The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 353 - 352 Entering the Jar
Chapter 353: Chapter 352: Entering the Jar
Chapter 353 -352: Entering the Jar
[Twilight Clinic]
Three young gentlemen were ‘resting with their eyes closed’ here in different poses.
Yi Chen sat cross-legged at the edge of the rooftop, gazing at the starry sky.
Jin held his hands in front of him, his back leaning against the entrance to the staircase,
while Reagan was sitting more casually on the ground, holding a large bag of pickled cucumbers. Although his eyes were closed, he regularly popped a sour cucumber into his mouth.
In reality,
The three were maintaining a state of “thought sharing,” using the connection of Madness Brain to obtain visual information from student Scott, which was being transmitted in real time from the City of the Dead.
This allowed them to spy on Bart Prada, the Apprentice Knight who dominated the City of the Dead and possessed Sun Dis.
Upon seeing this dead man from the Old World, Reagan even slowed his cucumber eating pace. Based on the visual information presented, he analyzed the real strength of the other party and even guessed his specific “epidemic value.”
“This guy is not simple… He originates from the Old World, and his illness hasn’t undergone any iteration or divergence, making him a rather pure Origin Disease sufferer.
The Death Aura he emits has a fundamentally different essence from the other dead in the city.
According to the visual data, this guy’s epidemic value is at least [3], and possibly even [4], just a membrane away from becoming Open Source.
If we aren’t careful, dealing with a fully Open Source being who embodies pure death, we might end up severely injured or even incapacitated for months, and William, you wouldn’t be able to participate in your tournament.”
Faced with Reagan’s analysis, Yi Chen, still gazing at the starry sky, responded calmly, “If joining forces with you two still results in severe injury against such an opponent, then there’s no point in participating in the screening.
You agree, don’t you, Reagan?”
“Indeed.”
While the two gentlemen were chatting,
Jin, leaning against the staircase entrance, began drooling thickly like pus upon seeing this real dead man from the Old World.
During her time living in the Cancer Palace, she had heard from her Master about the ‘Original Tomb and the Death Plague.’ The Death Plague Knights, who belonged to the First Dead Man, were still a significant threat even to powerful regions like the Cancer Palace and its Source Plague area.
As time passed and the number of dead continually increased, the Original Tomb’s power would continue to grow, possibly even threatening the status of the Cancer Palace.
Her Master had specifically told Jin
that real cancer, even in the darkest corners, continuously proliferates, occupying and smashing the concept named death, causing this concept to fester, break down the pus, and dissipate completely.
Jin had always wanted to test herself against a real dead man, and now was the best opportunity.
“William, Reagan!”
Following Jin’s call, the two gentlemen also momentarily stopped their conversation.
“Let me handle this guy. How about you two assist from the side? If it turns out I really can’t beat him and am about to be killed, you can come in and save me. Being heroes who save the damsel in distress might earn you praise and songs~”
These words made Yi Chen, who looked away from the starry sky, turn his head, his eyes still shining with the light of stars as he met Jin’s gaze, “Are you sure?”
“Do you think I’m joking? My baby hasn’t yet tasted the flavor of a real dead man.”
Waaah waaah waaah~ A chorus of baby cries came from Jin’s back.
…
An hour later.
In the district corresponding to the Twilight Clinic—Viner City.
A shoe emitting black mist stepped onto the main road,
where the wild grass growing between the streets and the vines climbing the street lamps and nearby buildings swiftly withered.
However, the newcomer was already considerably restrained; otherwise, an area of hundreds of meters around would have been eroded by death, and symbols of death would automatically appear in the brains of various living beings, leading to a phenomenon of mass suicide.
“Sir! The Clinic is just up ahead on that hill.
Since this place isn’t very far from the Organization and the Twilight Clinic was once an external facility of the Organization, I suggest you restrain your ‘Death Plague’ a bit more.
If the climb leads to a large decline in the wooded area, it might draw the attention of the gentlemen group.”
Accepting his subordinate’s suggestion prudently rather than rejecting it out of pride, Bart Prada also provided an explanation,
“I’m not willingly releasing the Death Plague; it’s because such a vibrant and living world inherently repulses a true dead man like me.
