He said in a deep voice, "It should be an abnormal curse that can dig out and amplify the negative emotions in his heart. This kind of curse is usually triggered by one or more mediums, and once triggered, it will become extremely fierce."
Moreover.
If the Executor and the others really saw the silhouette of a clown in his body.
It was indeed very similar to a certain curse he had known about before.
However, there wasn't much record of this curse even in the Night Healer's literature.
The only record was on a document from decades ago, which described the scene witnessed by a Night Healer when he traveled to a Misty City.
According to the record, an ancient city located in the dark world released an ancient and mysterious existence, which then led to a curse riot throughout the city. Thousands of creatures were driven mad by the curse.
And the curse they got at that time was the clown curse.
Everyone cursed would gradually have cognitive disorders as time passed.
And under the influence of the curse, they would gradually be driven crazy and agitated to trigger the mediums in their bodies, causing the curse in their bodies to continue to spiral out of control.
And if they couldn't get rid of the influence of the curse before it completely went out of control.
The out-of-control negative emotions would slowly form a new crazy will in the host's body.
And then completely replace that person!
This was also the most dangerous aspect of this curse!
"Because it's rumored that this curse originated from a released evil clown, and because the cognitive abnormalities they showed were too crazy, this curse was named..."
"The Crying Clown!"
Raven said in a deep voice.
...
A few minutes later, the two who had temporarily suppressed the curses in their bodies quickly shuttled through the streets.
The Executor had been sent by Raven to meet the other Night Healers.
Black Skull turned his head, looked at Raven solemnly, and said hoarsely,
"Sir, if it's really the curse you mentioned, then how should we deal with it?"
Raven said in a deep voice, "First of all, we need to understand that most curses can be restrained by divine power. The curse in this young man's body has just shown signs of getting out of control. Obviously, he hasn't been cursed for a long time. Since that's the case, we have a way to get rid of it."
Black Skull asked hesitantly, "Divine power... Do you mean?"
"It might be very tricky in other places, but it's different here."
Raven raised his head and looked into the distance at the church in the middle of the town, with a deep look in his eyes.
"This town has a relic from the divine world."
Ravens flew one by one over the high cross dome of the church.
The church stood in the black fog, dilapidated and decayed.
...
At this moment.
Inside the church.
The town chief stood there solemnly, leaning on his scepter, with hundreds of worried town residents behind him.
Most of the residents had taken advantage of the previous break to move into the church, and the residents infected with diseases by that young man had also been properly settled.
"Town chief! What's going on?"
"Why did Doctor Lin suddenly turn into that? And all the people touched by Doctor Lin have shown various abnormal diseases..."
The surrounding townspeople all had pale faces and looked extremely uneasy.
Because they found that the diseases inflicted on them by Doctor Lin were very similar to the types of diseases on those werewolves who had been subdued before.
But they just couldn't figure it out.
He was so friendly before...
The town chief raised his head solemnly and said, "This is the dark world. Nothing is impossible. Maybe he was affected by something, or maybe he was originally an evil spirit that spreads diseases. In either case, all we can do is try our best to protect ourselves."
The candles flickered in the empty hall.
And at this time.
Suddenly.
Two figures with beak masks suddenly appeared on the door of the church. They were like ghosts, directly ignoring the obstruction of the door and stepping into the church.
"Be on guard!"
With a loud shout.
Swish swish swish—
Shotguns were instantly aimed at the two suddenly appearing Night Healers.
"Don't be nervous. We're not here to harm you."
Raven stretched out his hand and made a hoarse voice under his beak mask.
The townspeople in the hall were still in shock, with pale faces, looking at them with extremely vigilant eyes.
The town chief, leaning on his scepter, stretched out his hand to stop the guards beside him and asked warily,
"Then what are you two here for?"
The lenses on Raven's beak mask refracted the faint candlelight in the church, and he said hoarsely,
"I think you've also seen the situation of your doctor. We found a curse in his body. That curse has affected his perception and made his behavior seriously abnormal."
"Now he's still lurking in your town, and under the influence of the curse, he will definitely seek to diagnose more creatures, thus increasing the spread of diseases."
"And you are the best targets for him here."
As soon as these words came out, all the townspeople were shocked, and their faces turned pale.
The town chief's gaze was fixed, and he said solemnly,
"Do you want us to be bait for him?"
Raven said hoarsely, "No, we're here to ask for help."
...
In a dark house in the town, there were continuous sounds of cutting and sewing.
A werewolf was tied to the chopping board in horror by tentacles, and a young man squatting in front of him was trembling all over, holding a Night Demon Knife, and performing surgery on him with a swish swish sound.
[Ding! You've discovered the disease on the target: Cardiovascular Tumor!]
[Ding! You've discovered the disease on the target: Skin and Flesh Cyst!]
"No! No! No!"
The young man with bloodied hands scratched his scalp anxiously, looking at the werewolf's chest that he had already sewn up perfectly.
He grabbed his cheeks anxiously and distortedly, saying,
"I've clearly cured him of those dozen diseases. Why hasn't he recovered yet! Why are there still so many diseases?! Why do their diseases never end!"
He became more and more agitated, hunched over, and paced back and forth in the room with the knife in his hand.
His drooping left hand, which was allergic to pesticide (x﹏x), said,
"You crazy brain, haven't you realized it yet? You're cursed. No matter how many times you cure them, as long as you diagnose them, you'll inflict new diseases on them."
"No!"
Ryan tore at the corners of his mouth, clenched his bloodied fingers with a click-click sound, and said crazily,
"It's because their bodies are too weak. Their diseases never end! I can't waste time on just this one patient. This town is already infected with diseases. I must make them realize that they're all sick! They're all ill!"
Crash—
He suddenly withdrew the tentacles binding the werewolf.
He nimbly jumped out of the window like a cheetah and immediately climbed onto the roof.
His increasingly wild eyes quickly scanned the town.
Then his gaze suddenly fell on the tall church in the black fog in the distance, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a crazy expression.
"There are a lot of people there. They're waiting for me. I need to go and help them immediately!"
"I need... I need to cure them!"
...