They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 104 From Red Moon
Bruna grabbed the tentacles, watching the strong acid secreted from their bodies. His face, hidden by the mask, revealed no emotion.

"A mythical creature... This thing actually willingly sacrifices its own life to coexist with humans."

"Unheard of."

"It's just a pity that there's no such thing as a free lunch."

He approached the unconscious Ria and suddenly conjured a knife from his hand. Faced with such a threat, the already ferocious tentacles wrapped around Ria even tighter. Thousands of tentacles gathered in a small area, almost forming a thick, black, sticky cocoon around him.

But this did not pose much of a challenge to the doctor. He lowered his head and suddenly let out an irregular shriek like a crow, the sound vibrating the surrounding air. At this moment, his tentacles also froze briefly.

Gradually, a layer of gray particles appeared around the doctor. When the tentacles came into contact with the particles, they were driven away in droves as if avoiding a plague, and gradually withered.

"Clap clap clap."

Hundreds of tentacles fell off at the same time, wriggling unwillingly on the ground, and even trying to extend new tentacles from the broken surface.

The plague doctor did not stop moving. He raised his knife, the sharp blade reflecting the strange luster shimmering on the lens of his bird-beak mask.

"Click——"

The doctor struck with his sword.

Ria's arm was severed, but no blood flowed out.

The doctor picked up the arm and carefully examined the cut surface.

He could see that there were indeed signs of blood flow in the blood vessels, but once they came into contact with the outside air, the wound began to automatically secrete a strange substance that caused the golden eyes to grow. Now, not only the eyes, but also the flesh and blood of Ria were covered with tiny black tentacles, as if there were parasites.

The tentacles twisted and stretched toward the plague doctor, making a "gurgling" sound.

"I've seen critically ill patients before, but one this severe is truly... tsk."

“It is true that I am paying attention to old Hord, but I am the Plague Doctor. All those who are out of control are my concern, including you of course.”

Bruna carefully observed the changes that occurred in Riana's severed limbs.

It first appeared with eyes to stop the bleeding, and then, after failing to attack the doctor, the tentacles spread toward Ria, seemingly trying to reattach the limbs.

This is a living, juvenile mythical creature.

Mythical creatures parasitize Ria, regarding him as their parents, protecting him from certain contamination, and attempting to heal Ria.

In the long run, however, its existence will only push Ria to the brink of deeper pollution.

Bruner produced a white medical kit, took out a syringe, and attempted to draw blood from Ria. He succeeded without exposing the blood to air.

The blood in the syringe in the doctor's hand was a normal red color. Then, he tried to splatter some blood on the ground. The blood dried up quickly and left nothing, but a few tiny, almost invisible eyes appeared on the tip of the needle.

"Disorder syndrome seems to have mutated, which is not good news for us. So far, we can only rely on mythical creatures to prolong the lives of patients."

"We still know too little about this disease, and we are too powerless to treat it. We can only rely on the extraordinary to fight the extraordinary."

Bruner sighed almost imperceptibly. He understood the common belief that "medicine can't save anyone," but they still had to take in the disorderly and treat them.

He reasoned that the true form of the mythical creature was distorted, and from this perspective, it was reasonable to assume that Ria initially would not have accepted it and might even have wanted to kill it.

Based on this condition, the parasite secretes special substances, forcibly making Ria adapt to its presence, similar to how a fetus secretes hormones after a mother becomes pregnant to stimulate maternal love, making the mother feel affection for the offspring and reducing rejection. Mythical creatures are not good things; they are aggregates of various pollutants. The mythical creature currently on Ria, whose original form is not yet discernible, has only recently been born, yet it already possesses such great potential for pollution. Bruna cannot help but begin to worry about its existence.

"Mythical creatures are called mythical creatures because they are born from gods... Their birth must have been catalyzed and blessed by some kind of power, and anything associated with those indescribable things is not a benevolent creature."

Bruner snapped off one of the tentacles and examined its cross-section.

"Judging from the simple age, that day seems to be the day the red full moon appeared!?"

Upon thinking of the Red Moon, Bruna immediately suppressed his thoughts, his tone revealing a dark emotion.

He turned his head and found that Ria had woken up at some point and was staring at him quietly, her gaze even carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"Hey, doctor."

Lia greeted him: "You said that getting hurt would be considered a pass, right? So, can the damage here be exchanged for a few wounds on you?"

Bruner hadn't even reacted when he saw countless tentacles suddenly sprout from Ria's severed arm, with long gray tubes growing out of them, making it look like a hedgehog. In an instant, those tubes ruptured, and feathers stretched out from within—

The owl-shaped monster opened its mouth wide, its mouth stretching to the back of its head, while several transparent, jellyfish-like tubes bit down like snakes.

Bruna instinctively raised his hand to block, and his hand was quickly corrupted and turned into bare white bones right before his eyes.

Carbonized flesh and blood fell off the bones one after another.

"Hehehehe..."

The doctor covered the forehead of his mask with his skeletal hand: "As expected, black market merchants are a nuisance. I shouldn't have given you even a chance to use your memetic abilities."

"Don't say that. It's quite painful to have your arm cut off with a knife."

Ria waved to little Swarth, whose pupils immediately widened, and he lunged at Ria to unwrap his bandaged arm and then stitched up the wound.

"You've been awake the whole time?" Bruner asked, somewhat surprised.

"Otherwise, how can we lure the plague doctor closer?"

Lia casually touched her wound a few times: "Opportunities to hear a doctor explain my symptoms are rare. As you probably know, James is practically an idiot who just eats all day."

"Can you feel the pain at the cut surface?"

"I can feel it."

"Then your acting skills can be described as almost flawless."

"Faced with pain, you didn't even have an instinctive reaction. If I hadn't seen you talking to me now, I would have thought you were a dead body."

Bruner's tone was ambiguous, whether he was praising or mocking.

"This question is easy to answer. When faced with unbearable pain, I only need to process the area of ​​my brain responsible for pain slightly, and the adrenaline will know what to do."

Ria stood up from the ground: "Should we continue fighting, doctor?"

(End of this chapter)