"I, Dragon Mercy, Little Pastor, what is this?"

The priest raised his head and looked at the red dragon in front of him, which was bigger than his house. The Adam's apple rolled and swallowed his saliva. At this time, he heard the red dragon's question and stuttered, "Yes... it's the impure potion."

"Unsize potion, emmmmm..."

Jose then asked, "So how to use this impotence potion and how to make it?"

When talking about the production method, the pastor suddenly woke up and said, "I don't know how it was made. Our mission is to use scattered potions to treat the wounded."

After a pause, he continued: "With an hour after being injured by the undead, applying the impotence potion to the wound can prevent infection of the Sleeping Abyss Curse. That's what we did."

"All right."

Jose nodded and walked away. A lower-level priest could not ask anything. If you want a real guy, you have to discuss with the senior leaders of the Pompeii Empire, such as Dalebo, the commander of the Dawn Legion.

The priest stared at the red dragon and looked away for a while and felt something was wrong: "Oh?! My potion..."

Honglong observed the wounded area for a while, turned around and saw that Dalebo's remote meeting was over, and walked towards him with his legs raised.

He walked to Dalebo and raised the pot of potion in his hand. This potion that ordinary people could not lift in one hand looked like a peanut in the hands of Honglong.

"My Excellency Dalebo, I will just say, how many of this Pompeii Empire is?"

After taking a look at the pot of potion, Dalebo understood what was going on. After all, fighting against the undead cursed by the Smile Abyss, the impotence potion is really important.

He shook his head: "His Excellency Jose, you have found the wrong person. If you want the perfect medicine, you have to find the Justice Church. This thing was created by the Justice Church."

"Well, um... is it convenient to disclose some information? At what cost does the Pompeii Empire exchange for the Church of Justice for the impure potion?"

"It's nothing to tell you, you'll know later anyway. A can of ten gold coins, as far as I know, is already the cost price."

Dalebo continued: "In terms of fighting the dead, the Justice Church will not cheat everyone."

"It is worthy of being the Church of Justice," Jose nodded, and at the same time, a strange thing flashed in his eyes. He keenly sensed a message from Dalebo's words.

In terms of fighting the undead, the Justice Church will not cheat everyone, that is to say, if it weren’t for the Undead, the Justice Church will cheat people.

Some unpleasant things happened to the Pompeii Empire and the Church of Justice. According to Dalebo's tone, the Pompeii Empire suffered a small loss.

Now is not the time to gossip about the past between the Pompei Empire and the Church of Justice. He looked at the pot of impurity potion in his hand. Judging from the results of his observation just now, this pot of impurity can cure about 100 minor injuries, which means that the cost of applying impurity potion once is about ten silver coins.

This price is not too expensive, but it is not cheap either.

Jose felt a little tooth pain. If it were in the past, he would have to buy a hundred thousand or eighty thousand to stock up in the warehouse. Now the Kingdom of Forse is the time when the treasury is empty.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "Life is not easy..."

"What?"

"Nothing, what about the internal discussions of the Pompei Empire just now?"

Dalebo shrugged: "His Majesty the Emperor is discussing with others and notified the major forces. I think it will take a long time to hold another rally."

"Not mentioning this, Lord Jose, let's go and have a look together," Dalebo pointed in the direction of the retreat of the undead in the distance.

On the edge of the cold rock wall, a cave is black, like a esophagus of a poisonous snake.

"Okay, go and have a look."

Yilong and his men immediately walked towards the cave. As they walked, they both noticed the changes in the land under their feet.

The soil in deep dark areas is very different from the surface soil. The soil in dark areas is relatively humid, with an lingering smell of plant corruption.

In any case, the soil in the deep dark areas can also grow plants, but the soil that the undead has stepped on is different. The corruption in the soil becomes stronger and stronger. It is not the corruption of the plants, but the corruption after being submerged in corpses, and the soil is dry and cracked.

"The land here was polluted by the necrotic energy and lost its life," Jose felt solemn in his heart.

The nickname of the enemy of the undead is veritable. Not only do they hate the living, but even the land they walk through will be polluted by the undead energy and cannot continue to grow plants.

