above the disease

Chapter 1139 The Dust Settles, the Holy Lord Dies (Part Two)
World continents.

outside.

The former Tianxing Islands are now a calm sea.

Countless medical ships and drones hover here.

A large number of anti-epidemic soldiers were stationed on the outermost perimeter, forming the most secure military restricted area.

More than two months have passed since Zhou Zhi and Ruan Yin began their final battle against the epidemic.

Their frenzied fighting even affected the movement of tectonic plates on the continent.

The continent was preserved only after they went to outer space.

No one has returned, which means the battle is still undecided.

"Is it possible that His Majesty the Holy Lord and Zhou Zhi are together...?"

One of Bai Chunshan's sons had just opened his mouth when he was so frightened by Bai Chunshan's icy gaze that he stopped talking.

"The Holy Lord has never been defeated."

"She possesses the strongest plague-eradicating techniques and the most severed limbs."

"She is invincible."

"Don't let me hear those words again."

Bai Chunshan's voice carried a threat.

In fact, there was a tremor within it that even the person involved was unaware of.

In the past, no anti-epidemic warrior had ever been able to fight Nguyen Yin for such a long time.

what does this mean?
The cannibal king could lose.

Bai Chunshan knew that the remaining ten companies and the members of the Aseptic Council thought the same way.

They wanted Nguyen to die.

But their intention was to have Nguyen commit suicide.

It wasn't that a stronger person suddenly appeared and killed Nguyen Yin.

"impossible."

"impossible."

In medicine, there are drugs called placebos, and nowadays, they are also using them to comfort themselves.

now.

News came from the Weng family.

The sick electrical sound from the [communicator] was announcing to the world.

"The outer reaches of the universe..."

"The high-energy spiritual reaction has ended!"

"This means... the battle against the epidemic is over!!"

This statement came out.

Everyone in the Medical Kingdom and the Medical Department looked tense.

Shortness of breath.

"Ksitigarbha... prepare for the worst-case scenario."

The little mushroom said in a deep voice.

Although Little Mushroom trusts Zhou Zhi completely, the world is not entirely controlled by Little Mushroom's will.

If Zhou Zhi fails.

This would be a devastating blow to the medical nation's forces.

Everyone's breathing became increasingly rapid.

Hua Qianqiu squinted his eyes: "Let this old man see who the final victor will be."

His long sleeves fluttered in the wind, and there was no fear in his eyes.

Beside him, Chen Chaoxun raised his head and looked at the sky.

The pressure came from top to bottom.

It can be sensed even from thousands of miles away.

Di Qiuyan clenched her fist.

She remembered her past.

I remembered the day I first met Zhou Zhi.

Thinking about the first half of her life, which was dominated by Zhong Panxi.

If Zhou Zhi really dies, she will take revenge no matter what, even if the other party is the Holy Lord Ruan Yin!

Dark place.

Fu Yi of the Aseptic Council opened his eyes wide, wanting to record the world-shaking news with his retina.

"Lord Ruan Yin...you will definitely win..."

Boom! ! !

The sky shattered, and the plague retreated.

"careful!"

"Back off!!"

"quick!"

“Back off!!!”

It looks like something is about to fall from above!

It carried a terrifying pressure, like blazing heavenly fire.

The high temperature was so intense that even Zhong Feichi was afraid of it!

The plague-fighting soldiers retreated quickly.

Many of the anti-epidemic workers also felt the pressure.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A plague-slaying knife fell down.

Yes……

A silver-white scepter.

Within Bai Chunshan's body, the cells seemed to be breathing heavily.

Instantly exhilarating!
This is……

"Hahahahahaha!!"

"It's the Holy Lord's [Infection Anomaly]!!"

"Your Majesty is invincible!!!"

"Celebrating the world's return to normalcy!"

Bai Chunshan's voice pierced through the luster.

The members of his discipline unit eventually became restless.

