Chapter 922: Foreigners who bring death are not allowed to move forward!
Grete looked at the distant mountains with a serious face, and his mind was full of thoughts. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Raton had run out a few steps, and wanted to stop him to ask a question, but he immediately stopped:
"Laton! Stop! Close your eyes! Hold your breath!"
He mobilized a little power of [Command Technique] while shouting. With a command and a movement, the indigenous boy immediately froze in place. Then the Cleansing Technique gently brushed across his body, and with a splash, a big water ball poured directly on his head...
…
Before Mr. Laton had time to shiver, another round of cleaning power rolled over him, sweeping up the disinfectant on his head, body, and feet, and sprayed it directly into the forest glade. Near the indigenous boy, Bernard
He stood still and looked back, showing a nostalgic smile:
Not long after arriving in Nevis, when setting up the first laboratory, Gretel was like this, leading him to splash disinfectant around every day...
After splashing the disinfectant, Gretel stood up straight and continued to look up at the dark mountain peaks. If he was in Nevis and heard that an entire village was dead, he would definitely go and take a look.
The plague is nipped in the bud;
But now, now... He felt uneasy if he didn't take a look; if he did, it would probably be a bottomless pit, and he didn't know how much energy and time it would take.
Lin En is still waiting for him to rescue her!
With light footsteps behind her, Serila walked through the snow and walked to his side. Together with him, they quietly looked up to the top of the mountain. After looking at it for a moment, they whispered:
"Let's go and see it early tomorrow morning! We only see one tribe, no matter what the situation is, and then leave. If we work harder, we can still gain back the time even if we run 12 hours a day..."
Gretel nodded heavily. He returned to the mage's cabin and fell asleep. There was no way, spellcasters had this limitation. In order to have spells available the next day, they had to ensure enough sleep time...
When the first ray of sunlight illuminated the top of the mountain, Gretel and Serira both took off. Behind Gretel, a pair of golden-red dragon wings flapped powerfully, providing him with enough lift that he could even lift the natives.
juvenile.
Rodon was floating in the air, one arm was pulled by Gretel, and the other arm was waving in the air, shouting:
"It's right here! It's this direction!"
"Lower! Lower! They should be living in a cave at this time. The location of the cave is lower, not on the top of the mountain..."
"Turn to the side..."
Under the guidance of the natives, Gretel quickly walked through the woods and landed at the entrance of the cave. As soon as he took two steps, Gretel's face became serious:
The leather curtain blocking the entrance of the cave has been opened by the forerunners. The smell of death, filth, and putrefaction almost erupted from the cave. The moss on the cave wall, the flies and beetles crawling around, everything is telling
he:
There is a lot of death here!
There are many!
a lot of!
a lot of!
Without thinking, Grete quickly added defensive spells for himself, Cerela and Raton. Alas, now that he is too delicate, he is no longer willing to wear full-body protective clothing. As long as it can be solved with magic, he will use magic.
solve:
Bubble technique!
Apply another layer of whirlwind!
Hey, it's a pity that I haven't practiced the fire wall technique like my senior brother. A thin layer sticks to the body, and the vision and hearing are not affected. Only with that thing around can all filth be burned away, and you will not be afraid of any infectious diseases.
What kind of bacteria or viruses can successfully infect him even after being burned by a high temperature of several hundred degrees?
After doing this, Grete pointed forward, and the arcane eyeball floated in. The light curtain unfolded, and Cerela and the indigenous boy took a breath of air-conditioning at the same time:
Corpse.
It's all corpses.
The layers are stacked on top of each other, the wife is next to the husband, the mother is holding the child, horizontally, vertically, diagonally, and they bend down and fall down halfway...
"So many people died..." From the rear right, Laton was so shocked that his voice trembled:
"There are two to three hundred people in the Blue Sheep tribe...how many people have died...can't they all be dead..."
The arcane eye ball continued to fly. The camera went deep into the cave, and more corpses began to appear on the light screen: in every small fire pit, in every area separated by stones and used as a small family territory, there were more than one lying down.
A corpse.
The faces and skin of those who had been dead for several days had begun to rot and deform, and it was difficult to tell what the cause of death was. But for those who had died recently, dense blisters could be seen on their faces and hands, festering and leaking pus.
The whole face is slightly deformed.
"smallpox."
Grete looked serious and uttered a word softly. Thank God it was smallpox. People who came from the Kingdom of Kent had all been vaccinated with cowpox before boarding the ship. Even those who came earlier, in my impression, there was someone specially assigned to vaccinate them?
That means that these natives were not infected by people from the Kingdom of Kent, and immigrants from the Kingdom will not be affected either...
Serila nodded heavily beside him. Only Raton stared at the light screen until the light ball reached the bottom of the cave, then he squatted down in frustration:
"Dead... Really all dead... Even the Great Witch Festival is dead. This tribe has been completely destroyed..."
Grete was relieved instead. If they were all dead, there would be no possibility of transmission. Unless someone ran around during the disease, it should not be transmitted to other places.
He stretched out his hand forward and threw an oil spell into the cave. He paused and then another. Until the effect was the same as the greasy spell, except that the created liquid was highly flammable and covered the entire cave. Then he flicked his fingertips and flew away.
Create a wall of fire.
boom!
The golden red flames rose high and were blocked by the fire wall technique. Gretel turned around and grabbed Raton, stamped his feet hard, and dragon wings appeared behind him again:
"Walk!"
They quickly flew back to the campsite and continued to climb over the mountains and ridges under the guidance of nature. They even rode horses and flew. That evening, they stood on the last mountain ridge and looked far into the great plain shrouded in the sunset.
"The clock of good fortune is beautiful, the yin and yang separate the dusk..."
Grete looked far into the distance, looking at the endless plain below him, and couldn't help but sigh softly. The mountain ridges behind him were completely shrouded in shadow, and the plain spread out to the horizon under his feet, and the whole thing was coated with a gentle golden light by the setting sun.
With such a vast plain and such a rich water system, how many fields can be cultivated and how many people can be fed?
If open to farming, this place can become the granary of the world...
However, if smallpox continues to spread, it may be destroyed. Or, if it spread from the south, from the area occupied by the Glorious Holy See, then the indigenous people on this land would have already faced a tragic death?
They activated their flying skills and were supported by the airflow on the hillside, gliding all the way down. When their feet landed, Gretel just found a big tree and began to communicate with nature and confirm the direction. From a distance, a group of indigenous warriors rushed towards him.
Came over.
"Don't go ahead!" Their faces were smeared with colorful oil paint, they had feather crowns on their heads, and they were waving battle axes made of steel and obsidian:
"Strangers who bring death! Go back! Go back! Don't enter our territory!"
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