Fortress of Forsbairo, the broken walls and guardhouses.

Dried blood was engraved on the surface of the wall like a scar. Krabs walked to the heights step by step, and his rotten face showed a smile.

Somewhat weird and terrible.

Is it pride? Is it pride?

It seemed that I saw a familiar place, especially the red flag soaked in the blood of the defenders. The plague monster behind me roared inexplicably and splashed saliva.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without caring about Uncle Marshall's meaningless roar, Crabbes jumped gently and took off the flag and hung two broken heads at the top.

He looked down at the head in his arms that could not see its original appearance, and murmured: "Father, Uncle Oppa, I have personally stepped onto the guardhouse to remove your head and corpses..."

Immediately, Krabs looked slightly stunned and frowned and thought.

Corpse? Where are their corpse?

Oh, I remembered it.

The corpse has been eaten away.

"Then it's just the head. I think you should be proud of me, right? Haha, I did something I could not do before!"

"Look, the once abominable lizardman warriors and wolves soldiers have been destroyed in the plague." Crabs pointed at countless shadows that were looming in the plague mist.

"Even if they die, I will use their bodies to make this cold world."

"Create a disaster of destruction!"

As if you heard Crabbes' declaration, countless low whimpers gathered together in the fortress, scattering the green mist that covered the sky.

The countless plague corpses that emerged from the dilapidated streets, collapsed rooms and ruined buildings were revealed, including humans, werewolves, lizardmen, war horses and livestock, etc., which were densely spread inside and outside the fortress.

Lifeless eyes, mechanical movements, unconscious swallowing, like a living dead, controlled everything in the body.

"I will take you with you and watch the plague spread and destruction come!"

Crabbes carefully protected the two ruptured heads and walked to the distance, leading the army of plague behind him.

For some reason, he wanted to go to Limontanelu, the Kingdom of Stoke, but there was a sound of stopping sound in his heart, changing his original direction.

Then, head towards the Kingdom of Beshilik and towards this Lizardman Kingdom!

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When the news of the spread of the plague could no longer be concealed, the situation in the Stoke Kingdom, the Kingdom of Beshilik Kingdom and the Southern Legion of the Ailanfalu Empire, which was deeply affected by the plague, began to become corrupt.

Among them, the least impact was the Southern Legion of the Ailan Faluo Empire. It was originally a legion system. When I knew the severity of the plague, I immediately reacted and isolated the soldiers infected with the plague.

First, the legion mage failed to disperse, and then the priest from the Ice and Snow Temple was able to solve the slightly infected soldiers, while the deeply infected soldiers disappeared silently.

But the long-prepared war plan blocked the pace of conquest due to this outbreak of the plague.

The senior leaders of the Southern Legion were not aware of the plague infection situation in the Beshilik Kingdom, so they could only tentatively investigate while shrinking the defense line to strictly prevent secondary infection.

The situation in the Kingdom of Stoke was relatively complicated. After Valoran took action to isolate the area, the entire kingdom almost blocked the Silver Song Province and the lost Black Wood Province.

Let them solve the problem themselves, and no one is allowed to leave Yinsong Province and Kuroki Province without detection and enter other provinces and regions.

In this regard, Limontanelu was the most harsh, and the major nobles fought for martial law and did not let the water arranged by the royal capital go in.

However, the Valante Palace was silent in this incident, revealing a different meaning.

On the other hand, compared with the Stoke Kingdom and the Southern Legion of the Ailanfalu Empire, the spread of the plague in the Beshilik Kingdom is extremely serious.

The kingdom is mostly hills, swamps and jungle areas, which is an environment that is completely prepared for the plague.

Especially in the eastern region, the plague spreads almost instop, and countless zombies and lizardmen were infected with the plague, and the smell of stench filled the air.

Even the elite lizardman with extraordinary physique can be infected, not to mention the elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

The wail of despair resounded in the hills, and the emotions of hatred appeared in the swamp, and the inexplicable power began to gradually hide over the Bechlik Kingdom.

Coker City.

This great city, made entirely of blue stones, is undergoing the most helpless and cruel test since its establishment.

The mottled city walls left new sword marks, and the unique green vines scene was destroyed, revealing the earth-brown walls.

The dense crowds were filled with countless lizardman warriors and wolves soldiers crowded under the city. Looking closely, the exposed dark green skin was full of pustules, and the earth-brown pus flowed along.

They looked straight at the huge rock city in front of them with numb eyes. The previous desperate counterattack did not achieve the expected results. It seemed that at the moment when they were infected with the plague, everything was destined and even the temple no longer protected them.

"The great god of the lizardman, the Coker tribe worships blood and souls, and prays that our Lord will look at the city of Coker!"

In the Lizardman Temple, North was crawling on the gray ground, and the strange and mysterious tone echoed in the empty hall, and he was constantly chanting words of praise.

In the huge stone pond in front of me, dozens of ordinary humans were lying quietly, with a large hole tearing between their necks, and the surging blood filled the stone pond in an instant.

The pale face was like a wooden sculpture, without any slight waving, and only a trembling body expressed its inner fear.

They were slaves raised by the Coker tribe, and were specially used for sacrifices, banquets and community rituals.

Buzz! Buzz!

Some mysterious fluctuation descended inside the temple, and the turbulent aura caused elemental tides, forming an illusory image to emerge.

A trace of majestic and bloodthirsty eyes scattered, and a sense of depression and heaviness suddenly came.

But in a moment, it disappeared and when it came back to its senses again, the Lizardman Temple had already returned to its original appearance.

The only unusual thing is that the blood filled with the stone pond disappeared, and even the human face was shining with iron blue, as if it was experiencing great horror before dying.

"The God of Plague, the Evil God Hidden in the Bottomless Abyss!"

North slowly stood up, his hideous face covered with fatigue. The great Lizardman God just came down with a trace of will, telling him the origin of the plague and the existence standing behind him.

"Damn it, how could the war in Kuroki Province provoke an evil god?" North walked out of the temple, and the warm sunshine shone on his body, cheering up a little.

He let out a sigh of relief, and the vicious color in his eyes gradually became stronger: "And unfortunately, it suddenly exploded a year later."

"Haha, if no one is making trouble behind this, I will be punished in the Lizardman Temple!"

North thought about the eastern region controlled by the completely decayed Corkel tribe, and the golden pupils reflected bitter hatred.
Chapter completed!