Weng Cixin smiled.

Sure enough, there was no need to worry at all.

Prions are invincible.

Above all else.

Emperor Yan, Zuo Xinglie, hid in the shadows and sighed imperceptibly.

He genuinely wanted Nguyen to die to some extent.

But is it still impossible?
If even someone with the power of the chairman can't do it, then who in the world can restrain Ruan Yin?
King God?
Whatever.

Zuo Xinglie took out his communication equipment and began to notify his subordinates.

What?
The final purge of the medical kingdom's influence is underway, with the aim of its complete annihilation.

[Chu][Zhou][Fu][Ancient]...

Almost all ten companies need to act quickly.

Because the Holy Lord won!
……

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

Fang Hui shouted sharply, "Sister Mushroom, let's go!"

"Fang Di, you should try to persuade your number one boss!"

"Nguyen Ain won."

"This game is over!"

"We must preserve our strength and lie low!"

"We must avenge Zhou Zhi!"

Fang Hui gritted her teeth.

Although this idea of ​​revenge sounded so powerless to him.

As Zhou Zhi's closest friend, this was, after all, his only hope.

The little mushroom stared ahead with a determined look in its eyes.

"At worst, we'll just outlive Ruan Yin to death!"

Fang Hui gritted her teeth: "Little Baldy, Zhong San, drag her away!"

everything……

Is it all over?
Changsun Liangye and Zhong San sighed.

The president's defeat means the collapse of everything.

This means that all the plans have come to naught.

"I'm really not reconciled."

Zhong San laughed: "We are like branches of Zhou Zhi's immortal tree. Once the roots die, we're finished."

“Patriarch Fang, I have been on the run for twenty years and I have no intention of running away again.”

Flames erupted around him: "Ruan Yin is stronger than the Immortal Tree. Can we really outlast him?"

Fang Hui was speechless for a moment.

Changsun Liangye stood still, his eyes swirling with a vortex of emotion.

The Alaya Consciousness is activated, and the True Martial Elephant is gripped tightly.

"Yes."

"If there is still a chance to defeat Nguyen Ain, now is the time."

"At this moment, after fighting Zhou Zhi, is the Demon King's weakest moment."

Ye Xiaoye raised the muzzle of her gun: "Count me in. Dying in the battle with the Holy Lord will give me face even in the underworld. Little Tai Sui, is that what you Cheng Yun said?"

The little mushroom nodded seriously: "That's right."

Fang Hui was stunned.

Xiao Fangdi turned to look at Fang Hui.

Fang Hui was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "That's really true."

"In that incident, I, Young Master Ascaris, died while fighting the Holy Lord of the Medical Department against the plague!"

……

"I'm going too."

Wan Chaohu's body surged with crimson light: "Revenge is inevitable."

"To continue living like this would be a disservice to the ancestors of the Wan family."

Ji Xiaohan smiled and said, "Count me in. We, the Seven Stars of Xuan Yuan, can't fall apart, Lao Wan."

"Oh, right."

He looked at Di Qiuyan and said, "Xiao Qiu, don't go. Your aunt still needs to be taken care of."

"My family and Lao Wan's family were almost all killed by the medical department, so I'm all alone now."

"You can not."

Di Qiuyan shook his head and hugged Di Wen.

Diwen patted Xiaoqiu's shoulder in fear.

Ji Xiaohan immediately became anxious: "Xiao Qiu, if Zhou Zhi were still alive, he would definitely want you to live, and so would I. I have always liked you, and I have never overstepped my bounds—I'm begging you this time."

Gu Yi laughed: "Even though I'm a simp, I still really like our Lao Ji."

Gu Zhun snorted: "You still don't understand human feelings."

They grasped the sword to slay the plague.

The decision has been made: to draw the sword against God.

……

Patient Association.

"There's no need to coerce us."

"I hope you don't go."

Hua Qianqiu said calmly, "Survival is ultimately humanity's primary goal."

