Chapter 236 Someone Is Coming! The Source of the Plague Has Been Revealed! ! !

The moment Gretel disappeared, Marcus Breno's legs weakened and he fell to his knees.

Only then did he feel terrible. My head felt dizzy and a little hot, and my throat hurt terribly. Every time I took a breath, it hurt from my nose to my chest. He took off his face mask and coughed hard. Half of the ground was phlegm and half of it was blood.

My right leg also started to throb with pain. Marcus reached out and touched it. It was hot.

There isn’t much time left…

When the little mage comes back with the guards, knights, and even the high-level mage, he won't be able to escape, let alone complete the mission!

Gotta hurry up!

Marcus pushed hard on the ground. The hard stone floor was shiny and covered with glass particles. He made two cuts with just one press. He didn't care, he checked the direction and headed towards the treasure room in two or three steps.

The large iron cabinet, which is as tall as one person, is still standing quietly. Marcus couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had hid and waited for the little mage to leave, and then calmly opened the cabinet, he might have gained better results. After all, who said that the little mage would definitely come in and open the cabinet?

But it's too late to think about this now. Marcus changed the weapon to an imitation of the [Dagger of Sanction], slashed the top and bottom, and cut open the iron cabinet with force. When he opened the cabinet door, a chill hit his face, making him shiver on the spot.

"Ah...ah sneeze!"

Marcus turned and sneezed. My head hurt more and my nose became more and more blocked. He looked carefully and saw that there were no jewels, dragon scales, or artifacts inside. They were all glass tubes, standing straight on the top floor of the cabinet, surrounded by air-conditioning that came from nowhere.

...What are these?

Dragon blood?

Dragon marrow?

Some kind of potion?

He took one and examined it carefully. There are dragons and phoenixes flying on the wall of the tube, and there are handwritten labels on them, but I still don’t recognize any of the words on them. Marcus wanted to pull it out and smell it, but as soon as he moved his hand, he heard a voice outside shouting:

"Boss! Boss, are you okay?"

The sound made the walls buzz. Marcus panicked, quickly grabbed a handful of pipes, put them in his arms, and closed the cabinet door. Take half a step back, identify the direction clearly, activate [Shadow Jump] again, and run away.

After running desperately for a while in the darkness, he turned around and saw a pure white beam of light falling from the sky, exactly where the previous laboratory was.

...It came so quickly! In such a short time, a high-level mage was invited!

run!

Marcus turned his head, disappeared into the darkness, and continued to run. On the other side, Gretel had been carried out of the portal, and his feet touched the ground outside the wall.

...Gretel was directly brought to the outer edge of the Mystery Lock by the teleportation technique. The light faded and he landed on his feet. The first thing he did was to add amplification magic to himself and shouted loudly:

"Come on! Help! Someone breaks into my laboratory! - They are going to spread the plague ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Laboratory pathogenic bacteria may be leaked and may cause infectious diseases. Report it to the guards decisively—no, in this world, report it to the Magic Council decisively!

Let the higher ups intervene! blockade! isolation! disinfect! Trend——

Of course, the ruler of the city must be called up to do this kind of thing!

The teleportation technique is fixed outside Igor's Mystery Lock. It's simply too good to be more to his liking!

Gretel shouted three times. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and a ray of white light shot straight down from the mage tower and enveloped him. Gretel quickly shouted:

"Don't touch me! Don't drag me! I'm stained too! Wait until I clean it up!"

God knows what this beam of light is - if it is just for lighting, it would be fine, but if it comes with teleportation and traction, if you pull him in now, you will get into trouble!

In order to show that he really needed cleaning, Gretel had already taken out a large bucket of disinfectant while shouting. The heavy bucket fell to the ground, and Gretel felt like an Amitabha in her heart, thanking her desperately:

Thanks to Archmage Tolga for the space bag;

Thanks to Babel for providing the electrolysis experimental conditions;

Thanks to Aurora for her daily trip to bring him disinfectant;

Thanks to his own habit of always carrying a bucket with him——

He opened the lid of the bucket, held his breath, and poured it on himself as hard as he could!

Half a list of infectious diseases!

Pathogenic bacteria in half a laboratory! ! !

God knows how much it got on you! ! !

If we don't finish the disinfecting quickly, it will be like bringing a moving god of plague to the core of the Magic Council! ! !

A basin!

A basin!

Another pot!

After three or five pots, I summoned the floating saucer, knocked down the disinfectant and poured it on top, and poured a full saucer. Although the floating saucer is called a saucer, it actually has a load-bearing capacity of 100 pounds. Turn over and pour it on your head!

After pouring it carefully, from the forehead to the soles of the feet, he took off his protective clothing and jumped to the side. Put the protective clothing into a special bag and use white fire to burn the grass and trees in this area——

Also be careful to stand upwind to prevent the disinfectant water from being heated and producing chlorine gas, which could poison you!

All work done. Gretel breathed a sigh of relief and crossed himself off the list of sources of infection. Then he took two intentional steps into the mystery lock, raised his head and shouted:

"I've cleaned up!"

The light beam shook twice. The secret lock was slightly opened, and a bone horse's hoofs were on fire as it ran out with a bang. Immediately, the Necromancer turned over and fell down. Before he could stand still, he hurriedly grabbed Gretel:

"Plague? What plague? Your laboratory? - You made it?!"

