Chapter 422 Healing

In the dim room, there was a pungent smell. On the stone platform formed by two stone tables spliced ​​together, the flame licked the candlestick, making the liquid in the beaker gurgle.

"Tara flower, horned lizard tongue..."

Beside the stone platform, Enzo was concentrating on his work, putting different materials into the beaker one by one. After the materials with different properties were mixed, a strong reaction occurred.

Gurgle!

The fierce sound followed, and Enzo's face was calm. He grabbed a ball like an eyeball from the side and crushed it with two fingers.

The green mucus dripped into the beaker, and the boiling liquid calmed down in an instant.

"Done!"

Enzo's lips slightly raised, and the liquid in the beaker was poured into the test tube. A standard [Detoxification Spirit] potion was completed, enough for one hundred mild voodoo infected people.

"Fifty [Detoxifying Spirit] potions are enough even if all the residents of Lighthouse Town are infected." Enzo turned his head and looked at the right side of the stone platform. Including the [Detoxifying Spirit] he had just made, he had made a total of fifty [Detoxifying Spirit] potions in three days.

These potions, mixed with clean water, are enough to cure five thousand people with mild voodoo infection, and the total number of residents of Lighthouse Town may be less than one thousand.

Dong Dong Dong!

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. Through the view outside the auditorium, Enzo saw the anxious old Moore.

"Come in." Enzo said in a calm voice.

The door was pushed open, and Old Moore hurried in, begging, "Please save us, Master Priest!"

"The strange disease that appeared on the Essos Plain has spread to Lighthouse Town. Many townspeople have been infected and are about to die..."

"Don't worry, I already know."

Enzo's face was calm, and he asked, "How are the materials I asked you to collect before?"

Old Moore nodded and said, "The hunters who were sent out have returned this morning. Everything Master Priest needs has been found and will be delivered to you in a while."

"Now, Master Priest, please save those poor infected people as soon as possible!"

Enzo nodded slightly and grabbed three potions.

Afterwards, under the leadership of Old Moore, Enzo came to a place similar to a horse cellar, where a large number of voodoo infected people were placed.

Weak wailing sounds were intermittent, and the faces of the townspeople infected with voodoo were all painful, and their skin was ulcerated to varying degrees. Depending on the degree of voodoo infection, the eyeballs showed different greens.

"Basically, they are all mildly infected."

Enzo looked around and made a conclusion in his mind. It has only been three days since the refugees from Graystone Town left. The spread of voodoo is not serious, but according to the terrible speed of infection, it will soon break out in the town.

"It's all those damned people from Graystone Town!"

Looking at the nearly 100 infected people in the horse cellar, the panic and worry on Old Moore's face were hard to hide. He almost gritted his teeth and said, "If they hadn't brought the virus to Lighthouse Town, it wouldn't be like this now. I should have let the hunters kill them all when I found them approaching!"

Hearing Old Moore's curse, Enzo's expression didn't change much, but he shook his head secretly in his heart.

The voodoo infected people in Lighthouse Town are not the original place of Graystone Town refugees. The voodoo in the Essos Plain is intentional by the God of Voodoo. Even if there are no refugees, voodoo will appear in Lighthouse Town soon.

When the infected will appear is just a matter of time.

Hohoho…

Suddenly, a low and suppressed sound came from the surroundings. Not far away, a voodoo infected person twitched all over.

"Severely infected!"

Enzo's eyes flashed, and he looked at the twitching middle-aged townsman. He seemed to be the first person in the town to be infected with voodoo. His skin was ulcerated to varying degrees, and his eyeballs were even more green.

"Prepare some clean water."

Enzo ordered Old Moore beside him, and then walked towards the severely infected person. The voodoo in his body was on the verge of erupting. If it was not suppressed, he would soon become a voodoo zombie.

The most terrifying thing about the voodoo spread by the God of Voodoo on the plains of Essos is not its lethality, but the speed of transmission, and the characteristics that after the voodoo erupts, the infected will become voodoo zombies.

Voodoo zombies are the final outcome of the infected. In a sense, they are somewhat similar to puppets. The infected who become voodoo zombies are controlled by the God of Voodoo and are extremely aggressive!