“Especially you… Chen Chaoxun.”

Chen Chaoxun, who was eager to try, seemed to have completely overcome his fear of Nguyen Yin.

The sickle in his hand had already begun to spin.

Hua Qianqiu had heard that this person's older brother was an unparalleled genius in Xuan Yuan.

Now it seems this guy is even worse.

"Senior Hua, dying at the hands of the Holy Lord is quite an honor, isn't it?" "A coward like me would die under that scepter."

Chen Chaoxun's breathing became rapid.

Hua Qianqiu also laughed.

As an "immortal," if I don't kill Ruan Yin, my potential is locked.

Forget about coexisting with the epidemic; this era will only become about people coexisting with the virus.

Zhou Zhi's death also means that Hua Qianqiu's dream has been shattered.

Therefore, immortality would no longer be meaningful.

The six plague-infected swords were drawn.

It's time to make a move!

On the side of the Medicine Kingdom, some surrendered, some fled, and some took the initiative to attack.

The difference is clear.

Like the murky mud of the times.

"kill!"

"Kill Nguyen Yin!"

"rush!!"

Many anti-epidemic workers began their final push.

And then.

As the scepter descended.

Amidst the smoke and dust, Zhou Zhi opened his eyes.

Zhou Zhi felt he had never seen so many plague eradication warriors in his life.

"Lord Ruan Yin, I surrender!"

There were medical warriors from the plague-erasing nation running over with strange cries to surrender.

Zhou Zhi didn't recognize him, but was deeply shocked.

There were also medical warriors from the plague-erasing kingdom attacking him.

There are still many familiar figures in my perception.

Wow, there are so many people!

Zhou Zhi said.

"Expand your spell domain."

"【A Swan Song】."

The world stopped.

silence.

Time seemed to stand still in that instant.

"Make no mistake."

"I won."

Zhou Zhi's voice resonated throughout the world.

"It was me, Zhou Zhi won."

Everyone was stunned.

Hua Qianqiu, Di Qiuyan, Beigong Dongzhi, Fang Hui, Changsun Liangye...

"The Holy Lord Ruan Yin has been executed!!"

"Ruan Yin! Is dead!!!"

The medical team members, still basking in the afterglow of their victory, had their smiles frozen on their faces.

“How… How is this possible!!!”

"How can it be!!"

Weng Cixin screamed.

Her voice trembled as she said, "It's fake!"

"It must be fake, the Holy Lord is just joking, right?"

"Quickly...announce to the whole world the news of His Majesty's victory!"

"This is correct...correct!"

Weng Cixin seemed to think that this would make the information come true completely.

Not far away, Bai Chunshan had already begun to retreat.

The shrewd and calculating head of the Bai family understood perfectly when Zhou Zhi returned.

Then the tide has turned.

But he just couldn't understand it.

How could someone like Ruan Yin die?

"Hahahahahaha!"

"What the hell?!"

What a scare!

Fang Hui burst into loud laughter.

From the depths of despair to the pinnacle of success, he was ecstatic: "My buddy!"

"See that? My buddy won!"

Fang Hui's ability to change her expression so quickly impressed Xiao Guangtou and the others.

Fang Hui patted Zhong Feichi on the shoulder: "We've been together since his internship. We're the best partners!"

His face was flushed with excitement.

Little Mushroom and Di Qiuyan stood together.

In the crowd, they raised their hands.

Because they trusted Zhou Zhi, victory or defeat didn't matter.

Bliss, the Crystal Palace.

"quick!"

"hurry up."

"Correct!"

"This is a major news story that has shocked the world."

"Correct!"

"Hijack Fang Shi's signal! Use all available technology!"

"Medical department? What are you talking about?"

"From today onwards, the Medical Department will cease to exist!"

Wenxiu's staff went almost crazy.

The content broadcast by television stations around the world.

