Chapter 653 652. Violent Plague

Making plague will at best skew the camp, but spreading plague will turn the camp into chaos.

But things have started to be made, so how could they not use them.

The plague in hand is a formula found in the laboratory of Taisai, the Dragon King of Life. It is extremely concealable and transmissible, and will gradually increase in lethality over time.

The purpose of this thing is to kill people, and not one by one, but a large-scale massacre like a tribe or a city.

In ancient times, this thing was used by Taisai to clean up Maxer's followers.

Due to the extremely high level of concealment, Maxer even thought at first that these were his own followers who unfortunately encountered a plague that was difficult to deal with and all died.

But should I use this thing...

If this is the territory of the barbarians, it doesn't matter if they use it directly, but this is Minanka, and Aundair will take it back sooner or later.

Mo Cheng definitely can't let a large number of people die here.

And this is what Taisai uses to clean up Maxer's followers. If this thing accidentally leaks into the water source, Mo Cheng will see the entire country's population grow negatively in the next few years, and the entire population will be wiped out within three years.

But if you don't use it, you can't give Elold a hard blow.

It won't hurt Elold this time. Once he has a chance to breathe, Mo Cheng will have to leave the main material world and run to the star realm to smash Elold to pieces, otherwise he will wait for this guy to harass him endlessly.

Moreover, leaving the main material world is a very dangerous behavior for Mo Cheng now.

He has no doubt that once he leaves the main material plane, those hostile entities and gods on [Dragon Crazy Star] will let him, the last dragon, die there.

The god's true form took action, and now he couldn't resist it.

Now Mo Cheng is in a dilemma. There is a high probability that something will go wrong if he uses it. The most intuitive feedback is that it will spread to the entire country.

In this way, Aundair's continuous mission is very likely to be terminated. After all, a country without its people is not a country.

This entanglement did not bother Mo Cheng for long, and he quickly made a decision, "Wealth can be obtained through danger, and mission rewards can be greedy."

Aundair's continuous mission cannot be interrupted, and the barbarians can use another method.

After making the decision, Mo Cheng added additional materials to the already made plague.

While adding, he secretly felt cruel in his heart, this time Elold must be severely injured.

The best way to kill the opponent is to at least break all of Elrod's links in the main material world.

"Then, the next thing to do is very simple..."

The sun set in the west, the light receded, and the shadow silently enveloped Mo Cheng, as if darkness formed a cloak on Mo Cheng.

"Priority is to kill the barbarians, then kill the Minanka nobles."

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The next day, there was some commotion where the barbarian army was located.

Because when the sun rose, the men they were alert to discovered something.

Something that makes the barbarians extremely angry.

It was a pyramid-shaped building made up of a large number of heads piled up. Some of the heads had rotted away and only bones remained, while others had been cut off not long ago. Even the barbarians could still identify the warriors of which tribe they were.

This is a building that has not appeared on the continent of Koyre. It is something used to intimidate foreigners in Mo Cheng's hometown. It has a name that is completely different from the one full of terror and blood.

Beijing view.

Even if the barbarians don't know the name of this thing, they have already deeply understood the malice and threat contained in this building.

This is completely an intimidation without any cover, leaving no room for relaxation.

"snort!"

The shaman who was called over, who was also the leader of the Erode believers in the barbarian army this time, only heard an angry roar, and the entire Beijing was blown to pieces.

There was no concern at all that the materials in Jingguan were from the barbarians, and they might even be people they knew, because the shaman could already see that this thing intimidated the barbarians to a great extent.

They traveled long distances and fought continuously, but they did not capture much wealth. Many tribes even did not have much food because they were swept in. They only relied on the shamans to conquer the city. Everyone had countless things. of food and treasure.

It's just about beating chicken blood, once or twice is okay, but if I say it so many times, the other tribes don't even want to hear it.

At the same time, without victory as an incentive and without treasure to mobilize fighting spirit, the morale of the barbarian army was declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the emergence of Jingguan has become the last straw for some tribes in a sense.

The shaman knows very well that blowing up the Jingguan will cause dissatisfaction among others, but if it is not blown up, some tribes will try to leave secretly starting tonight.

The shaman had a good idea, but he didn't think much further.

For example, why did Mo Cheng build a Jingguan not far from the barbarian garrison.

For another example, he should be able to imagine that once this thing is discovered, it will definitely be destroyed.

So when a large amount of colorful mist floated out from the shattered Jingguan fragments, the shaman quickly realized that it was a trap.

But it was too late to know. A large number of barbarians gathered nearby. They tried to find people they knew well among the people in the capital. When the plague mist approached, there was no possibility for them to escape.

Soon, screams rang out one after another in the barbarian camp.

The barbarians who came into contact with the mist were covered with abscesses in a short period of time. The abscesses grew larger and larger, and then spontaneously erupted, sputtering out turbid and disgusting liquid.

If these liquids splash onto people, a large number of malignant sores will immediately grow in the place where they come into contact. If it splashes onto the ground or trees, it will corrode the ground or trees and produce more colorful mist.

"Get out of here, it's a plague!"

The shaman shouted loudly to the barbarians in the distance, trying to make those barbarians who had not been infected with the plague leave, but his words caused even greater chaos.

After knowing that they were infected with the plague, the infected barbarians panicked and began to flee. Some even rushed towards their own tribe in panic.

As barbarians living in wilderness areas, they know better than anyone what will happen if they get the plague. Barbarians don't have enough doctors than other races, and most of them rely on their own bodies to deal with the disease.

Minor injuries and illnesses often get better in just a few days.

But if it's a plague, it's easy to say that it can be controlled, but what can't be controlled is that the surrounding tribes will surround the tribes that have been affected by the plague and not let anyone come out until all the people inside are dead.

For the barbarians, plague is the sickle of death. Every time the sickle is swung, it will take away a large number of lives.

Mo Cheng stood at a high place and quietly watched the panic of the barbarians. The cooperation was beyond his expectation.

Every action of the shaman stepped on the reaction Mo Cheng wanted most.

"It seems that before dinner today, there is no healthy person in the barbarian camp."

Mo Cheng silently recorded the data in his notes, then looked up at the sky, "Now it's your turn to find a way to solve the problem, Elold."

"Otherwise, just wait until all your believers die from a plague."

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