Soul of Burning Steel

Just when Joshua was about to leave the cell hall, he felt that a chaotic breath was spreading.

The plague of the magical world has never been a simple bacteria or a living thing. It has no magic power or a disease caused by other supernatural factors. It is easy to eradicate no matter how serious it is.

In the black liquid formed by the flesh and blood of the cultist’s internal organs, a magical power eroded by chaos is slowly growing. Although it appears very slowly because of the strong positive energy ray shining on, it still spreads toward the surroundings unswervingly. I saw that the small prison cell had now become a scene in a different world, and the disgusting turbid liquid spontaneously squirmed on the stone slab, like a creature.

Turning his head, Joshua looked at this scene.

Melanemia, the chaotic disease brought by the mad dragon.

In the previous life, the Far South, suddenly, the dragon disaster from the deep sea destroyed half of the southern kingdom, and all coastal areas fell without exception. Although the Far South Kingdom relied on its powerful potential and depended on human life to push out an extremely strong central defense line. , But there are still many places that have been reluctantly abandoned, thus completely falling.

In the occupied area, the vast majority of humans were devoured by mad dragons and beasts. A small number of powerful professionals also hid from the east, seeking to survive in the cracks. However, as time went by, the kingdom’s army faced the dragons and beasts. With the help of adventurers, that is, players, the kingdom’s army has launched counter-attack again and again, and even regained several port fortresses along the coast, and used it as a stronghold. Point to regain lost ground.

And what makes this effort fall short is melanoma.

It was the end of the 833 year of Starfall. On a cold winter day, amidst the heavy snow, a trembling man came to the gate of the far South Hall port fortress.

He was soaked in black blood, but still left a breath. The city guards recognized that this was a well-known elf adventurer who had gone into the jungle a few days ago to explore the habitat of dragons and beasts, so they hurried to meet him. After realizing that the opponent was close to a coma, the city guards also sent the unconscious man into the medical hall of the fortress.

Along the way, the groaning aboriginal adventurer was dripping with black blood all over his body, emitting an extremely foul smell, but since this is the front line after all, no one cares about the smell of blood, so until he is When sent to the hospital, no one felt that there was anything wrong. After all, there are countless species of weird creatures and dragon beasts in the jungle. Maybe this adventurer was attacked by some weird beast? After all, there are so many venoms that can make wounds unable to heal, so many that no one cares.

All in all, no one understood the seriousness of this matter.

In the medical hall, the doctor and the priest who rushed to heal the adventurer together. The combination of potions and magic arts quickly cured the elf’s trauma. The black blood no longer flowed outward, but the situation was reversed. It's getting more serious-in the shocking gaze of everyone, the adventurer's body began to become swollen in his painful howl, and the flesh and blood on his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally, there was a convulsive sound. After screaming, the elf adventurer exploded suddenly, and the liquefied flesh and internal organs sprayed out, splashing the entire medical hall.

The weird method of death, and because they did not save the poor patient, both the doctor and the priest felt very depressed. They naturally noticed the chaotic atmosphere hidden in the body of the dead adventurer and purified it. Everyone thought this It is the poison of a new mad dragon, like a giant scorpion in the desert. It has a terrible venom that can dissolve human flesh and blood. It is just more terrifying. For this reason, the fortress of How has even transferred a large number of from the capital of the kingdom. The antidote is used to prepare to deal with this new unknown mad dragon, and adventurers are also starting to make corresponding plans.

They thought they were fully prepared.

But in fact it didn't.

The chaos lurking in the shadows has already spread to the entire city with the dripping of black blood. On the first day, 60% of the people in the Hall fortress felt uncomfortable collectively, and on the second day, 4%. The fifteenth person felt that they were sick, and there was a weird sound of fluid flowing in their bodies. On the third day, a large amount of blood coughing appeared. Except for the gold-level powerhouse, all the other members seemed to be extremely uncomfortable. symptom.