The main reason why the voodoo that appeared on the Essos Plain could cause great losses to the Kingdom of Night is that when a large number of infected people in a city become voodoo zombies, the order of the entire city will be quickly destroyed.

"Please...save me..."

On the ground, the voodoo infected person's eyeballs turned into dark green, and his breath of life became weaker and weaker. It seemed that he would become a voodoo zombie in three minutes at most. The last trace of desire for life made him beg.

At this time, Old Moore had brought some clean water.

"Give it to me."

Enzo said softly, taking the water bag from Old Moore, and then poured one-third of a [Detoxification Spirit] potion into it, and then fed the clean water mixed with the potion to the voodoo infected person.

Gulp! Gulp!

After the clean water was mixed with the Detoxification Spirit potion, it exuded a pungent smell, but after the infected person took a sip, a strong desire burst out in his eyes and he drank greedily.

In a moment, one-third of the magic potion in the water bag was drank.

The infected person who was already on the verge of mutation suddenly calmed down. The skin on his body was still ulcerated, but the green color in his eyes gradually faded.

"Did it work?" On the side, a touch of surprise burst out in Old Moore's eyes.

Enzo's face was calm, he had already expected such a situation.

"Prepare some more water, then mix the magic potion with the water and give it to the infected person. According to the degree of their infection, determine the dosage." Enzo ordered to Old Moore beside him.

Old Moore nodded repeatedly and prepared a lot of water.

Immediately afterwards, he poured all three potions into the bucket and fed them to the infected people respectively. After a while, every infected person took the magic potion.

"After the infected person drinks the magic potion, the voodoo in the body will be resolved, but it will take a period of cultivation to fully recover."

All the hundreds of infected people in the town have been fed the magic potion mixed with the [Detoxifying Spirit], and the voodoo on their bodies has been resolved. They can recover after a period of cultivation.

"Master Priest, Beacon Town will always remember the help you gave!" Old Moore said gratefully.

"It's nothing, everything is the call of the goddess." Enzo said softly, attributing everything he did to the goddess of the night, and then returned to the auditorium that was transformed into a laboratory to continue refining the [Detoxifying Spirit] ] Potion.

…

Abandoned place, underground cave.

In the dark and humid underground world, snake-like creatures are entrenched in caves. In the deepest part of the cave, there is a space similar to an underground palace.

"Finally, I have completely regained my strength!"

In an underground palace the size of a stadium, a huge black python was entrenched on the ground. With a low murmur, the giant python transformed into an old man in black robes.

On the same spot, Old Snake's eyes flashed.

It has been nearly a year since he took the giant ship to the Lost Continent. As a third-level demigod-level being, Old Snake has finally passed the adaptation period and returned to full strength.

"Next, it's time to get down to business!"

Old Snake murmured to himself, putting the two broken maps together in his hands, staring at the patterns on them with his vertical pupils, and then lit a ball of flame in his hand, burning the two maps of the gods.

After a year of repeated observation, the contents on the two broken maps have long been memorized by Old Snake, including every detail.

Hiss!

At this time, a snake hissed. The old snake looked forward and saw a Snake Claw tribe returning from outside the cave.

"The great black snake god!"

The Snake Claw Clan appeared in front of Old Snake, kneeling on the ground with great piety, showing respect from the bottom of their hearts.

"Welcome back, kid."

A smile appeared on Old Snake's face, and he asked gently, "Is there anything new happening in the outside world?"

The Snake Claws stood up and respectfully replied, "In accordance with your order, the Snake Claws are always paying attention to the outside world. Within the territory of the Abandoned Land, nothing special has happened for half a month."

"How is Dark Light City?" Old Snake asked.

"It has been completely reduced to ruins!"

The Snakeclaw clan shook his head and said, "Since the plague broke out in Netherlight City, that city has been completely reduced to death, and not a single living person can be seen."

"Lord Snake God, today's Abandoned Land and the human strongholds led by wizards have basically fallen. If we attack at this time, we may be able to control the entire Abandoned Land in the hands of the Snake Clan."

Snakeclaw suggested.

