"We also want to stay..."

Said Mr. and Mrs. Wilcox.

Aware of Professor Anji's strange performance and strange statement, they were eager to love their son and dared not give their safety to two complete strangers. They also proposed to stay.

Suze smiled: "Mr. Wilcox, treating your son, Mr. Wilcox Jr. requires an absolutely quiet environment and my unique method."

"I hope you don't stay here to disturb me and hinder the treatment of little Mr. Wilcox."

"This is absolutely impossible!"

Mr. Wilcox, who had seen the world, immediately flatly refused.

He once heard that the young girls of some families, because they believed that some swindlers could cure their diseases, allowed the swindlers to get along with the young girls, which shamed the family and became a laughing stock for a time.

Now the strange Professor Angie and Suze have aroused Mr Wilcox's suspicion.

Even if he wants to make friends with an archaeological authority again, if the other party is an old madman and an old liar, he can't give his son to such a person.

Even though the son has become that creepy look.

Suze was determined and helpless to see Mr. Wilcox, Mrs. Wilcox and Professor Angie: "it turns out that you are so brave... In that case, you can see it. It may be an unforgettable memory for you all your life."

"Or maybe after that, it's hard for you to look at the world you think you know."

"Yes, I'm ready." Professor Angie said excitedly and expectantly.

"You must have been in the circus and learned some tricks to fool people." Mr. Wilcox said with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Since the beginning, he has lost his trust in Professor Anji. Now he is more outspoken and says that Su Ze is a liar who can juggle.

Suze smiled and didn't care about him at all. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on Henry Anthony Wilcox's shoulder.

"Come and communicate with me, kesulu of laleier!"

Almost for a moment, a kind of greasy, instinctive and malicious feeling spread towards Su Ze's palm.

Suze sensed, almost instantly, that this force was outside Rhode Island, deep in the Pacific Ocean.

Then he saw each other's figure, a huge monster with thousands of meters of mountains.

His head was wrapped with octopus tentacles, his wings grew behind him, and his skin was bare but wrinkled.

As if his existence itself is a challenge to human cognition, all strange and evil things and all creepy imagination can be reflected in him.

This is the old ruler, the master of laleier, the evil god ksuru.

When the two sides looked at each other, Suze smiled, kesulu roared and sent out welcome words - the roar seemed like a challenge, a malice, a curse.

But there is no doubt that ksuru's evil god is welcomed in a standard way.

"Welcome... Your arrival is different from our new God."

With his welcoming voice, Henry Wilcox's skin fluctuated like blisters. He opened his mouth and didn't know how to express his ecstasy and fanaticism.

"Ah... Ah..."

He roared, growled and shouted, shouting a voice of unknown meaning.

"New... God... New God! Welcome! "

Then Henry Wilcox, who had apparently defeated all his senses, raised his hand and put his palm into his mouth.

Mr. Wilcox, Mrs. Wilcox and Professor Angie stared at the scene.

They saw that Henry Wilcox just put his palm in at first, and then suddenly put half of his arm in.

His throat was suddenly strangely enlarged and thickened. He could clearly see that the palm was scratching in his throat, as if looking for something.

"Oh!"

The loud nausea sound sounded, and the fishy smell filled the air.

Henry Wilcox pulled out his arm slowly with enthusiasm and joy, as if he had caught something.

As his arm stretched out, a thick liquid trickled down the corner of his mouth and landed on the ground. Where mucus fell, it showed a suspicious dark green, spreading piece by piece, like a rapidly growing moss.

Professor Angie and Wilcox watched the scene in amazement. They saw what Henry Wilcox took out of his throat - a slightly wriggling, fresh and thick Octopus tentacle.

"Oh!"

Mrs. Wilcox could not help but cover her mouth and make a retching sound, and so did Mr. Wilcox.

The scene in front of them was so terrible and strange that they subverted all their common sense.

Professor Angie was equally upset.

Henry Wilcox, is it because of ksuru's special look, or because he violated the gods?

