The sun is slightly slanted to the west, and the subtle warm sunshine shines on the simple camp, bringing a little peace and atmosphere.

Isda's figure disappeared from the city wall, and he needed to arrange personnel from the Temple of Wealth to assist the Noxus cavalry to guard the city gate.

After experiencing the baptism of life, the main ship scout team began to slowly enter the camp to repair it, and there was a time when these Yoder people were needed.

"Has the reconnaissance gained from the Kuroki Province?" Modrian looked at Timo with a serious expression in front of him and asked.

Timo is amiable and charming in his daily life. Only when he encounters important things or during tasks can he restrain his character and become extremely serious.

After sorting out his emotions, Timo spoke gently and told what Heimu Travelers saw and heard.

The deserted plains, the dilapidated villages, the desperate werewolf and lizard men and the unorganized refugees.

And the light green mist that scatters all over the Heimu Province and blows in the wind.

The smell of rottenness, the earth-brown pustules, the horrible death plague.

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

Jackdaws soaring in the sky are distributed in most areas of the kingdom's north, with no heels at all.

"A nearly substantial plague breath?" Modrian looked slightly heavy when he heard this.

Judging from the previous situation where the main ship scout team was infected, the plague that broke out in the Kuroki Province this time is terrible.

And it is described in the temporary mission that this plague may have been caused by man.

"Noble Master? Dark?"

Modrian frowned and called softly, saying, "Ji, arrange for Shadowflowers to pay attention to the abnormal people in the territory. I will let the defenders of every town cooperate with you."

The lack of intelligence information has led to his territory that can only be vigilant in all directions, which must be done, otherwise the bustling and noisy Valoran leader will usher in disaster.

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

"And rotten jackdaws!"

Modrian knew that this kind of corrupt beast active in the north still had the memory of dealing with jackdaws.

The warm breeze embraced the earth, and he looked up at the blue sky, with golden sunshine filling his vision.

"Gana!"

A soft whisper passed with the wind, and in a moment, a blue sky bird emerged from the distant sky, and wisps of green whirlwind surrounded its wings.

With the wings flapping, the sky blue bird swooped down and landed in front of Modrian.

"Grandna, please patrol the sky under Valoran's leadership and find any abnormal breath that will be driven away directly." Modrian looked at the blue bird in front of him and said softly, his tone full of solemnity.

"Or destruction!"

"Welcome to your order!"

A pleasant voice sounded in Modrian's ears, a gentle invisible wind swayed, and the sky-blue blue bird spread its wings again and disappeared into the vast sky.

The jackdaw problem was left to Gana, and then the vast mountains behind him were left.

"Cran, please hurry back to Fortress Laxtak and report the situation here to Svein. He will know what to do." Modrian turned his head and looked at the war stonemason beside him, and gently patted his shoulder.

The terrain of the Renver Mountains is too complicated, and 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 is time to move around. If you stay in the fortress, your body will rust.

"Your will be implemented!" Crane said respectfully, then turned around and left immediately.

The storm has already begun, and the terrifying plague spreading will pose a fatal threat to the land under your feet!

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In the camp, there are stone rooms in the Temple of Wealth.

The golden white light of the Guardian sect overflowed the gap, and a thin diamond-shaped light cover covered all areas in the room.

Isda carefully took out the carved array plate from the space ring and placed it on the low wooden table in front of him. Then he took out a few white crystals and placed it in the corner of the array plate.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Accompanied by the surging of pure white energy, a slight tremor came from the low wooden table, and then a white image appeared above the array disk.

"Isda says hello to you, Amber!"

"Well...is there something unexpected? Contact me so soon?" The other end of the image is the Cardinal Archbishop of the Temple of Wealth, Ambermeng.

Isda half-kneeled on the ground, his golden robe scattered on the ground, and he whispered to report what he had seen and heard before, including the abnormal situation of the plague.

"A rich breath of life? Seed? Stone giant?"

"Is it the priest of the Temple of Life that takes action? Or is there a legend in Valoran's leadership who understands the laws of life?"

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

"It seems that something will happen this time is quite a bit!"

A low voice came from the image, and Isda leaned quietly and listened to the self-talking of Ambermian.

"Does Valoran's meaning create an isolated area and then hide the message as much as possible?"

"Yes!" Isda said in a deep voice.

"This is not good, plague? It is the time for faith to spread!"

"In five days, the information about the spread of the plague in the Black Wood Province must be leaked. You should know how to do it, right?" Amber's tone in the image was indifferent. The lives of countless civilians seemed to him as an irrelevant thing.

"I will make arrangements, please don't worry, Mr. Anbomian!"

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

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

The white image dissipated over the array plate, and the inexplicable chants of praise echoed in the room, sacred and bright.

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The pace of the sunshine season is getting hurried, the colors of dusk are rendered with clouds, and a touch of golden light falls on the plain.

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

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

After lingering for a day or two, seeing that the situation has not improved, it will gradually dissipate.

But the interests are moving, and some greedy caravans seem to see business opportunities in it, and there is no clear ban in the announcement.

In the end, some people left Valoran 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 Territory, and were stranded in front of this simple camp.

A thousand meters away from the city gate, a noise sounded from time to time, gathering merchants in robes and mercenary commanders in mail. They seemed to be discussing something, but they could not determine the specific attention.

The sound of restlessness, roaring, and cursing echoed in the dusk sky. Occasionally, some people would look at the plain in front of the camp, the plain stained with dried blood.

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

Recalling the group of Valoran soldiers who were like killing machines, some of the merchant leaders and mercenary commanders were frightened.

Regardless of the mercenaries' begging for mercy without combat effectiveness, the cold arrows traveled through the distance of space and harvested fresh life.

"Gentleman Abuda, I heard that your caravan is under the name of the Temple of Wealth, I wonder if you have received any news?" In the gathering crowd, a big belly caravan leader said with a happy smile.

The middle-aged man, known as the gentleman of Abuda, changed his face slightly and returned to normal immediately. He whispered: "The Temple of Wealth will not care about small people like me."

"I am trapped here like everyone else, and can only wait for the lifting of the ban under Valoran."

Abuda took a deep look at the caravan leader. He remembered the other party's figure and had a trade dispute in Rafag City. In the end, he relied on the name of the Temple of Wealth to win.

Looking around everyone around him, I don’t know if it was because of dusk or some other factors, Abuda always felt something was wrong, as if there was a fatal danger lurking.

And among the many gathering teams, there is always a foul smell floating in the air.

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

He secretly made up his mind to approach the simple camp not far away at midnight.
Chapter completed!