Until then, everyone felt that something was wrong. Perhaps it was not a toxin, but an unknown plague-but it was too late, and everything was irretrievable.

A week later, except for the three gold-class powerhouses who were at a loss and were on the verge of collapse, in the Howl Fortress, everyone was turned into bones and blood flowing everywhere, and the originally clean and tidy port was turned into a **** purgatory. , The stench is not restricted by the cold, and spreads freely with the north wind.

The name of melanism has spread throughout the world.

In his previous life, Joshua had experienced this kind of illness personally, but it was already in the late stage of the spread of the plague. Through the treatment of higher magic arts, the warrior did not die because of it, but he could fully understand the unknown existence of that part of the body. The feeling of dissolving little by little.

This is more disgusting than being eaten bit by bit by a beast.

"As long as you reach the golden realm, then the transcendental body can easily resist the invasion of this disease, but if you don't reach the golden realm, even if it's just a little bit, it's easy to be infected."

Whispering to herself in a low voice, Joshua couldn't help but recall the days of fighting the plague in the past. It was really a hard time. Countless people were defeated by the disease, turning into a pool of warmth and muddy and black blood. , Leaving only the fragile bones and skin sacs suspended on the foul-smelling liquid.

However, although cold cannot prevent the spread of this plague, flames can.

Raising his hand, the warrior snapped his fingers, and suddenly black and red flames appeared on the squirming black blood out of thin air. Fighting energy was mixed with the power of order, thoroughly purifying it from beginning to end. The corpse was completely turned into ashes because of this-the plague had eroded the bones, and now that thing is no stronger than a few biscuits.

Looking indifferently at the black liquid being completely dried by the flame, Joshua shook his head, then turned and left.

The flame can completely burn all the substances on which melanemia relies, and can completely burn it to ashes. In the Far Southern Plague Zone, as long as there is a little sign of weakness and infection, then crazy people will kill this person. Throwing into the fire, this crazy behavior accidentally killed many ordinary people with occasional wind and cold, but it did block the possibility of the spread of the plague.

Because of the fluctuations of vindictiveness and the sudden high fever, the comatose cultists also awakened one by one. These fanatics who used to utter foul language in front of Bishop Atanis are now shrinking and shivering, they are silent. Be silent, dare not make any noise.

After watching the soldiers step by step out of the cell hall in horror, the hearts of these cultists even gave birth to rejoicing. Even if they were tortured to death, they were unwilling to face the walking nightmare.

Outside the cell, Atanis was chatting with Ying and Rin.

The three asked and answered, they seemed to be chatting very happily, but because they noticed the footsteps of the soldiers, they all turned their heads together and looked at the exit.

"What's the matter, Joshua, came out so soon?"

The old bishop was a little weird. He touched his white beard and asked in confusion, "Is it because I wanted to use a torture instrument for torture? This is my mistake. I forgot to prepare this thing."

With that said, he got up and asked the other guard knights for torture instruments.

"No, no, I already know their purpose."

Speaking to stop Atanis' actions, Joshua's tone was unprecedentedly serious, and his eyes revealed a solemn: "Maybe it's a bit weird, but..."

"I believe you."

Quickly interrupting Joshua, the old bishop's expression also became awe-inspiring. He turned to look around and whispered: "Don't say it here, let's go upstairs."

"you're right."

Nodded in recognition of the old bishop's decision, the soldiers called Shangying and Rin, and set off together with the old bishop. Although the magicians were a little confused, after seeing the master's rare and cautious gesture, they also silently followed.

The light of positive energy in the deepest cell gradually dimmed, and at Joshua’s suggestion, Atanis called all the knights guarding the cell over, and they joined forces to activate the dungeon’s blockade system, which was a metre thick. The thick and heavy steel layer completely isolates the deepest oval cell from other ordinary cells. In order to be safe, the soldier also asked the old bishop to perform a gold-level large-scale purification ritual for them, thoroughly purifying half of the dungeon. Again.

