Chapter 152 Players Attack
Before the joy of defeating the dungeon BOSS could explode, the infectious plague that followed terrified the undead people.

"I seem to have been forced to hang up. I was forcibly disconnected."

The body of the undead who was speaking began to twist, and his tongue gradually became clumsy. When he finally spoke, saliva followed his clumsy tongue and squeezed out along with the sound. Before his consciousness was completely cut off, he shouted: "It will, spread, and infect... run!"

The outbreak of this calamity plague seemed to have been planned for a long time. The undead even wondered whether Lord Leon, who had not come out of the hall until he went completely crazy, was also on guard against infection.

"Ugh!" Some undead began to vomit, but their bodies followed their physiological instincts. Even if they wanted to run, they couldn't and could only stay where they were.

He saw a progress bar for plague infection appear in front of him, and watched the bar fill up quickly, but his body was unable to move.

A victory suddenly turned into a disaster scene. Some people noticed something was wrong and ran out quickly, while others had already started shouting, "Don't get close to Lord Leon."

"There's a plague!"

Word spreads very fast.

The undead who are hit will be forced to take over control of the character, and their bodies will be twisted and mutated. The only good thing is that they will enter a state of continuous blood loss, and if left alone they will soon die.

But most of the undead were running away, madly fleeing from the source of infection, and their directions were all the same - the Old Territory Lookout!
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The sudden outbreak of the plague caught everyone off guard.

It was not difficult for the undead to defeat Leon. Lind had great confidence in the undead, and it even took him a little longer to defeat Leon than he expected.

As long as there is health bar, no matter how strong it is, there will always be someone who can kill it in a very short time.

But they are just ordinary people after all. If they are ordinary people, they will panic, run away, make a fuss, or even... watch the fun.

Although the two parties are currently in a honeymoon period, it does not prevent Lind from speculating the worst.

Lind quickly organized a defense line. The plain and open area was easy to attack but difficult to defend.

All NPCs who do not have combat capabilities were withdrawn to Holy Water Town. The Holy Water Town, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack, is indeed more suitable for holding on. However, there is a problem: it is too late in time.

He had to organize the defense in front and then let the people in the rear retreat.

At the same time, he also sent the volcanic bird to the Crossroads of Faith, the exit of the underground cave west of the Red Dragon Mountain, and other places to tell the soldiers to be prepared in case the abyss-like plague carrier passes by.

"Don't let anyone get close!" Lind commanded loudly. He didn't know whether he should be thankful that a large number of forces were diverted to the Green Land to capture the disaster horses. Most of those left in the local area were soldiers from the Leon Legion who had already surrendered.

They were still confused for the moment and didn't know what was happening.

A swaying figure appeared.

The colorful hair also reveals the identity of the person.

"What's wrong?" Miko walked to Linde's side, holding a small knife in her hand. The blade was shining in the moonlight, representing her determination to stand side by side with him at this moment.

Although Miss Brittany didn't say anything, she was carrying a bunch of spice bottles with small holes on her shoulders.

"It's a plague from the abyss," Lind said, "That's why I don't like those bastards who speak vaguely."

The irises eroded by disaster need a gardener, and the flower thieves who pick the flowers are not dead, so people come uninvited and cause trouble.

If Leon had explained it earlier, Lind would definitely find a way, or at least make preparations in advance, such as preparing a big pit to kill the undead before they were infected by the plague.

But he also knew that Leon didn't need to tell him.

The other party hates the old aristocracy to the core.

For those affected by the abyss, no amount of malice is too much.

"Abyss?" The two voices amplified at the same time.

Disaster and Abyss Disaster are different.

Anything with the prefix "abyss" can be classified as a huge trouble that cannot be avoided. Physical changes are the least worth mentioning. The degeneration of the soul and mind, turning into something else that can think independently, is the terrifying part of the abyss. And when the abyss is combined with the plague... it indicates the arrival of a disaster!
The staggering undead had fallen to the ground, the curse from the abyss hollowing out his body.

If it hasn't turned into ashes, it means it's not dead.

Linde refused everyone to approach him.

"Lance!"

"Yes!"

Lance, the Land Kingdom's premier archer, can hit extremely small targets at long range.

Lance, who was already prepared, gently plucked the bowstring with his fingers, and the arc that cut through the sky, with an icy frost wind, drew an arc and accurately pierced the head of the fallen undead.

It fell from the sky and nailed its head to the ground with precision.

Headshot, but not dead.

"His brain is no longer his weakness" Lind saw it more clearly.

"Back off!" he burst into voice.

Now the defending soldiers are at least a hundred steps away from the undead, but it is still not a safe distance.

The undead man got up. His head was nailed to the ground by an arrow, so he had to use a lot of strength to get up. His head broke free from the arrow like a skewer, leaving a trail of black liquid.

His body staggered forward, as if the instinct to pursue life made him run towards this side with uncoordinated limbs.

Lance shot another arrow. This time everyone saw clearly that the arrow pierced the undead's throat accurately, leaving a bloody hole from front to back.

The frost on the arrow froze the wound and no blood dripped.

Cries of surprise came from the mouths of the NPC soldiers.

They had never seen a similar scene before. The undead's body was twisted and covered with fatal wounds, and his eyeballs were spinning wildly in his sockets uncontrollably.

The fear of the disaster in the abyss made them subconsciously retreat.

The change was not over yet. Its body swelled uncontrollably, its armor fell off piece by piece, its face turned as pale as a deathly person, and then it became swollen as if it had been soaked in water for a long time. The lumps on its cheeks twisted like leeches that had burrowed under its skin.

The staggering steps became faster and faster.

The undead who had transformed into the abyss ran forward, but his body was in a posture as if it was about to fall forward. It seemed that he could fall down at any time, but he would not fall down.

The distance between the two sides was shortened so quickly.

The head with its fat tongue was his rudder.

"Ah——!" His roar was long, dragging out an uncomfortable tone.

A soldier fell to the ground subconsciously. He was just an ordinary captured soldier defending the city and one of the first to surrender.

The two sides were still forty or fifty steps apart, but he seemed to be able to smell the stench of decay and the festering malice of a corrupted soul from the undead.

The continuous frost arrows pierced the undead, completely detonating the subcutaneous lumps on its body, and black pus splashed out.

The flying arrows awakened the frightened soldiers, and they quickly set up their bows and crossbows and shot.

The staggering undead of disaster was still struggling to move forward. The front body had completely turned into a hedgehog. The body full of wounds was shaking even more severely, and a trail made entirely of pus was dripping behind it.

"Oh!"

The undead body that had become the abyss finally exploded and turned into ashes.

(End of this chapter)