Light green fog filled the rolling fields. Desperate plague infected people could be seen everywhere in the green grassland. Small villages were like islands in the sea. They were baptized by the tide of plague, and the breath of living people was almost gone.

Roderick was suspended in the air and looked at what he saw in his field of vision. He looked cold. Most of the plague infected people were lizards and jackals. It can be predicted that all the legions stationed in Blackwood province have been destroyed.

"Damn the God of plague!"

The voice of gnashing teeth came from behind. Shudaya's eyes were filled with flame like anger. The red Scepter in her hand was surging with spell energy. It can be seen that the female lizard man's character was quite violent.

"Be careful, the power of God is not what you and I can imagine." Roderick stopped shudaya's action. Any medium and high-level spell fluctuation may attract the attention of the forces behind it. "According to the Oracle, the fortress of fosbairo is our destination!"

The slight spell energy is reinforced on the energy light shield in front of the body, and the green fog filled in the air becomes more and more rich. Their prior decision is correct, and these scattered fog can affect extraordinary professionals.

Hiding their own breath, Roderick and them continued to move forward, but along the way, they found that the situation of heimu province was extraordinary, the plague infected people were too dense, and the substantive fog even condensed some monster phantoms and wandered along the road.

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More than ten miles away from fosbairo fortress, there are countless desperate plague infected people. Looking at the distance, there are still a steady stream of infected people to join the trend. The stench like smell infected the air, and the earthy brown pus watered the plain and killed the vitality of the earth.

The faint white moonlight scattered from the night sky, slightly shining on the plague infected people, ferocious and rotten faces, lifeless eyes, sometimes unbroken pustules, mixed with different sobbing sounds, accompanied by their purposeful direction of progress.

In the diffuse plague fog, you can vaguely see that there are dark green insect cocoons in the central area. The sound of beating violently like a heart rings through, and echoes gently like a devil's whisper.

Click!

When the moonlight soaked into the cocoon, the dark green watch case was covered with cracks, and then it was like fireworks and fog.

"Er, ha ha, is it really a wonderful feeling, legend?" krabs looked down at his almost completely rotten body, smiled nervously, and pieces of meat fell to the grass. With the laughter, the dark green fog around seemed to respond, dancing gently, like a happy spirit.

"Is this the power of legend? Sure enough... Powerful!"

Originally, he had wanted to go to the kingdom of behlik to set off the plague, but on the way, he felt that the power in his body was uncontrollable, especially the plague ball in the heart, as if he released some power across endless space.

"Wait, uncle Marshall?"

Krabs seemed to think of something. Looking back, the dark green energy forming a cocoon slowly wriggled in his field of vision and turned into some kind of monster. The upper body was Marshall's human appearance, and the lower body completely turned into a thick fog, dripping liquid and corroding the ground.

"It seems that not only did I gain the power of the plague, but even uncle Marshall was promoted!"

"Is this really the power given by the dark sacrifice? It's strange... But it's none of my business. What am I afraid of for those who are dead? What I want is revenge!"

He looked down at the Bone Necklace between his neck. The workmanship was very rough. Generally, he could see that it was a decorative necklace made from his head: "Hey, father, uncle OPA, see? Plague army, legendary strength, I have the power of revenge!"

Krabs recalled the scene when Fort fosbairo was broken. Countless slaughters were staged in front of him, brave soldiers were struggling on the edge of death, and sharp armored lizard soldiers destroyed all hope with their strong physical quality.

"Wait, wait, I will bring hatred and plague to the kingdom of behlik!" krabs gently placed the necklace between his neck and looked at the plague army gathered behind him. His rotten face showed a disgusting smile.

"Hmm?... interesting picture... Plague seed sees three figures gliding through the sky... Well, let me see... Dark green skin covered with scales... It's lizard man!!!"

"From the direction of their flight, are they the strong ones from the koker tribe? So, the plague of the koker tribe has reached the time when it can't be sustained!?"

"Quack quack!" crabbers laughed hoarsely, and his heart was full of pleasure. "Then I'm not polite. After swallowing the three strong men of the koker tribe, I go straight to the eastern region of the behlik kingdom."

Boom!

The plague army moved forward, and the dark green fog scattered in the air moved forward. The whole army was like a moving plague cloud, constantly corroding the fields. The army passed through without any grass.

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In the night sky, the moonlight mixed with green fog is scattered below, and the running plague infected persons are vaguely visible. Their mechanical actions and unconscious swallowing are very much like the skeleton army summoned by the necromancer.

"High priest, how to stop..." Jen Nansen saw Roderick stop ahead and asked in doubt. Time was pressing. Although the plague in the king was contained, he could not find a solution.

"Don't you feel strange?" Roderick didn't pay attention to Janssen's tone, pointed to the plague infected people below and asked softly, "it seems that we haven't seen those infected people stop during our flight. They are rushing to a certain target!"

"It seems so!" shudaya looked at the situation below and echoed. The anger in her eyes disappeared, but became deeper and deeper, waiting for the time to release.

"Is the destination of their journey the place where the forces secretly playing tricks are located?"

"There is such a possibility..." Roderick nodded slightly, not very sure. Soon he pointed to the direction of the plague infected person. "Is there anything worth noting?"

"Fortress fosbairo... That's the direction of Fortress fosbairo!" Janssen hesitated at first. In order to confirm his inner thoughts, he specially looked again at the map provided by the corker tribe, although he had long forgotten it.

"Oh, that's just the time to verify our inner thoughts." Roderick said with a smile. He looked very cold. As the high priest of the lizard temple, the loss of so many believers in the plague may cause the dissatisfaction of the lizard God. At that time, he can't help but be responsible.

"No, no!" shudaya said abruptly, with a slightly dignified look. Instead, her golden pupils reflected the 'plague clouds' walking not far away.

Hearing the speech, Roderick immediately looked up into the distance. In his field of vision, a faint light fell on the field. Countless desperate plague infected people gathered into a tide and spread violently. It was vaguely visible that a steady stream of infected people poured in.

Looking at the direction they are moving forward, it is the direction they came to -- the kingdom of behlik!