Chapter 111 The Black Death Pathogen
Nightmare World, Silver Moon City.
Eric slowly opened his cloudy eyes. He looked at the dim roof in confusion. When he reacted, his eyes suddenly became sharp.
He sat up in an instant, and the demon swordsman's perceptual position came through, clearly presenting this dim room in his mind.
Bump~crash~
The sound of bowls and chopsticks falling to the floor was heard, and someone seemed to be frightened in the darkness. A timid question rang out: "Old Grandpa, are you okay?"
Eric ignored it and looked out crazily from his perceptual position. Pouring, the terrifying aura of the golden superior was vented unbridled, and there was an anxious look in his eyes because he could no longer sense the white plague.
That is the hope of the future of the Federation. It doesn’t matter if something happens to him, he must not let anything happen to him!
The powerful magic power began to make the room tremble. It seemed like there was a dungeon outside. Because of his breath, many lights suddenly lit up.
In the distance, there was the sound of heavy armor clashing. People wearing silver armor, with tired eyes, like knights, quickly gathered here.
Waves of more powerful breath began to spurt out, colliding with Eric's breath.
Gold! A lot of gold, more than three at the top!
Eric was shocked. He didn't know what was happening now, but this did not affect him from becoming more impatient. This place was too weird. He had to find the White Plague first.
Zheng~
The long sword came out of the body, and the cold light flickered in the dim wooden house. The legendary giant sword filled the surrounding air with a sense of sharpness.
Touch~
There was a subtle sound of landing, and Eric looked, and in the dimness, a dirty and dim face appeared in front of him.
The little boy was very thin, and his eyes were full of fear. Because of the bowl falling just now, blood was already seeping out of his rough hands.
Eric's sharp eyes stared at the little boy. A force pulled him and put him on the bed. The space ring flashed and two bottles of potion appeared next to the little boy.
“This is the reward. Drinking it will enhance your physique.”
After speaking, many auras came nearby. Eric walked out with his sword. The terrifying fighting spirit condensed a looming shadow in the sky. Different from Mawson's shadow, the facial features and outline of this shadow were very different. Clear.
The old facial features and the fighting spirit in the cloudy eyes are obviously the old city lord himself.
In the windless dungeon, murderous intent overflowed. Except for the different magic powers echoing each other, there was no sound at all.
Bump~
A slight sound of landing was heard, and a The middle-aged man wearing heavy armor and a solemn face stared at Eric, who was also a gold medalist. He felt a sense of crushing. This old man was very strong, and that sword was very dangerous!
He seemed to have thought of something, and spoke slowly: "A strong man from outside, do you know a man named Bai Bian?"
After the words fell, the murderous intention became even higher, and Eric stared calmly in front of him. If it is the worst outcome, they will pay a price that they cannot bear.
Just as a communication device rang, the murderous intent in Eric's eyes suddenly disappeared. It was a communication from the White Plague.
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At the same time, Beacon City.
A layer of black mist enveloped the world. It was a full moon, but it could not illuminate the dilapidated city. A few coughs could be heard in each room.
They were infected with a disease that could not be cured. They were abandoned and could only wait to die wailing here, waiting for a cure that might never come.
In the black mist, there are figures, as if there are people moving quickly in this terrible air, not afraid of the black death curse that scares the world.
“Damn it.”
The low curses disturbed the rats that came out to look for food, and they rushed directly into the sewers on the street.
Ta Ta Ta Ta.
Behind this man, people wearing death robes and beak masks were chasing after him, following slowly and unhurriedly, like the god of death coming to claim his life. People shudder.
After this group of people passed by, the mouse cautiously ran out of the sewer and secretly watched the group of people disappearing into the black mist.
Step~
Small footsteps sounded around the mouse. It was startled. Before it could react, a big foot wearing a leather boot stepped down.
Squeak~
The sharp and rapid sound stopped suddenly, and Charles stared at the backs of the epidemic doctors with gloomy eyes. Are these epidemic doctors crazy? Why are they clinging to him?
"How are you doing there?" Charles picked up something like a walkie-talkie and asked aloud.
"Zizi~ Those mutants are crazy, and basically all the sacrifices they brought have been caught."
There is some noisy current sound in the walkie-talkie, it seems that the signal is not very good good.
The gloom in Charles's eyes became even higher, and he said calmly: "Then sacrifice those idiots, as long as it can weaken this world, the ancient gods...hehe."
