The left path sequence starts with the animal tamer

The secret art of spreading plague is indeed very powerful, especially when used against large forces, it can deal with an entire city at a time. Although this deep-sea fishman tribe is also called a large tribe, in Feng Willow's opinion, with only 20,000 people, it really has nothing to do with being large.

This secret technique is powerful, and it can be regarded as a mass destruction secret technique, which can deal with an entire city at a time. It is not powerful, but it is not particularly useful either. After all, this secret technique can only be used secretly to attack people, and it is not very useful on the front battlefield.

The effect is too slow. Even ordinary fishmen can only last for two or three days, and Sequencers can last even longer.

However, the most powerful aspect of this secret technique is repeated infection. The more people die, the stronger the epidemic becomes, and the more powerful the plague becomes.

Soon, ordinary murlocs began to die in large numbers. After absorbing the pain, fear, despair, and death energy of these murlocs, the plague became increasingly powerful.

The plague on the Sequencers began to get worse. Sequence Nine fell, and Sequence Eight also fell. Their bodies also began to turn red and then fester. In the end, they died in despair amid endless fear and pain.

At this time, even the fishman shaman had begun to fester on his body. Finally, the team that went out to lure the deep-sea demon whale returned.

"Ah! What on earth happened? We have only been away for a few days, how come the tribe has become like this?" The murloc chieftain shouted angrily as he watched the tribe become lifeless in just a few days.

"Mom! Dad!" Some fishmen saw the situation in the tribe and rushed to their homes frantically, but they only saw corpses that had been rotten and had been dead for a long time.

The murlocs sent out to lure the deep-sea demon whales were all experts in the tribe, and there were more than twenty of them. From the moment they entered the murloc tribe, they had been affected by the redskin plague.

Soon, the weaker low-sequence fishmen began to turn red.

"Where is the Great Shaman? I've only been away for a few days. Why has the tribe become like this?" the murloc chieftain roared angrily.

At this time, the deep-sea fishman tribe was almost extinct. No one could respond to him, only the two fishmen sent by the Great Shaman to find them said tremblingly: "Chief, it is the Red Blood Plague. The Red Blood Plague suddenly broke out in our tribe. No one knows why the Red Blood Plague, which was originally just a minor disease, has become so fierce this time.

At first, only the old and weak in the tribe fell ill, and then the young and strong ones. When the chief shaman realized something was wrong, he sent us out to find you."

Giammarco and the general looked at each other. They had originally hoped to unite with this group of deep-sea fishmen to deal with Von Willow together. But now this situation has happened, this group of fishmen no longer have the intention to deal with Von Willow.

However, the deep-sea demon whale has been lured by them and is heading towards the designated location. As long as Feng Willow's ghost ship continues to sail in the current direction, it will definitely encounter it.

The fishman chieftain swam quickly to the Great Shaman's home, only to see that the powerful Great Shaman had begun to fester all over and was dying.

"What on earth happened? How could the Great Shaman be knocked down by a small red skin disease?" The fishman chieftain looked at the Great Shaman. Although he had some guesses in his mind, when he really saw the miserable condition of the Great Shaman, he still couldn't believe it.

"This time the redskin plague is not ordinary. It is not as simple as a mutation. After my research, this time the redskin plague seems to be mixed with a curse. There must be someone plotting against us behind the scenes." The fishman shaman tried his best to warn the chief.

"What? Are you saying that this outbreak of the Redskin Plague is not a natural phenomenon, but someone is cursing our tribe?" The fishman chief roared angrily.

“The Redskin Plague was originally just a plague that spread among fish. It has a weakened effect on merfolk, and it is even more of a harmless disease to us, the deep-sea merfolk.

But this time the redskin plague in our tribe broke out too quickly and too violently. It is obviously impossible to say that there was no human intervention behind it." The fishman shaman said while enduring the pain.

"But our tribe has no enemies in this sea area. Who is so vicious to use plague to attack our entire tribe?" asked the chief of the mermen puzzledly.

"I think the enemy must have come with those two humans. Maybe they are the ones who are harming us behind the scenes. Our tribe has lived in peace for so long, and this kind of thing happened when these two humans came. I don't believe that this matter has nothing to do with them." The Great Fishman Shaman said with resentment.

He hated the mastermind behind the plague, but now he couldn't find anyone. The pain of his skin rotting made him almost crazy, and his hatred naturally shifted to the two outsiders.

"Could it be Feng Willow?" The chief speculated. The two guys from the Finn Empire came to him just to fight Feng Willow together. Now that the tribe was in trouble, the only enemy he could think of was Feng Willow.

At this time, the chief found that his body was also beginning to turn red, which was a sign of infection with the Redskin Plague. "No, with my strength, I have long been immune to all diseases, how could I be infected with such a low-level plague as the Redskin Plague?"

It was a pity that no one could answer him at this time. When he looked at the great shaman again, the old fishman had already died in pain and despair.

"I'm going to kill them! I'm going to kill these two evildoers." The chief began to panic. The strength of the great shaman was not much weaker than his. Now the great shaman has died under the red plague, and there is no way to save him.

And now he has been infected with this horrible redskin plague, and the fear in the eyes of the great chief is almost crazy.

Just as he rushed out and wanted to cause trouble for the two humans, he saw that the two humans had also turned red all over. It was obvious that they were infected with the redskin plague just like him.

The fishman chief, who had rushed out with great momentum, suddenly calmed down after seeing the appearance of the two people. He understood that even if this plague was really brought by these two humans, these two humans also had a grudge against the person who released the plague. At this time, they should unite against the common enemy.

