Chapter 999 I Am the Lord of Plague, Do You Believe My Words? (Red Comet Marswand Reward Added)

Gretel threw down the video box and ran out. In the center of the small square surrounded by magicians, there were several rows of people lying in various directions:

In the first row are young magicians and young warriors from the Kingdom of Kent. A fifth-level magician, the disciple of the Archmage Mansfield, the direct disciple of the magician who is going to preside over the Mage Tower;

The two warriors, judging from the armor on their bodies and the weapons placed beside them, were probably level six or seven. Grete guessed that it might be the fifth-level magician's guard, and he could not rule out that it was a temporary one.

In the second row, there were three or four low-level mages and seven or eight low-level warriors, all of whom were below level five and dressed as adventurers. These are not brought by Nevis, they are all collected by the great magicians in the small town of Waltham——

Many of the adventurers who made a living in the colonies had their heads tucked into their belts. It was a rare occasion when there were archmages in front of them, and there was a high probability of making a fortune by following them. There were quite a few adventurers who were willing to follow.

What?

Can't the airship bring it here?

When the airship sets off, the number of people is controlled, firstly not to allow too many people to share the fat, and secondly to ensure the living conditions of the archmage.

From the west coast of the New World to the Land of Eagles, it was a voyage of several days, and the adventurers who followed us had to huddle up on the floor of the warehouse with only one blanket each!

As for the third row, the fourth row, and the fifth row, they are all local indigenous warriors. One by one, they lay down on the ground with their limbs spread out, eyes closed and moaning endlessly. Some of them vomited blood as soon as they were put on the ground——

"What's going on?" Cerela also ran out of the room and looked around. Seeing the row of people vomiting blood on the ground, he frowned and immediately raised his hand and threw down a healing spell. A pause, another one, another one...

After the treatment, the person who was vomiting blood slowed down a bit, and the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth stopped for a while, but he did not get better immediately. Cerela frowned, squatted down and observed the patient, and the white light flashed on her raised palm again.

Seeing Cerela taking over the most serious patient, Gretel was slightly relieved and squatted in front of the magician nearest him. When I looked at it, I saw that the magician's face was red, his mouth was open, and his gums were stained with blood;

Second touch, the forehead is hot, obviously the body temperature is extremely high, and when the eyelids are rolled up and observed, there is obvious jaundice in the whites of the eyes;

Third question: "When did you get sick? How many days has it been? What are the symptoms?"

"Fever, afraid of cold, headache..." The magician huddled in a thick blanket. He was obviously still wearing a [cold and heat resistant], and his upper and lower teeth were still chattering. While talking, he couldn't help but frown:

"My head hurts so much... I feel nauseous and want to vomit... It's only been a day, why am I so sick..."

"Did you pee?" Grete asked, while casually swiping down the electrocardiogram and blood pressure magic set. Well, my heartbeat is a bit fast, my blood pressure is normal, not too high or low...

Gretel took a quick look at the situation in front of him, and he had already made a general conclusion in his mind - after all, he was someone who had aided Africa, so the symptoms were quite familiar. But to be cautious, you still have to look at them one by one:

Most of the patients lying on the ground had symptoms of high fever, chills, and jaundice. Some have conjunctival bleeding, some have bleeding gums, and some even start to vomit blood...

The most likely cause is yellow fever, although differential diagnosis needs to be made with epidemic hemorrhagic fever, dengue fever, viral hepatitis and malaria. But now, the most important thing is——

"Cerella!" he shouted:

"Remove disease!"

"Okay!" Cerela responded crisply. Raising his hand, the white light flashed and took pictures one by one. [Disease removal] is obviously more symptomatic than [Treatment]. When the white light fell, several people who were vomiting blood stopped immediately. One more shot, one more shot...

"Disperse the crowd! Disperse!" Grete continued to shout. While shouting, he waved his hands, blowing out a ring of wind in all directions, pushing people out gently:

"Set up a magic circle in this area! Drive away all mosquitoes! Hurry!"

Theoretically, this thing is transmitted by Aedes mosquitoes, but if you ask Grete to distinguish Aedes mosquitoes from other mosquitoes, you might as well let him die. Kill indiscriminately, saving trouble and worry!

It is the basic magic circle of the conjuration system to repel mosquitoes, flies, fleas and mice. It is used in the library of the mage tower. The standard price is less than 1,000 gold coins - because the price is too low, it is usually used as a gift when constructing the mage tower.

And here, even if it is a temporary residence, the wizards' rooms are equipped with anti-mosquito magic. There is even a special variant of the [Mage's Cabin] that adds anti-mosquito and fly magic inside...

That is to say, there is no need to worry about this in the square, and we have to trouble the Archmage to take action.

Gretel gave an order, and immediately more and more conjuration magicians came out. Without asking, I flicked my fingers, and illusory light fell in all directions. A faint wave of magic passed by...

Gretel let out a sigh of relief. Yellow fever, dengue fever, malaria, and a long list of tropical diseases are all spread by mosquito bites. As long as mosquito control is done well, there is no need to worry about stopping the epidemic.

In previous lives, soldiers operating in tropical jungles wore anti-mosquito suits, anti-mosquito masks, boots, and gloves, and they had to constantly iterate mosquito repellent. It’s much more convenient here, just cast a spell and it’s done!

Hey, it seems that just setting up a magic circle in the room is not enough. I have to tell Senior Brother Baierbo that it is best to equip everyone with a piece of magic equipment. In the jungle, this is a life-saving thing!

