Chapter 361

Chaos continues and death spreads.

Under the wall of the simple camp, there are many soldiers of trefari legion, and the dark red armor reflects the white moonlight. The cold and bloodthirsty eyes stare at the flaming camp in the distance, the dark shield stands in front of him, and the sharp heavy cavalry gun flashes cold.

"Lord, what happened?" bishop ISDA of the temple of wealth appeared on the wide wall, and his smile disappeared, mostly dignified.

He also noticed the subtle energy fluctuations before. Just considering that this is the area of Valoran's collar, he waited silently for news in the room, but didn't want to see the red fire rising in the night. He knew that things were not simple and hurried over.

Modrian looked back at the bishop of the temple of wealth. The guard in his eyes flashed away and said softly, "bishop ISDA, don't worry too much. It's just another riot. Valoran understood and handled it quickly."

Sorting out the messy pale gold robes, easta looked at several figures behind modrian, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then said with a light smile: "after all, Valoran's collar is an ally with the temple of wealth. Since I don't need the help of the temple of wealth, I'll quit!"

After saluting respectfully, easta immediately turned and left the camp wall. In the shadow of the bright moonlight, his smile scattered and full of gloom. From this plague incident, he saw that the Valoran leader's vigilance against the temple of wealth was unexpectedly too heavy. It seems that he should feedback the attitude of Valoran leader with the high-level Temple behind him.

Watching the disappearance of ISDA, modrian knew that the future cooperation with the temple of wealth might enter the freezing point, but there was no way. The existence of the system could not be exposed. Instead of passive contact, it would be better to actively isolate the contact, which would also make the other party slightly afraid. At least the temple of wealth did not know who was behind the Valoran leader, or, Is there any support from other forces.

Moreover, the current worry is not over yet. I thought there was a medicine made by singid to solve the plague, but I don't want to make things more complicated just by drinking tea.

Looking at the irrational plague infected people in the camp not far away, modrian was inexplicably worried. He was not worried about the plague infected people in the camp, just tens of thousands of people. Most of them were ordinary people before their death, which was not worth mentioning for Valoran.

What he worried about was the area west of the Valoran collar, which had the city of edalas and the gate of sorrow. Once the restless plague could not be controlled, not only would they be destroyed, but also the Valoran collar would inevitably fall into the impact of the plague.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Under the dark night, the green plain was trembling slightly, and countless voices roared. Thousands of plague infected people poured out of the camp trembling with dim starlight and thick light green fog. They were irrational in their crazy eyes, and their limbs and bodies were stained with a little blood. They were like ugly ghosts in the abyss, and constantly rushed to the stone camp.

"Virus? Plague? Really like zombies in movies in previous lives!" modrian looked at the plague infected people running in the moonlight and recalled many zombie movies he had seen in previous lives. Compared with zombies, these plague infected people were much faster.

In his heart, he wondered what the plague was. According to the records in the book, the general plague can be purified and dispersed by the caster and the temple priest, but the plague is different this time. Even casting the purification and dispersion spell will aggravate the infection degree of the plague.

"Let's go!" murdrian said softly, turning his head to dreus on his side. He didn't want these irrational people to enter Valoran's territory.

"Wait, Lord, I want to collect some data. I'm a little interested in the plague." hingid suddenly said, with a strange smile on his numb face. He immediately saw modrian's hesitant expression and bowed slightly. "Don't worry, these irrational monsters can't hurt me!"

Since singid said so, modrian could not stop, nodded his permission, and then motioned dreus to pay more attention to the situation outside the plain.

Bang!

Sinjid jumped down directly from the wall and splashed some dust. He touched his smooth head, turned his head and looked at the trefari soldiers in front of him, showing a kind "cold" expression.

"It's almost time!" hingid ran slowly, twisting the valve of the huge glass medicine bottle behind him with his right hand, and the surging air accelerated his pace suddenly.

[highly toxic torrent]!

[highly toxic blast: hingid gains explosive movement speed bonus with the help of the backward air flow released by the glass medicine bottle behind him.]

"Cluck, cluck, shake or not shake, it's a question! But it doesn't hinder the opening of killing!" hingid exposed the stupid side of his personality, and the emerald poison fog curled up behind him.

[highly toxic trace]!

[highly toxic trace: after activation, hingid leaves a highly toxic trace behind him, causing great toxic damage to the enemies passing above.]

Footsteps trampled on the plain, hingid was like a heavy hinged truck running at top speed against the restless and out of control plague infected army, shrouded in poison fog and raised his shield.

Boom!

In the huge plague tide, Sinjid's figure only caused ripples at first. He waved his shield, smashed the plague infected person in front, or collided with his strong shoulders to smash the enemy's body, but the spattered blood caused his desire to kill.

The strength of alchemist hingid can not be underestimated if he can survive in the dark Zuan city and achieve great fame.

Then, Sinjid's neurotic side broke out in the plague trend, and the curling poison fog gradually filled with his running speed, swallowing the lives of the plague infected people, which was the only vitality after being infected by the plague.

[strong viscose]!

[strong glue: Sinjid leaves an adhesive area on the ground for a period of time. If the enemy in the deceleration area can't break away immediately, it will be firmly stuck on the glue and locked in place.]

"Don't want to escape, continue to play!" Sinjid looked at some plague infected people gradually approaching the camp in the left area. His crazy smile showed a strange face, and then milk white liquid was sprayed from the interlayer under the glass medicine bottle, which fell on the road behind him.

A large number of plague infected people embarked on strong glue, immediately imprisoned in place, slowly fell down in the diffuse poisonous fog and completely lost their lives.

Sinjid kept on walking and sped up in the backward air flow released by the glass medicine bottle, catching up with the plague infected person in the front of the left area, with a corpse with mixed pustules and poisonous fog skin behind him.