The lord is red again

The joy of defeating the dungeon BOSS has not yet erupted, and the subsequent infectious plague has frightened the undead.

"I seem to be forced to hang up, and I have been forced to disconnect."

The body of the undead who spoke began to twist, and his tongue gradually became clumsy. When he finally spoke, saliva followed the clumsy tongue and squeezed out with the sound. Before his consciousness was completely disconnected, he shouted: "It will be, transmitted... run!"

The outbreak of this disaster plague seemed to be planned for a long time. The undead even wondered if Lord Leon had not walked out of the hall before he went completely crazy, and whether he was also on guard against infection.

"Ugh!" An undead began to vomit, and his body followed his physiological instincts. Even if he wanted to run, he couldn't do it, and could only stay where he was.

He saw a progress bar of plague infection appear in front of him, and watched the progress bar fill up quickly, but his body couldn't move.

A victory suddenly turned into a disaster scene. Some people noticed something was wrong and ran out quickly, and others had already started shouting, never get close to Lord Leon.

"There is a plague!"

The news spread very quickly.

The undead who are infected will be forced to take over the control of the character, and their bodies will be twisted and mutated. The only thing to be thankful for is that they will enter a state of continuous blood loss. If left alone, they will soon die.

But most of the undead are running away, madly fleeing from the source of infection, and their directions are all the same-the old territory lookout!

...

The sudden outbreak of the disaster plague caught everyone off guard.

It is not difficult for the undead to defeat Leon. Linde has great confidence in the undead, and it even took him longer to defeat Leon than he expected.

As long as there is a blood bar, no matter how strong it is, there will always be someone who can kill it in a very short time.

But they are just ordinary people in the final analysis. Since they are ordinary people, they will panic, run away, make trouble, and even... watch the fun.

Although the two sides are temporarily in a honeymoon period, it does not prevent Linde from speculating with the worst attitude.

Linde quickly organized a defense line. The open plain area is easy to attack but difficult to defend.

All the NPCs who were not capable of fighting were withdrawn to the Holy Water Town. The Holy Water Town, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack, was indeed more suitable for holding on, but there was a problem. There was no time.

He had to organize a defense line in the front and then let the people in the back retreat.

At the same time, he also asked the volcanic bird to go to the crossroads of faith, the exit of the underground cave west of the foothills of the Red Dragon Mountain, and other places to tell the soldiers to be prepared to prevent the abyssal plague from passing by.

"Don't let anyone get close!" Lind commanded loudly. He didn't know whether he should be glad that a large number of forces were withdrawn from the Green Land to catch the disaster warhorse. Most of the people left in the local area were the soldiers of the Leon Legion who had surrendered.

They were still confused for the time being and didn't know what happened.

A swaying figure appeared.

The colorful hair also explained the identity of the person who came.

"What's wrong?" Miko walked to Lind's side, holding a small knife in her hand. The blade flashed with moonlight, which also represented her determination to stand side by side at this moment.

Although Miss Brittany didn't speak, she carried a string of spice bottles with small holes on her shoulders.

"It's a plague from the abyss," Lind said, "so I don't like those bastards who speak vaguely."

The irises eroded by the disaster need gardeners, and the flower thieves, the undead, came uninvited, so they got into trouble.

If Leon had explained it earlier, Lind would definitely find a way, at least he would have prepared in advance, such as preparing a big pit to kill the undead before they were infected by the plague.

But he also knew that Leon didn't need to tell him.

The other party hated the old nobles to the bone.

People affected by the abyss, how much malice is not too much.

"Abyss?" The voices of the two people were amplified at the same time.

Disaster and abyss disaster are different.

Anything with the prefix "abyss" can be classified as a huge trouble that cannot be avoided. Physical mutation is the least worth mentioning. The corruption of the soul and mind, turning into another thing that can think independently is the terrible thing of the abyss.

And when the abyss is combined with the plague...it indicates that a disaster is coming!

The staggering undead has fallen to the ground, and the curse from the abyss has hollowed out his body.

If it didn't turn into ashes, it means it's not dead.

Lind refused to let anyone get close.

"Lance!"

"Yes!"

Lance, the best archer in the Land Kingdom, could hit a very small target at a long distance.

Lance, who had been prepared for a long time, gently plucked the bowstring with his fingers, and the arc that cut through the sky drew a famous arc with ice crystal frost wind and accurately pierced the head of the undead who fell to the ground.

He fell from the sky and accurately nailed his head to the ground.

Headshot, but not dead.

"The head is no longer his weakness" Lind saw it more clearly.

"Back off!" He burst out.

Now the defending soldiers are at least more than a hundred steps away from the undead, but it is still not a safe distance.

The undead got up, and his head was nailed to the ground by the arrow, which made him use a lot of strength when he got up. His head broke free from the arrow like a skewer, with a dark liquid.

His figure staggered forward, as if the instinct to pursue life made the other party run towards this side with uncoordinated limbs.

Lance shot another arrow. This time, everyone saw it clearly. The arrow pierced the undead man's throat accurately, leaving a bloody hole from front to back.

The frost on the arrow froze the wound, and no blood dripped.

Exclamations came from the mouths of the NPC soldiers.

They had never seen such a scene before. The body of the undead was twisted, covered with fatal wounds, and a pair of eyeballs were spinning wildly in their eye sockets uncontrollably.

The fear of the abyss disaster made them subconsciously step back.

The change was not over yet. His body swelled uncontrollably, his armor fell off piece by piece, his face was ashen like a dead person, and then it was swollen as if he had been soaked in water for a long time. The lumps on his cheeks twisted like leeches under the skin.

The staggering steps became faster and faster.

The abyssal undead ran forward, but made a posture of falling forward headfirst. He might fall at any time but would not fall.

The distance between the two sides was shortened so quickly.

The head with a fat tongue was his rudder.

"Ah——!" His roar was long, dragging a long sound that made people uncomfortable.

A soldier subconsciously fell to the ground. He was just an ordinary captured city guard and one of the first to surrender.

The two sides were still forty or fifty steps apart, but he seemed to be able to smell the stench of decay and the malice of the corrupted soul from the undead.

The continuous frost arrows pierced the undead, completely detonating the subcutaneous lumps on his body, and black pus splashed.

The flying arrows awakened the terrified soldiers, and they quickly set up their crossbows and shot.

The staggering disaster undead was still struggling to move forward. The body in front had completely turned into a hedgehog, and the body full of wounds was shaking more severely. Behind it, a trail formed entirely of pus dripped out.

"Bang!"

The abyssal undead body finally exploded and turned into ashes.