Chapter 956: The Disease Girl has arrived! The war has begun!
Gretel is sitting on the back of a tall and strong bull. Full set of one-piece rubber protective suit, gas mask, and protective glasses
There are no gaps or anything like that. All the connections are glued together using transmutation spells.
There were two test tubes between his fingers, and a row of test tubes were inserted densely on the temporary wide belt, ready for battle. On the left shoulder stood the lightning cat, and on the right shoulder stood the ancient vine bird, pulling away with a look of "if you can't fight, run away"
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Cerela was sitting on the back of a bull next to him. He was dressed in a light elf ranger costume, with a pretentious long bow slung behind his back, and he didn't even take out his quiver.
Only the two test tubes held between her fingertips and the shining gem on her forehead can prove that this girl is also ready to take action.
Grete turned to look at her from time to time:
"Celera, pay attention to your protection! If that doesn't work, put on a gas mask! Respiratory-borne plagues are the most difficult to protect against!"
"knew!"
"When releasing the big fireball, remember to connect the two test tubes for bonus!"
"No problem! I've practiced it several times!"
"Don't do it until absolutely necessary." Gretel curled up his fingers and simulated the shape of a claw, then stretched out his arms and patted:
"If you really go up, if you can't stand it, run away. I can escape on my own! I have any door, teleportation, and the ancient vine bird!"
"Know it!"
Serira yelled at Grete. Her five fingers formed into claws and her arms bent, making a gesture to grab Gretel's back collar. Her silver-blue eyes briefly drew a cold vertical line.
Under the two people, "moo", "moo", the bull carrying them screamed one after another. Not only Cerela, but also Gretel deliberately did not use animals to communicate, pretending not to hear:
Is there anything nice to hear? Are you laughing at us?
I am proud to have Cerela!
Gretel was filled with nervousness. He touched the test tube on his belt again and again, and explored the spare protective clothing in the space bag. But behind the array composed of indigenous people and bison, someone was even more nervous than him:
Fifty miles away from the front line, Bernard stood up, sat down, and couldn't help but climb on Appa's back to take a look. With all his eyesight, he couldn't see anything, so he had to sit down and sigh:
"Barensimo, why don't you think the boss will let us go together? I am the boss's bodyguard! I am a follower! Put me so far away. If something happens, I won't be able to save you in time!"
"The opponent is the god who controls the plague. He can't be defeated with swords, shields, or big bone clubs."
Valensimo sat cross-legged on the ground, wiping the shield in his hand, and answered indifferently. The shield made a squeaking sound when it connected with the fur. It was obvious that the warrior was not so calm in his heart:
"This requires a spellcaster to resist. Other people's warriors will die if they die. The boss doesn't want us to die...If we are hit by the plague head-on, the boss will have to come and save us."
"I know, I know, but... alas!" The barbarian gritted his teeth and slammed the big bone stick on the ground, causing dirt to fly:
"In the past, I could at least run away with my boss..."
If only he were stronger! If he were that kind of great knight at level 14 or 15, he could shake the world with every move he made, and he could also deal damage to ghosts!
In that case, the boss won't throw him so far!
"hold head high"
The Silver Moon Deer roared loudly. It squinted at the barbarian, its eyes full of ridicule:
You? It's obviously me! I can run faster if I take the boss with me. I can even carry the boss on my back, so I don't need you!
While the two followers were chatting and worrying about their boss, the battle ahead had already begun. The warriors of the Black Panther tribe stood in the middle of the herd, with a row of short spears densely inserted behind them, and the tips of each spear were tied.
On dry grass soaked in grease;
The Dahe Tribe, the Dandelion Tribe, the Stone Crocodile Tribe, and a group of warriors from small tribes separated on both sides. The shaman priests beat tambourines and blew flutes made from bird leg bones to give the warriors the final blessing. Pieces of bright light fell down and lit their faces.
Above, the totem on the body;
The warriors of the buffalo tribe rode on the back of the bull. In addition to the weapons around them, each of them also had a small bag hanging on his waist. In the bag were two gas masks... for cattle. As for their own faces, each of them was covered with a piece of fur.
Expose eyes and nostrils.
"Are you so afraid of me..." The strong wind in the distance brought the plague girl's sharp laughter:
"Think you can escape my pursuit by wrapping yourself tightly? Impossible! Give me a sacrifice! Give me an offering! Who stole my power and gave it to me!"
Face after face turned towards Gretel. Even the bulls, who were stamping their feet and panting, turned their heads and looked in Gretel's direction.
Gretel: "..."
Look what I'm doing!
not me!
It is none of my business!
Relieving ordinary people's fear of the plague can weaken the power of the plague girl, but I didn't steal it!
Fortunately, no one identified him, and no one thought of kidnapping him out and handing him over to the Plague Girl or something.
The White-Horned King roared loudly, and on the left and right sides, the witch priests clapped their tambourines, blew their horns, played bone flutes and panpipes. In the vast mist, the buffalo herds and warriors collectively began to charge.
Facing the disease girl and the billowing black clouds, charge forward!
