Chapter 326 Tracing the Origin of the Plague, Protection Comes First

Archmage Edgar has one head and two heads.

Necromancers, especially the plague branch of the necromantic system, have never had a very good reputation. Every time there is some strange disease, plague, or unexplainable deaths, everyone’s first reaction is:

What happened to the plague branch again?

Who was cursed?

Are you testing new magic on living people?

Or did something in the lab get outside?

If it weren't for Black Crow Swamp to be really good at fighting, especially in group fights, I'd be afraid of being ostracized, and it would be a few extra points.

Here I have to praise Little Gretel. Since he published several papers on infectious diseases and plagues, proving the way plagues spread, and providing standard management practices for P4 laboratories, the necromancers have an additional weapon to refute.

Those people from the Plague Branch can raise their heads upright and say:

"My laboratory meets the standards! My laboratory management is strict enough! This plague/lesion/death has nothing to do with me!"

Who knows, not even two days of peace, this plague, the shadow of the necromantic plague curse has appeared again!

"Is the news accurate?" he asked the magician who reported him seriously. The messenger nodded heavily:

"Graia told me. She and I have studied in the same mage tower for seven years - the committee member asked her to send a message, saying that our committee members from Black Crow Swamp and Starlight have confirmed the existence of the curse. Tell us to clean up quickly."

Archmage Edgar understood. Since the necromancy review committee has personally seen it, it is certain that this plague originated from a magical curse. The purpose of sending someone to spread the word is just to catch a person of sufficient importance. Catch the murderer quickly, lest he fall into the hands of others and look bad.

Damn it, the plague branch had repeatedly issued orders before that it would suspend research if there was no laboratory or if it failed to pass the examination. Who was in the limelight?

He urged the phantom pony to follow the messenger towards the water source. The water sources of the water company in the 12 buildings where the plague broke out have long been under the control of the parliament. The Phantom Pony ran without any turning, climbing mountains and stepping on water, drawing a straight line on the map. It didn't take long for the two magic mounts to stop at the edge of a small lake.

"This is where your Excellency, the Commissioner, sensed the curse." The messenger pointed to the lake. Archmage Edgar groaned, got off his horse, walked to the lake and took a look, flew his hands and chanted a curse in a low voice.

A thin black light fell into the lake. Soon, the lake water began to boil slightly, and a series of bubbles appeared. Archmage Edgar waited patiently for a long time before he saw the black and green bubbles slowly gathering and getting closer with his gesture.

Archmage Edgar changed his gesture again. This time, the bubbles condensed and formed a coiled snake, sinking and floating on the water waves. Archmage Edgar narrowed his eyes slightly and carefully looked at the scale pattern on the little snake. After a while, he waved his hand and whistled.

The little snake turned around and swam to the shore. Unfortunately, the overgrown lakeshore is not its home, nor is the dry creek. I saw the little snake swimming, and the green scales on its body were reduced one by one, as if scattered in the grass.

After walking only about a hundred meters, the whole body of the little snake became illusory, as if it was something or not. Archmage Edgar snorted and waved it away:

"It's still a bit cunning. The source of the plague is still ahead - let's go!"

Although the little snake made of magic could not hold out too far, it had already pointed them in the direction. The two magicians walked up the river ditch and climbed halfway up the mountain, paying attention to the traces of the water flow. They kept casting magic to find the source of the disease, and soon found the target in the bushes.

It was a dead beast. After many days, it has become so rotten that the original shape is almost no longer visible. Archmage Edgar chanted two incantations, waved his hand, and heard a buzzing sound, and a large group of flies flew up from the bushes.

The beast's corpse rose to its feet. The white bones were torn apart, the carrion was broken, and they built themselves into the shape they had been in life. His head turned around aimlessly, and finally he lowered his head and dug into the soil with his fangs.

"Oh, it turns out to be a wild boar." The Archmage nodded. The mystery of why the wild boar died so long before the plague broke out in the city was also solved: the wild boar did not die in the lake at the water source, but died on the mountain, and the disease seeds were washed away by the rain. He glanced around casually:

"Go and find all your brothers and sisters!"

He casually shot a black light into the body of the bone-white boar. The wild boar circled twice, changed direction, and started running towards the top of the mountain ridge. The Archmage followed leisurely, still using magic to speed it up. However, after climbing over two mountains, his face soon became ugly:

The wild boar brought them to a water source recently designated by the Department of Public Health to supply the entire city of Nevis!

The wild boar sniffs east and west, moving forward. Soon, a dead mouse was dug up near the water source, and after a while, another, and another. After three or five dead rats appeared, Archmage Edgar was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He raised his hand and a strong black light fell:

"Go and find them all!"

The bone rats scattered. Rats are small and flexible, much faster than wild boars. Soon, Archmage Edgar and Master Edgar found twenty or thirty dead rats. The two closest to the water source died less than ten meters away from the reservoir!

Using magic to test the time of death, the mice died nearly a week earlier than the wild boar. If this disease rushes into the water and pollutes the reservoir, the entire city will suffer!

Archmage Edgar cast a spell towards the reservoir. The same spell as before at the lakeside fell into the reservoir, but instead of stirring up black and green bubbles, a burst of vibrant light green aura arose. Looking again, the water plants at the bottom of the lake are swaying gently, killing, filtering, and cleaning. They are plants specially cultivated by the Order of the God of Nature to purify water bodies.

Even if a few disease seeds enter the reservoir, these plants will be able to eliminate them all.

In the hundreds of storage tanks at the end, Gretel's apprentices change bleach bottles every three days and test the water quality every three days; the biogas pools in the slums are full of flames and provide free boiling water all year round. The three lines of defense are connected one by one to protect the safety of the citizens of Nevis City.

Fortunately, there are centralized water supply facilities, and fortunately there are precautions in advance... Maybe the curser found that the rats were ineffective, so he changed the target and activated the spell?

Archmage Edgar let out a long breath. He changed his gestures and fired several more spells, landing on the bone boar and bone rats. Finally, he raised his hand vigorously:

"Go to the source of your curse!"

The wild boars and rats fell to the ground silently, disintegrating into bones. In the bone pile, dozens of broken bones rustled together, forming several white-bone crows that spread their wings and flew up.

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