.

   Or in other words, it was originally a biological weapon that was transformed and transformed through thousands of years of mutation?

  The body of the brain devourer cannot be just a simple weapon. There must be many secrets behind its existence, and it may even be related to why the aborigines withdrew from the South China Sea ruins and settled in the Big Sequoia Forest.

  Of course, now is not the time to think about this.

  Ian picked out all three large lesions on Master Goser's body as quickly as possible, and then asked Isengard to use his own blood to invade Master Goser's body like controlling a pirate captain.

   "The main hazard is clear, but there are still some undeveloped eggs left in some corners... You can deal with the eggs around the internal organs for Master Goser, and I will see if other people can still be saved."

   Standing up, Ian instructed the blond boy, and then quickly checked the situation of the other surviving fishermen and sea merchants.

  Unfortunately, they are not second-level sublimators like Master Goser. They have source matter in their bodies to spontaneously resist parasites, and their physical fitness is also a bit weak, so they are all dying now.

   Even, as the tranquilizer Essengard had injected before failed, they were all about to go crazy.

   "Kill, kill me... Please, kill me!!"

  Among the three surviving people, only one fisherman still has a little sober consciousness after experiencing the attack of Fei Yandi's group because of his relatively good physical fitness.

Seeing Ian with a knife approaching him, not only was he not afraid, but he suddenly opened his eyes, which had already started to show clusters of flashing 'floaters', and roared: "Hurry up, hurry up—something is coming out Already!"

   "It's still moving, still moving!"

Because of his sharp and high-pitched howl, several other parasites were also awakened. They groaned and slowly woke up. In an instant, the entire interior of the cave became full of corpses, pieces of flesh and blood, and all kinds of screams for death. living hell.

   What is more terrifying than death is the feeling that one's body, nerves and even the brain are being slowly eaten away.

   "It really can't be saved, it has already entered the brain."

  Looking at the pair of eyes that began to appear light blue worm shadows, Ian sighed and held the long sword at his side: "I can only give them a happy one."

  To be honest, he was quite surprised that these people could survive till now.

   As an alchemist, Isengard is truly a genius. Even Ian himself has to rely on predicting the future to be able to prepare this special barrier potion.

  It must not only be talent and ability...there must also be the reason for the extraordinary performance after working hard.

  Isengarde must be very, very much wanting to save those ordinary people who were innocently involved in this catastrophic mutation.

  But in this world, hard work does not yield results.

"please wait a while…"

   Just as Ian was about to give these beggars a death, Isengard stretched out his hand and stopped him.

   "Oh?" The white-haired boy was taken aback for a moment, but soon, he understood the thoughts of this peer in front of him who was biting his lip and standing firmly in front of him with an extremely complicated expression.

   "Let me come...Ian." Ethan said softly, "I made them suffer for a longer time."

   "The teacher is right, it is my self-righteous help that makes them have to endure this pain until now..."

   "Indeed, you should come."

  Ian nodded, then shook his head again: "But don't say that it's painful or not. They were saved by you, and you should fulfill their wishes."

  Ethan didn't answer, but leaned down, cut his finger with a knife, and dripped his own blood into everyone's mouth.

   He closes his eyes.

   Then, wisps of black lines spread across the faces of these people.

   "Thanks...thank you..."

  A relaxed expression appeared on the faces of the fisherman and all the parasitized people—the painless death given by the blood of the eclipsed dragon refining dragon is far more wonderful than the reality of being parasitized.

   They're dead, and Ian has Master Gosser on his back.

"Let's go." He looked around the remaining three cave entrances and said calmly: "Although I collapsed the passage leading to Feiyan's main team, Feiyan's pursuers are not so easy to stop, we have to hurry up." Find an area where you can get rid of them."

  After speaking, Ian glanced at Isengard, nodded slightly, and walked towards the left one of the remaining three corridors.

   Isengard followed silently.

  Just before leaving this place, he turned his head for the last time and took a deep look at the corpses all over the ground behind him.

  The blond boy didn't say anything, just left.

   Never look back.

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  (end of this chapter)