"Zizi~ I know, Zizi~ God has a premonition~ Zizi, they need an origin, Zizi~ Fak, those damn guys are here again."
The intercom went silent, and Charles's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he stepped forward with a step. With force, some blood spread, and his figure gradually disappeared. When he reappeared, Charles was no longer there, replaced by a plague doctor wearing a death robe.
His temperament is changing rapidly, becoming similar to the surrounding epidemic doctors, with a strange temperament of numbness and hope coexisting.
He looked left and right and walked quickly to the left.
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[S-001-The Black Death Pathogen.
Appearance: A black cup covered with mysterious inscriptions.
Origin: Unknown.
Function: Every six months, an intelligent being is required to drink the black death pathogen in the cup. The person who drinks it will randomly become a C-level to S-level dangerous object.
Once the liquid in the cup is not drunk, the water in it will overflow and cast the curse of Black Death in the air, and start to breed the Black Death pathogen again, until the entire kingdom is shrouded in the Curse of Black Death.
Current air pollution index: 0.3 during the day and 0.8 at night.
Current containment location: Base 3 of the Epidemic Medical Containment Facility.
Note: Please do not try to destroy S-001. Destroying it will increase the pollution concentration by 0.1, and it will regenerate randomly in any corner. 】
【S-002-Propagation.
Appearance: Gray-skinned human race.
Origin: ***·** was the legendary mage of the Beacon Kingdom during his lifetime. After his death, his power was enhanced. Any existence that is looked at by it will be infected with the curse of black death and cannot be contained.
Before ***·** died, he took the initiative to enter the highest-level shelter on the border. After the disaster, the shelter could not restrict his activities, which has now led to three cities and millions of people. Overturned.
Do not call its name. If any creature calls its true name, S-002 will appear next to it and destroy all creatures in sight.
Various methods have been tried, but currently no one can stop the spread of the S-002 Black Death Curse.
It cannot be destroyed, it cannot be contained, it cannot be restrained. 】
[S-003-Instant Death]
Bai Bian looked at the information on the dangerous objects in front of him, his eyes filled with shock. There were more than thirty S-class contained objects in total, all of which were dangerous objects. Dangerous objects with the power to destroy cities, and they are all immortal things.
It seems that the source of everything is S-001, but Bai Ying always feels that it is not that simple, because of the space restriction mentioned by the epidemic doctor.
In the travel notes of outside mages, there is no so-called space ban, and there is no historical record of space ban.
In that era of the ancient gods, no matter how powerful the ancient gods were, the people of the Beacon Kingdom would never fail to write records, right? In other words, the real Beacon Kingdom has no so-called space confinement, but it is trapped in this land with a diameter of 10,000 kilometers, and no one is spared.
This is an absolute tragedy.
Bai Bian shook his head and didn't want to think about the ban anymore. This may be a supplementary rule for the nightmare world to justify itself, or it may be something else.
What he has to do now is to find the core of the world. Now he should first fill up the skills of creating the Black Death Curse. The spiritual creations may give him some inspiration.
"Mr. Bai Epidemic, the number of people caught in Fenghuo City has reached 500. Do you want to go and have a look?" An epidemic doctor walked into the study and asked respectfully.
"Okay." Bai Bian stood up and put back the books he had just taken out to make the plague doctor's set.
"Those caught cannot enter the dungeon, and it is night now. Please wear protective clothing. This can greatly reduce the chance of being infected with the Black Death Curse." The epidemic doctor said with his hands Holding a set of death suits and a bird's beak mask, he delivered them to Bai Bian.
Bai Bian did not refuse. He put the Tianqi curtain into the space ring and quickly put on the epidemic doctor suit.
Pa~
While he was wearing it, tentacles exploded on his body, but they were quickly pushed back by the white plague. He was still holding A-031 in his hand and could not change back to the light side.
This thing seemed to have some functions. He wanted to study it because he discovered that his dark side could actually use these dangerous objects at no cost.
However, maintaining the dark side for a long time made him feel a little irritable, but he could still suppress it and it did not affect his thinking.
Putting on the bird's beak mask, Bai Bian immediately felt that his breathing was not so smooth and he needed to exert more force than before. There was also a strange floral scent, which seemed to be blocking something.
My vision also became a little blurry, and I saw things through a yellow filter.
After sorting out his clothes, Bai Bian followed the doctor to a Colosseum-like building in the outside world.
Around the building, each of the epidemic doctors looked at the existence inside with leisurely attention. The leader of the epidemic doctors was a golden middle-level epidemic doctor.
