() Senior drow warriors, sweeping the formation to protect Shan Ye. Senior drow priests, drawing hatred and attracting the attention of old Martin.

Shanye himself was happily increasing the concentration of the plague, and didn't care about the deaths of priests and soldiers.

The finger that touched the source of the plague was like a black hole, sucking in the surrounding green mist of plague crazily.

Several drows nearby looked dumbfounded and frightened.

Gradually, a single finger was no longer enough for Shan Ye to suck. He gave a few instructions and asked the drow warriors to wait outside. He rushed directly into the plague area and began to plunder even more crazily.

"Ding! Refining the source of the plague, increasing the concentration of the plague by 1 point, and consuming 200 experience points!"

"Ding! The concentration of the plague has reached the limit of your body's tolerance. Please upgrade or improve your physical attributes!"

Just after the concentration increased fivefold, a system message came out stating that it could not be absorbed.

But fortunately, it's not just bad news.

"Ding! The plague concentration reaches five times the standard value and you gain immunity!"

The ever-present feeling of weakness and nausea slowly disappeared. Breathing the plague was like ordinary air, without any pressure or chest tightness.

Shan Ye looked around and slowly found the slow-moving humanoid monster.

Before death, he was a human being, with a swollen body and light green corpse spots all over his body. He walked staggeringly and slowly, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and he was shouting "Yiyi ya ya" without knowing what he was saying.

Master Shan's eyes suddenly focused, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. When he looked closer, he saw that they were indeed the people from the Old Martin Chamber of Commerce. Halfling mercenaries with strong body odor, lizardmen, gray-skinned...

Their physical features were similar, they were all covered in green corpse spots, just like zombies, but there were some differences.

Shan Ye turned his wrist and the urn hammer fell into his hand.

Sweeping it with his arms, it was like breaking a water bag filled with pus. The corpse water suddenly splashed everywhere, which was extremely disgusting. After wiping the pus on the fat face, Shanye checked the system prompts.

"Ding! Kill a plague zombie and gain 78 experience points!"

"Ding! Get a copy of Plague Corpse information!"

A flash of surprise flashed across Master Shan's face. He picked up the plague corpse information and quickly browsed it.

The experience value was good, but there was no strength, which made Mr. Shan puzzled. But after reading the information, Mr. Shan broke out in a cold sweat.

Plague corpses are corpses that have been assimilated to the source of the plague. They can spread plague, and will self-destruct when attacked. The pus corpse water is very contagious. It only takes one drop to assimilate an ordinary human and turn it into a plague corpse.

Master Shan quickly wiped off the pus and corpse water on his body, feeling slightly relieved. No wonder the plague corpse exploded like a liquid bomb just slightly after touching it.

Fortunately, he had just acquired immunity to the plague, otherwise the attack just now would have caught Mr. Shan.

After wiping it clean, Shan Ye quickly swung the urn hammer and smashed all the plague corpses that were slow to move and exploded at the first touch, leaving sticky bodily fluids all over his body.

There are not many plague corpses. I think after old Martin mutated, he didn't deliberately create such a thing. Otherwise, based on the population density here, plague corpses would have been everywhere.

It's a pity for Mr. Shan. With plague immunity, these plague corpses are the best experience packs.

After wiping the pus off his face and spitting out the sour corpse water in his mouth, Mr. Shan found a shop and walked in. He rinsed it off, but there was still a strange smell lingering on his body.

Unable to refine the plague, Master Shan thought deeply and began to look for plague corpses that had high experience points and could be broken by a single touch.

The entire middle-level residential area was almost covered by the plague. A large number of dead citizens had faint corpse spots on their bodies, but they did not move like plague corpses.

Shan Ye crushed a corpse with an urn hammer, but there was no system prompt. Putting away the fluke in his heart, Shan Ye began to carefully search for traces of the plague corpse. Gold coins, valuables... all fell into Shan Ye's space.

Of course, the money-grubbing Mr. Shan would not let go of such a good opportunity. He was rummaging around in a hotel when a low-volume argument came from a nearby street corner.

Shan Ye paused in his movements and turned to face the source of the sound, a flash of surprise flashed across his face.

"Is there anyone alive?" The sound just now was clearly a quarrel. Master Shan didn't believe that the plague corpses would still quarrel.

Throwing away the cheap money bag in his hand and kicking away the obstructing corpse, Mr. Shan jumped out of the hotel and stood at the door, looking at the street corner from a distance.

...

Ivy's face turned pale, her face was covered with cold sweat, and she followed the team panting. Her beautiful eyes flashed, and she pursed her lips and looked at Brother Tom who was arguing with the mage in front of him. Ivy felt particularly aggrieved.

After Tom failed to rescue the ranger at first, he immediately fled with himself and the mage. As a result, before he could escape from the Chamber of Commerce compound, he was overtaken by a thick green mist of plague.

In order to protect everyone, Ivy consumed a lot of magic power to maintain a positive energy shield. Everyone struggled to get here, and Ivy finally gave up and was replaced by the mage and Tom.

The mage used an elemental shield, and Tom activated the built-in resistance function of the heavy armor.

After walking less than a hundred meters, the mage started whispering to Tom, not caring about Ivy, and wanted to abandon her.

Of course Ivy didn't believe that Brother Tom would abandon her, but seeing that there was not much energy, Brother Tom began to waver.

There was a thin layer of white light all over Ivy, and the little halo looked extremely unstable, as if it would break at any time, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted.

Tom turned around and glanced at Ivy, who was struggling to follow behind. A complex expression flashed across Gujing Wubo's face.

Ivy is the woman he has been pursuing. She is a descendant of a down-and-out noble. After five years of further study in the seminary, Ivy became an official priest. With an out-of-touch nature, she is unwilling to serve in the church and loves to take risks.

After the family bought her a set of luxurious equipment, they hired Tom, a trustworthy and powerful heavy-armed warrior, to protect her. They hoped that in a few years, Ivy would lose her interest in playing and be able to contribute to the family.

Tom pursues Ivy not only because of his personal feelings, but also because of his ambition. Although the Ivy family is in decline, it is a big family after all. As long as it is managed well, it can easily make a comeback.

Tom wants to revitalize his family. He wants to get rid of his civilian status and obtain a noble title. He wants to be a master.

But at this time...

The mage's high-pitched and vicious voice echoed in Tom's heart like a curse: "Why do you need love and title after you die?"

These words were like a chisel, piercing into Tom's heart. After hesitating, Tom became undecided about Ivy for the first time.

The mage kept paying attention to Tom's expression, and quietly drank a bottle of treasured magic potion. His high-pitched voice seemed to be full of temptation: "Why are you hesitating? If we take her as a burden, we will never get out of here alive."
Chapter completed!