Accurate transmission via drones!
Its content is enough to overturn the entire world.

"Now, a breaking news announcement."

"Now, a breaking news announcement."

People stopped and looked up.

The realms of Fangshi, Jile, Dayuan, and even the sick country.

"The battle between the medical traitor Ruan Yin, an anti-epidemic worker, and Zhou Zhi, the president of the Medical Association, has recently ended."

"The outcome of this battle against the epidemic will be..."

Even the most professional Wenxiu could not suppress her expression at this moment. She forcibly suppressed her joy and gently opened her lips to the camera and the world.

"President, Mr. Zhou Zhi has achieved a victorious end!"

"The demon king who attempted to devour humanity has been slain today!"

“Ruan Yin, who strayed from the path of eradicating the epidemic, died under the chairman’s scalpel.”

Silence, then a burst of exclamations erupted like a tidal wave!

The world's number one person in the fight against the plague, the invincible Holy Lord, is dead!?

How can this be!

Ignore external factors.

The world is now focused on Zhou Zhi.

But Zhou Zhi did not stop.

Fu Yi is on the road to escape.

Its body looked somewhat disheveled, and it was trembling incessantly.

But soon, it stopped running away, because the white shadow blocked its way.

"A traitor to the country, hepatitis B [Fu Yi]".

Zhou Zhi inherited Ruan Yin's memories and also learned about this guy's background: one of the Ten Calamities of the Medical Department.

Its ambitions and schemes are utterly useless in the face of Zhou Zhi now.

"President, I still have use to you, [King God]..."

Fu Yi had just opened his mouth.

The entire body, along with everything else, vanished from the world.

"next."

Twenty-three raised his hand.

Outside the Imperial Green Mountains.

Zuo Xinglie ran wildly all the way.

broken.

It's just a thought.

How could the Holy Lord really be dead?!
Zuo Xinglie still had one hope: that the guild leader would be seriously injured and unable to chase after him.

However, such hope was shattered when the shadow before their eyes appeared.

"【Zuo Xinglie】".

As Zhou Zhi saw himself appear in Zuo Xinglie's despairing eyes, he stretched out his finger again.

This is Nguyen Ing's signature move.

Emperor Yan.

It is a title level that Zhou Zhi and Twenty-Three are almost most familiar with.

He has lived long enough.

"No...no...no...no..."

Zuo Xinglie wanted to roar and release the [inflammatory factors], but he felt the cells in his body devouring each other, and then he turned into smoke and dissipated.

"They died so easily."

Twenty-three commented, "I'm a little dazed."

Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "It's not over yet; we're going to cure the disease completely."

Weng Cixin and Bai Chunshan led their team back to Zhenjun Lincheng, and their actions had never been so urgent.

But as soon as they arrived in the city of True Lord, they smelled a bloody stench.

"Something's wrong..."

Zhou Zhe said in a trembling voice, "It is... the Sterile Royal City!"

Ahead, the void shattered.

In the illusion of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

A man dressed in spotless white slowly walked out.

“To be old and not die is to be a thief. Ruan Yin did one thing right, which was to lock up these old men in the medical department who wanted to live forever in prison.”

Zhou Zhi said earnestly.

23: "Don't let Hua Qianqiu hear you say that—no, it seems like you've said that to him before."

The heads of the medical families immediately knelt down.

They prostrated themselves at Zhou Zhi's feet.

Like the most devout servant.

There was no hesitation.

There was not even any resistance.

"Want to kill?"

Twenty-three questions.

Zhou Zhi shook his head: "We've killed enough already."

"Let them be tried by the Plague Extermination Court."

“Death or forced labor is a matter for judges to decide, not for the plague eradication officer. I have already overstepped my bounds.”

"But, starting today."

"There is no medical department in this world."

Bai Chunshan and the others pressed against the ground.

These patriarchs, standing at the pinnacle, felt the devastation of the impending apocalypse.

(End of this chapter)