Chapter 1097: Using Rotten Bones as Hard Bones

In the void, the Speaker floated next to a crystal dragon and asked depressedly: "Where is your boss?"

Jinglong emerged from invisibility and looked down at himself in confusion, as if he was wondering why the Speaker could see it. But when it thought of the identity of the other party, it was relieved and responded quickly: "Our boss? Isn't the boss? With you?"

The Great Speaker said depressedly: "He ran away. He said he was going to get something, and then he disappeared. Where is your clan leader?"

"I don't know. I haven't been home for more than a month. Our whole family has spread out to look for the world-destroying magic circle. I go here, my wife goes there, and the children go there. There are more than one person in our family. The moon is gone, the clan leader can go wherever he likes," Jinglong complained.

The Grand Speaker became even more depressed and beat the crystal dragon and drove it away.

What is this? He was obviously called to help. Damn it, Beimian disappeared and left himself here.

If someone else dared to treat him like this, he would have beaten them up and turned around and left. But the other person was Beimian. He really couldn't just leave like this. The other person's background was too tough and he liked to stir up trouble, but where should he go? Looking for him?

When he thought of this, the Speaker didn't know why, but Anthony's figure flashed in his soul.

"Zhaobada, he won't go to those wandering gods, will he? Don't mess with me, or I will beat you to the south." The Great Speaker was startled, turned around and flew towards the Sea of ​​Omniscience go.

However, before he could fly very far, a message suddenly sounded in his soul: "Sir, help me."

It turned out to be the cry for help from the mourning skeleton Britt.

The Chancellor knows Britt's character very well. This loyal mourning skeleton will never call him for help unless he encounters something particularly dangerous. Ever since he established a soul connection with himself, this is still Britt's character. Special call for help for the first time.

And there shouldn't be an enemy invading Table Mountain. If there were an enemy, Britt would just call out to the Bone Dragon. In frontal combat, he might not be able to defeat the Fat Bone Dragon.

Under such circumstances, the Chancellor could not care about Anthony and others. He immediately changed direction and rushed towards the Table Mountain plane. At the same time, his soul sent a message: "What happened?"

"I don't know, everyone seems to be sick and falling apart." Britt said urgently, her tone full of anxiety and panic.

To be honest, hearing Britt's tone, the Grand Speaker was a little confused. He wondered if someone had replaced Britt. He had always been a calm mourning skeleton, but he was panicking? What kind of sickness is this? Will it break?

"Who is sick?" the Grand Speaker asked.

"Everyone, everyone," Britt said urgently.

"Everyone? Riya?" the Grand Speaker asked.

"Riya-sama is okay for the time being, but many humans are sick, and I am also sick. This disease seems to be contagious. After infection, the body will first turn white, and then gradually break into pieces." Britt said.

The Great Speaker asked in astonishment: "Human beings are sick, and you are also sick? You are the Lord of Mourning, how can you get sick? It can also be contagious."

The Grand Chancellor thought he had heard wrongly. Britt was an undead creature and the Lord of Mourning. How could he be sick?

Britt was about to cry: "Yes, sir, this disease can even be transmitted to undead creatures. My left hand was infected. I took it off, but there were a lot of silver dots on my body, which seemed to be from before." The area touched by my left hand is even on my skull. If this continues, it won’t take long for me to break. Please help me, sir.”

The Speaker's soul trembled, and he immediately said: "I will go back immediately, and you immediately isolate everyone to prevent the spread of the disease."

"Master Riya has issued an isolation order, but new cases continue to appear. I have asked Master Riya to be transferred, but...but...I touched her during the transfer. I don't know if the disease will spread from me. If it does, she may have it," Britt said in frustration.

Britt has never encountered such a situation as a dignified Lord of Death. In a head-on battle, even if there are a hundred Lords of Death on the opposite side, he is not afraid.

But the invisible and intangible disease will not only infect him, but also infect humans. If Riya is infected with the disease because of him, he will die of guilt.

The Speaker was also panicked. He had never been in this kind of situation before, and he didn't know how to comfort him. He could only repeat: "I will rush back immediately."

Britt reacted suddenly: "No, no, no, sir, you can't come back. We don't know where the source of the infection is. If you come back and get infected, it will be troublesome. I almost forgot just now. Sir Riya wanted you to find it." Treatment method."

The Great Speaker said distressedly: "I don't even know what's going on. Where can I find a cure? What disease can infect undead creatures? Or can it break people into pieces? Who should I go to?"

I've never seen symptoms, I've never heard of diseases that can infect undead creatures, I don't even know if it's a disease, maybe it's some kind of radiation?

Britt said: "Lord Riya said that if you really can't think of anyone to ask for help, you can try asking Lord Anthony."

Anthony's kind smiling face flashed through the Great Speaker's soul again.

"Okay, I know." Interrupting the call with Britt, the Speaker stood there for a long time, then suddenly rubbed his hands together, tearing open a space crack, and then put his hand inside.

Behind the crack appeared a rock wall, on which was a huge magic circle. The Grand Speaker pressed his index and middle fingers on the center of the magic circle, and the entire magic circle lit up, instantly pulling the Grand Speaker's thoughts into it.

The Grand Speaker's thoughts whizzed into some chaotic space, all around were gray, and there was only a huge figure as slender as a candle in front of him.

The Grand Speaker knelt on one knee: "Greetings, sir, help me."

A deep voice sounded: "What's the matter."

"Sir, a strange disease that can infect humans and undead creatures has appeared in my territory. The patient will die of body shatters. It is highly contagious. Please wipe out the disease." The Grand Speaker respectfully requested.

The huge figure suddenly waved his hand, and the Grand Speaker seemed to be slapped by an invisible giant hand, and his whole body flew away.

After the slap, the huge figure flicked his fingers twice, and two energy balls flew in front of the Grand Speaker, and a deep voice sounded: "Don't bother me with this kind of thing. If there is someone you care about, give it to him and he will be protected."

"Yes, thank you, sir." The Grand Speaker took the energy ball and thanked him respectfully, then slowly backed away and left the chaotic space.

The Grand Speaker's mind returned to the body, his fingers left the magic circle, pulled out the space crack, and then looked at the two energy balls in his palm and breathed a sigh of relief.

He also knew that even if all the people in the territory died and Britt and others were crushed into powder, it would be insignificant to the adults. These two energy balls were given purely for his face.

At least Britt and Liya are safe. With the protection of the Star Clan, no disease can hurt them.

But what about other people? You can't just watch them die. I wonder if there are other ways to save them? Thinking of this, Anthony's old face floated through the Grand Speaker's soul for the third time.

"Use the rotten bones as hard bones." The Great Speaker muttered a proverb of an undead creature and turned to fly towards the Sea of ​​Omniscience.

Thank you Mijia for the reward.