Chapter 153: The Green Man in the Abandoned Port

"Huh" everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment they were extremely grateful that the undead would turn into ashes after death.

"Miss Brittany, I think your magic spices can do something? Go and cover those things' eyes."

"I can try," Miss Brittany said uncertainly.

No matter which country you are from, the abyss is always present in the stories and legends of childhood. For example, when you are disobedient as a child, adults will always tell you all kinds of scary stories about the abyss, the dead, etc. But it was the first time for everyone present to see the abyss with their own eyes.

Ordinary disasters are just the product of magical mutations, but monsters from the abyss are naturally terrifying.

I remember someone said before that disaster actually came from the abyss. At this moment, everyone present wanted to say that this was not the case at all.

Bottles of spices were thrown onto the open space in front, and immediately emitted spice smoke after landing, interweaving with each other in the air, and piece by piece they were assembled to form the outline of something larger.

Idealistic magic has a characteristic that it is easy to identify enemies and friends. Lind can clearly see high walls rising from the ground.

Looking at the figures walking out of the spices, most of the images were very blurry and it was clear at a glance that they were not living people.

With Miss Brittany's strength as an ordinary wizard, it was obviously difficult to create a large illusion. During this period, she drank several bottles of potions in succession and finally managed to complete the construction of the illusion.

More undead people came. They looked healthy and there were dozens of them.

"My Lord? They look normal."

"Don't let any of them in." Linde would not tolerate any mistakes.

The undead were trapped in an illusion and wandered in front of the illusory city walls.

Soon, an undead man bent over and began to vomit. The familiar scene made the soldiers, who had originally breathed a sigh of relief, raise their bows and crossbows.

At the same time, he was also glad that he had followed Lind and made the correct response. If he had really let these undead people in just now, he would probably have fallen by now.

"Don't do it," Brittany warned, "The illusion won't hold up."

The undead who was bending over and vomiting attracted the attention of other undead, and they began to mutate, one after another.

Lind and others watched with their own eyes as a group of undead were transformed and distorted by the plague.

"Keep retreating!" He still couldn't guarantee that a distance of a hundred steps was safe enough. The condition for the spread of the disaster plague seemed to be the range, but there might be other factors.

The undead of disaster were killing each other, and then one by one they turned into exploding ashes.

However, this piece of land is not just the old territory lookout tower, and the undead infected by the plague did not all run back. They were like exploding sparks, bouncing in all directions.

To the northeast of Leon, in the direction of Persimmon Town, a few undead people ran back.

They did not choose to join the Star Dragon Outpost, so the only place they could return to was Persimmon Town. However, after rushing back to the Novice Village, an undead man suddenly bent over and began to vomit, causing the situation to develop in a disastrous direction.

Persimmon Town, who was not prepared in advance, came into contact with the undead who seemed to be in poor condition naked.

The ignorant chief of the Novice Village didn't even know what was going on.

In their eyes, the undead followed the big man from Leon's territory and left, so they must have come back for something important. The spread of information is sometimes very fast, but sometimes surprisingly slow.

In a very short time, the entire Shizi Town fell.

Whether it was the undead or the NPC, after being infected, they did not choose to stay where they were, but ran around.

The abyssal monsters in Persimmon Town had two directions: one was to climb up to the upstream high ground through the lizardman pit that had long been slaughtered, and the other was to go south.

The uncontrolled town of Shizizi has become a source of development. The northernmost part.

Abandoned port.

'One-Eye' Stang and 'Triangle-Eye' Xialuba have successfully joined the greenskins with their team.

This group of strong new race is more suitable for the title of "new nobles" than Lord Leon, as they are naturally strong.

"Whoever wants to go back to the Big Rift can go." Stang was holding a huge wine glass, which was hollowed out and ground from the bones of some giant beast. The rough style made Stang want to curl his lips.

Nobles, or barbarians?
It seems that the brains of these greenskins have become simpler as they mutated.

Forget it, they just want to find a place to settle down, and it would be best if they could seize power from these brainless greenskins.

Being strong and healthy is a force that should not be underestimated.

Stang turned his head, looked at Xialuba, smiled, and raised his glass high.

Everything is unspoken.

They didn't lie, they really didn't want to go back to the Great Rift. They had had enough of that kind of life before it fell, and they were not yet a frontline combat unit.

What's more, now.

They have better plans, head to the Big Tundra!
The cold is not suitable for the survival of living things, and without living things, disasters will certainly not exist. The most important thing is that there has never been any news of new abyss rifts appearing in cold areas.

If they took the land route, they would have to go back to the city of Leon first, and then head southeast to the town of Kazan. No one wanted to get close to that madman.

Even if the madman had not stopped them, they would still have to go south to the Snake Catcher's Fortress, return to Goliath after a long journey of dozens of days or perhaps even longer, then go through Goliath to bypass the frozen mountains to the east side of the Kingdom of Land, continue north and finally reach their destination.

The Rand Kingdom was not a very big country, but it required them to go around in a big circle, which took several months or even half a year.

But if they took the water route, it wouldn't take much time to go around the frozen mountains by boat, and they could easily get from the northern end of the west side of the Land Kingdom to the northern end of the east side.

Suddenly there was a noisy sound outside.

"What's wrong?" The one who spoke was the greenskin leader, whose strength was only at the top.

The sound of his voice made Stang, who was sitting next to him, feel his ears buzzing.

As a "new race", the greenskins are very strong physically, but they don't seem to be able to use other powers. However, their ferocious fighting ability makes ordinary people no match for them. The fact that Stang and Shaluba, outsiders, can sit here obediently perfectly illustrates who is stronger and who is weaker.

"There are some monsters" The one that rushed in was a little green-skinned guy who looked a bit silly.

No one dared to look down on the little greenskins. Who would dare to believe that the "new race" was stronger than ordinary people right after birth and had the power of a great knight when they were just over ten years old?

The doomsday has just come, and the new mutant races have not appeared for long. The greenskins in the abandoned port seem to have their own special ability to transform their race.

Who wouldn't be interested in this ability?

"He's covered in blood, black blood, and pus!" The little green-skinned boy gestured clumsily. His movements were faster than his words, and he was waving his hands.

"abyss!"

Stang and Xialuba looked at each other and realized that the situation was serious.

But with Lord Leon around, how could the abyss possibly...?!

(End of this chapter)