Both Giammarco and the general had red skin, but they obviously hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter. They just thought it was a plague of the fishmen and had nothing to do with them. They were even upset that they had lost a good helper in dealing with Feng Willow. This deep-sea fishman tribe had become like this, and it was obvious that they would no longer help them deal with Feng Willow. Fortunately, the deep-sea demon whales had been lured to the route that Feng Willow had to take, and the purpose of uniting with the fishmen this time was half achieved.

"Chief, since such an unfortunate thing happened to your tribe, it seems that you will not attack Feng Willow again. We still have a mission to complete, so we will take our leave first. The things that our Finn Empire promised you before will be delivered to you in a while." The general said sincerely.

"I'm afraid you can't leave! You have been infected with the Redskin Plague." The chieftain of the murloc said in a heavy tone.

"What a joke! We are human beings. How could we be infected with the red-skin plague?" The general was obviously very knowledgeable. Even though the red-skin plague, a fish disease, was not well-known among humans, he had heard of it.

"Look at your skin. It has started to turn red and congested. This is a sign of infection with the Redskin Plague. And this time, the plague is not an ordinary plague. It is mixed with a curse and is very difficult to guard against.

My people were all killed by this red plague mixed with curses. Now, we should have a common enemy. If you don't want to die, you'd better join me in finding the enemy in the dark.

Otherwise, with such a being who can control the plague on a large scale watching behind your back, even if you are fine this time, you will have to live in fear every day in the future." The chieftain of the fishmen said in a heavy tone.

"What? How could this happen?" Realizing that something was wrong, Giammarco quickly raised his arm and looked at the skin that was already engorged and starting to turn red, and was immediately horrified.

"We suspect that the enemy followed you to our tribe. The most urgent task now is to find the enemy who is hiding in the dark and spreading the plague to plot against us." The chief of the fishmen said calmly.

"You said that this plague is combined with the curse. Does that mean that the other party is not too far away from the tribe? Because the release of the curse is actually limited by distance." As soon as the general spoke, the eyes of others immediately lit up. This is indeed an idea.

"In this vast ocean, who knows how far the enemy's spellcasting distance is? How long will it take us to find the enemy?
I suggest that we leave as soon as possible. If this plague is really a curse, then we just need to stay away from here and leave some people to watch from behind to see if there is anything following us. We should be able to find our opponent this time." Giammarco said.

Feng Weiluo was watching them from a distance as they were discussing how to deal with him. Through the epidemic gas, he was able to sense the situation within the area covered by the epidemic gas.

After the Murloc tribe was almost completely slaughtered, the plague was now unprecedentedly strong. As long as he could take back the plague this time, his strength would improve by leaps and bounds. And the next time he released the plague, it would be even more powerful.

Feng Willow wanted to spread the plague in the capital of the Snowy Empire. He believed that he would be able to force the iron puppet army that invaded the Anerfa Empire to retreat.

Giammarco, the general, the Murloc chieftain, and two strong Murloc sequencers left the deep sea together. Now, there are only a few people left in the entire deep sea Murloc tribe. Even among the group of Murlocs who just returned, most of them have fallen.

Feng Weiluo didn't rush to catch up. After watching them leave, he came to the Deep Sea Fishman Tribe slowly. In his opinion, there were less than ten people left in the Deep Sea Fishman Tribe, and they were still struggling to survive. However, they were all festering and terminally ill.

In this area, the epidemic was quite active. Feng Weiluo waved his hand, and the black and red aura that was invisible to ordinary creatures quickly gathered in his hands, and finally condensed into a scarlet gem the size of a quail egg.

It doesn't mean that once the plague is taken away, those fishmen who are still struggling to survive will be cured, but they will not be infected again. If someone now uses the secret recovery technique to revive these fishmen, then the red blood plague can be truly cured.

Now, as long as he wanted, he could completely integrate this plague orb into his own magic power, so that his own magic power would be filled with plague and could infect his opponent with the plague.

Feng Weiluo activated his magic power, and the scarlet orb in his hand followed his magic power and entered his dantian. However, Feng Weiluo did not choose to merge this plague orb with his own magic power.

He could feel that this plague orb was filled with pain and death. Although it could increase the power of mana, the negative effects were obviously not small.

Feng Willow was going to refine a magic weapon specifically for containing the plague. From now on, whether he was performing the spreading of plague or other secret techniques, he would not come into contact with the plague himself.

Even though he has been promoted to a plague messenger and can control the epidemic energy, it cannot remain in the body if there is too much of it.

According to the records in the Book of Left-Way, the Plague Messenger has his own special instruments: the Plague Bell, the Plague Banner, and the Plague Umbrella. Each of these instruments has its own merits, but they can all store the plague gas. The more plague gas stored, the more powerful the instrument will be.

The Plague Bell has both offensive and defensive capabilities, and also has the ability to attack the enemy's mind and make the enemy unconscious.

The plague banner can expand the area covered by the plague, greatly increasing the area covered by the plague.

The Plague Umbrella can be used to arrange a large plague formation, covering the sky and the sun, and also has the ability to shield one's own Qi.

It can be said that these three magic weapons have their own merits. It's just that the materials are hard to find. Feng Weiluo plans to go back and ask the Seven Seas Chamber of Commerce to see what materials they have. Which magic weapon has ready-made materials, he will refine that magic weapon first.

After gathering the plague, Feng Willow slowly chased in the direction of Giammarco and the others. These people were infected by his plague. As long as they were not too far away, he could still sense their approximate direction.

Since these two dared to cause trouble for him, he had to be prepared to leave his life behind. As for the other deep-sea fishmen, they were just extras. If they were not with these two, he would not bother to chase them. If they were with them, he could just deal with them together. It was not a big trouble. (End of this chapter)