Chapter 1098: Doom Messenger

"Let us mourn the great erudition with sore heart."

In front of Civic Square, Cecilia's voice was painful in the face of the ready-made White Rock City Guard.

"The polymath has devoted his life to the prosperity of the city and the resistance to the deadly plague. It is with the plague effect that he made that we have survived, and have not become the minions of the plague master."

但是 "But the cunning enemies stretched their claws towards this master! They also smashed the factories and warehouses of the Plague Might!"

"The purpose of the enemy is very obvious, that is, to use the plague of sin to turn us all into undeads! To become the servants of the plague master."

"Warriors, we can't sit still. The enemy is just north, and the Empire Corps is coming. We are going to march north to confront the enemy and wipe them out!"

Tim, Marco and Phil, the three Cavaliers captains, shouted for the first time: "For scholars!"

为了 "For scholars!"

"For freedom, for survival!"

"For freedom! For survival!"

"Military heart is available." Hiding in the loft of the Lord's Mansion, Bai Xiaowen said watching this scene.

"I protest seriously, BOSS!"

In the black soul stone, the zombie doctor in the state of soul said dissatisfied, "I am an important scientific researcher and deserve to enjoy your protection ... But the result? You treat me as a bait! I will die a few more times, and I will be precious in my mind All knowledge is forgotten! "

"If you forget the light, you will have little value." Bai Xiaowen said.

Dr. Zombie narrowed his neck: "... I just used exaggerated rhetoric, BOSS! Although death will cause some damage, as long as BOSS provides a little soul essence, I will still remember what I forgot! "

嗯 "Well, that's good. But I also lack the essence of the soul, you have to save it. If you need it, go to Delifa. These days, you stay in the Lord's Mansion and don't go anywhere."

After Bai Baiwen spoke, he reached out and put on his cloak, and walked out of the lord's house with Qiao Rui, Li Shuyi, and Han Xu.

Cecilia and Bai Xiaowen meet after the speech.

"How are you preparing?" Bai Xiaowen asked.

"It has been prepared in advance, a total of three hundred barrels. It took dozens of barrels to destroy the drow elf unit at the beginning," Cecilia was worried, "Can the storage space hold it?"

"Rest assured, I still have team storage space," Bai Xiaowen said calmly, "you know the truth of the enemy?"

"Mother Celine tracked the assassin all the way, and she had passed on the basic information. She didn't dare to approach the enemy's headquarters too much, she could only grab her tongue for a thought search. The information was not necessarily comprehensive.

Cecilia paused and continued: "The command of the Legion of the Legacy was decided by three people. The three were Orc Warlord: Gatman the Breaker; Troll Warlord: Kelidan the Skull Slayer; There is also a representative sent by the plague master, the plague messenger Gauls. The number of the entire army of the survivors is about 6,000. I will mark their location on the map. "

Bai Xiaowen smiled: "Very well, after the 6,000 army was destroyed, I believe that the master of the plague has no ability to organize an attack for a while."

"Be careful, I never want to see you take risks alone." Cecilia stroked Bai Xiaowen's cheek.

"Don't worry, I will do what I can. Okay, let Bernita take me to the warehouse ... You and Shuyi will lead the army northward, and when the agreed sign appears, they will enter the battlefield."

Bai Xiaowen secretly saw no one around, and gently printed a sip on Cecilia's face.

Uh ...

The White Eagle 22 flies at high altitude, and Bai Xiaowen rides on its back, overlooking the majestic and rough mountains and rivers in the north.

22 is flying fast. It didn't take long for Bai Xiaowen to see the Aboriginal Camp below.

"Ring the final death knell."

Bai Xiaowen stood on the back of the white carving Er Er, took out a large wooden barrel from the storage space, and threw it down.

Alas.

A large wooden barrel fell from the sky, and a lot of white smoke splashed on the ground.

After dying, the surviving army of soldiers felt inadequate after inhaling the smoke, tearing their skin one after another.

The ultimate plague nemesis, encountering the plague undead, is like dry firewood encountering a fiery fire, no one can stop it.

A wave of zombies is spreading.

After a short while, the survivors' forces reacted.

Three members of the high-level military conference stepped forward to give orders in the large accounts of the Langzhong Army.

"It's a medicine against the undead!"

"Order everyone to fall apart! Activate Lord Lord's backup plan to suppress the outbreak of medicinal power!"

"Throw up! Shoot down that bird!"

Seeing the messy camps of the herdsmen, Bai Xiaowen smiled.

"Sorry, I'm not ready to give you a chance to deal with it freely."

The last barrel was dropped, and Bai Xiaowen's toes gently tapped on the back of White Eagle 22.

Xi Baidiao Er Er grasped Bai Xiaowen's meaning and dived down. At the lowest point, Bai Xiaowen jumped suddenly.

Then the white eagle pulled up high, and flew in the direction of Baishicheng while humming.

Boom!

Smoke and dust permeated, Bai Xiaowen landed in a classic half-kneeling motion, and the ground was shaking slightly.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and Bai Xiaowen slowly raised his head.

The survivors around me looked at this scene as if an unspeakable fear spread.

What should I do? The flying trapeze in front of him looks like a cool and powerful look.

Do you want to go? Or wait for someone else to try his truth?

Bai Baiwen didn't know the thoughts of the soldiers around him. He only had three letters in his heart.

MMP, legs numb.

If you give me another chance, I will not pretend ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The trio of high-level military conferences, but also found Bai Xiaowen from the sky.

"What are you hesitating, give me! Kill this despicable human!" Gartman, the Orc Warlord Breaker, roared loudly.

The survivor soldiers hesitated to step forward.

Lameness does not affect Bai Xiaowen's next move.

As early as on the back of the White Eagle 22, Bai Xiaowen has replaced the title with an A-level title that has never been used.

Doom Messenger!

[Bad messenger: Your presence heralds the arrival of doom. After the combat state lasts for 5 seconds, all nearby targets (regardless of enemies and friends, including yourself) will be affected by the effect of doom, and a random abnormal state will be added. 】

的 The description of this title is long.

越 The longer the battle time, the more abnormal statuses attached, the larger the scope of influence, and the priority is up to 8 points.

It is no exaggeration to say that all the survivors here are counted as one, and no one can avoid the negative status of up to 8 points!

When the survivor shoots arrows at Bai Xiaowen in the sky, he enters a combat state.

Now, five seconds have come.

The first layer of gray mist that only Bai Xiaowen could see suddenly enveloped all enemies around 100 meters ... including himself.