An environment brimming with life stimulates the Death Plague inside me, passively forming a domain to ensure my normal ‘breathing’.”
“The current state of disrepair in the district suggests a severe outbreak of illness has occurred, and it has also been subjected to substantial slaughter, which barely allows me to move around normally,”
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said Balte as he took a deep breath.
A kind of ‘Death Plague Circle’ that was invisible to the naked eye retracted into his body,
he took off his hood, revealing a bald head and eyes shrouded in black mist, looking towards the hills on the outskirts of the city.
Even though they were still several kilometers away, as a true dead man, Balte could already sense the Death Aura emanating from the clinic at the mountaintop.
“Let’s go, pick up the speed and head over,”
Some manner of hooves and neighing spread through space, as Balte burst forth with unimaginable speed, turning into a black light and heading straight for the suburban hill.
Scott, though he gave chase immediately, could barely catch up even when he let the effects of Varicose Veins spread and maximize across his legs.
When the shadow stopped, he was already standing at the clinic’s main entrance.
After a short wait, Dr. Scott finally caught up, having crushed many trees and plants under his muscular legs along the way, causing even more damage than death itself had.
Balte looked at the crumbling building, “The Death Aura is indeed seeping out from beneath this building, and judging by the amount, it is quite substantial… Lead the way, Scott!”
“Yes, sir.”
However, the so-called underground chamber Scott spoke of was formerly ‘Mr. Lee’s’ underground ward.
The barrier set there was the joint handiwork of Yi Chen, Reagan, and Jin.
In the old and decaying ward, scattered with various medical tools and populated with rat corpses, some medicine boxes were piled up in the corners and beside the windows.
“Sir, the seal is here… I discovered it by accident!”
Scott gently pressed on a brick at the head of the bed, and a secret door opened.
The interior corresponded to a sinister passage, hung with countless rat skeletons on fine threads, and at its end was a door made entirely of skin, which even Balte had never seen before, painted with silver symbols made with the Dusk Thin Silver Liquid.
“Skin… Is this the technology of the Skin Market? Regardless, these humans are merely the lower Favored of the Skin Market, such a crude skin barrier is no trouble at all.”
Balte placed his hand on the surface of the Skin Gate.
As the ancient Death Plague overflowed from his palm, the Skin Gate began to age rapidly, vanishing into oblivion.
The sight that met Balte’s eyes inside was utterly shocking,
it was filled with various torture devices used to torment patients and collect their special secretions, with some distillation flasks placed deeper inside.
Contained on the central platform was a stained old bottle, filled to the brim with Dusk Thin Silver Liquid.
“Excellent!”
Seeing this, Balte stepped decisively inside,
he even fantasized about taking these items back to the Original Tomb, being recognized and awarded by his predecessors and ancients, and the subsequent scenario of becoming a formal Knight.
However,
as he stepped forward, the traveling doctor Scott, who should have followed, stayed at the entrance, muttering under his breath.
“Teacher, I have brought Lord Balte here as you instructed! Please, be careful, Teacher, Lord Balte is very strong.”
As Scott finished speaking,
he fully activated his illness—’Varicose Veins’—surpassing the physical limits his body could endure.
Snap! (His body exploded)
Scott burst open from within, even laying flat in a spread,
Numerous varicose veins shot out like a spider web, connecting and sealing the only entrance and exit, using the fully stretched skin to reconstruct the Skin Gate.
Additionally, the pre-set magnetic fields and tumors were activated, causing the surface of the skin layer to grow numerous oozing tumors, and also alive with electrical sparks, completely sealing the exit.
“How could this be… How could the dead be controlled by others invisibly? And how could I not have noticed, what kind of method is this?”
Just as Balte was stunned by his subordinate’s betrayal, another aura slowly descended.
As his gaze moved from the sealed entrance back to the central platform,
a whole bottle of Dusk Thin Silver Liquid had vanished, leaving only a woman in red with a colorful mask sitting there, seemingly holding a crying baby in her hands.
As the woman caressed the baby, its entire body began to ooze blood, its spine elongated, transforming into a fearsome dagger.
