The lord is red again

A few people rushed out and saw four or five abyssalized undead people fighting hand to hand with the greenskins. The greenskins were indeed a new race. They pulled the iron rod and hit the abyssalized undead people hard.

Completely crushed.

Stang couldn't help shouting: "That's the abyss!"

abyss!

All the greenskins trembled and subconsciously stepped back.

"Don't worry if you come into contact with the abyss," Stang shouted: "We once fought on the front line of the Great Rift. As a logistics force, we have the resistance medicine to eliminate the curse of the abyss!"

He said and took out a small medicine bottle from his body: "But there is not much medicine. Only those who have been in contact with the abyss are allowed to use it. Others should stay away."

After hearing that there was medicine, the greenskins who had been exposed to the abyssal undead before were relieved, and then excitedly pounced on the undead, tearing them to pieces with violence.

The greenskins faced the abyssal undead and launched an easy massacre. The exploded corpses turned into ashes, leaving only pus dripping all over the ground.

The green-skinned leader turned to look at Stang.

Stang threw him a pill and explained: "On the abyss front, we are divided into three troops."

"The Disaster Executioners who fight on the front line, but everyone generally calls them Lord Iris, are responsible for fighting against the monsters of the abyss."

"Then comes the gardener, and the irises polluted by the abyss need to be treated by the gardener."

"There is another thing called fertilizer." Stang pointed to himself and grinned: "The logistics of transporting supplies, the instructors who teach and train, the blacksmiths who provide weapon repairs, and the pharmacists who make resistance medicine. We used to be responsible for transportation in logistics. Supplies and resistance medicine are very precious. If you have seen the method used by those guys wearing iron bridles to make these things... tsk tsk, each one can make us live longer. "

"What do you mean?" The green-skinned leader looked at the resistance pills in his palm: "Not enough."

"Here's something to eat for you," said Stang: "When you kill them, you will also be eroded by the abyss. The resistance medicine can prevent you from this."

"As you just said, you have medicine!" The green-skinned leader's eyes widened.

"Yes, I told you, isn't this for you?" Stang pointed: "This is just a resistance medicine, not a cure. The curse of the abyss cannot be cured."

Sheruba, who had been silent until now, also spoke: "Let's do it, it's too late."

People who are directly cursed by the abyss have no chance of surviving, but taking resistance medicine in advance can slow down the speed of being cursed by the abyss.

The greenskins who have just been infected and have not had time to abyssalize themselves will not be too polluting.

Taking medicine before doing anything can ensure absolute safety.

"Roar!" the green-skinned leader roared, but the fear of the abyss still made him choose to follow the two people's advice.

After swallowing the resistance medicine, he pounced on the group of greenskins who had been in direct contact with the abyssal monsters.

Punch them in the chest with both fists, one after another.

In the blink of an eye, only a pile of green-skinned corpses were left.

The green-skinned leader's chest heaved violently, the sticky green blood on his fists, and the look he looked at Stang and Sharuba with hatred.

But he also knew that this was the best way to handle it.

If Stang hadn't used the method just now to deceive those greenskins into taking action first, maybe the entire abandoned port would have fallen by now.

"The bodies must be disposed of as soon as possible," Sharuba said. "We need flames."

"Are the abyss afraid of flames?" the green-skinned leader adjusted his emotions.

"No" Sharuba shook his head: "The abyss is not afraid of anything, but the abyss cannot dictate what reaches the end. It happens that the flame can make everything disappear and turn into ashes, and ashes are the end of everything."

…

The disaster and plague did not stop its pace and spread to all directions with Persimmon Town as its origin.

Some chose to head south.

A crescent-shaped mountain blocked the view. The abyssal monsters continued to move forward and unknowingly entered a huge cemetery.

A vast destination, dense tombs, scattered tombstones, when the broken moonlight fell, swaying skeletons of the undead climbed up.

Abyss monsters and undead collide with each other.

The dark pus was splashed, but the undead who were showered by the pus showed no reaction. Even after being dismantled, they would stand up again with bursts of chanting coming from unknown places.