Although I don’t know why Lord Lord came out so quickly, and what news he got from the cultists, the knights also sensed a hint of danger from this action, and they promised that they would never open the sealed steel layer. After that, everyone left the dungeon.

By the way, during this process, Joshua turned her back to the knights.

"It's the plague."

As he walked along the spiral corridor towards the surface of the church, Joshua whispered to Atanis: "These cultists intend to spread a very deadly plague from the plague god."

He just said so much for the time being, telling the puzzled old bishop the reason for being so cautious, and then more news, the soldiers are ready to speak slowly in a safe environment.

You know, the dungeon is not a good place to talk.

The old bishop's eyes flickered in the darkness, and he nodded slowly, but made no sound. Obviously, Atanis probably guessed something from Joshua's previous request.

The people walked in silence and came to the first floor. They crossed the dark corridor and arrived at the stairs leading to the second floor after the Mass Hall. They were just as they were going to find a closed room and talk carefully about the Cthulhu Plague. During the incident, a blond man appeared before their eyes.

This man is tall and handsome, but his look is a little tired, his eyes are tired and gloomy, and he seems to have not rested for several days. He originally seemed to have heard the footsteps of Atanis, and wanted to be old. The bishop greeted him, but he saw Joshua's face by accident. The man's eyes widened, and his surprised voice blurted out: "Joshua?! Are you awake?!"

"Yeah, my friend, I woke up."

There was also a smile on his serious face. Joshua smiled and greeted the blond knight. He stepped forward and patted the other person on the shoulder: "I haven’t seen you in a few days, Loranda, you look On the contrary, it is worse than mine."

"This matter is a long story...Looking at this expression, what important thing are you discussing?"

Slowly exhaled, the paladin looked tired. He seemed to have a lot to say, but now he has no strength. Seeing this, the warrior simply shook his head and said: "Don't think too much, although I and Bishop Atanis does have something to talk about, but it's not important enough to make you feel tired and participate."

"When I finish talking with the old bishop, let him tell you."

Although he wanted to refuse, Joshua didn't give Loranda a chance to choose. In Ying and Rin's apologetic farewell, the Paladin could only watch Joshua and the old bishop walk quickly. On the second floor, his tired eyes were a little dull.

"It's too late to say anything to stop it... Sure enough, I should take a break first."

Realizing that her condition was indeed very bad, Loranda couldn't help but shook her head, and then walked to her room.

And on the way, he couldn't help but remember the previous call between himself and Saint Igor, that is, His Majesty the Pope.

Since the Paladin returned from another world three days ago, he has not had a good rest.

The first is to pray in meditation, using the Holy Light to dissolve the divine power left in his body by the Father of Nature.

The blessing of a **** is indeed beneficial to him, but the extra alien power is not a good thing for a paladin. It costs Loranda to purify his power alone. For half a day, but relatively, after the purification, the Paladin felt that his strength had greatly improved, and even approached the threshold of Zhiyi.

Of course, Loranda felt very exhausted, but this was not a time to rest. He resisted his sleepiness and sorted out his entire journey in another world overnight, and then quickly went to the communication circle of the cathedral to prepare to talk to the Pope. Your Majesty is talking.

But the people who answered the call were the guards of the Pope. These loyal knights said that His Majesty the Pope was in the depths of the Great Temple, communicating directly with the gods, so he needed to wait for a while.

Loranda would naturally not raise objections, but in order to wait until the pope came back for the first time, he didn't even sleep or meditate, but stayed where he was.

This is a whole day.

That is, almost half a day ago, the pope finally finished communicating with the gods and responded to Loranda's communication.

For his adopted son, Pope Igor, the strongest paladin of the young generation of the Church of the Seven Gods, has great patience. After listening to Loranda's adventures in other worlds, he did not express a sense of distrust. Instead, Repeatedly asked for details and expressed 100% trust.

"That's it... the father of nature, the evil **** of natural disasters, the sage inheritance and the king of burning souls."