Su Ze just pressed his palm on him. Why did he trigger such a terrible reaction?

"Kesulu."

Su Ze said calmly, "how about taking your tentacles back first?"

"After all, I am also a doctor who comes to see a doctor. If a patient dies and becomes a monster in front of me, it will be too humiliating."

"New God, you are provoking me!" Kesulu roared, not only did not recover the slightest impact of his disclosure, but increased the impact on Henry Wilcox.

Kesulu's direct attention made his skin pale and swollen, as if he had been soaked in the sea for an unknown time

Then something surged under the body, ready to break through the skin.

Suze smiled and squeezed his palm. A flame appeared in his palm and burned Henry Wilcox to ashes.

"Ah?"

Cried Professor Angie in disbelief.

Mr. and Mrs. Wilcox were still nauseous, disgusted and frightened. When they saw that Su Ze actually burned his beloved son to ashes, they immediately screamed and rushed towards Su Ze.

Suze calmly raised his fingers, and an invisible barrier appeared in front of Mr. and Mrs. Wilcox.

"Don't worry."

He said.

Professor Angie asked in a trembling voice, "was that divine punishment just now? Did Henry offend the gods? "

"Of course not."

"Henry Wilcox was too deeply influenced and eroded by kesulu," Suze said. So it can't be saved, so I will completely destroy him. "

"Ah?" Professor Angie couldn't believe it. "Did you do it? Why did you do that? "

"No, how can you do it? A human, a flame from the palm of his hand... How is this possible? "

"Where's Henry? Where's our son Henry? " Mr. and Mrs. Wilcox shouted in horror and slapped the invisible barrier in front of Suze.

"Your son... Isn't he right here?"

Suze just said, pointing a finger, and another new Henry Anthony Wilcox appeared in front of Professor Angie and Wilcox.

He was no longer crazy and twisted, but calm and rational when he first visited Professor Anji on March 1.

"Professor Angie... Why are you here? I just want to visit you. "

Professor Angie was surprised, and so were the Wilcox couple.

Henry's illness, okay?

"Henry... You..."

"What's the matter with me?" Henry Wilcox looked at his mother impatiently. "Didn't I say? You are not allowed to break into my bedroom! "

"And what's going on in my bedroom? Why is it so fishy? "

"Where's the maid? Where is the maid? "

His series of questions immediately made the Wilcox and his wife happy - yes, the rebellious bastard who insisted on carving!

Professor Angie also looked at him in surprise and hesitated: "Mr. Henry Wilcox, do you remember when you met me?"

"Of course, about two years ago, at a cocktail party."

"So... How many times have you seen me in March this year..."

Asked Professor Angie.

"Don't we meet now?" Henry Wilcox said with a relaxed smile, "today is March 1st, Professor Angie. Can't you remember February and March wrong?"

Professor Angie gave him an uneasy look and looked at Suze respectfully and fearfully: "Mr. Suze, why did Henry become like this -"

"Of course, I think the little Mr. Wilcox on March 1 can still be saved. The little Mr. Wilcox I saw today has completely become a monster without reason and human memory. It is not worth saving at all."

Suze said, "so I destroyed today's monster and resurrected a little Mr. Wilcox who really has memory and reason. Everything has been solved perfectly."

I see - I see such a ghost!

Professor Angie can't express the complex feeling in his heart at this time. It's really extremely complex: I thought you were a believer of kesulu. It turns out that you are also a god!

Set fire to burn people to ashes and completely revive someone on March 1 at this time.

This is not God. What is it?

Professor Angie wanted to kneel down and express his respect to the gods.

The Wilcox couple haven't recovered until now - to be exact, their minds are too attached to the ordinary world to accept the scene in front of them.

Son turned into a terrible monster, disgusting?

The son was raised and burned to death with fire and turned into ashes?

The son was raised again?

They couldn't accept and convince themselves of anything, so they couldn't respond and respond subconsciously. They could only focus on their son Henry.

As for monsters, miracles, flames... They subconsciously stay away as if they did not exist.

This is the only thing they can do.