Volume 11: The Cursed Hammer Witch Chapter 18 Disaster
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The plague is being manipulated.
Repeatedly observing the last moment of the image transmitted by No. 6, looking at the shadow of the white robe and the red mark on the slender palm, the Dragon Slayer's expression was uncertain, and he let the dragon riders scream in fear in the magic net.
'This is number four! Number six has lost contact! Number six has lost contact! It has been confirmed that there is a super high-energy dangerous target in the provincial capital. Our mission cannot continue. The barrier of the provincial capital has now dispersed. Those plague monsters are now wearing armor, just like our imperial guards. They are rushing down the river by boat towards the three border passes. The plague armies in other cities have also begun to move. They are all rushing down the river by boat. We have no way to intercept them in the delta! '
'This is number one! The plague monsters are overdrawing their lives to create boats, or simply filling them with human bones and flesh to make human boats! Oh my god, they took out the human lungs separately and solidified them, and now they are using them as air cushions around the house and starting to drift! Do these monsters still have even a little humanity in their hearts? Using alveoli as air cushions! But to be fair, this behavior is really too creative. At least I can't think of this way of crossing the river even in my nightmares. It's scary that they can't even drive a few boats, but they can directly make this kind of thing...'
'This is number three! Those monsters are getting up again! They are dead but they are getting up! I saw the army and people in other satellite cities evacuating, but a group of wild beasts rushed out of the forest and intercepted them all. I am watching the transformation now, but it is really strange. There is no onset period. It is really inexplicable that they turned into carriers of the plague in the process. They were even fighting with swords just now, and now they have become like this.'
"...Didn't you notice?"
Listening to the report from the magic network, the elves looked at the dragons with increasingly ugly expressions.
He finally understood why the virus was so terrible . Just now, they had lost their teammates, and they should have applied directly to him for the follow-up regulations. However, except for the first four who said a few words, the others continued the previous mission as if nothing had happened.
Perhaps for these dragons with broken souls, nothing really happened just now, or perhaps it happened but it was not worth paying attention to. However, for this kind of plague whose true identity was unknown, the Dragon Slayer felt that he should try harder, at least to find out the mental state of these infected bodies from these precious specimens that could communicate. He felt that there seemed to be some opportunity here, so he directly questioned the brains of those dragons.
"Don't you think the voice in your head just now is problematic? Didn't you realize that number six was dead just now?"
"But isn't it normal for us to have voices in our heads? Isn't it normal for number six to die? What's wrong with us?"
"…What did you say? It's normal?"
Is this really communicative?
The Dragon Slayer was slightly stunned by the dragons' reactions.
On the other hand, the dragons' voices seemed to be filled with anger and resentment, as if they were dissatisfied with their actions being questioned.
"Master Dragon Slayer, we have completed the mission as you ordered. We have no problem."
How could we go wrong?
Snowflakes gradually appeared in the surveillance screen, a faint white light gradually emerged around the sky, and a white figure appeared in the dragon's sight.
But the giant dragon didn't seem to see the white shadow. In his world, everything seemed normal. He continued to complain in the magic net, saying some useless and depressing words, as if he was really just complaining about the current world and life.
'I think that's very unfair.'
It's really unfair.
The dragon's voice gradually became hoarse and distorted in the magic net, and the interference on the screen became more and more serious.
Amid the severe sound of electricity and the crackling noise, the dragon's vision was distorted and strange , and all it could see was a white hand gradually reaching out. The red mark shone in the palm, bringing an inexplicable mystery and charm. The dragon's impatient voice also sounded from the magic net.
'There is no problem here! I repeat, there is really no problem here! Didn't we get your trust from the beginning, Dragon Slayer? Yes, you are an elf from the era of the Magic Emperor. You used inexplicable technology to control the dragons and even created such a great profession as the Dragon Knight. But what about us? We only have fifteen days to live. We have no hope of surviving. We just want you to be nicer. Isn't that okay?'
"Yes, I also think that the Dragon Slayer is going too far."
"There's nothing here, how can there be a plague? Aren't you a little too nervous?"
"You're wasting our dragon knights' lives just for something that doesn't exist? Are you underestimating us?"
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Since it has been confirmed that the enemy leader is capable, there is no need for the dragon that may rebel at any time to exist.
The Dragon Slayer sat in the command room, looking at the screens full of snowflakes, and pressed a button with a grim expression. The shouting and yelling in the magic network all stopped abruptly, and only the screens seemed to be still, and the snowflakes disappeared. After a while, the images on the screens gradually became lively, and they began to wander in the air in a dull manner along a fixed route, constantly scanning the surrounding land. There was no ordinary human spirituality anymore, only a mechanically processed dullness.
This was a precautionary measure that had been prepared long ago. Facing such a powerful and terrifying monster, since there was no way to trust the human soul, it was better to just use it as a machine. Although this behavior was wasteful, in this situation, any hesitation would lead to death. The Dragon Slayer, who had accompanied the Magic Emperor through countless battlefields, would naturally not make any mistakes in such small details.
A bunch of useless trash, and they gave someone a dragon for nothing.
Watching the giant dragon No. 4 on the screen quickly regaining its vitality and hovering in the air to clear the way for the plague beasts, the elf pressed a button with a skull symbol expressionlessly. The giant dragon in the mechanized sight trembled violently in the air, and then fell to the ground like a stone.
Then, within tens of seconds, countless bubbles and high temperatures gradually spread through all the flesh and scales, and the entire dragon's body quietly boiled and dissolved, turning into a disgusting, sticky foam. It quickly dissolved into a ball of gravy and seeped into the ground. The huge dragon was soon left with only a dry skeleton and a series of wires and iron sheets inside, which were blown into pieces in the next small explosion.
"Be proud for a while, plague of space, your good days will soon be over."
Looking at the plague beasts gradually wriggling on the screen, the elf connected to the magic network communication of the three border checkpoints with an expressionless face.
