Love pointed his pistol at Dr. Miller's head and asked loudly.
The doctor's mouth is split open and filled with sharp fangs. It is undoubtedly the obvious manifestation of a ghoul, and he is even a little out of control!
For a rational ghoul, this is an unlikely scenario.
Unless...his spirit suffered some terrible impact and impact.
That is something more terrifying than a ghoul!
Dr. Miller had fallen into a state of delirium and madness, and was very frightened. He curled up into a baby's posture, like a drunkard, and spoke intermittently.
From his confusing description, Love managed to sort out what happened.
This ogre doctor is indeed a very cautious person, and even those closest to him have not discovered his identity.
Until one recent day, he got a few fragmentary pages, which were said to be from the "Voodoo Ceremony" written by the old colonists. The words on them were very fascinating.
Especially one of the lines, 'The life of all things lies in blood, blood is the source of life, blood is the fountain of atonement, and blood is a beautiful thing that pleases the great being!'
Dr. Miller kept repeating it over and over again.
He mainly relied on drinking blood to survive. After coming into contact with those few fragmentary pages, although he was careful not to study or record anything, the influence was still unknowingly produced.
Madness and mutation are accumulating little by little, and the desire for gluttony can no longer be suppressed.
Finally, the day before, he attacked his nurse, tremblingly letting his animal nature overwhelm his humanity.
After opening the gate of reason, something even more terrifying happened.
That hunt seemed to fulfill some ritual and summoned an invisible being.
It was wrapped around Miller, invisible and no one could see it, but it kept tempting Miller to fall with its murmurs like honey and snake juice.
After being entangled for just one night, he had already fallen into a state of madness.
If Love had come a little later, he might have seen a completely crazy ghoul.
"Damn it...are there other supernatural creatures involved? Or the kind that the intelligence doesn't know at all..."
Love felt his hair standing on end, as if there was an indescribable danger hidden in the thick darkness around him.
Hiss!
Hiss!
In his ears, there seemed to be a hissing sound of snakes, and he was being licked by snakes.
"Use blood and flesh to please the great being... He promises you glory!"
An illusory and confusing voice, with no idea of the language it was spoken in, but whose meaning was clearly understood, appeared in Love's mind.
His heart suddenly calmed down, "This summoning ritual has not been completely successful, and the summoned family has not yet fully arrived... It is illusory, needs entity, and needs to follow rules... So are you tempting me?"
Love has extraordinary experience in handling supernatural cases.
When he felt his heart wavering, he took out a small pill from his belt without hesitation and stuffed it into his mouth.
pain!
When the bitter taste spread, unspeakable pain suddenly swept through his body.
But it was in this pain that Love suddenly woke up from the nightmare state and regained control of his body.
At this time, he saw that Miller on the opposite side had gone completely crazy, his fingers turned into sharp claws, he completely transformed into a ghoul, and he rushed over.
boom!
The piercing sound of gunshots suddenly sounded in the cave...
…
'Well...according to the knowledge I have gained during this period, it should be completely feasible to train the Wind Chaser hounds and turn them into 'postmen' to deliver some messages or packages...'
Fang Xian and Eric walked side by side, smiling and laughing on the surface, but actually thinking about ways to control the family members.
This is something Hopkins has already done, and he can do it too.
At this time, an investigator came forward.
It's Clark Carter!
Eric and Fang Xian quickly stepped aside and bent down to salute.
Clark Carter nodded in greeting, with a hint of gloom between his brows, and walked over.
"Many investigators have come back recently..." Eric said with emotion, "I never thought we would meet Mr. Carter so often. He is a living legend! He once solved the Dream Giant case!"
"yes!"
Fang Xian echoed a few words, feeling a little uncomfortable.
After getting what you want, there is nothing left to miss in the Unnamed Island, but there is a risk of being exposed.
However, forcing you to leave without a reason is asking for trouble.
'I need to go to the outside world...to experiment with some new spells and compose some new poems.'
'But...what's the reason?'
Fang Xian pressed his temples and thought with some distress.
At this time, a new student came over and said, "Loka... there is your letter in the mailroom..."
His expression was solemn and he said comfortingly, "Don't worry."
"Um?"
Fang Xian's inspiration was touched, and he vaguely felt that the opportunity was coming.
He thanked the other party, went to the mailroom, and picked up the letter.
Because the unnamed island is blocked by mysterious forces, it is impossible to run a telephone line or send and receive telegrams here. Some original letters are the only news channel.
He skillfully opened the envelope, pulled out a piece of letter paper, and read the lines at a glance, "Love...is missing?"
Fang Xian was a little surprised.
But if you think about it, it's normal. Investigators have encountered countless dangerous situations, and the disappearance has been forgotten.
After all, there is no direct death.
Of course, most of the missing investigators did not end well, and only a small number returned safely, solved the trouble, and became legends.
"No, Love, my teacher, my partner..."
Fang Xian felt calm in his heart, but there was deep sadness on his face.
"Oh... look at it, young man, this is the norm for our investigators!"
The old man who was reading the newspaper sighed, as if he had seen this scene too many times.
"No, I believe my teacher will be fine. I want to save him and apply to leave the island!"
Fang Xian said firmly.
"you……"
The old white man put down the newspaper and was really moved.
The opportunity to come to the headquarters for further training is something that other investigators only dream of, but this young man actually gave it up for his partner?
It is indeed worthy of being called a ‘good partner’.
"You have to think clearly..." the old man couldn't help but advise.
"I have thought clearly that Love is not only my partner, but also my teacher and my benefactor. I must go back immediately to rescue him!"
Fang Xian was very determined.
joke!
It's rare to have such a wonderful excuse, and it would be a waste not to use it.
Among this group of students, there were a few who dropped out of training due to various reasons. He was among them, not conspicuous.
As for Love?
He really planned to rescue him, if the other party was still alive.