The Dean Has Arrived

The Plague Cage Morag is located in the southern part of the eastern plain. From above, it looks like a large basin-shaped pit was dug on the plain undulating plain.

It's just that the drop between the bottom and the edge of the pit is nearly several 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 novel chapters are updated fastest.

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

This is the thirteenth inspection station.

Originally, this shíhòu was the shíhòubìjìng Morag who was playing cards and chatting with the group of guards. Only once a day the whole station was inspected in the evening. Other shíhòu would hardly have shíme incidents and work extremely freely.

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 placed...

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

Tannis looked at the frothy guards on the ground, and couldn't help asking 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 teenager from a nobleman wanted to cry without tears.

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

Although it has been decades since the source of 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 put into this plague cage, the two families almost stopped talking about the source of the plague. The deciphering of magic is that many necromancers are curious about this magic, but they are often rushed by several extremely powerful white church branches around Morag before they get close.

However, although it is impossible to decipher this magic, there is currently a méiyǒushíme 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 regulations to go to Morag on time for on-site inspections, rúguǒ has no specific defense method, these guards are estimated to have quit the burden 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 the disease and preventing curses.And after a special enchantment.Also nénggòu greatly enhances the combat effectiveness of the wearer, and it is great to be used as a special item for guards to patrol Morag.

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

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

"Professor...is this kind of clothes of méiyǒu little yīdiǎn?"

Dorothy threw the white rubber trousers that were too fat no matter how they looked, to the ground, asking 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 his hood.The urn said angrily: "Then you are hiding below, sitting on his shoulders alone, and wearing one for two."

As he said that, he took out the wand of zìjǐ and tapped it on the little guys, and 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 it to reduce the weight, but this way, you can at least last a few hours."

After Franken finished speaking, he seemed to nodded his head very much at what zìjǐ had done: "It really is a good way."

""Yīdiǎn is not good!""

After talking loudly with a few friends, 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 very different from this lifeless city: "Your weight has increased again. How heavy are you now?"

"Hmph, my weight will be as much as my profit is." 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: " Do you still have the same goods from last time?"

"The last time you failed to escape, the stinky boy 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 I suffered enough?"

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 cleaned up.

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

"According to what your kid said, everyone is sentenced to death from the very beginning of birth. It's yīdiǎn and late yīdiǎn."

The old man also stopped his work and persuaded Crowder: "I said you'd better live in peace. The last time I heard the windmill talk about the masters in Baicheng, if you continue to make trouble like this , The guys in the windmill are about to come forward and kill you... You are not zhīdào in Morag, the masters in Baicheng are the biggest, and then the windmill and Heihe cover the sky. If they do it, you will die too. Dead for nothing."

"I have a reason to go out."

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

"What then? Live with him?" the old man asked.

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