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Just as Matthew deliberated over whether he should turn back and head down the other direction, he caught a
whiff of blood.
He followed the scent and soon found a pool of blood on the grass.
There were a few white bugs slowly crawling amid the blood.
Matthew's brows tightened.
He recognized these bugs. It was one of the cursed bugs of Orleans which could devour a person's organs. It was
a terrifying bug.
However, these bugs could only survive inside a person's body.
What's going on? Why is there a pool of blood here with these bugs in it?
Did the three of them run into someone? Did Lord Voodoo plant these bugs inside that person?
As Matthew pondered the possibilities, he continued running in this direction.
He found even more streaks of blood along the way.
It looked as if someone injured had fled this way.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter following the path for half an hour, there weren't any more streaks of blood, but the scent of the cursed
bugs continued. However, Matthew now caught an even stronger stench of blood.
He tracked the smell which took him to a rocky area nearby.
The stench cfrom somewhere beneath the edge of the cliff.
Matthew looked down and saw someone lying on the ground beneath the cliff.
It was at least a hundred feet down from where he was, but as the sky was dark, he couldn't ascertain who that
person was.
Matthew quickly jogged down from the side and went near the person.
When he grew close, he finally realized that it was Gregory!
Gregory, the renowned Dr. Huntington who was once the center of attention in Stonedale, was now splattered on
the ground. He was clutching onto the medicinal plants around him. His mouth was stuffed full of medicinal
herbs as well.
He was beginning to lose consciousness, but despite his mind growing hazy, he was still chewing on the herbs as
hard as he could. He didn't want to miss out on any chance of survival.
Matthew frowned. He never would have thought that it would be Gregory.
He went over and flipped Gregory over, but as soon as he took a look at Gregory, he gasped.
There was a large hole in Gregory's abdomen which gave a clear view of the white cursed bugs that were
crawling around in his stomach, which was full of them.
These cursed bugs had devoured his organs and had even consumed most of his intestines.
Gregory was only still alive because he was a medical expert. He ate these herbs just in the nick of tto
prolong his life for a little while.
Anyone else would have died by now!
When Gregory saw Matthew, his eyes brightened with hope as he stammered, "S-Save m-me..."
Matthew glanced at Gregory's stomach and shook his head helplessly.
No one could save Gregory now, not even a heavenly deity!
The hope drained out of Gregory's eyes when he saw Matthew shaking his head. He even stopped chewing on
the herbs.
If even Matthew couldn't save him now, there wasn't anyone else in the world who could.
Matthew took out a pill and stuffed it into Gregory's mouth. Then, he took out a set of silver needles and stuck
them in a few of Gregory's acupoints which helped keep him alive temporarily.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"How did you end up like this, Gregory? Where's Lord Voodoo and Macon?" Matthew asked.
Gregory lay on the ground without answering Matthew's question. He had a look of utter despair on his face.
"Lord Voodoo must have planted the cursed bugs in you. Did Lord Voodoo and Macon join forces and secretly
harmed you?" Matthew continued probing.
Even so, Gregory clenched his jaw and didn't respond.
Matthew frowned and declared grimly, "You don't have much tleft, Gregory. Are you keeping quiet because
you want to protect Lord Voodoo and Macon? It's true that we have a score to settle between us, but you need to
remember that it was Lord Voodoo who did this to you, not me!"
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