Of course, some undead will not cause land pollution. They must be large-scale, or strong enough undead pass by. Only when the overflowing undead energy can the soil penetrate into the soil, causing the plants to die and the earth to lose vitality. Such a land is called the withered soil.

Without external intervention, nature will take two or three hundred years to heal the withered soil and restore the ecology. Before the ecology is restored, the withered soil is harmful to organisms.

Red Dragon and Dalebo are both powerful legendary powerhouses. The remaining death energy on the withered soil naturally does not pose a threat to both of them. One dragon and one person directly drilled into the cave and marched into the depths of the cave.

The entrance to the cave is very large, and the narrower it gets inside. Finally, the red dragon has to turn into a dragon-man form and explore the tortuous tunnel side by side with Dalebo.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Yilong and his men saw a slight light in the distance. They were shocked and they were almost approaching the end of the tunnel.

Not long after, Red Dragon and Dalebo walked out of the tunnel and came to another dark area.

Seeing the scene in front of him, a dragon and a man couldn't help but frown. In the empty and dark area, the withered soil replaced the originally healthy land. The withered and black torso fell on the ground, and some were still rooted in the ground, like dead unyielding warriors.

"This dark area is gone, and neither animals nor plants can survive," Jose couldn't help feeling a little sad. It was originally possible that residents could be moved to build villages and farmland like other dark areas, but the undead destroyed all this.

As soon as he thought of this, he became more and more sure of his determination to attack the dead, and the land of the Kingdom of Forse lost his life as before.

After a glance, no trace of the undead was found in the dark area. I thought that all the undead were absorbed into the undead army and died in the battle with the Red Dragon and the Dawn Legion just now.

Next to the Red Dragon, Dalebo's eyes were shady and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he said quietly, "His Excellency Jose, have you ever been to the undead plane?"

"No, why, have you been there?"

Dalebo nodded: "I have been there, and at that time I took the Dawn Legion to fight with the demons on the battlefield of bloody battles. Once, a legendary lich attacked us. We found his lair and entered the plane of the undead to take revenge."

"That undead plane..., the sky is gray, the earth is bare, and the skeletons wander in the wind and sand... You have never seen such a scene, and you will never imagine it, but I have a deep understanding of that kind of depression and despair."

"It is precisely because of that experience that I volunteered to be the commander to come here. I will never let Tedanoer become a world that loses hope."

"Yes, that's why we gathered together," Jose couldn't help but agree with Daleb.

Both sides have different races, different positions, and even guard against each other in their hearts, but at least one thing is that both sides have a highly consistent position on the undead.

The red dragon glanced at the dark area that was empty like a miniature undead plane and said lightly: "Let's go, go back, that elf undead may not have gone far, and we are not worth continuing to venture."

"Um."

It takes you to leave when you come, but it is much easier to go back. The spell from the red dragon's mouth is chanted quickly, and the gorgeous purple magic energy surges out of the void and condenses into a mysterious and gorgeous teleportation array.

After entering the legend, Jose teleported more and more easily, teleporting back to an area you just passed by, and even without the space mark, he was confident.

In the gorgeous purple magic energy, a dragon and one person appeared in the base camp.

At this time, the soldiers of the Dawn Legion had already set up camps on the edge of the spider web forest, burning fire and cooking. They must be prepared for a protracted war when fighting the undead. Everyone has regarded this as a vanguard camp to explore the areas occupied by the undead.

Seeing that Dalebo returned, someone came to report immediately.

"Report to the commander of the Legion, five people died and twenty-one injured in this battle. It is roughly estimated that 80,000 undead spirits will be wiped out, of which no less than three hundred high-level undead spirits are above the level."

No matter how you look at it, it is an absolute victory. Even Dalebo cannot demand anything. He nodded: "Very good, let's start exploring and investigate the spread of the undead."

"Sir, the Legion came in a hurry and did not carry enough purification potions."

Withered soil is harmful to living things, and long-term staying will cause various problems. Purification agents can eliminate most adverse reactions in withered soil. Therefore, if there is no purification agent, the exploration work cannot be carried out.

Dalebo frowned: "How many purifying agents does the Legion carry at present?"

