novelraw Chapter 211: Abusing Your Own Body Is a Sin
Chapter 211: Abusing Your Own Body Is a Sin
Chapter 211: Abusing Your Own Body Is a SinTime slowly passed, the entire small town enveloped in white mist.
A deathly silence.
And just then, the people inside suddenly heard, as if from just outside the house where they were hiding, faint sounds of cutting coming through.
Squelch—
It sounded like someone was using a knife, methodically dismembering a corpse limb by limb.
The werewolves who had taken shelter instantly stiffened completely, their eyes trembling as they held their breath, not daring to move a muscle.
Because they likely knew.
That was almost certainly some werewolves who hadn't managed to get indoors in time, discovered by the Night Doctors and currently undergoing "treatment."
Their companions.
But they didn't dare make a sound.Nor dared they rush out.
Because the Night Doctors' treatment methods were extremely swift and violent. In just a few minutes, they could complete your dissection and then reassemble you.
"Hold your breath, they're coming!"
The Mayor urgently reminded everyone.
Everyone in the room covered their mouths and noses, trembling as they pressed against the walls.
Outside.
Slow, eerie footsteps could be heard approaching step by step.
The shadow of a beaked mask slowly cast through the window into the room.
Thump—
The only sound in the entire room was the violent beating of hearts.
They could all feel that right now, that Night Doctor was just outside the window, separated from them by only a single wall.
Clearly.
During this time, any werewolves who hadn't managed to get indoors in time had already been "cured" by that Night Doctor.
And Lynn was also pressed against the corner, covering his violently pounding heart, trying hard to suppress his fluctuating emotions.
Except while others were afraid.
He was excited.
Slowly, as they waited trembling, the long shadow projected through the window gradually moved and then disappeared from their sight.
Everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But just as they were about to relax,
Knock—
Three slow, rhythmic knocks came from the direction of the main door.
The hearts of everyone around immediately leaped to their throats.
Right outside the door!
That Night Doctor was right outside the door!
Complete silence fell around them, everyone holding their breath, not daring to utter a word.
After the knocking.
Outside fell into an eerie silence again.
Slowly.
They heard the sound of footsteps moving away.
Until the footsteps faded into the distance.
The werewolf leaning against the opposite wall trembled as he covered his heart, saying:
"That Night Doctor... didn't... didn't find us?"
But the moment he finished speaking,
Whoosh—
A hand wearing a black leather glove suddenly reached through the wall above his shoulder like a ghost, then immediately clamped onto his face.
Crash—
The werewolf let out a terrified scream.
But before he could even reach out his hands, his entire body was instantly pulled through the wall like a ghost by that hand.
Everyone in the room's faces changed dramatically.
"Not good!"
Squelch—
From the other side of the wall soon came sounds of chopping meat and cutting, accompanied by the werewolf's sharp screams, intensely agitating everyone's nerves.
At this moment.
The remaining two werewolves, who were less affected by the mist, finally lost their reason.
They scrambled up forcefully, pushed open the door, and rushed in panic into the white mist outside.
"Run! Run quickly!"
But clearly.
Fear had made them make an extremely wrong decision.
They had only run a few steps when thudding sounds of falling could be heard from outside.
The Mayor immediately rushed over quickly, gritting his teeth as he slammed the door shut.
Without another word.
He immediately took out the potent toxin adhesive and directly poured it into his mouth.
He shouted loudly: "Quick! They've already found us, drink the potion quickly!"
The guards also turned pale, hurriedly fumbling for their potions, about to drink them.
But one of the guards' fingers trembled.
That bottle of potion slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, the black adhesive quickly evaporating.
Buzz—
His mind went blank.
But his excellent reflexes immediately made him decide. Gritting his teeth, he pulled out a blade and stabbed himself several times in the chest with squelching sounds.
Lynn: "!!!"
Ruthless!
This is absolutely first-class ruthlessness!
And almost the moment he finished stabbing himself, the sounds of cutting and sewing from outside the door also disappeared.
The entire room was suffocated with tension.
Then slowly.
A hand slowly reached through the wall.
Under everyone's trembling gaze, a tall figure dressed entirely in black leather, wearing a top hat and plague doctor mask, slowly walked through the wall like a ghost.
Appearing in their field of vision.
Ding ding ding ding!
Surrounding SAN values plummeted with notifications.
And Lynn finally got a clear look at his full appearance, his eyes immediately displaying the system's prompt.
[Night Doctor · Executor]
[Race]: Stitched Person
[Attribute]: Lawful Good (?)
[Level]: ???
[Combat Ability]: Doctors walking in the night do not enjoy combat.
[Introduction]: A group of doctors walking in the night, dedicated to saving all suffering creatures in the Dark World. They protect, they heal, they redeem. They are enemies of plague and curses, embodiments of kindness and affection. They are excellent surgical doctors, they... will cure all your illnesses...
Lynn was astonished.
The Executor with the plague doctor mask scanned everyone present once, a dark atmosphere spreading wantonly around them.
Then his gaze fell upon the Mayor and those guards who had taken the potent toxin.
"Abusing your own body is sinful. You make me feel ashamed and angry on your behalf, but I will still heal your wounds."
A gentle voice came from the plague doctor mask.
Then he floated over to the pale-faced Mayor, extended a sharp finger, and pierced it into the Mayor's stomach.
Squelch—
The sound of piercing flesh.
The Mayor trembled violently, tightly gripping his staff.
But faintly visible, the black aura on his face was slowly gathering toward his stomach, strands of black adhesive noisily clinging to the Night Doctor's finger, being extracted from his body.
"Pain is good medicine. It can keep you awake."
As the last strand of black aura was drawn out by that finger.
The black aura on the Mayor's face finally completely faded.
Watching this scene.
Lynn's eyes showed astonishment as he quickly pulled out a notebook, scribbling down notes rapidly.
Amazing! Amazing!
Just a simple stab, and he can easily remove poison from the body—is this the Night Doctor's method?
"Th... thank you!"
The Mayor trembled, moving his throat.
The Executor with the plague doctor mask withdrew his finger, the mask's lenses reflecting the Mayor's bleeding stomach.
Rip—
No one saw clearly how he moved.
Just a flick of his finger.
The Mayor's chest and abdominal clothing were precisely sliced open.
[Ding! Mayor Karmon's SAN value -10]
And under the Mayor's pale, trembling gaze, the Night Doctor took out sharp needles and thread, and with dizzying speed, quickly sutured the wound in his stomach.
Only after the suturing was completed did the Mayor tremble with relief.
"Your body is protected by holy power. The dark curse has not eroded your soul. You are pure and flawless."
The Night Doctor actually reached out and lightly touched both shoulders and chest, showing him respect.
Elegant and terrifying.
The Mayor said palely: "May the Lord bless you, Amen."
"Amen."
The Night Doctor didn't linger, turning his head and using the same method to heal another guard who had taken the potent toxin potion.
Then.
His gaze fell upon the brave warrior who had stabbed himself over a dozen times.
"You're afraid of me? So you mutilate your own body? I despise you for it, but I will still heal you—not just your knife wounds."