Being a lord in another world begins with farming

Chapter 212 The Aberrant

Another Northland transit town was destroyed under the impact of the rioters, but this group of rioters was a little strange, each of them looked distorted, and the clock tower weirdo stood among them, he was considered a handsome guy.

Just because the appearance is too intimidating, the people in the town can't use three points of their strength. After all, they are surrounded by a group of monsters and ghosts, and there are not many people who can hold on.

Unfortunately, failure is not the end, but the beginning of hell.

These are all carriers infected with the plague of flesh and blood, and their flesh and blood have begun to be severely deformed.

Originally, the distortion would not be so fast, but they are cannibals, and the distortion is like taking hormones. It not only affects the body, but also affects the spirit. Right now, these deformers are like a combination of lunatics and monsters. The purpose of this town is not to plunder, but to eat.

Crying and screaming can't stop those hungry and red-eyed mutants, they can't wait to rush into the town, no matter whether they are dead or alive, there is no difference for the mutants, only by biting their flesh and blood can they let them go. The pain caused by continuous deformation will be reduced, and they will pay any price for this.

With fresh flesh and blood, the injuries on the deformers are healing rapidly, and they become more deformed and stronger. Some deformers even grow extra organs, such as eyes, arms, intestines, etc. In short, they are getting worse and worse. He looked like a human being, and this scene was watched by the two earls in the distance.

Countess Ferrier was wearing rose gold silk light armor, a gorgeous fur cape, and riding a white BMW. She was standing with Count Solari, who was leading a troop of elite cavalry, under the protection of several sturdy knights. .

Compared with the Countess's luxurious attire, Earl Solari in silver-gray plate armor looked a bit inconspicuous, but against the backdrop of elite cavalry behind him, his aura was still higher than that of Countess Ferrier. The next thing is to turn into flower mud, unless the flowers are poisonous.

"It can't be delayed any longer." Countess Ferrier said with a gloomy face.

"That's right, we can't wait any longer." Earl Solari nodded and said.

But then there was an embarrassing silence between the two, just like a middle-aged couple who had nothing to say after dinner.

It's not that they don't know what to do next, but that they don't want to speak first.

Because they have three ways now, the first is to go back and stick to it, the second is to go to the northern frontier army for help, and the third is to join forces to send troops.

Everyone knows that going back and sticking to it is a dead end, and going to the northern frontier army to ask for help is also a dead end, so they only have a third way to go.

It is ironic to say that one is good at dancing and has admirers all over the border of the empire, and the other is of extraordinary background and has a close relationship with the border army of the empire.

But under the general situation, these are useless. They have obviously become victims and can only rely on themselves to save themselves.

"Now there are three points in the Northland. Since we are under such a great pressure, the other party should also bear a little bit." Countess Ferrier's sudden words made Count Solari fall into deep thought.

"I can send my cavalry to guide these aberrants further north, but I need bait, bait with enough temptation." Earl Solari said.

"I'll take care of the bait." Countess Ferrier said confidently.

Ferrier the Cursed Killer, formerly the second leader of the Northland Witch Union, but she is addicted to role-playing and has long left the Witch Union behind, but her own ability can not be faked. The plague of flesh and blood, which is also a curse, has really fiddled with something, a cursed flesh and blood that is full of temptations for aberrants.

"Be careful, it only takes a little bit of this thing to drive the deformer crazy, and only this bag can block the smell." Countess Ferrier, who looked a little tired, handed a bag made of human skin to Count Solari.

After receiving the bag, Earl Solari frowned at the feeling of being of the same kind, but he didn't say anything, but in his heart he raised the other party's danger level a lot.

This is by no means a woman who relies on her beauty, but I didn't expect to know her side for so many years and I didn't find out about her. She hides really deep enough. If it wasn't for the chaos that forced her to act, I don't know what she would hide when.

Earl Solari, who secretly raised his vigilance, carefully handed over his pockets to a small group of the most elite cavalry under his command, and then watched them leave, knowing in his heart that they had little hope of coming back alive.

Owen naturally didn't know anything about this, but he knew that it would happen sooner or later. Whether it was aberrants or secret means, the territory could not be avoided, so he made various preparations early on.

Mara Town, as the first line of defense in the territory, is of course the first to benefit. At night, witches often emerge from the fireplace and help build it in the dead of night.

Now Mara Town has built a thick wall three meters high, which cannot be shaken without using siege equipment. In addition, solid wooden frames and arrow towers have been built on the inside of the wall, so that the defending soldiers can get more Advantages, and build a gun emplacement at intervals to place artillery.

There are a lot of artillery in Mara Town now. Although the caliber of the one-pound cannon is too small, and because it is short-barreled, the range is limited, but it is a cannon after all, especially when firing shotguns. Clear out a fan.

The most important thing is that the weight of this thing is not high. When moving, two people carry it and run away. To put it bluntly, it is a large carrying gun.

Being so light, it is most suitable for checking for deficiencies in defense, but they still underestimated the upcoming crisis, or those two did too well.

On the wilderness of the Northland, a cavalryman desperately beat his horse that was foaming at the mouth. At this time, he had completely forgotten that he was his closest comrade-in-arms. Now he just wanted to stay as far away from those monsters as possible, but The town of Mara not far away was his only hope, but the sudden death of the war horse made his hope come to naught and broke his leg.

What made him most desperate was that the human skin pocket hanging on his chest was torn, and the muddy flesh and blood inside had flowed onto his body.

The experience along the way made him very aware of the attraction of these flesh and blood to those monsters, and he could no longer escape.

In the end, the cavalryman went completely insane. He roared crazily, and then stabbed the dagger into his heart forcefully, freeing his soul.

Keira, who was standing on the watchtower, saw this scene through the binoculars. Although she didn't understand what happened to make the other party choose to commit suicide not far from the town of Mara, she instinctively sensed that the crisis was coming, so While teaching to be vigilant, she went to find her father.

Currence also didn't know what happened, but he could guess it, especially when a huge group of mutants appeared in the distance, and he was sure that his guess was true. These mutants were all deliberately attracted. here.

It doesn't matter who is in charge of all this. Cullens sounded the alarm, and the entire Mara Town entered a state of combat readiness, while the military camps on the left and right also sounded the slogan of preparing for battle, and the war was about to break out.

(End of this chapter)