Gretel was still sitting at first, then gradually stood up and looked eagerly. This time, the disease girl came fiercely, and in addition to herself, she also brought a group of followers. Grete grabbed the telescope, looked at a rolling black cloud, and immediately
Screamed:
"my eyes!"
"how?"
Serila immediately looked over, her fingertips were shining with white light, and she had already grasped a healing spell. Grete waved her hand repeatedly:
"No, no, I saw nasty dirty things..."
The mice running with red eyes, each one bigger than a cat, were so black that they covered the ground like a black carpet!
A fly as big as a fist lays maggots as it flies. The maggots squirm and soon turn into flies again, flying up one after another!
Mosquitoes as big as a palm flew together in dense numbers, like a black cloud with white spots covering them!
The lines on the body, bedbugs and fleas can be clearly seen one by one!
Help!
Please give me a pair of eyes that I haven’t seen before!
"The Plague Maiden... The Plague Maiden has brought all her followers..." The White-Horned King scratched his hooves and exhaled uneasily:
"Rat God, Fly God...bugs, fleas...and their followers...never have they been like this before..."
"That's because her strength didn't drop significantly before!" A loud voice suddenly sounded in the battle formation. The great witch priest of the Buffalo tribe raised his battle ax high and waved it vigorously:
"In the past, the plague girl could kill our warriors on her own, but now she can't do it! If she can't do it, she can only bring the gods! Everyone, tie up your clothes and put your pants on your boots.
Tie them up and don’t let these things get on you!”
"That's right!" The Great Witch of the Black Panther Tribe also raised his voice:
"Whether it's bedbugs or fleas, they can't bite through our protection! Soldiers, come on!"
The iron stream rolled forward. Cerira covered her nose and whispered: "Should we take action?"
"Let's wait and see..." Gretel wasn't sure yet:
"After all, we are a reserve force, and our main task is to treat... Let's check the situation first, and if it doesn't work, then we can take over?"
"That's good." The silver dragon girl immediately breathed a sigh of relief:
"I thought about throwing a big fireball...but with so many maggots exploding, I couldn't bear it..."
"Stop talking!" Gretel was horrified and quickly interrupted her. In front of the battle formation, the soldiers had already begun to take action:
The first wave was made up of warriors from the Black Panther tribe, who collectively lit their spears and threw them with their arms. The spears flew across the air, fell to the ground and ignited a wall of fire;
In the second wave, the witch priests played various musical instruments. Huge kestrels, bison, and various totem gods appeared above the battle formation at the same time. The wall of fire suddenly exploded, burning the bugs and fleas until they crackled;
In the third wave, the mice, which were bigger than cats, threw themselves into the fire wall, crushing it and destroying it. The black water flowed across the ground, suddenly rising high, and pounced on the soldiers and buffaloes in front.
"Cover your mouth and nose! Don't inhale it! Don't drink water from the ground. Don't drink it no matter how thirsty you are!"
Gretel threw a loudspeaker to himself, and his shouts echoed throughout the battlefield.
The male form of the disease devil sounds like a giant carrion filled with Shigella dysenteriae, Vibrio cholerae, Shigella and other digestive tract infectious bacteria. But digestive tract infectious diseases are easy to prevent, as long as you don’t
Just drink it!
As for splashing on the nose and mouth... isn't everyone wearing fur masks?
Peng, Peng, Peng, the great shaman of the Dahe tribe, beat the tambourine vigorously. From behind him, a black and white shadow quietly rose, and soon turned into an illusory river.
Tap, tap, tap. The warriors of the Dahe Tribe hammered their chests with one hand and waved axes and sticks with the other hand, dancing a tap dance. In the sound of clapping their hands and stamping their feet, the illusory river grew bigger and bigger, falling forward.
Volume, collided with black water...
The moment before the waves collided, countless dandelions fell down one after another and floated on the river. When the river collided with the black water, the dandelions immediately sprouted one by one and bloomed into small yellow flowers. The yellow flowers turned into white velvet balls, blew open, and bloomed again.
growing up.
The turbulent black water was actually blocked by this big river for a moment, and when it flowed over again, it had become much clearer.
Gretel smiled happily.
Dandelion has a bitter, sweet and cold nature and taste. It returns to the liver meridian and stomach meridian, clearing away heat and detoxifying, reducing swelling and dispersing stagnation. It seems that the indigenous people in this world, although their understanding of medicine is different from him, they also feel the dandelion subconsciously.
The detoxification function...
Using dandelions and river water to intercept the power of the plague may not be medically right, but from the perspective of divine collision, maybe it's just right?
The black wave gradually subsided, and the descendants of the White-Horned King and the tribal warriors finally rushed forward and fought with the followers of the Plague Maiden.
The warriors who can take action in this war are at the lowest level of knights, and many have the power of great knights. The battle axes, spears and clubs in their hands roared with the wind, and many of them fired real air blades:
One by one, they slashed at the rats and bugs, beating them to pieces with blood and juices flying everywhere. The fleas and mosquitoes jumped in vain on the soldiers and buffaloes, trying their best to attack, but they couldn't bite them.
defense on them.
"King White Horn! Don't think you'll win like this!" The sharp voice sounded again, and a thick black cloud rolled straight forward:
"See if you can stop me!"
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