"Four hundred and seventy purifying potions, if you persist, there are seven hundred higher holy waters that can achieve the same effect."

"No need, the higher holy water blessed by the bishop is too precious. It is a waste to use it in exploration. Select elites to form exploration teams and distribute purification potions..."

After Dalebo issued the order, Jose offered his farewell, and he was following the Dawn Army to see the situation.

According to the results of the last meeting, the Kingdom of Forse is mainly responsible for logistics and will only engage in battle at special moments. For example, the natural disaster of the undead has completely exploded, and the elite of major forces is not enough, so a large number of soldiers are required to go to the front line to fight.

The Red Dragon Teleportation returned to the dark area where the Gangshou Castle was located and came to the portal area. The activated portal is still running, and various resources of war objects continue to come to this dark area.

"Your Majesty," the prime minister of the kingdom, Ergou bowed to the returning red dragon.

Jose nodded and asked, "Nothing happened, right?"

"Nothing unexpected happened, everyone cooperated very well, but..."

After pausing, Ergou said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, these southerners look down on us, their words and deeds are a little unreasonable, and the soldiers are a little dissatisfied. If this continues, something may happen."

Jose raised his eyebrows. The south is the most prosperous area of ​​Tedanor and the political, economic and cultural center of the mainland. This has caused some southerners to be arrogant. Not to mention "barbaric monsters" such as werewolves, kobolds, ogres, etc., even northerners who are humans will be discriminated against by southerners.

It is normal to be discriminated against, but this does not mean that the "barbaric monster" has no temper.

Jose whispered, "Look at it, treat those with better attitudes normally, and those with poor attitudes and rudeness, write them down and give them the worst ingredients. Don't make them too obvious... and don't starve them. After all, they have also protected the Kingdom of Fosse in disguise when dealing with the undead, although this is not their original intention."

"In addition, if those guys are too much, don't be polite. They just ask everyone to be careful and it will be difficult to kill people. Try to make a single duel..."

Ergou nodded repeatedly when he heard this, and he was worthy of being His Majesty. He thought about it comprehensively and thoughtfully.

It is worth mentioning that Red Dragon said that he was confident to greet with his fists. The monster soldiers who could participate in guarding the portal were all elite, and their combat power was generally above the middle level, and it was not uncommon for high-level level.

In terms of individual soldiers' qualities, even elite soldiers like the Dawn Legion, if they remove the excellent equipment, they may not be opponents of monster soldiers.

This is true for the Dawn Legion, not to mention the others.

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Time passes little by little, and time comes three days later.

During these three days, the leaders of all parties were interested in restraining their subordinates and preventing the alliance that was temporarily pieced together for common purposes from collapse. Therefore, although the various forces were not harmonious, there was no chaos.

There was no trouble among the forces, but there was trouble in dealing with the undead. It was not that the undead resisted fiercely, but that the undead did not resist, as if the human world had evaporated.

In addition to the initial battle of the Dawn Legion, the largest undead encountered during the exploration process were only 200, and only 200 were once, most of them were scattered undeads.

Regarding this abnormal phenomenon, the frontline commanders of major forces held many discussions, discussing it almost once a day, and sharing news in the venue.

Today is time for routine communication again.

In a void, several magical projections gathered together and formed a circle, with red dragons among them.

"Everyone, the cunning enemies have been hiding. In the past three days, our search can be said to have found nothing."

"This can't continue. We must think of a way to find the hidden dead souls!"

"It's light, and the dark area is well-connected. Where can I find it? How to find it? Who will I send to find it?"

“…”

Everyone quarreled fiercely, and Jose watched from the side. The Kingdom of Forse was mainly responsible for logistics. Before the natural disaster of the undead broke out, he just sent supplies and touched the fish.

Next to the Red Dragon, Dalebo, the deputy commander of the Dawn Legion, was also watching. Unlike the Red Dragon, Dalebo disdains to argue. The purpose of attending the party is only to obtain information explored by all parties.

Just when Red Dragon thought the rally was as incomplete as ever, Dalebo clapped his hands: "Everyone, calm down, listen to me."
Chapter completed!