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Chapter 139 The Eerie God of Bones, the Truth Behind It All!

Then Ivan tasted another person's blood.

The copper plague absorbed the bone-eating plague worms, and the plague clusters were specially refined. (Click to view details)

Upon seeing this new name, Ivan's eyes lit up.

"Hey! That's a rare find!"

He mentally opened the details.

[The copper plague evolves as a whole by absorbing the bone-eating plague insect.]

All diseases within the current plague cluster can now spread and nourish the Bone-Eating Plague Worms. (Click for details)

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"Good grief! You're playing a game of nesting dolls with me, aren't you?"

He clicked on it again.

[Bone-Eating Plague Worm: Fragments of the power of the great, sinister bone lord, Mordejian.]

[It cannot manifest in the material world, and is imperceptible to those with a spiritual vision level below 35. It can only spread covertly by parasitizing viruses.]

[When a unit is parasitized by the Bone-Eating Plague Worm, its internal skeleton becomes nourishment for the worm. The plague worm gradually replaces the target's bone marrow and invades the brain.]

[Based on the caster's rank, the target's rank, and the number of plague worms, the target will be transformed into a skeletal golem within a period ranging from 5 seconds to 10 years.]

Upon first glance at the detailed information about the Bone-Eating Plague Worm, Evan secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.

"The material world cannot be manifested, like a virus parasitizing the human body, it resides within the virus—"

"It even requires at least 35 points of spiritual vision to perceive its existence."

He glanced silently at his current spiritual vision, which was only 5 points.

"As expected of fragments of divine power."

His gaze then fell on the origins of the Bone-Eating Plague Worm, and his smile widened.

"Mordigian, the King of Grim Bones."

"I recognize this being, a being of the level of an Old One."

Back when I was playing Dota, I often bought an item called "Mordej's Armlet".

When he had nothing to do, he looked up who this Mordigian was.

This is how I learned about the Cthulhu Mythos and tabletop role-playing games.

I never expected that this little-known piece of knowledge would come in handy today.

"Its power fragments are parasitic in the blood of these Poison Blade gang members."

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"It spreads through the virus, erodes bones, replaces bone marrow, invades the brain, and ultimately turns people into skeletal puppets —"

"How did this thing start circulating in Bolton?"

He glanced at the two unconscious gang members on the ground.

"Wait! Those zombies in the mine at the beginning, weren't they the work of the Healing Church's copper transformation? Were they skeletal puppets formed from this thing?"

"Is that brass-colored outer layer a result of the Healing Church's subsequent intervention? Or has someone stolen the Healing Church's power for cover?"

Evan felt a sudden inspiration.

The newfound talent—intuition—seemed to be coming in handy at this moment.

"Mordejian is the King of Ghouls, a being of relative order among all the Great Old Ones."

"He is the only faith of all ghouls."

"And what about ghouls? The old hunter's knowledge tells me that ghouls are good at disguise and can transform into all sorts of people."

"Leto was one of them."

"Dr. Armitage and Senior Brother Richard previously said that this group is lurking in the cracks of several organizations, using other factions as shields."

All the clues came together at that moment.

"The ones secretly spreading the plague are a group of ghouls who worship Mordigian!"

"Oh, right! Morales was also attacked by ghouls."

"That border ghoul that night, Hill said, was different from the other ghouls."

"The ghouls are in general agitation."

"Juan mentioned in the tavern that things haven't been peaceful at the border of the Dreamland lately—could it also be related to the ghouls?"

At this moment, Ivan felt a sense of exhilaration, as if the clouds had parted and the sun had shone through.

"I never expected that a small, unintentional task would lead me directly to the true form of the final boss."

"But this boss is really well hidden! The ghoul's ability to change its appearance at will is just too abnormal."

"They can be anyone: a doctor in a clinic, a miner in a mine, a priest in a church, or even a colleague in the police station."

"This thing is the most perverted."

He looked at the information about the Bone-Eating Plague Worm on the panel again.

Even now, he can't see it at all.

The only way to confirm is through the panel that the copper plague has indeed fused with it and thus gained the corresponding enhancement.

