Chapter 170 "The Blood of Metamorphosis"

The shadow of chaos touched lightly in my hometown, just like a drop of ink falling into a glass of clear water.

Perhaps the clear water will not change much in a short period of time, but if the ink is allowed to drip continuously, it will only be a matter of time before this glass of clear water becomes turbid and dark.

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Wan Boqian drove around the city for more than half a circle, and finally bought all the things Lu Ming insisted on. By the time she rushed back to the hospital, it was almost noon, and she thought that the two S-class and A-class men were not going to do it. They looked like people who knew how to order food, so they ran to buy two sumptuous lunches and returned to the ward specially arranged for them in the hospital.

She has no psychological burden on her being reduced from a branch specialist to a handyman maid. Anyway, as long as the S-class doesn't ask her to warm the bed.

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly and expressed some dissatisfaction with Wan Boqian's efficiency. Then without wasting time, he took the bag containing several large rolls of parchment from her hand.

Under Wan Boqian's puzzled eyes, Chu Zihang used Murasame as a scissor to cut the parchment into long strips, while Lu Mingfei held the one she bought from a European luxury collectibles store after all her efforts. The classical feather pen, dipped in gold powder ink - the same ink used in the golden fonts on the Spring Festival couplets, is writing something very carefully.

Could it be that as the Spring Festival was approaching, the S-class suddenly became very talented in literature and poetry, and decided to write a couplet with a big pen... ah, or a small stroke of the pen, and donate it to this hospital to pay for medical expenses?

As for whether the S-level calligraphy treasures are worth anything, that's another matter. This hospital cooperates with Kassel College, and all expenses incurred are reimbursed by the college. After all, warriors who bleed on the dragon-slaying battlefield cannot repay their injuries when they come back to heal. Is it the medical expenses?

But she soon discovered that the words written by Lu Mingfei on the parchment were not within the scope of her language knowledge, and they were also mixed with various strange symbols.

After a dozen of these parchment tapes filled with unknown words and symbols were completed, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang started to wrap the tapes around Chu Tianjiao's body and hospital bed. .

This is not over yet. Lu Mingfei took Cun Yu and skillfully cut the remaining parchment into thin strips and continued to write the emperor's motto on it. Chu Zihang held a few pieces of fire wax with a serious face. The temperature in the ward It was obviously rising sharply. After Lu Mingfei finished writing, the thick and hot wax mud was poured directly from Chu Zihang's hand, which made Wan Boqian feel frightened.

The golden seal in Lu Mingfei's hand left skull patterns on the bright red hot wax clay, and the freshly baked purity mark was directly placed on Chu Tianjiao's body and bed.

The originally bright and airy ward felt strange instantly. The visual impact brought by the strong religious atmosphere seemed to remind people of those zombie movies in Hong Kong. Zombies that looked like officials from the Qing Dynasty were covered with yellow symbols, waiting for someone. A cheap little bit player came out to attack monsters.

This scene also reminded Wan Boqian of a mummy she had seen when she went to the Egyptian branch for an internship in her senior year. Its bloodline identity was probably a fifth-generation dragon clan. The linen bandage that wrapped it had black writing on it. Complex alchemical spells.

Unexpectedly, S-class and A-class actually have this kind of skill. The rumors on the forum that S-class is an out-and-out fanatical believer are not groundless.

"If anything happens, deal with it as soon as possible. Once it's done, we'll take your father back to the Holy Blood Hall as soon as possible."

Lu Mingfei glanced at Chu Tianjiao, who was surrounded by the emperor's mottos and purity marks. This kind of protection should be effective - but he couldn't tell, after all, the suppression of psychic power in the real world was quite serious.

"Cuckoo"

Lu Mingfei's stomach started to growl. He hadn't eaten since entering the Nibelung last night. His mixed-breed body was reminding him that it was time to supplement his nutrition.

During long periods of combat, the Astartes do not need to stop to eat or drink. The power armor contains a self-replenishing high-energy liquid food bank, which can be used with modification surgery to maintain the Astartes' metabolism without the need for Spend extra time eating.

"It's nothing, I just need to spend more time explaining it to my mother." Chu Zihang looked calm.

"Well, only by purifying all heretics and aliens will the world and the people you hold dear be free from any harm."

Lu Mingfei took big bites of the potato and beef rice bowl that had become a little cold, comforting Chu Zihang.