The abyssal monster that completely destroyed a small town was silently blocked in the cemetery, unable to move even one step forward.

…

There are also undead people who choose to shuttle back to Star Dragon Post through the underground cave waterway under the foothills of Red Dragon Mountain.

There is never a shortage of undead people wanting to watch the fun.

Fun is the reason.

However, since they left the west of the Red Dragon Mountains, the undead have not come back for a long time. When they passed through the cave, they found that they were greeted by small military buildings rising from the ground.

Rows of repeating crossbows from the undead designs were glowing coldly.

As Linde's resource rear area, the west of the foothills of Honglong Mountain invested the most resources. Traps, crossbows, etc. were all made day and night by an industrialized town of nearly 2,000 people.

Linde also had his own considerations in moving the undead from Star Dragon Post. He must minimize the contact between the undead and NPCs. Who knows when these people will go crazy.

It can be said that as long as the enemy cannot fly, even if Serin rides over on the earth dragon again, these weapons will be enough to grind it to death.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an iron wall.

"Ahem——"

The undead who had just had time to cough twice were immediately covered by the rain of arrows.

The earth shook under the continuous shooting, as if the ground was washed by heavy rain, and it was pitch black.

There were no human figures, only piles of ashes, which disappeared without a trace after the wind blew.

…

At the crossroads of faith, there were also undead infected with the plague trying to infect the disaster warhorse. Since I can't get the warhorse, you don't have to play.

But they didn't expect that they were greeted by the strongest horse-catching team in Lind's hands. They were all great knights. The team that had received Lind's message a long time ago completely crushed the abyssal undead and killed their evil taste.

Two undead chose to flee in panic, and they hadn't spread the plague yet.

The consciousness connection was broken, and they completely lost control.

However, the undead whose bodies were controlled by the abyss did not stop. They went all the way north from the crossroads of faith and accidentally arrived at a mine where work was in full swing.

Rush in, and then... the abyssal infection began.

When the knights of the horse-catching team came after them, they looked at the Star Mine in chaos and swallowed their saliva: "It's bad!"

"What should we do?"

"Block it! We must not let the things inside come out. The adults said that the abyssal monsters will become weaker and weaker and will eventually die. As long as we hold on."

Blowing up the entrance of the mine is the best option.

It is not difficult for a group of knights to collapse the mine together. As for the problem of ore resources, we can only wait until the disaster in front of us is over.

...

The screaming volcano monster bird flapped its bald flesh wings like an arrow and landed in front of Lind.

After landing, it was more than half a person tall when its neck was raised.

Lind threw a piece of the Heart of Disaster at random. The volcano monster bird screamed and raised its head to catch the Heart of Disaster. Its head shook upwards, its beak opened, and the fragments of the Heart of Disaster entered its stomach. Its breath also increased slightly.

At present, the undead have few means of air defense. The volcano monster bird can still take on the task of delivering letters in an emergency, but it will not be able to do so when they become stronger in the future.

The letter came from the Crossroads of Faith. Lind had received a letter from Prey Town long before that.

"This group of undead people" Lind frowned.

Most undead people don't like to make trouble, but just 20 or 30 people acted on their own and let the plague spread rapidly. Now even Lind can only ensure that the plague in his territory is eliminated, but he is not sure that other places are safe.

There are always many people who have fun. After all, it's a game, why raise your moral quality so high?

It's just a game.

Who can resist killing when playing GTA? The game experience without a 4-star wanted list is incomplete.

Lind looked at the undead people who were restricted from acting on their own after resurrection. They were discussing excitedly and communicating enthusiastically with other players on the official website.

The route taken by the undead affected by the abyss is not difficult to check. Some people even began to organize pictures and texts to mark the undead's routes.

Many people died, affecting many towns, but the undead didn't feel real, they just thought it was exciting and fun.

In the end, Lind could only conclude that the spread of the plague had been controlled. He had no other means. Besides, this plague incident that went beyond the "plot" was also related to him.

But he couldn't stop. Even if he knew that the plague was going to break out, he had to take action against Lord Leon.