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Chapter 263

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In the camp, Arantir sighed helplessly after hearing Solmyr's roar.

What should come would always come. From the beginning of the riot last night, he had expected this situation, but there was nothing he could do about it. Although necromancers believed in the dark side of Asha, and such orthodox deity beliefs should be classified as righteous and accepted by the world, the truth was not so. The conflict between the dead and the living would not change because of the problem of faith.

Just like this time, even with Arantir's reputation, it was still difficult to resist the discrimination and hostility in the hearts of the world.

"If I want to promote the glory of Asha, I still have a long way to go …" Arantir sighed as he got up and walked toward the entrance of the camp. In order to express his intentions, he did not even bring any guards and welcomed the covetous army of Bracada.

Seeing Arantir appear, the nagas narrowed their vertical pupils and hissed angrily. As long as Astral gave the order, they would rush forward and swing their sabers to cut Arantir into several pieces. The djinns also opened their arms, and the light of magic glowed between their palms. Countless lightning bolts appeared on the titans' bodies, and a storm began to brew at their fingertips.

However, Arantir ignored this scene. He walked to the entrance of the camp with his staff, looked at Astral, and said in a deep voice, "I understand your anger, but what I want to say is, please think calmly and don't fall for the demons' tricks!"

Solmyr was as manic as the lightning magic he practiced. Without waiting for Astral to answer, he rushed to say, "Damn it! Now that things have come to this, you still want to push the blame onto the demons?! Put away your ridiculous lie, wizard. Everyone in Ashan knows that although those demons who steal souls are evil, they're publicly recognized as experts at playing with fire. How come in your mouth, demons can command the undead?! "

Solmyr's words made Astral, Gelu, and the others look at Arantir with flickering eyes.

Indeed, no matter what, everyone understood that demons had always despised the undead because the undead would not let them plunder any souls. In the impression of the world, demons often appeared with flames and destruction, and they had never heard of demons creating undead.

The zombies that ravaged the fortress last night were undead creatures no matter how they looked at it. In the entire fortress, only Arantir was a necromancer who controlled the power of death, so he was naturally the most suspicious target.

"Everyone, if the commotion last night was really caused by me, then why am I still here, waiting for you to arrive?" In the face of doubts, Arantir remained calm. He said unhurriedly, "To put it bluntly, the success rate of me seizing the fortress was very high in that huge chaos, but I stayed in the barracks obediently and did not even take a step out of the barracks. Isn't that enough to explain the problem?"

"Hmph, maybe you have other plans and are trying to use this posture to paralyze us?" a Bracada wizard hero snorted coldly.

Arantir looked at him and shook his head. "I know that you Bracadans are very hostile to necromancers, but please don't insult our wisdom with such illogical guesses. Knowledge is power. Just because you haven't seen something doesn't mean it doesn't exist!"

With that, he ignored the wizard hero and continued to say to Astral, "I don't know what the situation was like when that demon appeared in Ulambus, but when I met him in the Desert of Death, not only did he have a fallen angel and an enormous hellhound by his side, but he also had a lich who obeyed him!"

"Lich?" Astral frowned.

"Yes!" Arantir nodded with certainty. "Perhaps it's through something like a demon contract. That lich is indeed used by the demon, and it looks quite powerful. At least when I met them, that lich controlled thousands of undead troops. Moreover, after the battle, I couldn't defeat that demon and could only retreat. The high-level undead troops under my command should have fallen under the control of that lich after I retreated in defeat."

"Even so, it's impossible for a lich to cause this situation, right?" Gelu frowned. "If those zombies are controlled by the lich, then it should at least be very close to the fortress. Under such circumstances, our patrol troops can easily discover it!"

"Also!" Astral added. "According to my understanding of the undead, even if it's a real lich, it's impossible for it to create a plague. But the chaos last night was caused by a plague. How do you explain this?"

Arantir slowly shook his head. "I can't explain it because I don't know much about that demon. Although my intuition tells me that the demon had long caused this disaster, I don't know how he did it …"

Arantir's answer caused an uproar among the wizard heroes. How could they be satisfied with such an answer?

