That night, Dendera Fortress could not sleep again.
The appearance of the mutants made everyone have the possibility of being attacked, which made people have no choice but to be vigilant of their situation. But after not resting or sleeping for two days and two nights in a row, even the heroes could not take it anymore.
However, the attacks of the mutants did not stop because of the arrival of the day. Unlike ordinary undead, the zombies mutated by the T-Virus were not afraid of the sun at all. This caused the troops in the fortress to have to put out fires everywhere even at dawn to eliminate the zombies that had stood up again.
Under the exhaustion of people and horses, the morale of the entire Dendera Fortress could be said to be extremely low. Moreover, as the number of mutants increased, the small number of patrols could no longer cope with them. Under these circumstances, the troops of Bracada had no choice but to shrink their defenses and give up some of the outer parts of the fortress.
These outer blocks had become complete dead cities, and the remaining zombies were wreaking havoc in these areas …
Fortunately, at noon, the light of the spatial teleportation formation lit up again. The reinforcements of Aglan Fortress had finally arrived!
The one leading the team was Archbishop Alaric, who had originally stayed in Aglan Fortress. Because the messenger he sent had asked the priests to come and help, Alaric could only make a trip. But after learning that there was a necromancer like Arantir in Dendera Fortress, Alaric was very reluctant. He had come under the orders of the fake Queen Isabel. Firstly, it was to eliminate the demon, and secondly, he wanted to see what was going on with the fallen angel with the demon. Out of fanaticism, he felt that it was blasphemy for the people of Bracada to choose to cooperate with necromancers.
Therefore, even though the messenger had repeatedly urged him, he still used the excuse of gathering troops to delay coming until now.
Among the troops that Alaric brought, in addition to a group of more than five hundred priests, there was also a group of twenty angels. Therefore, when Astral and the others came to welcome him, although they were dissatisfied with Alaric stalling for time, for the sake of this army, they still suppressed the anger in their hearts and greeted Alaric with a smile.
After all, the priests of Erathia all practiced light magic, and they had unique abilities against all kinds of dark curses and plagues. Astral and the others could not do anything about the evil plague that broke out in the fortress, so they could only rely on these priests.
Although he was surprised by the miserable state of Dendera Fortress, Archbishop Alaric quickly realized his importance. Now, both the Bracadans and the elves needed to rely on them. This made Alaric become arrogant and bossy. During the conversation, he kept ridiculing the Bracadans, and even the elven rangers brought by Gelu were not spared.
Astral and the others had long heard of this fellow's bad temper. He had been very annoying in Erathia. Now that they had seen it with their own eyes, they wished they could sew this fellow's mouth up!
But they could only endure it …
"Alright!" Finally, after being satisfied verbally and mentally, Alaric waved his hand. "Bring the infected you caught up first. I'm very busy. Hurry up and settle this. After that, I still have to find trouble with that demon!"
Astral and the others were expressionless and too lazy to speak. They nodded and got someone to bring the zombies they caught.
A row of prison carriages slowly drove into the square, and in the cages were more than ten imprisoned zombies. They were infected people who had been caught with great difficulty. Most of them were gremlins and mage apprentices, and there were also some infected nagas and mages. When the prison carriages drove into the square, these zombies smelled the aura of living people and desperately gathered between the gaps of the cages. They used their mouths dripping with saliva to bite at the crowd, but they could not squeeze out, so they became even more manic.
Not to mention Astral and the others, even Alaric was shocked by the appearance of these zombies. At first glance, he thought that they were ghouls, but then he found that they were different.
"Didn't they say that there were mutants?" Alaric asked in puzzlement. "Are there no mutant specimens?"
"No, we weren't able to catch them alive!" Astral shook his head. "The terrain in the fortress is too complicated. The jumping ability of those mutants has a great advantage in this terrain. Even if we set a trap, they will see through it … But don't worry. This is only temporary. After figuring out their patterns of action, we'll be able to catch them soon. Now, you should try to see if you can deal with these ordinary ones first."
Alaric did not waste any more time. He gestured to the priests under him, and a row of priests walked forward and approached the prison wagons.
These priests began to wave the cross necklaces in their hands and chant prayers. Soon, several rays of light descended from the sky and splashed on the zombies in the prison carriages. The scene looked magnificent.
"I'm using Purification Magic now!" Alaric explained proudly. "If these guys became like this because they were cursed by an evil spell, then they will be immediately dispelled."
Astral could not help but roll his eyes. He felt that Alaric was simply doing useless work. They had basically confirmed that this was a plague, but this guy was still using magic to dispel curses … But it did not matter. Anyway, these priests had a lot of magic power. It was good to let them try one by one to see if there was any way to dispel it.
