Chapter 928 Foreigners Who Bring Death Are Not Allowed to Move Forward!

Grete looked at the distant mountains with a serious face, and his mind was full of thoughts. Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Laton had already run out a few steps and wanted to stop him to ask a question, but he immediately stopped:

"Laton! Stop! Close your eyes! Hold your breath!"

He mobilized a little power of [Command Technique] while shouting, and the indigenous boy immediately froze in place with a command and a movement. Immediately afterwards, the cleaning technique was gently brushed over the whole body, and with a splash, a big water ball was poured directly on the head...

Before Mr. Raton had time to shiver, another round of cleaning magic swept through him, sweeping up the disinfectant on his head, body, and feet, and sprayed it directly into the forest glade. Near the indigenous boy, Bernard stood still and turned around, showing a nostalgic smile:

Not long after arriving in Nevis, when setting up the first laboratory, Grete was like this, leading him to splash disinfectant around every day...

After pouring the disinfectant, Grete stood up straight and continued to look up at the dark mountain peaks. If he was in Nevis and heard that an entire village was dead, he would definitely go and have a look to nip the plague in the bud;

But now, now... He felt uneasy if he didn't take a look; if he did, it would probably be a bottomless pit, and he didn't know how much energy and time it would take.

Lin En is still waiting for him to save her!

With light steps behind her, Cerela walked to him through the snow, and quietly looked up to the top of the mountain with him. After looking at it for a moment, he whispered:

"Let's go and see it early tomorrow morning! We only see one tribe, no matter what the situation is, and then leave. If we work harder, we can still gain back the time even if we run 12 hours a day..."

Gretel nodded heavily. He returned to the mage's hut and fell asleep. There is no way, spell casters have this limitation. In order to have spells available the next day, they must ensure enough sleep time...

When the first ray of sunlight illuminated the top of the mountain, Grete and Serira both took off. Behind Gretel, a pair of golden-red dragon wings flapped powerfully, providing him with enough lift that he could even lift the indigenous boy.

Raton was floating in the air, one arm was pulled by Gretel, and the other arm was waving in the air, shouting:

"It's right here! It's this direction!"

"Lower! Lower! They should be living in a cave at this time. The location of the cave is lower, not on the top of the mountain..."

"Turn to the side..."

Under the guidance of the natives, Gretel quickly passed through the woods and landed at the entrance of the cave. Just two steps after landing, Gretel's face turned serious:

The leather curtain covering the entrance of the cave has been opened by the forerunners. The smell of death, filth, and putridity gushed out almost as if it were erupting from the cave. The moss on the cave wall, the flies and beetles crawling around, everything told him:

There is a lot of death here!

There are many!

a lot of!

a lot of!

Without thinking, Gretel quickly added defensive spells for himself, Cerela and Raton. Alas, now that he is too delicate, he is no longer willing to wear full-body protective clothing. As long as it can be solved with magic, then use magic to solve it:

Bubble technique!

Apply another layer of whirlwind!

Hey, it's a pity that the Fire Wall Technique has not been practiced to the level of Senior Brother. It sticks to the body in a thin layer and does not affect anything such as vision and hearing. With that thing there, all filth can be burned away, and you won’t be afraid of any infectious diseases——

What bacteria or virus could successfully infect him even after being burned by hundreds of degrees of heat?

After doing this, Gretel pointed forward, and the secret eyeball floated in. The light curtain unfolded, and Cerela and the indigenous boy gasped at the same time:

corpse.

It was all corpses.

The layers are stacked on top of each other, the wife is next to the husband, the mother is holding the child, horizontally, vertically, diagonally, and they bend down and fall down halfway...

"So many people died..." From the rear right, Laton was so shocked that his voice trembled:

"There are two to three hundred people in the Blue Sheep tribe...how many people have died...can't they all be dead..."

The arcane eye ball continued to fly. The camera went deep into the cave, and more corpses began to appear on the light screen: in every small fire pit, in every area separated by stones and used as a small family territory, there was more than one corpse lying down.

The faces and skin of those who had been dead for several days had begun to rot and deform, and it was impossible to tell what the cause of death was. But people who have recently died can see dense blisters on their faces and hands, festering and leaking pus, making their entire faces somewhat deformed.

"smallpox."

Grete looked serious and softly uttered a word. Thank God it was smallpox. People who came from the Kingdom of Kent had all been vaccinated with cowpox before boarding the ship. Even those from earlier years, I have the impression that there was someone dedicated to vaccinate them?

That means that these natives are not infected by people from the Kingdom of Kent, and immigrants from the Kingdom will not be affected...

Serila nodded heavily beside him. Only Raton stared at the light screen until the light ball reached the bottom of the cave, then he squatted down in frustration:

"Dead... Really all dead... Even the Great Witch Festival is dead. This tribe has been completely destroyed..."

Gretel was relieved instead. If they are all dead, there will be no possibility of transmission. Unless someone runs around during the disease, it should not be transmitted to other places——

He stretched out his hand forward and threw an oil spell into the cave. After a pause, another one came. It wasn't until the effect was the same as the Grease spell, except that the created liquid was highly flammable, that it covered the entire cave, then he flicked his fingertips and a wall of fire flew out.

boom!

The golden red flames rose high and were sealed outside by the fire wall technique. Grete turned around and grabbed Raton, stomping his feet hard, and Dragon Wings appeared behind him again:

"Walk!"

They quickly flew back to their campsite and continued to climb mountains and ridges under the guidance of nature. Riding horses and flying, they stood on the last mountain ridge that evening, looking far into the great plain shrouded in the setting sun.

"The clock of good fortune is beautiful, the yin and yang separate the dusk..."

Gretel looked far into the distance, looking at the endless plains beneath his feet, and couldn't help but sigh softly. The mountain ridges behind were completely shrouded in shadow, while the plains spread out to the horizon at their feet, and the whole thing was coated with a gentle golden light by the setting sun.

With such a vast plain and such a rich water system, how many fields can be cultivated and how many people can be fed?

If open to farming, this place can become the granary of the world...

But if smallpox had continued to spread, it might have been destroyed. Or, if it spread from the south, from the area occupied by the Glorious Holy See, then the indigenous people on this land would have faced tragic deaths long ago?

They activated their flying skills and were supported by the airflow on the hillside, gliding all the way down. With both feet on the ground, Gretel had just found a big tree and began to communicate with nature and confirm the direction. From a distance, a group of indigenous warriors rushed over.

"Don't go ahead!" Their faces were smeared with colorful paint, and they had feather crowns on their heads, waving battle axes made of steel and obsidian:

"Strangers who bring death! Go back! Go back! Don't enter our territory!"

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