The top-ranked epidemic doctors are all studying the ‘evil thoughts’ given by the white epidemic. Now this is their most urgent matter.
Walking into the place, Bai Bian saw people who were tied up. Their eyes were generally fierce and alert, a bit like wild beasts.
Bai Bian glanced around and asked the gold middleman: "Didn't you catch a gold-level one?"
The plague doctor took half a step back without leaving a trace. The white plague felt too much like a dangerous object to him. They were a little uncomfortable after fighting with dangerous objects for a long time.
However, thinking of the words of the epidemic doctor leaders, he responded respectfully: "There are five golden outsiders in Beacon City, and three of them have been targeted and are being arrested."
Bai Bian looked at the group of members of Disaster City, thought for a moment, and raised his hand.
A bottle of potion rotated and fell in the center of the Colosseum. When it hit~
The glass bottle shattered, and dark green mist sank to the bottom and spread quickly.
Bai Bian turned around: "Let's go, don't stay here, just put the people in the other two cities to death. I believe the people who should study it have also studied it. The ancient gods don't have any good things."
[You use alchemical poison to kill level 21 orcs, the experience value is +80, and the additional experience value is +80.]
[You use alchemical poison]
The golden middle The epidemic doctor paused, then waved his hand, and the dozens of epidemic doctors present quickly evacuated the place.
In this country of disease, all epidemic doctors are doctors, and they can tell what the green liquid is.
And just as Bai Bing said, no matter whether it is the plague doctor, the Knights of Light, or the disaster shelter, it is impossible for them to only listen to Bai Bing's side of the story.
They indeed asked for information about the ancient gods from these people and from their mouths, and then they informed Bai Bian to come over.
Now the trust of official organizations in the White Epidemic has reached a higher level, and their attitudes have become more respectful.
Bai Bian returned to the dungeon, groping for A-031 with one hand, and looking at the book in his hand with the other hand.
He is still wearing the epidemic doctor suit, because this book is very cleverly designed. Only when wearing the epidemic doctor suit can you see the content after the second page.
Otherwise, he could only see how to make the plague doctor suit. This was the federation's vigilance against the Black Death Curse. This curse was definitely a god-level thing, but it did not require god-level technology to create it.
This is dangerous.
As time goes by, the expression under the white plague beak mask gradually becomes solemn.
The manufacturing method of the Black Death Curse appeared in the New God Era, and the manufacturing method revealed always very important information.
He closed the book, stood up and walked outside.
"Mr. Bai Yin, where are you going?" The epidemic doctor at the door saw him and asked quickly.
"Tell Mr. Zai that I need to see S-001." Bai Ying ordered directly.
Because if some of the information on the method of creating the Black Death Curse really coincides with the speculation, then this disaster that destroyed the country does seem to be the work of the ancient gods, but it is not subjective to the ancient gods. Come up and create a disaster.
It seems that the role played by the ancient god is not as evil as imagined.
The space ban also has an explanation, and even with some background stories of 2.0, maybe White Plague can discover some real secrets of the world.
The epidemic doctor was stunned and nodded: "Wait a moment, I need to ask."
He said and walked quickly to the left passage, and within a few seconds of him walking, another The famous epidemic doctor appeared next to Bai Bian and moved to the side with some fear.
After all, the charm of -5 is not something that ordinary people can withstand, not to mention that he has a faceless mask in his hand.
About five minutes later, Zai came over and asked calmly: "Mr. Bai Ying, you want to see S-001. What's the matter?"
"I There is a guess that may help to know where the Black Death Curse comes from. "Bai Bing said calmly: "And this guess requires me to see the pathogen."
Zai looked at him calmly for a long time, and then he nodded: "I want to believe you, come with me."
Both of them walked a little hastily, and soon they arrived at the building the innermost.
There is a steel door here. Behind the door is a downward passage. The yellowish light illuminates the stairs, leading to an unknown place.
Stepping onto the street, Bai Bing's expression was a little solemn hidden under the beak mask. This information was very important and dangerous. He hoped it was true but also hoped it was false.
Going down for about two hundred meters, a wooden door appeared. This door was very strange. Blood was pouring out continuously, but the blood did not accumulate on the ground. It just disappeared out of thin air.
Bai Bian was a little surprised. They were actually using dangerous objects to guard the door?
Sorry, there are some glitches. There is another chapter that is slightly delayed. You can read it tomorrow morning.
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