The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 364: Plague City (middle)

The Plague Cage Morag is located in the southern part of the Eastern Plain. Looking down from the sky, it is like dug a large basin-shaped pit on the original plain with little undulations.

It's just that the drop between the bottom and the edge of the pit is nearly a few hundred meters.

Kěnéng felt that such measures were not enough. The King's Council even specially allocated funds to erect a circle of white walls tens of meters high called the Wall of Maria on the edge of the pit. The wall is about ten meters thick, and most of it is empty. It serves as a residence for the guards who guard Molag. The chapters of the novel are updated the fastest.

Also in order to prevent residents infected with the plague from escaping, there will be an inspection station about every three hundred meters in the Wall of Maria, which is responsible for observing the situation inside and sending off criminals from all over the eastern plain. Enter Morag.

This is Inspection Station No. 13.

Originally, this shíhòu was the shíhòubìjìng Morag, who was playing cards and chatting with the guards, only visited the whole station in the evening every day. Other shíhòu rarely had shíme incidents, and work was extremely leisurely.

But now there are a total of 130 guards in the inspection station on the 13th, and even the chances of sending distress signals to other inspection stations are all méiyǒu, so they are all put in...

"Professor Franken...is this really okay?"

Tennes looked at the frothy guards on the ground, and asked nervously.

"Of course there is a problem."

Franken, who was changing clothes for zìjǐ, confessed without hesitation: "If we are discovered by the King's Council, we will undoubtedly be thrown into the cube prison."

"Then don't do this kind of thing!"

A young man from a noble family wants to cry without tears.

"Compared with this, Tannis, don't you change your clothes soon?" Kamiyo felt completely guilty of this kind of thing. Anyway, méiyǒu killed those guards again, only to make them lose consciousness.

Although it has been several decades since the plague was cast to the present, both the Qiluo Wizard Tower and the King's Council have cracked this new type of undead magic.

In fact, after Morag was established as a forbidden place more than ten years ago, and new people who were not guilty of death but unforgivable were added to this plague cage, the two families almost stopped fighting the plague. The deciphering of the magic of the source is that many necromancers are curious about this magic, but they are often rushed to the ground by several extremely powerful pure white church branches around Morag before they get close.

Although it is impossible to decipher this magic, there is currently an effective way to heal the infected (Sevi’s detoxifying crystal is not included), but a certain degree of prevention is not a problem. The zhīdào inspection site also has a rule to go to Morag on time for on-site inspections, rúguǒ has no specific defense method, these guards are estimated to have quit their burdens long ago...

The best prevention method today is the protective clothing specially made by the Alchemy Division of the Qi Yao Mage Association.

This kind of clothing that looks a bit like a spacesuit has the dual effects of isolating diseases and preventing curses. And after a special enchantment. Nénggòu also greatly enhances the combat effectiveness of the wearer, and it is a great item for guards to patrol Morag.

What Franken and the others did at this time was to put on a protective suit over zìjǐ's clothing.

It's just that this guòg is obviously not smooth.

"Professor...is this kind of clothes of méiyǒu Xiaoyīdiǎn?"

Dooroth threw the white rubber trousers, which were too fat no matter how they looked, to the ground and asked helplessly.

"I really can't wear it... and this helmet is so heavy..." Riddle took off the metal hood and placed it on the ground. Said dejectedly.

"In that case." Franken looked okay. Except for the relatively thin body, which makes the protective clothing empty, there is basically no shíme problem.

He put on the hood. The urn said angrily: "Then you are hiding below, sitting on his shoulders alone, and wearing one for two."

Speaking, he also drew out the wand of zìjǐ, and clicked on the little guys. The element of wind suddenly became active all over them, making them feel that they were a lot lighter.

"While the hood protects against curses, it is also very resistant to magic. I can't temporarily enchant to reduce the weight, but this way, you can at least last a few hours."

After Franken finished speaking, he seemed to feel very mǎnyì what zìjǐ did and nodded: "It really is a good way."

""Yīdiǎn is not good! ""

After talking loudly with some friends of zìjǐ, Tannis felt that zìjǐ was more powerless.

Morag? Sage Street? Guchen Junk Shop

Claude Stein pushed open the wooden door with the store's name yīyàng so shabby that it exuded a stale smell, strode into the store, and greeted the bald old man who was sitting behind the counter and was wiping a crystal.

"Morning, old Maude." His freckled face showed a hearty smile that was completely different from that of this lifeless city: "Your weight has increased again. How heavy are you now?"

"Hmph, my weight will be as much as my profit." The old man confessed to him, and gently put the crystal in zìjǐ back into the sponge box.

"Then I wish you a successful weight loss earlier." Claude replied with a grin, and then looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there are others in and outside the shop, he leaned in front of the old man and whispered. One sentence: "Do you still have the same goods from last time?"

"The stinky boy last time you failed to escape and was caught back yǐjīng, the old man, I was almost cleaned up by those unreasonable guards. This time I came to shíme again. Haven't you enough pain?"

The old man blew his beard and stared and put the box back in the cabinet behind him: "rúguǒ is not Morag méiyǒu to be executed. You ran away many times and you were already cleaned up."

"Stay in this kind of city is different from death penalty~IndoMTL.com~ Claude answered without hesitation: "It's just the difference between dying early and dying late. "

"According to what your kid said, everyone is sentenced to death from the very beginning, early death yīdiǎn and late death yīdiǎn."

The old man also stopped his work, and persuaded Crowder: "I said you'd better live in peace, I heard the windmill talk about those masters in Baicheng last time, if you continue If this trouble continues, the guys in the windmill will come forward and kill you... You are not zhīdào in Morag, the masters in Baicheng are the biggest, and then the windmill and Heihe will cover the sky. If they really do, you To die is to die in vain."

"I have a reason to go out."

Claude was silent for a while and then his tone returned to firmness again: "My mother said before she died that my father must still be waiting for me in some corner of shìjiè. I must find him!"

"What then? Do you live with him?" the old man asked.

"No." Claude smashed his fist: "I'm going to punch him hard!" (To be continued...)