He is not averse to feelings.

Emotions are a very precious thing. Emotions that most Astartes regard as redundant and weak are, in the eyes of the Lamenters, a constant reminder of why they wear this armor and that their true responsibilities lie there. .

Some ruthless Astartes Chapters will even include mortals and friendly forces within the range of artillery attacks on the enemy, and take it for granted that this is all right.

After Chu Zihang left, the lunch he originally bought for him also went into Lu Mingfei's stomach, but compared to last night's consumption, it was just a drop in the bucket, so Wan Boqian continued to go downstairs to buy meals for the S-class in front of the maid.

On the way, a nurse from the hospital came in with a bottle of nutrient solution and planned to hang it on Chu Tianjiao. Then when she saw the things on the hospital bed, her face turned pale and strange. She almost ran out and called the police. Fortunately, Wan Boqian came back in time with ten rice bowls. Stopped and explained the situation to the hospital.

Just as Lu Mingfei was enjoying his seventh rice bowl, his cell phone rang, reminding him that he had a new message.

I turned on the screen and saw that the sender was Eva:

"Dear Chapter Leader, I have collected some suspicious information records in your city, related to dragon alchemy."

Eva's information collection efficiency is powerful - this has been demonstrated in Japan. Eva collected information to confirm the location, and Lu Mingfei was responsible for leading the team to clear the site.

"Details." Lu Mingfei replied.

If it was just a general smuggling of alchemy items, then leave it to the college branch to handle. Now his primary goal was to escort Chu Tianjiao to the Holy Blood Hall as soon as possible.

"'Mortal Blood' is something that is being circulated in the business circles of this city. It is said that as long as you take it, you can greatly extend your life and even achieve immortality. In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of 'identification at a glance' This is false information, but businessmen firmly believe it."

"Either the 'Mortal Blood' really exists, or the person who proposed this thing is very convincing. In any case, I think this kind of behavior is considered..."

"heresy."

Lu Mingfei quickly pressed the keyboard with his thumb to reply.

Extended lifespan and eternal life.

These two words have great temptation for human beings no matter where they are in any era, especially the upper class.

For ordinary people, extending life is just a matter of working for a few more decades. Eternal life is working for hundreds or thousands more years to buy a villa. But for those who control wealth and power, even the word "eternal life" is only a few hundred years old. There is a one-in-one possibility, and they are willing to pay the determination and money to make up for the remaining ninety-nine percent.

Lu Mingfei has encountered many situations like this. Some planetary governors who are greedy for enjoyment try to extend their lifespan through various means. When they indulge in the joy brought by "eternal life", the power of blasphemy has spread.

He himself used a bolt gun to kill a planetary governor. The opponent's body was visibly swollen and green. The power of the Plague Lord filled the entire governor's palace, but the governor and his servants were completely unaware of this. Sleep.

"Then where are they now?" Lu Mingfei put down his lunch box.

"It's not certain yet, because according to the agreement signed between Kassel College and Orthodoxy, I cannot directly interfere deeply with the mixed-race affairs here."

"I didn't sign that thing, keep checking."

"But your current identity still belongs to Kassel College under the Secret Party. I suggest that you contact Principal Angers first and communicate so that you and I have certain authority within the country to continue the investigation - I think the orthodox family should have also noticed Information about 'Transforming Blood'."

"Then I'll go find them myself and purify them along the way."

Lu Mingfei picked up the lunch box and continued to eat. He directly acquiesced that this matter was caused by the All-Changing Demon Lord.

If this was the case, it would be worthwhile for him to temporarily put aside sending Chu Tianjiao to the Holy Blood Hall and focus on purifying the power of chaos.

"Okay, I will provide you with intelligence assistance as much as possible."

"Yes. When we return to the academy, I will ask Brother Fingel to bring you the Emperor's motto and the Seal of Purity to protect you."

Lu Mingfei said that facing the power of the Lord of Changes, everything must be extremely careful. Maybe next time the other party will deliberately leak information to contaminate Eva who is collecting intelligence.

This is a loss he cannot accept.

"Are they the religious objects on Mr. Chu Tianjiao? I couldn't find the relevant language in the Earth's known language database."

Lu Mingfei glanced at the camera in the corner and knew that Eva was watching here from the other side of the Pacific:

"Yes, the Emperor's sacred words and sigil of purity should protect you from unknown blasphemous forces."