"We will discuss this matter later." Old Snake shook his head. He seemed to have no interest in ruling the abandoned land, and asked, "What is the situation in the stone tomb? Has the Skeleton King awakened?"

The Snake Claws still shook their heads.

But then, it hesitated and said, "According to the information we checked, the Skeleton King in the stone tomb is still sleeping, but there seem to be more and more skeletons in that area."

"I wonder if this situation is a sign of the Skeleton King's awakening..."

"Still sleeping?"

Old Snake's eyes flashed, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he whispered: "In that case, very good, let's make you the first target!"

Then, Old Snake raised his head.

He ordered the Snakeclaw tribe, "Let the tribesmen prepare. My strength has gradually recovered. Next, we will attack the stone tomb!"

"Into...attack?"

The Snakeclaw tribe was stunned and said, "Why, the stone tomb is the territory of the Skeleton King, and there are a lot of skeletons active there. Even if we capture it, it doesn't seem to be of any benefit to us, right?"

"Are you questioning my decision?" Old Snake asked with a half-smile.

"Don't dare!" The Snake Claws were startled.

"Okay, execute the order." Old Snake chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Of course I have my own ideas. Everything is for the Snake Clan. You only need to follow the order and the Snake Clan will become strong!"

"Yes, the God of Black Snakes!" Hearing Old Snake's words, the Snake Claws' eyes became firm, and then they twisted their lower bodies and left, conveying Old Snake's orders to other tribesmen.

…

Three days later, Beacon Town.

In the auditorium, Enzo closed his eyes tightly and sat cross-legged on the bed. A picture flashed before his eyes. It was everything that happened in the vision of Shadow Crow.

After a while, Enzo opened his eyes.

"It seems that Old Snake's strength has indeed been restored." His eyes flickered, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Not long ago, Enzo sent out Shadow Crow.

Using the flying ability of the shadow crow, Enzo originally intended to check the situation of the Ghost City in the abandoned land, but accidentally discovered that a large number of snake claws were moving in the wasteland.

The target of those snake claws was the place where the Skeleton King was sleeping, the Stone Tomb!

Just as Enzo had obtained the information before, after coming to the Lost Continent, the old man Snake used some unknown method to become the god of the Snake Claws, and hid in the cave for a year.

Until recently, he finally passed the adaptation period.

After the old man Snake regained his strength, the first thing he did was to attack the Stone Tomb on a large scale and personally force the sleeping Skeleton King out.

"His goal is to kill the divinity!"

Enzo's eyes flickered, and he knew very well in his heart that the purpose of the old man Snake coming to the Lost Continent was to kill the remains of the God of Slaughter, so after a year of dormancy, his first goal was to plunder a divinity.

In the entire Abandoned Land, there are very few forces with the Divine Power of Killing. After Enzo obtained the divine blood from the Gro Camp, he plundered the Divine Power of Killing from the Mad Wizard and the Two-Headed Ogre.

After being promoted to a third-level wizard with three Divine Powers, Enzo did not dare to absorb more Divine Powers in order not to become a Killing Puppet. Therefore, after the incident in the Phantom Light City ended, he left the Abandoned Land directly and did not think of the Skeleton King at all.

Until now, after having no more choices, the Snake Old Man seems to have set his sights on the Skeleton King.

The two demigod creatures fought fiercely in the Stone Tomb, and finally the Snake Old Man won. Enzo witnessed the whole process of the battle through the Shadow Crow, and was not too surprised by the ending.

"Although the Skeleton King is a third-level life form with the Divine Power of Killing, he was seriously injured in the battle with the Two-Headed Ogre a hundred years ago, so he is naturally not the opponent of the Snake Old Man in his prime." Enzo shook his head.

Everything that happened in the Abandoned Land is not important to Enzo. For him now, the Essos Plain is his home court.

Enzo got up from the bed and walked outside the auditorium.

"More and more..."

Enzo looked around. On the streets of Lighthouse Town, many refugees from other cities gathered here.

In the center of the town, Old Moore and a group of hunters were maintaining order. At the same time, they set up an iron pot and distributed magic potions mixed with [Detoxification Spirit] to the refugees who came from all directions to heal those infected with voodoo.