At that moment, the true core that formed the Time Ruins, established this demonic realm, and twisted reality... revealed itself before Ji Jue.
The cause was the Undying Disease that could not be redeemed. Its foundation was countless despairing patients tortured for eternity. What had ultimately sacrificed everything to achieve this was a single-minded salvation that refused to give up even until death arrived.
The helpless doctors had given everything they had, even sacrificing their souls—the prayers and wishes they had offered to the world at the very end.
It welcomed Ascension.
Even if they lost everything, so long as this one conviction remained, they would never abandon their patients, never betray their oath, and never allow things that poisoned and polluted to continue existing in this world!
Even if the thing about to spread poison and corruption had become themselves.
That resolute expression stood before Ji Jue's eyes.
"..."
Ji Jue stood there blankly, unable to speak.
The doctor's expression twitched. Bathed in crimson rain, he looked as though he were crying, yet also as though he were forcing out a wretched smile.
"I'm not a good doctor."
His lips trembled as he murmured wearily, "I... I can't remember... So many things, I can't remember them anymore. Who am I? Everyone... what happened to everyone..."
"They're sick. Everyone is sick. I'm sick too."
"I don't know how to save myself, and I don't know how to save them... It's all... my fault..."
"What did everyone become?"
He struggled to raise his head, wanting to look around, but he could find no figures of salvation or recovery—only wailing, flesh tumors, and blood rain falling, drowning the hospital as it gradually collapsed and vanished.
And so, he gradually came to understand. "In the end, I couldn't save a single person."
Boom!