"Part of it is done!" Grete was going crazy with anxiety. He didn't care whether he recognized the person coming, but it would be nice if someone came forward to help:

"That guy invaded my laboratory! He knocked over everything I made! He also had a lot of it on him. If he ran into the city, it might be a big plague! Seven of the things I made Eight of them are serious infectious diseases!”

"How strong?"

"Better than dysentery!" Gray privileged that he had read his thesis - if he hadn't read it, he probably wouldn't be so anxious to ask:

"The things I made, at least five or six, are stronger than the dysentery in Heartland City! And they are all mixed together! If it spreads, it's hard to say which one it is, or several types mixed together!"

As he said this, he had already applied healing skills to himself with his backhand. One, and another, and another. The white light flashes continuously.

——When I was fighting just now, although I was wrapped in protective clothing from beginning to end, it was hard to say how much protection this leather protective clothing had! Not to mention that there was a gash in the back!

He doesn't want tuberculosis, he doesn't want anthrax, he doesn't want diphtheria or anything like that -

"Have you contracted the plague?"

Another somewhat familiar voice asked. Grete looked back and was overjoyed:

"Arch Mage Carlisle! You are here too! Hurry, gather people and seal off the surrounding area of ​​the laboratory! Then catch the guy who infiltrated. You must catch him. He must be seen alive and dead!

——Every place where the intruder passes must be disinfected, and everyone who has been in close contact must be isolated and observed! "

"I'm asking you!"

Archmage Carlisle is furious. Could he not be in a hurry: the moment the mage's armor was broken and the force field shield popped up, a warning signal was sent to him. As soon as I got up from the bed and before I put on my clothes, I heard Gretel shouting from outside the tower——

The mage who was monitoring the secrets forwarded it and started banging in his room!

I hurriedly ran out of the mage tower, but was rushed to the front by a necromancer! Bah, I know you guys in Black Crow Swamp are so evil that you want to abduct little Gretel all day long!

"I should be fine." Gretel threw five or six healing spells at once, and finally felt relieved and stopped temporarily:

"But the laboratory needs to be quick! If the blockade is late, it will be too late!"

"You said it would spread the plague, what evidence do you have?" Carlisle looked at him with burning eyes. Gretel opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to answer:

Everything is at the bottom of the mountain. Did you bring your own protective clothing? The disinfection was too thorough. He even stepped on his shoes in the disinfectant water a few times. At this time, the bacteria in the seams of the soles were probably killed.

Could it be that you tell the Great Master: Come with me down the mountain to have a look, and after the verification is completed, go up the mountain to find someone to work?

Hey, there it is!

Gretel suddenly slapped his forehead. He took out his wet protective clothing and opened the bird's beak, revealing the layers of carbon cores in the bird's beak. He looked at Archmage Carlisle for a moment, then turned his wrist and handed it to the Necromancer:

"Are you from the direction of the plague? Can you feel the plague seeds in this carbon core?"

The bone horse lowered its head, took the bird's beak, and handed it to the Necromancer. Its owner took the silver beak in his hand, closed his eyes and felt it for a moment, and his eyes lit up like a will-o'-the-wisp:

"Did you make this? You are so strong! Use these as casting materials for me, and destroying a village will definitely not be a problem!"

"Well……"

Gretel sweated. Archmage Carlisle looked at him, then at the necromancer, and his expression darkened on the spot. He took out a mechanical nightingale, pressed its beak, and shouted to the nightingale:

"Old Sam! Don't sleep! Get up! Call the patrol team, call the law enforcement team! Now, immediately! We will be in big trouble later!"

As soon as he let go, the nightingale flapped its wings and flew straight towards the Tower of Babel. Archmage Carlisle exhaled:

"I've called the people from the review committee, and they can mobilize the city defense directly. - What else do you need?"

"Look for priests, the more the better... We also need medical mages..." Gretel opened his hands and counted:

"Necromancer, do you have any protective clothing for facing the plague? Try to bring as many as possible. The people you arrest, especially those who are fighting in close combat with that guy, should try to wear protective clothing;

Ask Auro to lead people to make as much disinfectant as possible. One ton or two tons is not too much.

By the way, we need to make bleaching powder——"

"no problem!"

"no problem!"

The two archmages each responded. Carlisle gave an order, and one by one of his disciples were blasted into the air. Beside the Necromancer, the bone horse stomped back, not sure if he was going to spread the news or to get supplies.

Grete thought hard, and thought harder, and finally couldn't think of anything else missing, so he relaxed a little. He looked down the mountain eagerly. Seeing that he was still worried, Archmage Carlisle comforted him:

"Don't rush for a moment. When that old guy Most comes out, we can go down directly by airship. It's faster and takes less effort than me flying with you -"

"Waste of time." A low groan suddenly sounded next to him, and with dazzling lightning, the legendary mage from Thunder Horn slowly walked out. Archmage Carlisle immediately stepped aside and saluted:

"teacher!"

"Follow me." The Lord of Thunder nodded slightly to him and reached out to grab Gretel's wrist. On the other side, Archmage Carlisle had already caught up, stretched out his arm automatically and sent it to the teacher.

The lightning flashed away. Grete's eyesight dimmed and brightened, and when he regained his vision, he was already standing outside the laboratory wall with the two magicians. The sign "Gret Nordmark Biological Laboratory" is embedded in the wall, shining brightly.

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