Duke of Grief

The sudden fire and the dragon roar that suddenly rang through the city alarmed the people nearby. They looked at the street with their probes, but they saw a beating flame in their eyes.

The shimmering shroud of the hemisphere enveloped the hotel, and Cervantes looked very ugly. At this time, he had converged Long Wei, standing on the side to control the fire, while watching Ziegler and other doctors wearing protective clothes Busy in the crowd.

The wooden pillars of the hotel and the flames on the ground are still burning. This is to prevent the plague from escaping. Even if there is a cover now, Cervantes is not worried.

Just when he thought that the flame could burn out the poisonous gas that burst out, most of the poisonous gas was already burned, but still a small part of the poisonous gas passed through the flame, leaving half of the hotel people infected plague.

The sudden explosion made Cervantes sure that someone wanted to deal with them!

"The kind I studied before..."

Ziegler's face was equally unsightly, and after emergency treatment was done, he stood by and looked after the patients who had been infected with the plague.

The doctors brought by him with the flying magic carpet are urgently treating the patients. When he heard the pain and yelling of those infected, Ziegler's face became even more gloomy.

"The name of the plague is "cyst", which is a plague with a short incubation period and easy to transform. If the "user" spreading the plague is a necromancer or a druid or plague master, then this plague may be It will have the ability similar to [Poison Explosion]. As long as the plague is still in the incubation period, the user can follow the preset command to detonate the plague!" Ziegler's voice was low, and his teeth were incisive.

This is the plague he studied at first, but compared to when he studied it, this plague has already been regarded as a ‘variant’.

The infection is stronger, and the explosion period is more rapid.

The person who was eroded by the sudden explosion of gas had an abscess on his face, and a little more serious, he already had a pustule on his body.

"Itchy, itchy!"

"Please, let me catch it! Just click, just click!"

"Ah, ah... it hurts!"

The people infected with the plague were helped by the straps prepared by the doctors from the beginning, and tied their bodies to a piece of wood, so that they could not use their hands to scratch or rub the pustules on their bodies.

The hard-hearted doctors were shaking their arms after hearing these pleadings.

Heavy breathing came out of the filter. Obviously, these doctors were not calm, and they were also very afraid that they would contract the plague.

The protective clothing was already full of sweat, and the high temperature around them was invading their bodies, and weary their spirits. It took only ten minutes to slow down their hands.

Cervantes frowned as he felt this, and the fire in the hotel that had been scorched slowly decreased until it finally disappeared completely.

After the fire was extinguished, the doctors were finally able to relax a bit, but at this time they were also holding back the eyes of those infected, because the research on the plague has not been completed, and they have not been able to overcome any kind of plague, so They also do not have much confidence to cure these infected people.

They can't bear to look at the eyes filled with pleadings, but they don't know that because of their indifference and'iron-heartedness', infected people are gradually losing confidence and expectations.

"Yes, can you cure me?!"

An infected person withstood the itching and pain in his body, with the last expectation in his eyes, screaming with a crying voice: "My parents are still waiting for me at home, can you cure me? Can you cure me? Lord Lord said just now, can you heal us! Right? Right?!"

His words caused a commotion among other patients, and just then, a firm voice sounded: "Yes!"

They turned their heads and saw Lord Lord embracing their arms around their chests, and then repeated again: "I can guarantee that we can heal you! But first, you must have confidence in the doctor, confidence in us, and in the future for you If you can still live, you may have confidence. Otherwise, even if we have the technology to cure the plague, we will not cure you. Otherwise, before then, you have given up your life because of despair!"

"understand?"

Cervantes abandoned the hippie smile and replaced his face with perseverance. "If you want to live, you must have the will to survive! Tell me, you want to live, right?"

Ziegler saw renewed hope in the eyes of those infected with the plague and heard their loud response.

He didn't laugh like he used to, he was thinking now.

"...Maybe someone has recognized me."

After thinking about it for a moment, Ziegler said to Cervantes: "'Cysts', I was the plague I was studying, and I was studying in this direction-this variant has a stronger infectivity and a shorter incubation period. And the explosion period! However, after I was defeated by the legend of the Liberty City State League, those research results have been destroyed, and even the research materials have not been cleaned up and lost."

"Moreover, I am also conducting plague research recently, but it is at this critical juncture that the study is about to be completed..."

Hearing the words of the Red Dragon, Cervantes took a deep breath. "You mean... there are ghosts?"

"Otherwise don't you think it's too coincidental?" Ziegler looked at the infected people who had regained confidence, and his voice was low. "Everything is too coincidental-you know how I know that there is a plague here." Is it because I smelled the "taste", which I had studied in the beginning, and I was no longer familiar with this plague! For me, this taste is not only familiar, but also the same as the one I studied in the first time" The results are almost the same."

"Recently, I have restarted this research project, but there have been some changes in direction... If there is really no connection, then it is too coincidental!"

Cervantes was silent, and after closing his eyes for a few seconds, he opened his eyes again and said, "I informed Serra that she is now on the way to the hospital ambulance with her and has let Edith check it. ."

Da da da! Bone Lulu!

The sound of horseshoes and the sound of the wheels rolling on the street, the two sides of the street lurking in the house at home~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Civilians who do not know what happened have been watching this all the time.

They saw some priests in white and golden robes walking down the carriage, and they saw some paladins riding on horses, looking around.

Is something serious happening?

Just as they began to suspect, another group of carriages drove across the street, and even the church carriage was driven forward by the driver, making enough room for the subsequent convoy.

What happened?

When people became more and more panicked, the sharp-eyed people appeared as the maid grown-up and Ms. Fortune joined together.

Soon after the two ladies entered the hotel that had been burnt to black, those who stepped down from the convoy and wore eccentric clothes to cover their entire body in black robe were lifted out of the hotel. Something that looks like a human...

Moans and pain came into people's ears, and they looked at this scene in disbelief.

I finally realized that there was something wrong with the Paladin calling people to close the doors and windows and not to walk out of the house easily, but the misery of those people has been deeply engraved in people's minds.

The exposed body parts are covered with pustules...grimace...screaming and moaning again and again...

This reminds people of the terrorist incidents that were once learned from some old populations-

"plague!"

An old man who had experienced the plague trembles his hands and feet. He cried with a sad face and cried to his children: "A plague!"

Forty-eight years ago, Lingfeng Ling suffered a plague, and he survived that plague! ()

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