The light clouds hide the moonlight, and the flashing starlight is embedded in the sky, mixed with the silvery afterglow in the dark night.

"It's strange... am I a little tired..." Crabs lay on his back on the bare ground, his broken eyes in his rotten face looked at the sparse starry sky. In a trance, he seemed to see the warm smiles of his father Nikita, the administrator Uncle Oppa and the housekeeper Uncle Marshall. They were waiting silently, waiting to leave the cold world with him.

"Wait for me for a while, I will... be with you..." Crabbes tried his best to tilt his head and looked at his almost broken body. The bones on the right half of his body were exposed outside, and there were spots of mold on the surface of the bones, and the flesh and blood and some organs disappeared at some point.

He held the shattered plague ball tightly with his complete left hand, and there was intermittent energy inside it, which was transmitted to his body, supporting him to escape from this strange Valoran leader.

The reason why he chose Valoran is because he heard about the name of Valoranan when he was in the capital of Limontanelu. It seemed to be a newly emerging legendary force in the Stoke Kingdom, which might be able to stop the pursuit of the damn lizard men.

With inexplicable delusion, so what if it is stopped, Crabbes felt that he could not hold on anymore. With the fatal injuries and the rupture of the plague ball, he could not see any hope of survival.

Tat! Tat! Tat! Tat!

The slight footsteps hit the heart, oh, forget, I have no heart anymore. Crabs laughed at himself, and then tried to keep his heart calm and turned to look at the source of the sound.

He looked at the group of people appearing in his vision with his broken eyes. The blonde young man at the front attracted his attention and clearly scattered his position, which was also the person he was waiting for.

"Is it Baron Modrian?" Crabs said softly, wanting to maintain the noble etiquette, but he didn't think how terrifying he looked at this moment. As the words were spoken, thick pus dripped from his rotten face.

"I didn't expect the Cang Mausoleum to know my name, it's a privilege!" Modrian looked at the strange legend who collapsed on the ground in front of him, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the other party carefully. The rotten skin and dark green pustules were indeed signs of infection with the plague, so......

"Mr. Cough cough... I'm just a pitiful person!" Krabes said, as if it caused the injuries in his body, and he couldn't help coughing a few times. "Krabesnaku, the former Lord of the Kingdom!"

Naku family.....Kurimu Province.

Modrian raised his eyebrows slightly, looked a little relaxed, and said softly: "It turns out that the Naku family in Fortress Fortress, but I seem to remember that the Naku family does not have a legendary crown?"

"Yes, Naku, as the Count of the Kingdom, does not have a legendary crown, otherwise he would not have fallen to the point where his family was destroyed." Crabs' tone contained endless resentment, as if he recalled an unbearable experience, then pointed to his broken body, and said self-deprecatingly. "And I will not fall to this point."

He moved his body gently, and the pus inside his body corroded the ground. He felt nothing, until he was comfortable: "Are you interested in listening to a story?"

"I'm very interested if you don't wait for treatment!" Modrian nodded and said with a smile, with a dark green data stream flashing in his pupils.

"Healing? Do you think my body is still possible to heal?" Crabbes said, pulling the corner of his mouth, and then opening his mouth to tell his story.

It was a very miserable life experience, but unfortunately, Modrian had seen even more miserable things in his previous life. Oh, maybe the novels were written more touching than what he said.

However, he currently has something more important than the story, and the cold system prompt sound suddenly sounded in his ears.

【Ding.....I accidentally found the source of the plague!】

[Temporary mission: The source behind the plague, successfully completed!]

[Reward: Random Arms Card*1]

[Evaluation: Something unexpected happened, the world is falling into pies, maybe you should consider going to the casino to try your own good luck.]

After the temporary task was completed and the random military card was issued, Modrian accidentally discovered that the technological system panel was still flashing, as if something attracted it to the surroundings.

His eyes fell on Crabs in front of him, and he explored carefully, his rotten body, the exposed "moldy spots" bones, and the broken green crystal ball tightly grasped in his left hand.

"Some artifacts...the system's hunger...the energy tide...I'm curious!"

Modrian's patrol gaze attracted Crabs' attention, and he stopped telling his own story. His blood-stained eyes followed the direction of his sight. Seeing the plague ball in his left hand, an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

"Are you interested in the Plague Ball? If you promise to help the Naku family revenge the Coker tribe, I will give it to you!" Krabs begged and looked at Modrian, gently handing out the Plague Ball with cracks in his left hand.

"Plague Ball, a very familiar name!" Modrian looked down at Krabs' performance in front of him and asked in a pretended manner.

"A replica of the artifact that hates the God of Plague!" Crabs murmured, with a passion and respect in his tone.

"A replica of the artifact!?" Modrian said in a proper 'exclamation', with an incredible expression showing his face. "This... can I own a person without a trust?"

"Of course, I have absolute control over it. As long as you promise me the conditions, I can give it to you as early reward!" Crabbes said firmly, especially in the words "gift and reward".

Hearing this, Modrian looked ecstatic, and then hesitated a little, as if he was suspicious, and finally spoke out and said, "Can I try to touch it?"

Seeing this, Krabs simply threw out the plague ball in his hand and pretended to be indifferent. If he could ignore the madness that appeared in his bloody eyes.

Click!

Modrian looked at the plague ball in his hand with a weird expression and blinked his eyes. It seemed easy, without any traps, and he just got this imitation of the artifact!?

【Ding........Discovering special energy sources, does the system allow decomposition and absorption?】

【absorb!】

A faint green gas spread along Modrian's arm, but before he could continue, the wild and impulsive data flow in his eyes instantly rushed towards the green crystal ball, swallowing and decomposing despite the struggled plague gas.

【Ding....Congratulations to the host for obtaining the orange essence*200!】

"Orange essence, a very unexpected gain!" Modrian looked up. He didn't expect that a broken artifact imitation could actually decompose so many orange essences. If it was intact, he suddenly felt a little eager.

"Hahaha...hahahaha!"

After seeing Modrian receive the plague ball, Crabs laughed madly: "Noble...haha...it's all...it's all. You have long forgotten the responsibilities of the noble!"

"Uh...ah...ah...you...!"

The laughter suddenly stopped. He looked at the plague ball that was gradually losing its glory in horror. His intact left hand pointed at Modrian tremblingly, opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Are you counting on it to corrupt me?" Modrian gently raised the plague ball in his hand that was vague and like a stone. He used a slight force to crush it into soil and sprinkled it on the ground from his fingers.

"Sorry, this artifact imitation seems a bit trash. I accidentally crushed it!"

He shrugged his shoulders gently, he looked at Krabs mockingly and said calmly: "In addition, your acting skills are a bit poor and you are not devoted enough. I hope you can go to the film school for a few years in the next life!"
Chapter completed!