The port city—Diptus.
Its architectural style bore a strong resemblance to Zion,
or rather, the humans across this continent all favored modern Gothic architecture (Gothic Revival) when building large cities. Its main features were tall, slender spires and steeples.
The plague colonies of the Old World seemed to favor this architectural style as well, preserving it completely.
Or perhaps the Tooth Hall did not reject human culture. It was also quite receptive and willing to change.
Of course, although the human architectural style had been preserved, plague-related elements had also been incorporated. In particular, the diverse strains of bacteria brought by The Vibrio Sea made the entire city seem to possess both the order of Human Civilization and the disorder of the plague.
Caw~ The city gates slowly swung open.
William had not even fully set foot inside when a sea breeze blew straight at him, carrying a thick and richly varied assortment of smells.
Besides rotting seafood, stinking boots, ruptured pustules, and the gases continuously expelled from the swollen bodies of the drowned through their anuses and intestines,
there was also a smell that William found extremely familiar—or rather, one inherited from Yi Chen's memories. It was the smell of disinfectant commonly found in modern hospitals and dental clinics.
Mixed into everything else, the disinfectant smell was like the finishing touch on a painting. It elevated the complex, layered stench to an even higher level, allowing it to burst straight into the mouths of outsiders. The effect was immediate.
It was like a raging fever, scouring the visitors' minds from within.
Generally speaking, any outsider who came here—even Sick Ones from the Old World who claimed to have seen plenty of the world—would feel their stomachs being twisted by tremendous force and vomit endlessly.
Yue!
Even William felt nauseated