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A group of people braved the wind and rain to kill the sick village.

When he got close, Zhao Si felt an evil aura hovering in the air, which made his soul tremble and his joints tingle.It should not be epilepsy, but Mieluosi, which is the breath of the dung eater.

After that, the evil aura weakened a lot, followed by a kind of extreme madness.The madness began to spread from the depths of the forest, sweeping across the entire forest.

Violent, fiery, mad, there are faint whispers in the ears, penetrating the eardrums and reaching the soul.

Zhao Si's face turned pale.

Alperish, who was riding next to him, noticed Zhao Si's abnormal state, and asked involuntarily, "Hey, little waste, are you feeling well?"

"Ah? No, I just feel that the breath in front of me is particularly terrifying." Zhao Si panted heavily, the rain fell into his mouth, and the cold feeling rolled between the mouthpiece, calming his fear.

"Hey, your senses are really sharp," Alpelich said, "Just feel your senses and see what else you have."

"This is a passive effect, and it's not what I want. I wish I didn't have this feeling!" Zhao Si felt cold all over, and shivered uncontrollably.

As he got closer, the madness he could feel became more and more obvious, and there seemed to be a sulfur smell in the air, and that smell kept drilling into his mouth and nose, choking people.

The steeple of Karl's Baptistery Church could already be seen ahead, but what greeted them was a mass of maddened flames.

The blazing epileptic fire in the air formed a fireball and floated in the air. When you got close, you could see many plainly dressed villagers kneeling and worshiping. They muttered meaningless prayers while bowing to the epileptic fire.

However, the blockade line set up by the soldiers of the Moen army was empty.

Bagram waved his hand to signal everyone to stop: "Don't rush in, you wait here, I'll go check it out."

Zhao Si plucked up the courage to volunteer: "I, I'll go with you." He was very worried about the epileptic flame in the air, because he had seen it once in the game and knew it was a very dangerous thing.

"Try to find cover when moving forward." Zhao Si frowned, reminding Bagram.

Bagram turned around and asked, "Why?"

"Because I always feel that the fire is alive, and it's best not to be illuminated by it. There is nothing on us that can cure madness." Zhao Si hides behind the big tree in a ghostly way, looking at the fireball.

Bagram nodded to show that he understood that in a dangerous place, only by being cautious can one live long.

Compared with the big fireball that looked like the Eye of Sauron in Epilepsy Village later, the one at the top of the Karl Baptismal Church looks very small, not like a little sun.But since it is epilepsy, it cannot be taken lightly.

When he got close to the checkpoint, Zhao Si realized that something was wrong. He got goosebumps all over his body—the soldiers were all dead.

The wounds on his body were horrible, as if they had been torn apart by a saw.

Barclaym wanted to investigate, but was held back by Zhao Si.

"Wait..." Zhao Si's voice trembled, "I have a bad feeling."

The voice was firm, as if to confirm his premonition, those dead soldiers of Moen City suddenly stood up stiffly, as stiff as marionettes.Yellow flames spewed out of their eyes, and they rushed towards Bagram and Zhao Si with their weapons tightly held in both hands.

Bagram reacted quickly, pulling out the double-ended sword from behind.Because it is ready to fight at any time, this time the double-ended sword is not wrapped in a leather sheath, so it can be activated faster.

Zhao Si pulled out the stabbing sword and parrying dagger from his waist, and was on guard at any time. He knew that rushing forward would only hinder Bagram.

Bagram rushed into the soldiers' enemy formation like the wind, but before he could use his superb sword skills, he saw the maddened flames in the soldiers' eye sockets spitting out.

They wailed while spouting epileptic flames, forcing Bagram back abruptly.That scene was quite irrational.

But as long as you can avoid it, there is nothing to be afraid of.The prayers of the Epilepsy series are sometimes not much different from impotent rage.

Relying on his agility, Bagram flew the double-headed sword in his hand, beheading heads one by one.With the death of the soldier, the madness lodged in his eyes also dissipated.

Zhao Si was not idle in the excitement of his rushing ahead.

A big mouse came out of the grass on the side!

Whoops, those rats are as big as big dogs. They are fat and strong and don't know what to eat to grow up. What's more terrifying is that they also have epileptic fire in their eyes.

"Your grandma has a leg!" Zhao Si yelled.

Animals are definitely not blessed, epileptic parasites are simpler than parasites.The corpses of the soldiers were seized by the epilepsy, mostly because they were killed by Mie Luosi first, they were defiled, and the blessings were damaged, which gave the epilepsy a chance.

Zhao Si dodged the big mouse's pounce, and pierced the big mouse's neck with a backhanded sword.

The sharp blade pierced the rough flesh of the mouse, and when the blade was pulled out, the mouse bled profusely.Zhao Si didn't dare to neglect, drew his sword back, and stabbed out again.

It felt very good, and the second sword pierced into the previous wound, piercing the mouse's neck completely, and the mouse died immediately without a sound.

A strong wind came from behind, and the skin felt tingling. Zhao Si spun and slid away like running water.

The rapier followed closely, striking the rat's back.

The wound is too shallow, and the rapier is not something to chop.

But Zhao Si was able to control the stabbing sword downwards, repeating the same trick, stabbing in according to the wound, causing heavy damage to the big mouse.The big mouse was bleeding profusely and collapsed to the ground.

——I'm not good enough to be eaten by mice!

As soon as he was a little proud, he felt a pain in his waist. Before he had time to react, he literally ate another big rat's charge attack.

His footsteps were unsteady, his head and face hit the tree and then rebounded, and he sat down on the ground.

The big rat got the upper hand and threw itself on Zhao Si directly. The stench was disgusting, and the rodent's front teeth were only a few centimeters from Zhao Si's face.

The epilepsy in the eye socket seemed to suck his soul away!

The left hand blocked the dagger and pierced the big mouse's eye socket, blood mixed with epileptic flames sprayed out, Zhao Si was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly and turned his head to struggle.

The big mouse swallowed, Zhao Si pushed away the corpse, wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, a stench of stench penetrated into his brain, somewhat disgusting.

Fortunately, there was blood, a lot of epileptic flames burned along the blood and splashed to other places, so they wouldn't burn Zhao Si's eyes.

Being insane is not a good thing.

But the left hand suffered, because it was the closest to the mouse's eyes, it was sprayed with epileptic flames, and the gloves were burned through, so scared that he quickly took off the gloves and threw them aside.

In shock, he checked his left hand and found nothing wrong.

Before he had time to study more, he heard Bagram's shout.

It turned out that when he was fighting with the big mice just now, he was exposed to the epileptic fireball. In just a few seconds, his whole body was hot and painful like burning, the hairs on his back stood up, and his brain was shaking!

There is no madness meter that can be clearly and intuitively seen. Now that he can't move his hands and feet, he is probably on the verge of madness.

"Don't panic."

A beautiful voice came from the bottom of my heart, as if a basin of cold water was poured from head to toe, the burn mark on the wrist hurt a bit, and Zhao Si woke up instantly.

He seized the opportunity and got behind the big tree in a flash. Only then did he feel relaxed, without the feeling of tremors and paralysis.

He couldn't help knocking on his head to judge that his brain was fine, so that he could feel at ease.

After clearing out all the soldiers, Bagram hid behind the Juma that blocked the road, and shouted in the direction of Zhao Si: "Are you okay?"

Zhao Si wiped off his sweat: "I'm fine!"

The burn mark on the wrist has obviously worsened.