Chapter 1079

"Only these potions?" asked Cynthia's mother.

"Of course not. This is only the first batch of finished products. Next, the factories under the Research Institute in Whitestone will spare no effort to make new plague killers to help the Allied tribes tide over the difficulties," Cecilia said.

"How long does it take? My people can't support it for too long." Cynthia's mother is really afraid. She has experienced the human procrastination in Whitestone.

Fortunately, Cecilia gave her an accurate answer: "seven days at most."

Cynthia's mother breathed a sigh of relief. According to her observation, the higher the status of the nobility, the heavier the weight of commitment. If this sentence is from the knight horse delicious, she still has some doubts, but Cecilia's credibility is undoubtedly higher.

Of course, it's different from the drow elves. Due to the belief of Spider Queen rose, the drow elves are proud to go back on their word and make profits.

Cecilia looked at Cynthia's mother relieved and added, "your mother, there was a scout report two days ago, and the spies of the survivors of the crime domain began to infiltrate North. I hope you can send strong people who are good at detection to catch them."

"No problem." at this point, of course, Cynthia's mother answered every request, at least on the surface.

Cecilia was not fooled. She said: "I don't know how many there are, but it is conservatively estimated that it will not be less than ten teams. I hope you can capture at least half of the quantity, otherwise they will destroy the production of the drug factory, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to deliver on time."

"... I understand." Cynthia's mother certainly recognized the threat of Cecilia's hidden needle in the cotton.

"Then I'll leave."

After Cecilia left, the two spider priests behind Cynthia's mother came forward to watch the box of new pestilence elixir.

"Can this medicine really cure the deadly plague on us?"

"Will humans deceive us?"

Two priestesses raised their doubts one after another.

"No, if they deceive us with fake drugs, the result is that all our tribes will become plague undead and their enemies. This is what human beings do not want to see, and it is also a hidden bargaining chip for our negotiation... Otherwise, the female city Lord will put forward more harsh conditions just now."

Cynthia's mother said slowly, "Marcia, Alba... The first batch of finished drugs will be given to you two first."

The faces of the two priestesses changed slightly.

Marcia hurriedly said, "Lord mother, how dare I use the antidote in front of you."

Alba, another priestess, was obviously direct: "if the Lord mother wants to test the efficacy, she can find some ordinary people to come over."

"You think I'm asking you to test the medicine?" Cynthia's mother said coldly. "I've said there's no problem with the medicine. How dare you defy my kindness? I'm going to reassess your loyalty."

A faint murderous spirit spread in the camp.

The expressions of both priestesses collapsed.

Marcia bowed her head and said, "yes, we disobeyed the master mother's wishes. I hope the master mother will give me another chance to use drugs."

Alba said, "yes, I am willing to use drugs after Marcia to relieve my mother's worries."

Marcia scolded secretly in her heart, but under Cynthia's gaze, she honestly picked up a tube of new plague killer medicine and choked it off.

"How's it going?" asked Cynthia.

"No... no feeling." Marcia was stunned for a moment and felt it carefully. She really didn't feel it, and the pale skin and scars on the body surface remained the same.

"Humans deceived us with fake drugs!" Alba shouted angrily.

Before the words fell, Marcia suddenly changed her face, sat on the ground with her stomach, and screamed suddenly.

"Poisonous! Human beings have ulterior motives, but what they give is poison!" Alba rejoiced in her heart.

"Shut up." Cynthia's mother was much calmer. She scolded, "look carefully. The body spots on Marcia's body surface are slowly disappearing."

This is the case.

The priestess Marcia soon recovered from her pain. Her skin regained a trace of luster, and the body spots dissipated a lot. It used to look like a water filled zombie, but now it's at least a little more like a living person.

"How do you feel? Is this medicine effective?" asked Cynthia's mother.

"It's effective. But the process is painful, and the irritation of this medicine is very strong... Moreover, I haven't fully recovered, and I should take medicine at least two or three times to completely eradicate the plague virus." Marcia was quite happy for the rest of her life.

"Well, I heard from the female town leader that it took several weeks for people to recover from the previous plague killer drugs. Now it seems that the effectiveness of the new plague killer drugs has been improved a lot, and it only takes a few times to recover. The erudite is really great and an excellent talent. If you have the opportunity, you can visit and pull the erudite Come here. "

Cynthia's mistress said to another priestess, "alba, it's your turn to take medicine."

Cynthia's mother had a very strong sense of crisis after she suffered a great loss from the Beth Suwei upheaval. She was afraid that Marcia's test was a coincidence, so she had to let the priestess Alba act as the experimental sample again.

Why did you choose these two priestesses to test the medicine instead of a few ordinary people with low status? The reason is also very simple. The strength and lineage of the two priestesses and Cynthia's mother are relatively close, and the result of the drug test is the most convincing. If you change the weak ordinary people, the test results may vary from person to person.

The effect of the medicine taken by the priestess Alba was similar to that of the priestess Marcia. After the severe pain, the symptoms of the plague of the dead were relieved.

Now, Cynthia's mother was relieved.

"Lord mother, what should we do next? Should we follow the arrangement of the human city Lord and catch the spies of the survivors of the sin domain?"

Cynthia's mistress nodded: "of course, we have to go, and we can't be perfunctory. We must do our best. Don't you hear the implied meaning of the other party's words? If they are not satisfied with our war results, the provision of antidotes will change. Now, our tribe urgently needs human antidotes... We can't obey her assignment."

"When the dead plague virus in the body is completely eradicated, you don't have to look at human faces anymore," said alba, the priestess.

"Hum, you don't have to look at her face then..."

Cynthia's mother squeezed her fist. "I want to occupy Whitestone!"