Chapter 1853

The kingdom of upper Gaul, the capital of Thrace.

The progress of the coalition forces was beyond everyone's imagination. Catherine did not expect that she could see the walls of Thrace city in only 72 hours, and the coalition forces did not even meet many organized plague infected people along the way.

When human beings are ready, they lose the weapon of infection. The Baihua plague infectors who command the brainless charge can not cause much casualties to the coalition forces.

It is the civilians who have survived in major cities that have really held back the coalition forces. The coalition forces must leave enough hands to ensure order, identify the infected and distribute clean and hygienic food.

If the coalition forces were not equipped with a large number of casters, they could not even find clean water. The Baihua plague, a new type of pestilence created by scaling, could not simply be eliminated by boiling water.

Even if the casters were exhausted, they could not meet the needs of the coalition forces and the civilians rescued, but it was not a feasible option to risk transferring those civilians to safer areas. For other principalities, they would rather watch these refugees die of thirst and starvation in upper Gaul, rather than bear the possibility of a hundred flowers plague in their own territory.

The harpist organization is coordinating these issues, but Katherine is not concerned. She is more concerned about the status quo in Thrace. Finally, there is a fierce conflict between the clergy of Ms. woking and the clergyman who has turned to Naro.

And Ms. woking, as if disappeared, did not respond to anyone's prayer, but both sides of the war can still use Ms. woking's divinity, which is definitely the most luxurious and expensive war in history.

At the gate of the temple of wealth in Thrace, the whole street is glittering with gold. The saints guarding the temple of wealth turn their gold into the sharpest weapons and shoot outward. The gold trees on both sides of the street are their achievements.

The pestilence messengers also "burn money" to fight back, but their magic is only to decorate the temple of wealth more luxurious.

There is no direct contact between Katherine and sarira, and it can be said that they have no contact at all. All the cooperation is based on Ms. woking's hint to both sides. Catherine can sense sarira's prayer to Ms. woking to some extent, and can simply respond to some vague meanings, which is the basis of their cooperation.

Now, it seems that the war of subversion led by Nago is coming to an end.

Thrace has never been a city known for its firmness. Compared with Paris in the Gallic Empire, it was only a small city at that time.

"Let the mages get ready to burn the infected people on the wall and smash the wall!" Catherine looked at the walls of Thrace attached to the surface of those who infected with the plague, some disgusted orders.

She had never thought that the integration between human beings and plants could be so disgusting. Originally, her green skin was the acme of this evolution. However, compared with those infected by the Baihua plague, the green skin was elegant like an elf.

Yeah, and elves.

After giving the siege order, Katherine was thinking about how to use the spirits of Aslan. They were like a group of snails without shells. They were fragile, but the meat was rich and juicy. Everyone wanted to bite them.

The harpist group took a fancy to the elves' floating city, and they wanted a weapon to deal with the increasingly crumbling order of the old world.

However, the Europa also want that no one knows more about the importance of a floating fortress. In the real world, the EU once owned the world's largest floating aircraft carrier, and boasted for a long time, until later, the Academy of Sciences in loess region built the earth's first space warship on the orbital space station.

Now, the people in the loess area have won a silver moon city. If the European people don't want to continue to lag behind, Aslan is the best entry point.

As for the feelings of the elves, who cares? Like the other side of the loess area, who can remember the spirit of silver moon city?

Katherine watched the clusters of casters building the magic link, the biggest weakness between the Europa and the aborigines, who have not been able to come up with 500 qualified spellcasters.

"The magic connection has been established, and it's starting to synchronize!" The commander of the caster yelled, "hold the frequency on the third level! We're going to have a huge fire palm

The next second, however, the world seemed to pause for a second, and even if Catherine was not the caster, she immediately realized what had happened.

The magic power of the caster's Legion was immediately disrupted and even further disconnected. More than one-third of the casters turned pale and tottering on the spot. The worse, the casters vomited blood on the spot and then fell unconscious.

"What happened?" Katherine looked at the harpist's legendary Mage: "what's going on?"

"I don't know. Did the magic environment fluctuate for a moment?" The legendary mage's face was also full of confusion. He had never seen such a situation happen: "generally, this kind of situation can only be encountered around the legendary spell release site, and the scope is not so large!"No one knows what happened, but the Legion of casters is over, and Catherine's first thought is whether the coalition's drinking water reserves are adequate.

The good news is that soon some casters with better constitution will try to release the spell again. Everything is normal. What happened just now is like a dream.

It's definitely not a dream.

Katherine saw several plants almost completely vegetated. The infected people who had fixed themselves on the wall suddenly fell down from the wall. Their branches and leaves seemed to wither completely in that moment, and the only human part melted ferociously.

When they landed on the ground, Katherine was sure it was dead.

What happened? Is there a new plot by the Nagu emissary in the city, or...

Katherine looks to the south, which is the direction of the Guruo empire. Through Ms. woking, she knows that Xu Yichen is there, and the whirlpool plan is also there.

"Did you start?" There was a glimmer of light in Catherine's eyes, as if to see a rare treasure: "I do my job, you do your job, come on."

Catherine's blessing can not be sent to Xu Yichen, because he is still waiting for the opportunity in the expeditionary army's barracks. It is the witch kings who are being tested.

After entering the bottom of the whirlpool, the wizard King Xu Fu only lasted for three minutes. The magic runes on the whole whirlpool device were not all lit up, and he turned into fly ash.

In his place is Tesla, the Witch King.

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