Chapter 641: The Plague of Despair
Although Qin Yu has a personality that deserves a beating, he likes to cause trouble and seeks trouble everywhere, he can be said to have nothing to do with the word "good person".
But he is definitely not a bad person, at least he can only say that he is owed and will not reach the level of badness.
Moreover, he always has his own set of principles in his work, and a set of bottom lines that he has extremely abide by and has never broken.
One of them is that he will not kill innocent people for any reason, provided that you do not deliberately oppose him.
If you dare to use a weapon to block him, he will never mind twisting your head.
So this is enough to bring a devastating blow to the Knights City, and at least it will definitely allow the bombing of the insect rain, which has suffered heavy casualties in the city, to be removed from the explosion gene at the last moment.
The crowd avoided the terrifying cover bombing, avoiding the consequences of this book that had nothing to do with them.
But what follows is an attack that is absolutely no weaker than a coverage strike, or even more terrifying.
The plague spreads!
Qin Yu can stop and not kill innocent people, but Qin Yu will not help stop these unknown methods of throwing them on him.
Don’t you like playing with poison gas? That’s good! Then let’s see which side dies faster!
At the city gate, listening to the screams and howlings sounded inside the city, the plague knight slowly looked up and looked at the huge figure outside the city gate.
But I found that Qin Yu, who was huge at this time, was standing silently, looking down at him.
The huge body was forcibly separated from most of the flesh and blood, coupled with the crazy corrosion of the virus, and at this time it had already become half of the skeleton. It looked so miserable that it made people feel creepy when they looked at it.
But the Plague Knight understood that although this big guy looked miserable, if he continued to waste like this, he would probably have been poisoned to death and he would not have fallen.
After all, the other party can stand for the plague infection for so long without dying, which is enough to show how vigorous the other party's vitality is.
Listening to the screams coming into his ears, the corners of the plague knight's eyes couldn't help but tremble.
He knew that the other party gave him a multiple-choice question! Let him make a choice between killing or saving someone!
Now the plague has spread in the city. Either everyone will live together! Or everyone will die together!
He reached out and grabbed the heavy giant sword. The Plague Knight gritted his teeth and raised his weapons, and hit the ground hard.
The next moment, whether it was the crowd in the city or Qin Yu outside the city, his body was constantly decaying and suddenly returned to normal.
Looking at Qin Yu, who started to operate again and continuously healed his wounds, looked at the plague knight without saying a word, his huge red eyes slowly narrowed.
After two seconds of silence, his huge body retreated back, shrinking while retreating until it completely disappeared in front of everyone.
In the city, the eldest prince and others looked at each other, quickly crossed the plague knight and ran towards the city gate that had been broken.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the knights left around changed. They were about to start chasing, but were stopped by the plague knights.
"Don't chase after it."
"But sir! Your Majesty has an order..."
"I still think there are not enough people who die, right?"
"this…………"
"If you have this time to talk nonsense, go back to treat the wounded!"
"yes!"
All the knights received the order and rushed towards the city. The plague knight turned his head and looked outside the city, dragging his heavy weapons to the end, and following the crowd toward the inner city.
Plague has never been a good power to master. It is a double-edged sword that hurts others and also hurts oneself.
Two hundred years ago, on the anxious battlefield, the Plague Knights were ordered to participate in the battle. In the first battle, the three legions stationed in the United Empire had more than 30,000 elite troops died overnight.
He is the real god of killing on the battlefield. He once made the troops of the entire United Empire frightened, and even defeated the Black Sheep tribe god unit, which could be defeated without a chance of winning or losing.
But he also made his own people frightened, because the other party quickly found a solution to his plague transmission field.
It was not a special medicine or a treatment method, but the other party began to airdrop the infected soldiers toward them in batches.
Hundreds of patients with determination to die fell from the sky with guns and bullets. Their purpose was either other than to spread the plague, and that's all.
This method of dying together is undoubtedly effective. Even if the airborne person is killed in mid-air, the corpse that landed on the ground can still spread the virus.
The final result was that countless casualties and wounded on both sides caused by the plague! The entire battlefield became a completely dead place for a while! Even the war was suspended for a while!
More importantly, the Plague Knight, the root cause of the spread of the plague, certainly he would not close his own domain at all!
In other words, he himself could not stop the spread of the plague! He could only watch his own people die together!
Being locked up together and isolated, without any treatment, can only die in pain in fear and despair.
When I returned to the inner city, I looked at the countless messy scenes of thousands of dead people and those with physical incompleteness in less than a minute.
The Plague Knight sat in the corner with his weapons, ignoring the knights who were hiding from his own way, and fell into silence expressionlessly.
In two hundred years, I spent two hundred years to completely control the plague field, and even torture myself into this form, thinking that I could stop the tragedy from happening again.
But the result is still the same, the plague, the same plague.
Listening to the wailing sounds in his ears, the plague knight's eyes were very hollow for a moment, and the thought that had appeared in his mind that had appeared many times.
It is said that power does not have good or evil, but this is born specifically for killing, and does not distinguish between enemies and me. Is it really a power that knights should control?
A person who was tortured by illness in his childhood and survived for more than ten years and relied on his will to overcome the disease, but now he has spread the greater illness to others and uses it as his own strength.
Plague, knight? Hahaha, I am such a joke...
Outside the city, the eldest prince and others who finally escaped finally met with Qin Yu and the others. However, everyone looked at Qin Yu at this time, but their expressions looked extremely strange.
Because at this time, Qin Yu, the burly body has completely shriveled, just like long-term malnutrition, she is so thin that she is skinny and bone-skinned, which makes people feel distressed when they see it.
Forcibly converting all his flesh and blood into insect bombs is not a joke, and even Qin Yu can't bear it at this time.
Not to mention when converting bombs, the unknown power is still crazily decaying the energy stored in one's body.
Recalling the terrifying method that almost killed his life, Qin Yu couldn't help but show a look of lingering fear on his face. While chewing on the food Yuna took out frantically, he spoke in a low voice.
"I said! What kind of trick is that? I can't control any method! I almost got rotten!"
Qin Yu's words made the eldest prince's expression froze, and his face showed a look of lingering fear.
Chapter completed!