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Your Highness Sirion, have you found any trace of the assassin?

Tyrion just glanced around and understood the sad truth.

He looked at Sirion seriously, his eyes looking like they were burning with anger.

Sirion looked at Tyrion weakly, and Tyrion saw his confusion and vulnerability.

More elven nobles broke into the house, making the small space seem crowded.

Soon the herald burst into the house and reported their findings to Tyrion.

The fleeing fleet of the ratmen was led by the vampire fleet. In order to prevent being attacked by the Druzi and the Norscans, they had better stop the pursuit.

Fighting with vampire pirates will definitely lead to heavy losses, so they must exercise restraint and bide their time.

Underground in Pahuakos, Lynch carefully bypassed areas prone to collapse and led the team back to the ground via another route.

A group of explorers came to hunt for treasure and unexpectedly encountered four dusty hapless guys.

Lynch decisively killed them, and unexpectedly discovered that one of them was a Norscan, a severely mutated barbarian who was mixed with the Imperials.

The exit Lynch chose was close to the north, so he simply headed north.

When leaving the ruins, Lynch eliminated hundreds of greenskins and dozens of hot-blood expeditions.

What's better than the rat men is that they don't run away so fast. They often overestimate their capabilities and want to fight with Lynch, and then flee in despair, only to be knocked to the ground one by one by Lynch.

This is the mysterious confidence brought by numbers. In Lynch's team, there are only four who can hold weapons.

After leaving Pahuakos, it happened to be night.

Lynch walked some distance and successfully discovered the hot-blooded camp.

After solving dozens of gold diggers, Lynch directly occupied the magpie's nest.

During the meal, another dozen or so greenskins came tirelessly to die.

Lynch underestimated the prevalence of greenskin in this rainforest.

Greenskins! Greenskins are everywhere!

The plague monk roared angrily, and the next second he was smashed to pieces by the plague incense burner.

Skook's cold gaze frightened the daring plague monks, who chanted the sacred words of the Horned Rat even harder and fought fiercely with the greenskins in the darkness.

No creature attempts to get close to Skook, the Plaguebringer, and none of the Plague Monks, who are also members of the Plague Clan, want to get close to him.

The ancient plague lord is blind, having dug its eyes out on its own.

After witnessing the extent of the Plague Lord's decay, the deeply moved Skook believed that it had seen the highest beauty, and it could no longer tolerate itself seeing anything else.

This caused the Horned Rat to reward Skook!

This rickety rat-man wielding the Staff of Corruption has gained supernatural reaction speed and magical vision.

A huge plague censer hangs on the Staff of Corruption. The horrific diseases that the plague censer overflows are not comparable to the scourge of nature caused by Skook.

The grass and trees around the Plaguebringer, who was carrying the Plague Grimoire, were withering and the air was stagnant.

The filthy smell filled the rainforest where it stopped, and all creatures that tried to get close twitched and died.

This is the High Priest of Plague that Nurgle, the god of all things, covets and longs to capture!

With enthusiasm for the belief in the Horned Rat, Skook recited the prayers in the grimoire and slowly walked towards the overflowing greenskins.

From time to time, prayers would take effect, causing creatures on the battlefield to fall in pieces.

There are few mortal creatures as dirty as Nurgle, and Skook is one of the rare wonders of the world.

As Skok walked onto the battlefield, hundreds of greenskins who had gotten too close to him slumped to the ground, rotting rapidly.

The squeaking and high-pitched prayers filled the night with a terrifying color. In just a moment, thousands more greenskins died of the plague.

Skok paid no attention to the panicked greenskin, which was scanning the ground for traces of the four creatures that The Terrifying Doom Tranquillo had begged it to kill.

It needs the help of the newly emerged Gray Seer, Bo'oriel, and the Plague Clan needs to expand its influence in the old world.

The most powerful gray prophet, Chuan Quluo, is a good middleman, and the communication between gray prophets is equal enough.

Skook recalled the appearance of the bounty weapon, recited a prayer, and successfully inspired the Holy Word to trace the past.

It saw the conspicuous lizard man among the countless creatures passing by here.

Looking at the gleaming scepter, Skook became excited and swung the staff of corruption violently, making a huge dent in the ground.

The violently sputtered liquid virus quickly melted into the air, and the plague covered the entire battlefield.

It didn't take long for all the tens of thousands of greenskins to die miserably.

Siku prayed, preparing to cultivate a more powerful plague seed.

It knows the Scale of Destruction, which is the sacred infant spirit of the lizard people. Such a powerful warrior must be strangled with a more violent virus.

In the Plague Incense Burner, it was time to replace the thick virus in the culture fluid, and Sikong wanted to replace it with a disease powerful enough to turn the dragon into a puddle of pus in an instant.

In this way, it has an opportunity to kill the warrior instantly, as long as it finds the right time.

Destruction Scale is a difficult opponent. It is said that he has strong healing power and is not afraid of magic.

Skook prayed to the power of the Horned Rat, asking the rat god to grant him an unprecedented plague.

It must kill the Doomscale instantly, otherwise Skook may die fighting the Doomscale.

A terrifying gaze was cast from above, and Skook knew that the Rat God had agreed, and it would have to take good care of the plague seeds for the next thirteen days.

The planned attack on Pahuakos had to be aborted, and a thirteen-day ceremony was to be held.

When the seeds of plague sprout, it will be the end of the Scale of Destruction.

The plague messenger slowly moved towards the north, where the trees decayed and the earth oozed pus.

Suddenly, it felt a cold gaze.

But the owner of this gaze is too far away from it, and it cannot determine its specific location. It can only confirm that the other party is not among the scattered plague.

Si Ke put away his violent attitude, and there was a cunning light in his scarlet eyes.

Skook knew, of course it knew, the Plague Clan had been fighting the lizardmen for thousands of years, and it knew what kind of abilities the master of Lustria had.

It was a survivor of that thousand-year war, and it witnessed the birth of the snake god with its own eyes!

There was a chameleon in the distance, a chameleon who had encountered such an opponent before.

The disease cannot be allowed to stop spreading, otherwise the chameleon will get close to it and it will die from the poison darts.

Many plague priests died in this way. No matter how powerful you are, even a powerful warrior who can slay dragons will still be afraid of the poisonous sharpness in the darkness.

Skook discovered a way to fight the chameleon a thousand years ago with the help of his dead companions.

If chameleons dare to enter the fog of plague, they will die silently from the disease.

There are few beings strong enough to get close to Skook, and it must use its strengths to avoid fatal blows from the shadows.