The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO
Chapter 900 - 900 899 All Cursed

900: Chapter 899: All Cursed 900: Chapter 899: All Cursed Medusa!

Everyone instinctively shouted out the same name.

Medusa is one of the three snake-haired gorgon sisters in Greek mythology.

Among the three sisters, only Medusa was mortal, while her elder sisters Sthenno and Euriali possessed demon bodies.

It is said that Medusa was once a beautiful maiden.

At the height of her arrogance, even though the Sea God Poseidon loved her, she proclaimed herself even more beautiful than the Goddess Athena within Athena’s temple.

Infuriated, Athena cast a spell that turned Medusa’s luscious locks into venomous snakes, transforming the beauty into a monster.

Even more terrifyingly, Medusa’s eyes emitted a horrifying glow; anyone who dared to even glance at her face would immediately turn into a lifeless stone.

But almost immediately, everyone frowned.

“That’s not right.

Medusa belongs to Western mythology.

How could she end up here in Huaxia Country?”

“And the characters from mythology aren’t necessarily real,” Chen Bowen also shook his head.

Not to mention Western myths, he was skeptical of even Huaxia myths and legends.

Wang Dadong, however, was somewhat convinced because the woman’s image he had seen, with locks resembling snakes, matched the description of the legendary Medusa remarkably well.

Reaching Wang Dadong’s cultivation realm, his understanding of the world far surpassed that of ordinary people.

To others, myths were just myths, but to cultivators like him, myths were far more than mere tales.

Wang Dadong had long suspected that those stories in myths, legends, or novels might not be as straightforward as they seemed.

Moreover, the information he had recently acquired suggested one thing: in ancient times, the practice of ancient martial arts had reached its zenith.

It was an era where powerful beings were as numerous as cattle, and Saints at that time might only have been considered low-level existences.

But for some unknown reason, that era suddenly vanished into history’s river.

Although he did not yet know the reason behind the disappearance of that era, he believed that the truth would surface in the not-so-distant future.

Wang Dadong summoned someone to fetch paper and pen, then promptly began drawing the head tumor he had seen on the patient’s body.

It was the image of a striking snake-haired beauty, her eyes flashing with a horrifying glow.

“It really is Medusa!”

Everyone gasped audibly.

Wang Dadong’s drawing was highly realistic, almost lifelike, especially those eyes—they seemed capable of piercing souls.

“We’re doomed!” Wang Dadong suddenly exclaimed.

“What’s wrong?” Everyone looked at Wang Dadong in confusion.

Wang Dadong, utterly shocked, said, “You’ve all been cursed by Medusa!”

Legend has it that looking directly at Medusa’s face would turn someone into stone.

However, Wang Dadong wasn’t aware that even viewing an image of Medusa could activate the curse.

“What?

Impossible!” Everyone was incredulous.

Even if the legendary Medusa were real, and even if seeing her face could indeed turn someone into stone, how could merely looking at her image trigger a curse?

It sounded absurd.

“I don’t believe it either, but I just secretly observed all of you and found human-shaped tumors in your brains!” Wang Dadong said gravely.

“Hmm, but I haven’t been cursed.” Wang Dadong examined his own body and found no signs of tumors.

At this moment, Wang Cong happened to awaken and entered the cell.

Seeing Wang Dadong holding a painting, he instinctively wanted to check it out, but Wang Dadong quickly covered it up.

“What’s that?

Why are you hiding it?

We’re part of the same team.

Any information must be shared!” Wang Cong demanded unapologetically.

“I suggest you don’t look at it.” Wang Dadong said coolly.

“If you say I shouldn’t, that makes me even more curious.” Wang Cong snatched the painting from Wang Dadong’s hands.

Chen Bowen and the others tried to stop him, but it was already too late.

“So this is what you’re hiding?

It’s just a picture.

Wang Dadong, don’t forget your role—you’re just a bodyguard.

What business do you have fussing over a picture?” Wang Cong scoffed disdainfully.

A moment later, Wang Cong flipped the painting to the side, sneering, “What the heck is this?

It’s creepy, but that’s all.”

Wang Dadong, however, smiled faintly and said, “Congratulations, you’ve fallen victim to Medusa’s Gaze.”

“Medusa’s Gaze?

What gibberish are you talking about?” Wang Cong asked in confusion.

“The patients in Donghao Town aren’t suffering from a disease; they’re victims of a curse called Medusa’s Gaze.

Those cursed gradually become stiff and eventually turn to stone,” Wang Dadong explained.

“Medusa’s Gaze?

Are you kidding me?

You’ve been reading too many myths.” Wang Cong immediately mocked his claim.

As a researcher of Western medicine, Westerners emphasized science, and Wang Cong didn’t believe a single word of Wang Dadong’s seemingly absurd explanation.

“Wang Dadong isn’t lying.

Legend has it that anyone who looked at Medusa’s face would turn to stone.

We just viewed Medusa’s image, which means we’ve been cursed,” Chen Bowen said solemnly.

When all impossible possibilities are eliminated, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.

Though the emergence of Medusa’s curse in Huaxia Country was indeed surreal, all evidence suggested this was indeed Medusa’s curse.

“No way, I don’t believe you.

You’re definitely trying to trick me.” Wang Cong had studied abroad and was already familiar with Western myths, but he always treated them as mere stories.

It was impossible to take them seriously.

Moreover, how could merely glancing at a painting activate a curse?

He refused to believe it even if his life depended on it.

“Believe it or not.

Chen Gong, let’s go find out how these patients were cursed.” Wang Dadong ignored Wang Cong and decided to investigate the origin of the curse.

Perhaps it would lead them to the source.

“We can only ask patients who’ve been symptomatic for less than three days.

Those who’ve been ill for five days can’t even speak anymore, as their tongues have already hardened,” the villagers explained.

After extensive interrogations, everyone became more convinced of the Medusa curse theory.

Wang Dadong showed all symptomatic patients the painting, and all admitted seeing similar images in the past.

“Ask those who can still speak where they first saw these images.” Wang Dadong said with a grave expression.

Before long, the results came in.

Some patients claimed they saw such images in a ruin west of Lop Nur, while others said they became afflicted after purchasing certain antiques.

Wang Dadong collected those antiques and found that every single artifact bore Medusa’s image!