Chapter 881 Section 112 Feces Becomes Spirit

Chapter 881 Section 112. Excrement Becomes Spirit

The magnificent Free City floated beside the Mountain City for three days.

Floating cities are a rare thing in the North. After all, few nobles who can afford arcane energy cores will stay in the North. The most important thing is that they are not practical.

Floating cities can block the cold wind from high altitudes, but they cannot stop the cold current. What's the point of a bare ice block floating in the air? In addition, the treasure that can make the floating city spring all year round is almost as expensive as the floating city.

So many nobles and wizards went to Free City to join in the fun, and the theater, which had no new guests after floating, was full again.

Annan made up his mind not to let Free City get involved in this muddy water. The Kingdom of Dimon had no objection, but the Or Empire sent a messenger to ask what was going on.

"McKenn has two empires and coalition forces leading the resistance. We think the Kingdom of Dimon, which is facing the threat of demons, needs more help."

Olmedo answered in a formulaic way.

The messenger was speechless. After all, both ratmen and demons were enemies that could threaten Middle-earth and the North...

He could only ask: "Shouldn't your battlefield be in Middle-earth?"

"Our battlefield is in all turbulent places."

...

[Some disgusting monsters that didn't look like demons suddenly appeared in the south of the Mountain City. After investigation, it was found that a group of bandits robbed the contaminated food transported from the Lesio Valley. The priest suspected that the monsters were the product of the bandits' infection. They deserved it, but it was unwise to let them stay behind us]

[We had previously sent an elite team to clean up, but they were ignored and no news was sent back. Now we need a team led by a master to clean up and investigate. For safety reasons, please ensure that there is at least a purification team that is good at removing plague in the team. ]

Annan asked the three great wizards to read the parchment scroll and asked, "Tell me what you think?"

"I think it's a bit troublesome. They have hostages in their hands. Otherwise, we can just use magic to clean up the ground." Lloyd said.

"Then kill the hostages together!" Bigger clenched his fist.

"Do you know what you are talking about? You are a filthy person with a head full of muscles." Black Widow said sarcastically, "Or do you hate the Mountain City so much?"

"If they are caught, they must be prepared to sacrifice!"

Lloyd eased the atmosphere: "Look at the bright side, the elite team may have died."

"... Although you are prisoners, you are not the bad guys here." Annan looked at them and corrected them: "Let's set off first. Dela, you go to gather the team."

"Now?"

The three great wizards said in unison, then looked at each other and turned their heads away in disgust.

"Any questions?"

"It's dark."

Annan had a blank expression: "You are soldiers, warriors, not pampered nobles. Get ready to set off, now!"

The camp was in chaos for only more than ten minutes, and then two crooked teams were arranged to march south.

Annan got on the carriage, and Black Widow squeezed in.

After watching the magic image, she just wandered around Annan and said that she was the reincarnation of Elizabeth.

"What is this?"

Annan had to place the magic lamp to eliminate the charming atmosphere brought by the darkness.

At this time, Annan saw that Black Widow was wearing a collar pin on her collar. The style was a bit familiar, as if she had seen it on Scarlet Princess.

"What are you looking at?" Black Widow straightened her chest.

"What is this?" Annan didn't dare to point it out. If he dared to do so, Black Widow would dare to let her fingers sink into her chest.

"This is a token of the believers of the goddess of love."

"I thought you believed in the mother goddess of reproduction."

"That's after finding the best husband... Now, I have found it." Black Widow licked her lips.

Annan thought she was going to be beastly, but unexpectedly Black Widow changed her tone: "Do you want to hear about my miserable past?"

Then Black Widow recounted her past in the bumpy carriage...

"...I am innocent, those men are using me."

Maybe you are unlucky if you meet a few men with problems, but if you meet dozens of men who are not good, you should find your own problems...

Annan saw it clearly, but of course he couldn't say that, but said: "Hailey, you should look forward, life is not only about love and children, who says women are not as good as men? This world is half men and half women, I think you should yearn for something more specific-"

But it didn't work for Black Widow...or it aroused her desire.

The slender index finger suddenly pressed on Annan's lips, and Black Widow's bright eyes flashed: "Shh...don't say these...kiss me."

"Put away your ridiculous tricks." Deila, who had been listening all the way, lifted the curtain, "We are here."

...

Autumn harvest represents the countdown to winter.

The leaves began to fall, and a thick layer of fallen leaves accumulated in the forest, and the bare branches looked like a monster with fangs and claws. The autumn wind swept by, making an uneasy cry.

And the low mountain in the night in the distance looked like a dark tomb.

But the evil army of 900 people, half of whom were professionals, just wanted to laugh now.

Annan stepped out of the carriage and quickly lowered his head to wipe his mouth with a handkerchief.

Who knows if Black Widow has applied some kind of drug on her hands? This is a trick that the Liberty City succubus has played too many times.

"Yingge, take a team of scouts to investigate first."

Annan planned to find out what the monster was and whether the previous elite team was still alive...

"No need, they are coming."

Dela stared ahead and suddenly said.

The breeze blew, and in addition to the coolness, it also rolled up an indescribable sour and rancid smell, like a mixture of rotten meat and vomit...

Without Annan's reminder, the frowning Black Widow had raised her hand to release a large-scale illumination spell.

Then, the monsters in the forest that were slowly crawling and seemed to want to attack them were completely exposed to the light like daylight.

They were huge clumps of rotten meat. They were crawling, without a fixed shape, only a hole full of pus that could be called a mouth, and a feces-green tongue rolled in it.

Annan frowned and stared at the disgusting monsters: "Are these also demons?"

He dared to guarantee that these monsters couldn't even swallow the stuff of ratmen...

"No, these are monsters that believe in the source of the plague." Lloyd said.

"What is the source of the plague?"

"It's hard to describe it in a short time. Just assume that we will become undead when we die, and feces will become them when they die."

"How to deal with them?"

"My suggestion is to run away and stay away from them."

"Change your suggestion."

Annan sensed the resistance of the evil army. Just like cutting bells, this group of prisoners are not afraid of death, but they don't want to die in the mouth of the feces monster.

"Then use magic to kill them before they get close!"