"Judging from the current situation, the Copper Plague's status is really not low. This guy can even eat the fragments of the god's power."

"It seems that, just as Senior Brother Erlong said, the source of the copper transformation also has a significant origin."

While Ivan was pondering this, Saddam had already completed the blood collection process.

He sealed the last test tube, placed it in the groove in the box, and then scratched his head.

"Arkham, these two have passed out, so we can't collect their urine."

Ivan snapped out of his daze and grinned, "What's so difficult about that?"

He bent down and, as if lifting a dead chicken, grabbed the young man with the bone-corroding plague worms inside his body by the back of his collar, lifting him off the ground.

Then, based on the experience passed down from the old hunter, apply a little pressure to a certain spot on his chest.

The unconscious young man suddenly woke up, gasping for breath, and looked around blankly.

Just then, under the dim streetlights, Evan leaned in almost face to face.

A wide grin stretched from ear to ear across his face.

The stark white teeth, seen at such close range, had an indescribable eeriness about them.

The next instant, the young man let out a scream.

He kicked and thrashed his legs wildly, and his pants instantly became soaked.

Ivan turned around and shouted to Saddam and his men with a smile.

"Look! He peed!"

"Believe me, this is definitely urine, not sweat!"

Saddam and his two companions stood there, blinking with expressions of speechlessness and bewilderment.

"This urine is contaminated." Saddam pushed up his glasses, his voice carrying a professional rigor.

"His pants were full of bacteria and debris; we need a clean urine sample for testing."

After he finished speaking, all five of them fell silent.

A night breeze blew by, causing the flame of the gas lamp on the street corner to tilt slightly.

Ivan broke the silence first, saying, "It's not a big problem, so please wait a moment."

Then, under the watchful eyes of the four men, he turned and ran into the pitch-black darkness of Poker Street.

The punk who had wet his pants on the ground was completely terrified. He curled up in a ball, covering his crotch with his hands, and sobbed softly.

Soon, a strange scream came from the depths of the darkness.

Then, to the astonishment of Saddam and his two companions, Ivan emerged from the darkness carrying a burly man.

That huge, burly man was carried on his shoulder with ease, as if he were carrying a bag of flour.

His legs kicked wildly in the air, and his fists pounded on Evan's back, but to no avail.

Ivan ran while laughing and comforting him.

"How can a grown man not even have this much courage!"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you! Just come here quietly and let me pee on you."

"I'm warning you, you're not allowed to wet your pants now!"

The burly man was on the verge of collapse.

He also had various signs of illness on his body, but he was twice as big as the others, and he had the Poison Blade Gang's logo tattooed on his neck.

He's probably a henchman in the gang responsible for maintaining order; he's a character with some fighting ability.

However, at this moment he was like a little girl being carried on the shoulders of a bandit, screaming and struggling.

"Let me go! I don't want to pee! You pervert!"

"Guild Master, help! Guild Master, help me! Someone is trying to force me!!"

In these gangs with their rather chaotic private lives, the subtext of a man carrying another man away in the dark and watching him urinate is already quite clear.

Standing outside, Morales, Saddam, and the other two could roughly guess what the burly man was afraid of when they heard his roar.

The four people instinctively took a step back, turned around at the same time, and hid their faces in the shadows where the streetlights couldn't reach.

Such shouting and yelling is really embarrassing.

After all, they are top students from the medical school of Sage University, and they will be working in the middle-class circles in the future!

The coachman, who was sitting in the carriage in the distance, saw this scene and choked on the half-puff of smoke he had just inhaled.

He was coughing and laughing at the same time, laughing so hard that tears came out.

Ivan tossed the burly man off his shoulder in front of the four men, then looked down at them and gave a loud order.

"Pee right now!! Hurry!"

The burly man's eyes were bloodshot, his body trembled constantly, and he curled up on the ground like a little girl surrounded by a group of bandits.

Saddam was in an extremely awkward position.

He cleared his throat and tried to speak in a professional and reassuring tone.

"Sir, please don't be afraid, we are not—people who are interested in men."

"We just want some of your urine to research treatments for your illness."

"We need to know exactly what infected you so that you can live longer."