"You're still quibbling! Your Excellency Astral, Your Excellency Solmyr, I think he's the one who did it! " A mage hero said indignantly, "Aren't you underestimating us too much by pushing everything onto a demon that you haven't even seen yet and saying such words?"

Astral and Gelu were also dissatisfied with Arantir's statement. Astral said with a sullen expression, "Your Excellency Arantir, this plague and riot have caused Dendera Fortress to suffer heavy losses. If you can't give a clear explanation, we won't be able to explain. Now, we can only temporarily detain you and your undead troops. I hope you won't do anything that will cause a bigger misunderstanding …"

With that, Astral gestured to the troops and prepared to take down Arantir.

But at this moment, Arantir shook his head. "Please wait! I have a suggestion! "

"What suggestion?" Astral asked after temporarily stopping the troops.

"I know you can't believe me, a necromancer!" Arantir looked at everyone. "But if there's a conflict between the two of us, we might really fall into the demon's trap. So I think we can adopt a compromise. I'll take my undead troops and leave the fortress to set up defenses outside. If the demons appear, I'll take the lead to fight them. At that time, all the questions will be solved. What do you think?"

Astral and the wizard heroes looked at each other in surprise. Arantir's suggestion was a little beyond their expectations.

Gelu suddenly said, "How do you want us to believe that you're not taking the opportunity to escape?"

"I swear in the name of Asha!" Arantir said solemnly. "If I, Arantir, take the opportunity to escape, then let thousands of undead devour me to death!"

Arantir was going all out at this moment. He understood that if he continued to stay in this fortress, he would only become a bigger and bigger scapegoat, so he might as well bring his troops outside the fortress walls. His goal was to eliminate the demon. As long as the other party appeared, he did not believe that Astral, Gelu, and the others would remain indifferent.

Seeing Arantir swear in the name of Asha, Astral, Gelu, and the others could only choose to believe him. In fact, they wished that these undead would not wander in their sight. Although the zombies in the fortress had been suppressed, the source of the plague had yet to be resolved, and they still needed to search the entire fortress. If Arantir continued to stay in the city, they would have to divert their attention to guard against him. Since he planned to bring his troops out of the city to station, they would let him go …

Soon, everyone reached an agreement. Arantir and his undead troops withdrew from the fortress under the supervision of the troops of Bracada and the elves.

Arantir did not go back on his word. After leaving the city, he stationed himself outside the fortress as the first line of defense against the demon's attack.

But looking back at the chaotic scene in the fortress, Arantir sighed again. He thought that by joining forces with the kingdom of Bracada and the elves, he might be able to kill that powerful demon here in one fell swoop. But he did not expect that before the demon appeared, the alliance army would suspect each other and lose a considerable number of troops. Now that Arantir had been pushed out, no one knew what tricks that demon would have next …

Astral and the others thought that as long as they could find the source of the plague, they might be able to eliminate this raging plague. But unfortunately, when they really investigated the source, they were horrified to find that the fortress might be hopeless!

Because the source of the plague was actually the water source in the fortress!

All the wells in Dendera Fortress actually came from the same underground water vein. In other words, almost all the wells were connected at the deepest part!

Although the Demon Eye had only dropped Roy's demon blood in a well last night, when the demon blood containing the T-Virus mixed and diluted into the well, the infection quickly spread, causing the entire underground water vein to be polluted! All the wells in the fortress eventually became the same source of pollution.

Under such circumstances, getting rid of the source was almost an impossible task …

This was the terror of the T-Virus. Its super transmission ability was dangerous and difficult to control. In addition to the source, when the first infected appeared, the virus had already begun to multiply. If not for the fact that the people of this world were relatively powerful, and creatures such as titans and green dragons would not be corroded by the virus, Roy might have just thrown out a little bit of demon blood to cause a global extinction event like Resident Evil …

Now, although not all the people in Dendera Fortress had turned into zombies, they could not use the water source, which meant that they had to give up this place. Moreover, they had to close the spatial portal so that the infected would accidentally teleport through the spatial portal to Aglan Fortress and bring the plague there.

Once the spatial portal was closed, it meant that the fortress would no longer be able to receive support from Aglan at any time … This was simply a case of misfortune …

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