Chapter 346

The scorching sun slants slightly to the west, and the implicit warm sunshine falls on the simple camp, bringing a little comfortable atmosphere.

Eastar's figure disappeared in the city wall. He needed to arrange the personnel who had arrived at the temple of wealth to help the noxas cavalry garrison the city gate.

After being baptized by the breath of life, the main ship scouts also began to slowly enter the camp for internal repair, and then there was a time to need these Yodel people.

"What have you got from the reconnaissance of heimu province?" modrian asked, looking at Timo with a dignified look in front of him.

Timo is amiable and charming in his daily life. Only when he meets important things or tasks, he will converge his character and become serious and abnormal.

After sorting out his emotions, Timo gently opened his mouth and told what he had seen and heard.

Deserted plains, dilapidated villages, desperate jackals and lizards, and disorganized refugees.

And the light green mist blowing in the wind over cities and towns in heimu province.

The smell of putrefaction, the brown pustules, the sight caused by the terrible death plague.

Among them, Timo is most worried about the group of rotten jackdaws infected with the plague.

The jackdaws flying in the sky are distributed in most parts of the northern part of the Kingdom and have no heel.

"Almost substantive plague smell?" modrian looked a little heavy.

From the situation that the former main ship scouts were infected, the plague broke out in heimu province can be called terrible.

Moreover, as described in the temporary mission, the plague may be man-made.

"Noble young master? Darkness?"

Modrian frowned and whispered, "rob, arrange shadow flow disciples to pay attention to abnormal people in the territory. I will let the defenders of each town cooperate with you."

Due to the lack of intelligence information, he can only guard the territory in an all-round way, which must be done, otherwise the bustling Valoran collar will face disaster.

"Yes!" the robber's voice responded in the room and disappeared immediately.

"And rotten jackdaws!"

Modrian knew this kind of rotten birds and beasts active in the north, and there were still memories of dealing with jackdaws and wolves in his mind.

The warm breeze hugged the earth. He looked up at the blue sky, and the golden sunshine filled his field of vision.

"Jana!"

The whispering went away with the wind, but in a moment, a sky blue bluebird emerged from the distant sky, with continuous cyan whirlwinds around its wings.

Between the wings, the sky blue bluebird swooped down and landed in front of modrian.

"Under the crown of Jana, please visit the sky of Valoran collar and find any abnormal breath. You will be expelled directly." modrian said softly, looking at the green bird in front of him, and his tone was full of dignified meaning.

"Or destruction!"

"At your disposal!"

The sweet voice sounded in modrian's ear, the gentle invisible wind swirled, the sky blue bluebird spread its wings again and disappeared into the vast sky.

The Jackdaw's problem is left to Jana, then there are the vast mountains behind.

"Crane, please go back to lakstark fortress and report the situation here to svein. He will know how to deal with it." modrian turned his head and looked at the war Mason on his side and patted him on the shoulder.

The terrain of the renwal mountains is too complex. It will be the focus of Valoran, and svein will be the best candidate.

As for the defense line built by the camp behind him, he will be responsible for it. It's time to move. If you always stay in the fortress, your body will rust.

"Your will will be carried out!" said crane respectfully, and then turned away immediately.

The wind and cloud has risen, and the spreading terrible plague will bring a fatal threat to the land under your feet!

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In the camp, the stone room of the temple of wealth.

The golden white radiance of the patron saint's art overflows the gap, and a thin diamond mask covers all areas in the room.

Easta carefully took out the carved array plate from the space ring and put it on the low wooden table in front of him. Then he successively took out several white spars and placed them in the corner of the array plate.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

With the surge of pure white energy, bursts of slight tremors came from the low wooden table, and then a white image emerged over the array disk.

"ESDA says hello to you, amber!"

"Well... What's the accident? Contact me so soon?" the other end of the image is connected to the cardinal of the temple of wealth, under the crown of amber.

Easta was half kneeling on the ground, his golden robes scattered on the ground. He whispered what he had seen and heard before, including the abnormal situation of the plague.

"Rich breath of life? Seed? Stone giant?"

"Is it the priest of the temple of life? Or is there a legend in Valoran who understands the law of life?"

"Well, there is a plague that can infect extraordinary professionals?"

"It seems that this time there will be a lot of trouble!"

A low voice came from the image, and easta quietly bent over and listened to the soliloquy under Amber's crown.

"Does Valoran mean to establish isolation areas and hide messages as much as possible?"

"Yes!" esta said in a deep voice.

"That's not good, plague? It's the time for faith to spread!"

"Within five days, the information about the spread of plague in heimu province must be leaked. You should know what to do?" Amber's tone in the image was indifferent, and the lives of countless civilians seemed to him to be an insignificant thing.

"I'll arrange it. Please don't worry about it!"

"May the goddess of wealth bless the devout believers!"

"May the goddess of wealth bless the devout believers!"

White images dissipated over the array, and inexplicable hymns echoed in the room, holy and bright.

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The pace of the scorching sun season becomes more and more hasty. The color of dusk renders the clouds, and a touch of crimson light falls on the plain.

The simple camp has welcomed a lot of people in recent days, mostly trade caravans and wandering mercenaries.

Facing the announcement issued by Valoran, most people still abide by it.

After a day or two, if you see that the situation has not improved, it will gradually disperse.

However, the interests move people's hearts. Some greedy caravans seem to see business opportunities. In addition, there is no clear ban in the announcement.

Finally, some people left the Valoran collar one after another and went to the western region of Yinsong province to seek the so-called wealth.

Of course, during this period, many people rushed from edalas city or the western region to Valoran, and were stranded in front of this simple camp.

Thousands away from the city gate, there was a noise from time to time. There were businessmen in Chinese robes and mercenary heads in lock armour. They seemed to be discussing something, but they could not determine the specific attention.

The sounds of agitation, roaring and swearing echoed in the dusk sky. Occasionally, some people looked at the plain in front of the camp, which was stained with dry blood.

It was left by the mercenaries who rashly attacked the camp!

Recalling the Valoran led soldiers like killing machines, some merchant leaders and mercenary leaders were frightened.

Disregarding the mercy of mercenaries who have lost their combat effectiveness, the cold arrows cross the space distance and reap fresh life.

"Mr. Abda, I heard that your caravan is under the name of the temple of wealth. I wonder if you have received any news?" a portly caravan leader said happily in the crowd.

The middle-aged man, known as the gentleman of Abda, changed his face slightly and immediately returned to normal. He whispered, "the temple of wealth doesn't care about little people like me."

"Like everyone else, I am trapped here and can only wait for the lifting of the ban imposed by Valoran."

Abda took a deep look at the caravan leader. He remembered the other party's figure. He had a trade dispute in Lafarge city. Finally, he won in the name of the temple of wealth.

Looking around at everyone around, I don't know whether it's because of dusk or other factors. Abda always feels something wrong, like a deadly danger.

And there is always a stench in the air among the many teams gathered.

It's most obvious during the day, and it's hard to hide the stench at night.

He secretly made up his mind to get close to the simple camp not far away at midnight.