Slowly nodded, after thousands of miles away, the image of His Majesty the Pope slowly nodded, and the white-haired wise old man seemed to completely believe Loranda's words.

"You believe what I said?!"

This made Loranda extremely surprised. He didn't think anyone would believe this bizarre story, and he was just fulfilling his responsibility and telling the facts. He didn't expect the other party to believe it. But it was never expected that the old pope would believe his experience so easily.

"Don't be surprised, my child, I have a hunch about this."

Igor said slowly, his eyes gleaming with wise light: "The fluctuations generated when an ancient **** radiates power with all its strength are enough to cross the distance of several worlds. I have been aware of this a long time ago, but there is no I think you are also involved."

After a pause, the pope slowed down, as if tentatively asking: "Now you have faced the chaotic army and the body of the evil **** with your own eyes...about this, Loranda, do you have any thoughts? "

When he heard the old Pope’s question, Loranda couldn’t help being silent for a while. He seemed to be reminiscing, and then slowly said in a cautious tone: “Your Majesty, this is the first time I have seen this. The huge Chaos Army is also the first time to face these enemies without knowing anything about it and without other comrades in arms."

"I don't know what kind of world it is, I don't know how far the civilization of that world has developed, I don't even know why the father of nature sleeps, and how the civilization of the elves was born, but there is only one point. I understand that they are also comrades in the fight against Chaos."

Although weak, but equally firm, this belief can be easily understood without words.

Loranda hadn’t rested for many days, and on his haggard face revealed a trace of firmness: “As you said, Joshua did tell me some truth. He said that fire can only be burned with fuel, although the world It's order, but it's also based on the chaos and void...If the fire in our world is close to extinguishing, then we must continuously introduce the power from the chaos to burn, just as his family and other guardian families did. ."

"Do you already know this."

The pope slowly nodded with some relief: "Since you already know, then I don't need to keep you secret... Yes, because of the war in the last era, the fire in our world has been nearly extinguished. In order to continue the burning of the initial fire, There must be chaotic fuelwood, and the sealed land leading to the evil **** world is the most stable source of chaotic power."

"So, their sacrifice is meaningful, right."

There was a long silence, with complex lights shining in his eyes, Loranda took a deep breath, and then in a heavy tone, he asked again: "For the continuation of our world, we must make the necessary sacrifices...they It’s not a worthless death, is it?"

"Of course, my child."

The gray-haired old man, Pope Saint Igor of the Church of the Seven Gods nodded with prudence and deep respect: "Whether it is your sacrificed comrade, or the knight who lost his life before this, they are all The hero of mankind."

And on the second floor.

Joshua, who had told everything to the old bishop, closed her eyes and began to recall the past.

Atanis grabbed the armrest of the seat tightly, his face dignified and serious.

"I will ask No. 3 to pay attention to the health of the citizens of the city, and the church should also send a large number of pastors and knights to check out whether there is a latent plague in various towns."

After a long silence, Joshua spoke in a low voice: "As for me~www.novelmtl.com~, I will go to the imperial capital, report this matter to the emperor, and resolve it. The other three territories in the Northland It must also be known as soon as possible."

"This is natural."

The old bishop nodded, taking it for granted, but he looked a little puzzled: "But how do you solve this? Unlike a physical enemy, this is an invisible disease that cannot be destroyed with fists or weapons. ."

"I have my own way."

The warrior sneered and looked at the south, his eyes as if he could look into the emptiness of the bedside, looking directly at the place where the plague originated, the place where the mad dragon raged, and the battlefield where he had fought. Today, Joshua’s eyes are full of indifference and a little bit. Hidden in the depths, as if the flames are burning: "No one understands these things better than me."

Those followers of the evil **** who spread the plague and attempt to harvest countless lives never dreamed that his existence would appear in this world.

The warriors even knew the plague better than their followers.

So the result of all this must be different from the solidified past.