Upon hearing this, the burly man suddenly raised his head.

His gaze swept past the group of people and landed on the carriage bearing the medical school's insignia in the distance. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at Evan with lingering fear and asked tentatively.

"You'll let me go back if I just provide urine? Instead of—giving it to this pervert?"

Saddam smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Mr. Arkham is here to protect us. He won't hurt you."

The burly man breathed a sigh of relief, his face flushed, and asked, "Then—how do I pee?"

Just as Saddam was instructing the strong man on how to use the collection container, Ivan squatted down next to the young man who had previously wet his pants.

He lowered his head, leaned closer to the young man who was still groaning in a semi-conscious state, and asked in a low voice.

"Hey! Where did you get your illness?"

The young man groggily opened his eyes, saw Ivan's face, and his body convulsed again.

But he was too weak to even scream.

"I—I don't want anyone to know—"

He beckoned to Evan, signaling him to come closer.

Ivan offered his ear.

The next second, the young man suddenly opened his mouth and bit down on Evan's ear.

Ivan didn't initially intend to dodge.

He planned to copperen his ears the moment the other guy's teeth touched his skin, knocking out a few of his teeth and teaching him a lesson.

But in those fractions of a second, he sensed something was wrong.

Ivan quickly looked up and then down.

On the young man's forehead, between his eyebrows, something extremely small was breaking through the skin.

A skeletal claw.

It was the size of a fingernail, deathly white, and its tip was as sharp as a pointed bone needle.

It pierced out from under the skin between the eyebrows, directly opposite the spot where Evan's temple had just been.

If he didn't look up, the claw would pierce his skull through his temple.

The moment Evan dodged, the skeletal claws, like a startled snake, swiftly retracted under his skin.

They vanished completely, as if they had never existed.

It moves at an extremely high speed, completely imperceptible to normal people.

But Ivan saw it!

I could clearly see the entire process of it extending and retracting.

It didn't seem to be hidden under the skin; it seemed to extend directly from the brain.

Without hesitation, Ivan punched the young man in the head, knocking him unconscious again.

Then he placed his palm on the other person's forehead.

With nimble fingers, he pressed around the center of his forehead a few times, and relying on his understanding of human anatomy, he quickly found a hollow area.

Right below the skull, at the brow, there is a cavity that does not belong to the normal human anatomy.

Evan's fingernails, now bronze, precisely sliced ​​through the skin.

The creature inside was like a venomous snake hiding in a cave; sensing the light and air, it instantly lunged out to bite.

The skeletal claw opened and snapped at Evan's fingers.

Evan didn't care at all.

The finger instantly turned bronze, and the claw bit into the bronze fingertip, making a faint cracking sound, like teeth biting into stone.

With the other hand, the fingers precisely pinched the soft part connected to the back of the claw, and then pulled hard.

With a sharp scream that was almost imperceptible to the human ear, the object was pulled out of the young man's skull.

It kept wriggling between Evan's fingers.

It is about four inches long.

Its entire body is composed of bones, and it is about two centimeters in diameter.

It looks like a small centipede made of bones.

More than 80% of its length is soft cartilage tissue, which can bend and move.

Only the head is a single, incredibly sharp skeletal claw that can open and close like a mouth, and can also come together to form spikes.

Just now, it was trying to use that paw to crack open Evan's skull at the temple.

"Interesting. This thing should be similar to the Bone-Eating Plague Worm."

Evan wiped off the slime and, while the parasite was still wriggling and struggling, threw it directly into his mouth.

Crunch!Crunch!

It feels like chewing on cartilage.

A few seconds later, he swallowed it.

Soon, a prompt appeared on the panel.

You have ingested a mutated Y-virus parasite. Effect duration: Permanent.

[Effect: Extraordinary Trait: Fog Brain Plague +0.5% (Click to view details)]

Does this reverse the side effects?

"Twist!"

[Reversal progress: 60 hours.]

Ivan licked his lips.

"60 hours — like the claws of a ghoul, it's a pure poison."

"And the positive effect is the new feature —"

"I didn't expect to acquire the fourth characteristic so quickly!"