Up the Kingdom of Gaul, the city of Thrace.
The progress of the coalition forces exceeded everyone's imagination. Catherine did not expect that in just 72 hours, she could already see the walls of Thrace City, and the coalition forces along the way did not even encounter many organized infected people from the Baihua Plague.
When humans were ready, they lost the weapon of infection and commanded the brainless charge of the Baihua Plague infected people, in fact, could not cause much casualties to the coalition forces.
What really dragged the coalition forces behind were actually the civilians who survived in major cities. The coalition forces must leave enough manpower to ensure order, identify infected people, and distribute clean and hygienic food.
If the coalition had not equipped a large number of spell casters, they would not even find clean water. The new plague created by the Baihua Plague, such as Narcotics, could not be simply removed by boiling water.
Even if the casters are exhausted, they cannot meet the needs of the coalition and rescued civilians. However, taking the risk of transferring those civilians to safer areas is not a viable option. For other principalities, they would rather watch these refugees die of thirst and starve in Upper Gaul than bear the possibility of a plague of flowers in their territory.
The harpist organization is coordinating these issues, but Catherine doesn't care. She is more concerned about the status quo in Thrace. Finally, there is a fierce conflict between the priests of Lady Wokin and the priests who are turning to Nurgre.
Ms. Wojin, as if she had disappeared, did not respond to anyone's prayers at all, but both sides of the war could still use Ms. Wojin's magic, which was definitely the most luxurious and expensive war in history.
Outside the gate of the Temple of Wealth in Thrace, the entire street was shining with golden light. The priests guarding the Temple of Wealth turned the gold in their hands into the sharpest weapons and shot out. The golden trees on both sides of the street were their fruits.
The plague messengers also launched a counterattack in the form of "burning money", but their spells ultimately only decorate the Temple of Wealth to a more luxurious look.
There is no direct connection between Catherine and Sarela, and it can even be said that they have no connection at all. All this cooperation is based on Ms. Woking's suggestion to both parties. Catherine can sense the prayer of the sacred coin master Sarela to Ms. Woking to a certain extent, and can also simply respond to several vague meanings. This is the basis of their cooperation.
And now, it seems that this subversive battle led by Nurg is coming to an end.
Thrace was never a city known for its sturdiness. Compared with Paris during the Gaul Empire, this city was just an inconspicuous small city back then.
"Let the mages prepare, burn all the infected people on the city wall, and smash the wall!" Catherine looked at the infected people of the Hundred Flowers Plague attached to the surface of the city wall of Thrace, and issued an order in disgust.
She had never thought that the fusion between humans and plants would be so disgusting. Originally, her green skin was the ultimate in this evolution, but compared with the infected person of the Baihua Plague, the green skin was elegant like an elf.
Yes, there are also elves.
After Katherine issued the siege order, she was considering how to use the group of Aslan's elves. They were like a group of snails without shells, fragile, but rich and juicy flesh, and everyone wanted to take a few bites.
The harpist organization took a fancy to the elves' floating city, and they wanted a final weapon to deal with the increasingly devastating Old Continent order.
But the Europa also wanted that no one knew the importance of a floating fortress better than them. In the real world, the EU once owned the world's largest floating aircraft carrier and showed off for a long time. Until later, the Academy of Sciences in the Loess Zone built the first space warship on the earth on the orbital space station.
Now, the people in the Loess District have already won a Silver Moon City. If the Europa people don’t want to continue to fall behind, Aslan is the best entry point.
As for the elves’ feelings, who cares? Just like in the Loess District, who still remembers the elves of Silver Moon City?
Katherine watched the spellcaster cluster establishing magic connections, which was the biggest shortcoming between the Europa and the Aboriginal people. They could not gather 500 qualified spellcasters until now.
"The magic connection has been established and is starting to be at the same frequency!" The commander among the casters shouted: "Stable the frequency at the third level! We are going to have a super-large flame palm!"
However, the next second, the whole world seemed to pause for a second, and even though Catherine was not the caster, she immediately realized something had happened.
The magic power of the caster legion was instantly disrupted, and the magic connection was even further disconnected. More than one-third of the casters became pale and shaky on the spot. The worse-in-law casters vomited two big mouthfuls of blood on the spot and then fell into a coma.
"What happened?" Katherine looked at the legendary wizard of the harpist: "What's going on?"
"I don't know, the magic environment fluctuated a little at that moment just now?" The legendary mage's face was full of confusion. He had never seen such a situation before: "Generally, this situation will only be encountered around the legendary spell release site, and the range will not be so large!"
No one knew what happened, but the caster legion was finished. The first thing that came to mind was whether the coalition's drinking water reserves were sufficient.
Fortunately, soon a caster with better physique began to try to release the spell again. Everything was normal, and everything that happened just now was like a dream.
It's definitely not a dream.
Catherine saw that several flowers that were almost completely planted, and the infected people who had fixed themselves on the city wall suddenly fell off the city wall. Their branches and leaves seemed to have completely withered at that moment, and the only part of the remaining humans melted hideously.
When they landed on the ground, Catherine was sure that the thing was dead.
What exactly happened? Is the Nurgle Messenger in the city having a new conspiracy, or...
Catherine looked south, where the Guro Empire was located. Through Ms. Wojin, she knew that Xu Yichen was there and where the Great Vortex Plan was.
"Did you start?" A ray of light lit up in Catherine's eyes, as if looking at a rare treasure: "I'll do my business well, do yours well, come on."
Catherine's blessings cannot be sent to Xu Yichen, because he is still waiting for the opportunity in the barracks of the Expeditionary Force, and the witch kings are being tested.
After the witch king Xu Fu entered the bottom of the vortex, he only persisted for three minutes. Before the magic runes on the entire vortex device were all lit up, he turned into ashes.
Chapter completed!