Grete bent down and examined the patients on the floor one by one. The mana of an adult silver dragon, with thirty or forty [Remove Diseases], is just like playing. What Grete needs to do is to speculate on the prognosis of this disease:

"In the case of yellow fever, liver, kidney, cardiovascular function damage and bleeding symptoms will occur during the poisoning period...The heart is often enlarged, the heartbeat is slow, the heart sounds are weakened, and the blood pressure is lowered...It is often accompanied by dehydration and acidosis..."

【Remove Disease】After taking the photo, these symptoms will not necessarily disappear immediately. Another problem is that patients with yellow fever often develop electrolyte imbalances and need to replenish electrolytes. 【Remove Disease】Ignore this...

"Let me see their condition...heartbeat, blood pressure, come on, pick him up vertically and let me use [Detection Magic] to see the heart..."

He directed the indigenous warriors next to him to lift the indigenous man who was curled up on the ground just now, vomiting blood, and lift him upright. I squinted my eyes and saw that the enlarged heart did not shrink back immediately:

"Well, if that's the case, I guess the damage to the liver and kidneys won't be cured immediately? I need to throw in a powerful healing spell to appease... um..."

Should everyone hang up bottles of water and replenish electrolytes?

Or divide the patients into groups, apply water in one group, and take the treatment in another group, and observe the effect and consumption?

I don’t know if they brought the body back, it would be great if they did. I have not yet dissected the bodies of those who died of yellow fever!

While my brain was spinning rapidly, clatter, clatter, suddenly there were a large number of footsteps approaching. Gretel followed the sound and saw a brilliant golden light first. Then he looked closely and saw a golden eagle warrior walking quickly with ten white eagle warriors.

Behind the white eagle warriors, a group of black hawk warriors followed not far away, holding ropes, wooden sticks and other objects in their hands. They looked like they were working as coolies. Coming closer, the Golden Eagle warrior stepped forward and saluted Gretel:

"Dear Lord Son of God..."

Laughter rang out all over the place. In the square, in the room, and behind various windows, there were at least thirty to fifty voices snickering. Grete's forehead suddenly hurt, similar to the magician who was knocked down by yellow fever and complained of a headache:

The youngest son of the God of Thunder and the Lord of Plagues, these two nicknames seem to be really spreading in Nevis. He had better stay in the New World for a while. If he went back now, he might be killed immediately...

"What's the matter?" With the attitude of "as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's not me who's embarrassed", he gave himself a [Mechanized Mind] and asked with a straight face. The Golden Eagle warrior saluted deeply:

"I'm very sorry for disturbing your peace. We are here to take these people away."

He pointed at the indigenous warriors on the ground, traced a semicircle with his finger, paused, and shrank back when he came near the people from the Kingdom of Kent. Grete frowned:

"What are you taking away for? - I'm still treating them, I can't take them away for you now!"

"They have fallen into the claws of the devil." The Golden Eagle warrior lowered his head and saluted deeply again:

"According to convention, all of them must be sacrificed to God to ensure the peace of the Eagle Country. As long as one is missing, the Eagle Country will be invaded by the devil and fall into a terrible disaster!"

"etc……"

Gretel was stunned. What kind of logic is this, you guys! These are patients! It's a patient! What the hell is it that everyone has to offer sacrifices to God?

What the hell is it if you can’t leave out any of them?

"Of course, Lord Son of God, we dare not move your compatriots." The Golden Eagle warrior quickly raised his head, glanced at his ugly face, and lowered his head for the third time:

"However, these barbarians from the lowlands must be taken to sacrifice to the gods! Including this time, the others who came back with them must also be sacrificed to the gods! Only in this way will the omnipotent snake god protect us... "

Grete blinked, then blinked again, and finally understood the logic. Sacrifice to gods by patients with infectious diseases = kill patients with infectious diseases = block the source of infection. This approach cannot be said to be completely unreasonable.

However, everyone who has fallen into his hands is already his patient and must not be dragged away!

"They didn't fall into the devil's claws! They were just sick!" Gretel lowered his face and retorted loudly:

"I am treating them! I will cure them soon! As long as they are cured, they will be normal people and will not transmit diseases or bring disasters!"

Uh, how high is the virus concentration in the body of patients who have been cured by [Removed Disease]? Will I be infected if my blood is sucked by a mosquito?

I’ve never learned this before!

Do you want to catch a few animals and give it a try? By the way, what animals can yellow fever infect? He didn't bring the guinea pig——

"Lord Son of God!"

The Golden Eagle Warrior's expression suddenly changed.

He wanted to refute, but he was afraid of the power of these magicians. I didn't dare to contradict him, but I was also afraid that disaster would really come.

After struggling for several times, my sense of responsibility defeated my fear:

"Honorable Lord Son of God, I believe what you say, but the ancient practice cannot be changed... In the past, some people once wanted to protect their companions, comrades, and lovers, but the terrible disaster soon swept away everything..."

"I said it was a disease! Not the devil!" Grete retorted loudly. He wanted to have a more serious face, but his acting skills were insufficient, and [Mechanized Mind] also limited his emotional fluctuations, preventing him from expressing anger or sadness:

"Even the plague girl has been killed, why are you still worried about this?"

"The plague maiden has never attacked the Eagle Kingdom... Dear Lord Son of God, with the blessing of the snake god, we can walk through the jungle without being troubled by diseases. But these lowland barbarians, they can't..."

"I am the Lord of Plague! If I say this is a disease, it is a disease! Do you believe what I say?!"

From all directions, laughter resounded uncontrollably once again.

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