Duke of Grief

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"Damn... tie me up!"

As soon as Warwick stepped into the room, he was attacked by the werewolves infected with the plague.

The figure flexibly interspersed between those infected people, helping the blood race to tie these infected people with iron chains.

The infected people were **** in the corner of the room, and Warwick dragged a chair to sit down, and circulated angrily on the infected people.

The blood races are already'undead creatures' and can no longer be infected by the undead plague, but they are not werewolves, they are all'living creatures'-but Warwick did not expect that, even with the werewolf's physical fitness and resistance, Still infected.

According to their observations and speculations, ordinary people will be transformed into undead in about an hour or two after being infected, but the transformation time of the dead will become longer.

Although it is not clear why this is, but there is no doubt that this will cause them a lot of trouble!

The Kingdom of Corot cannot stop the undead from raging in the north. The only thing they can do now is to move the villages in the north. Whether the farmers are willing or not, at least the plague cannot continue to spread to other parts of the kingdom.

The northern region alone has almost exploded their scalp, not to mention the spread of the plague elsewhere.

"Sorrow Ziegler over the Principality of the Winds of Sorrows has studied and experimented..." Warwick said, embracing his legs with his hands clasped, "The plague cannot be spread by air and water, only It can be spread by contact, so as long as you don’t get bitten by those undead. It’s enough to study the plague and prepare vaccines and antidote, but it may take a while, so before the vaccines and antidote are developed, we must Let those undead be trapped in the northern part of the kingdom, don’t let them spread to other places!"

The Principality of Sorrowful Wind has a good relationship with the Kingdom of Corot, and as the chief maid, it certainly will not lie to them, so they can wait with confidence.

However, they also have to send back these infected werewolves, and let the Kingdom Mage Association study to see if they can find a way to relieve the infection. After all, their clan is not much, and fewer can join the night army. Can't stand tossing.

Moreover, they don't know whether there will be any mutation in this plague after being infected with werewolves...

Thinking of this, Warwick suddenly got up and walked out of the door, listening to the noisy voices coming from the town, and his heart was very irritable.

The local lords have escaped, and they fled directly from their territory when they did not respond, and also took a group of guards. The remaining private soldiers are all unusable waste!

Now that the news hasn't been spread, someone already wants to leave this town. If the news spreads, what will happen here?

Through contact with colleagues, he found that not only the lord of this place, but also lords of other places also fled...

Obviously, as long as they stay in the town and are protected by the walls, they will not be attacked by the undead, and the support of the kingdom will come soon, but they still made the most stupid choice of ‘fleeing’.

No wonder those nobles would be called ‘codlings’, so stupid to this extent!

Warwick sighed. The undead in the northern part of the Kingdom of Corot were rampant. Although many undead were gathered outside the town, some still continued to wander in the wild.

Without the control of the arcane empire, those undead are completely instinct-controlled, and will not attack any place deliberately, but follow the instinct of the "undead" to attack all animals.

Many animals have been infected, ranging from rats and rabbits to tigers and bears. As long as they meet the undead and are bitten out of their wounds, they will be infected with the plague.

For this reason, they had to fill the holes in the town all night long, whether it was a dog hole or a snake road, or they would have to fill up the infected undead when they rushed into the town, possibly spreading the plague.

Without support, it is difficult for them to wipe out the undead gathered outside the town. After all, the number of those undead-thousands of them!

A cigarette was lit, and Warwick looked gloomy at the sky. There was fine snow in the sky. There was a large group of undeads outside the town. Even if he escaped, how far could he escape?

The civilians will not think about this issue. When they think about fleeing, they always think that they can successfully escape the chase of the undead and leave this terrifying place alive.

But in fact, if they really leave here, then most people will definitely die. Even if they survive, they may already be infected. Only a few lucky people can leave alive.

No one understands that stopping them from leaving town is to protect them, not to let them die here!

Warwick became more and more annoyed, even wondering whether to open the city gate to let the most fierce people go out, and then let other people see what would happen if they left the wall to protect.

"what!!!!!"

At this moment, a loud scream overshadowed other noisy sounds and rushed to the sky.

Suddenly, Warwick immediately turned his head to the blood clan guarding the room and commanded: "You are guarding here, I suspect this may be distracting our attention, if there is any problem, the phone contact!"

Having said that, he jumped forward and jumped to the wall. His hands clasped the eaves with his fingers. His arm muscles tightened slightly and pulled his body onto the roof.

Crouching on the roof, his ears moved and ran towards the direction of the scream.

I saw a shadow jumping between the houses, and Warwick quickly arrived at the scene.

As soon as he arrived here, he saw several werewolves and blood races of the Night Army, and at their feet were lying the bodies of two mice and two injured humans, and the people around him looked at them with horror.

The ankles of those two humans were bitten, but the important thing is not this!

——After seeing the bodies of the two mice, Warwick sweated upright and couldn't help but take a breath. His scalp seemed to explode. His inner shock and panic made him lose his ability to speak.

Undead Rat...

Since there are two, then there may be seven, eight, many...

"Find me!"

An angry voice suddenly came from above, and the soldiers of the Night Army looked up and saw their superiors staring at them in a dazzling manner, gritted their teeth and said: "I found the place where these things were drilled in, should Just around here, the instincts of the undead will let them attack the living creatures. As for the others, don’t move for the moment, just gather here, we have protection here, if you go to other places, we can not guarantee your safety !"

Then, his eyes fell on the two injured people. www.NovelMTL.com~ seemed to feel their fearful eyes, and Warwick sighed: "Find a rope to tie them up..."

He did not promise anything casually, and it was a very cruel thing to give a person impossible hope, even more cruel than giving them despair directly.

He also didn't know when the Red Dragon Master could develop an antidote and vaccine for the plague, but it would definitely take some time. With time, the plague will kill the infected people completely. When the vaccine was developed, did these people save?

After finishing all the work, Warwick looked up to the horizon.

The dark sky bonded together and the silent earth began to separate on the horizon, and the light of daybreak lit up from the sky.

It's the third day... This is the'third day' of the return of the Arcane Empire!

With a grin of angrily, Warwick jumped off the roof and participated in the search queue. It was because he was one of the deputy heads of the Night Army that he needed a leader. Otherwise, what about the others May be convinced?

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