After using the Cleansing spell, nothing happened. The zombies in the cage were still gnashing their teeth, and they were not affected at all.
Alaric frowned. He looked at Astral's faint smile and said angrily, "Use the disease to get rid of it!"
Thus, the priests obeyed and splashed the light down again.
However, the result of the matter once again made everyone's jaws drop. The Disease Dispelling Magic still had no effect on the zombies!
When Alaric saw this, he immediately felt that something was wrong. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he roared, "How can this be?! Increase your magic power and try again! "
However, the result did not change at all because of his roar. Alaric could not keep his face, so he simply did it himself!
It had to be said that as an archbishop, Alaric's magic was indeed much more powerful than those ordinary priests and priests. The same Disease Dispel spell had different effects in his hands. Under the strong holy light, anyone could feel the surging power in it.
However, what he did not expect was that the zombie that was shrouded in his magic suddenly let out a hysterical scream. The flesh and blood all over its body collapsed and fell off its body. Even its bones were the same. In the end, under the light of magic, it turned into a pile of disgusting rotten meat!
"W-what's going on?!" Alaric stared dumbfoundedly at the result he had caused. He could feel that the Disease Dispel spell had taken effect on the zombie, but the healing effect he had hoped for did not happen. Instead, it caused the zombie to die completely.
Alaric did not know that this was actually the complete collapse of the zombie's genes!
In fact, the spell 'Disease Elimination' was mainly used to treat diseases caused by external pathogenic factors. It would expel the invading pathogenic factors out of the human body, thereby achieving the effect of recovery. Such a divine spell was indeed very useful for many normal diseases.
Logically speaking, zombies were also a disease caused by the invasion and infection of the T-Virus. But the problem was that the T-Virus was completely different from other viruses. It would combine with the genes in the body of a living being, causing mutations and recombination of genes. When a living being could not adapt to this sudden change, they would often become terrifying monsters. This was the cause of zombies. And because the virus had actually completely combined with the genetic factors of the living being, when the Disease Dispel wanted to expel the invading virus, it would inevitably cause the zombie's genes to completely collapse!
This was scientific research. Mysterious magic might not necessarily be able to deeply and meticulously affect the microscopic world. Alaric's magic was powerful, but he did not understand the true cause of this disease. This was only the result of brute force.
Therefore, in terms of how to cure the infected, the priests' divine spells might not be of much use. Perhaps it would be more reliable if they went to the prophets of the Blind Brothers and used the herbs concocted by the prophets …
Even Astral and the others were shocked by this result. Their original intention was to use the priests' divine spells to treat these former colleagues. But if this divine spell could only kill these infected, then what was the use of priests?! It was better for them to do it themselves.
All the heroes had gloomy expressions and did not speak. Even without looking back, Alaric could sense this. He thought about it, gritted his teeth, and simply made way for the angels to try!
However, an angel wearing a hood and a pure white battle robe floating in the air faced Alaric's gaze and slowly shook his head. "The souls of these monsters have long passed away. We can't even resurrect them, let alone save them …"
"Damn it! Damn it! Why is this happening?! "Alaric could not help but lose his temper." Isn't holy light omnipotent?! Why is there nothing we can do about this plague?! "
Seeing Alaric lose his composure, Astral, Gelu, and the others mocked and did not say anything. But the angel seemed to have sensed something. He suddenly raised his wings, soared into the sky, and stabbed the angelic sword in his hand into the air!
Whoosh! With a slight sound, the angelic sword stabbed an object and slowly appeared in the air.
It was … a Demon Eye!
Although the Demon Eye that Roy created came from the system, it inevitably carried a slight demon aura because he often used it. Astral and the others could not sense this subtle demon aura, but for the natural enemies of demons, angels, they were extremely sensitive to even the slightest demon aura. Therefore, the angel discovered this invisible Demon Eye …
The angel slowly landed. Looking at the thing on his sword that clearly looked like a demon creation, the expressions of Astral and the others immediately turned solemn.
"It seems like Arantir wasn't wrong. All of this is indeed a demon's plot. He's even secretly observing us and has a panoramic view of the situation in the fortress …"
"Then what should we do now?" Solmyr asked.
Astral pondered for a long time before finally gritting his teeth and making a decision. "We'll give up the fortress! That demon doesn't appear because he's afraid of our fortress. Now, we can only give up the fortress and let him see hope. Only then will he come out and fight us … Perhaps only by eliminating him can we stop this plague! "
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