I quietly pushed away the bushes, and what appeared before me was a small human town.

Houses made of red bricks are neatly arranged on both sides of the road, and plague cauldrons with faint green light can be seen everywhere on the road. A large group of evil believers wearing black gold-edged robes and sheep's heads are escorting a group of panic-like civilians to slowly enter the town from our feet, that is, the south side of the town.

I quickly locked in the leader of the escort team. His black robe not only embroidered with gold edges, but also made of plague flowers. It was the symbol of the church of the Source of Plague and what they believed to be the incarnation of Strad.

There is no doubt that the roar he just said was the one whom the poor human civilians were the offerings they offered to the Supreme Lord, Strad.

I thought about the usual methods of the Source of the Plague, and finally couldn't help but sigh. It's not that I have never seen a bloody and cruel live sacrifice, but the methods of the Source of the Plague must be even more cruel than this.

"Let's go, Hill," I whispered to my companions, "we have to find a way to kill two churchgoers and then mingle with this team."

"What should those civilians do, Sarah?" Hickrad seemed a little distressed, "I can't watch them die in front of me."

"Accept reality, Hill," I sighed, "This is not a perfect hero novel, nor are we bright and righteous heroes. For our goals, we can only sacrifice these civilians."

Upon hearing this, Hickrad covered his head in pain. He grabbed his hair with both hands tightly, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands burst out due to excessive force.

I squatted aside and didn't say anything anymore. This is Hickrad's personality. He is kind and enthusiastic by nature. It is the best choice to let him use this method to release the pressure and pain in his heart.

His suppressed low growl suddenly sounded among the woodland. Fortunately, there were no people from the source of the plague nearby, otherwise we would have to meet Strad.

It took a while before he put down his arm as free, "Let's go, Sarah," he looked at me weakly, and said with difficulty, "I... listen to you."

"Let's go," I didn't say much, just patted him on the shoulder, and any extra words would cause secondary damage to this kind guy.

With the help of the cover of the bushes, we quietly followed not far behind the escort team. As the team got closer and closer to the town, there were more and more guards from the source of plagues around us. We had to be more careful to avoid these scattered posts and patrol soldiers.

"alright!"

The priest in high robes suddenly stopped at the gate of the town, "Everyone listens," he said loudly, "We will rest in the town for a night, tomorrow night, when the fog is the most intense, I need you in this assembly, and we will enter the ground together and offer these untouchables to the Supreme Lord of God! For Strad!"

"For Strad!"

All the believers wearing sheep's heads shouted slogans, and although their faces were covered by the shadows of the sheep's heads, I could see everything from those passionate eyes.

"Okay, let's all be separated," the leader waved his hand, "You, and you, you both go and put these sacrifices into prison."

He pointed to two believers who were closer to him and ordered them. The two believers were stunned for a moment, and then bowed with great excitement, "Abide by your will, the plague messenger Feira."

Others also looked at them with jealous eyes, as if it was a very glorious thing to do for the plague messenger Feila.

After the plague messenger Feila gave the order, he hurriedly left the gate of the town and went deep into the town. After he left, the other believers also scattered and walked through the gate in all directions.

Only the two believers who were called by Phella remained in place. They began to drive away these poor civilians like herders driving cattle and sheep on the Megray grassland.

"Our opportunity is here," I elbowed Hickrad on the side, and pointed to the two believers who were escorting the prisoners into the gate, "kill them and replace them."

"Good idea," Hickrad nodded when he heard this, "but they will have church members they know, which will be a big flaw."

"I know, but we don't have any other better way, the greater the risk, the greater the reward."

"I get it," Hickrad took a deep breath, "Let's go, Sarah."

I smiled at this old friend with relief and touched the town gate with him. How to cross this gate was our first problem.

As the secret base of the source of plague, the gate of this town can be said to be heavily guarded. In front of the closed gate are four soldiers wearing heavy gray-black armor and sheep-shaped helmets. Their armor is also carved with various religious reliefs, and there is a black and golden plague flower in the center of their chest.

In addition to this set of heavy armor that looks extremely thick, these soldiers also hold a thick kite shield on one side, and a mace that looks extremely evil in the other hand. The terrifying hammer is constantly surging with dark green plague energy. I have no doubt that this hammer can easily knock open the head of ordinary people.

In addition to these heavily armed heavy soldiers, the walls of the town were also covered with soldiers wearing leather armor and holding plague energy rifles, not to mention a flesh-and-blooded giant standing behind the gate. Only the madman would choose to break through this front.

"Follow me," I waved to Hicklad, "we need to find a place with a little weak defense."

I planned to find a section of the city wall where there were no soldiers on guard, and then use the power of the wind to send us up and enter the town before the other soldiers discovered us.

Of course, it is not impossible to have a position of only a small number of soldiers from the source of the plague. I am confident enough to kill everyone and destroy the corpses before others are alert, and then enter the town.

Among us Normans, there is a proverb called "The most diligent troupes always get the most." This sentence is nothing wrong with the situation here. After a patient search, Hickrad and I discovered a vacuum area on the city wall.

Although there will be patrolling guards in this period, there is an extremely rare one among the several waves of patrolling guards. During that period, none of the guards will be on this section of the city wall or near this section of the city wall.

"Come to me, Hill," I waved to Hicklad, "Let's relax, everything will end in an instant. Remember, when I call you to jump, jump forward without hesitation."

"I understand, Sarah." Hickrad nodded seriously.

We continued to wait patiently until the last guards passed through this section of the city wall and left.

"It's now! zuyk!"

A blue whirlwind quickly wrapped us up, and I could only hear the whirring wind sounding in my ears. The next second, Hickrad and I arrived on the wall.

"Quick! Hill, jump!"

I whispered to Hickrad, who was still not clearing the situation. Although Hickrad, who heard my voice, had not yet figured out the situation, he still jumped forward.

I followed him to the inside of the town, and the blue whirlwind reappeared under the control of my willpower, wrapping us up and letting us fall safely into some bush in the city.

The sound of leather boots was also uploaded from the city wall at this moment, and the blank window was closed, but we had successfully entered.

"I don't have time to delay," I was in a wrong position when I landed one after another. Hiccradra, who fell to the ground, got up. "We have to find the two people immediately and then deal with them in a secret place."

Hickrad nodded in pain, as if he was injured.

He gritted his teeth and called out the running water. The warm water flow began to wash away his body. His face soon stopped suffering and was no longer confused.

"Huh! I'm much better," he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's go."

With the withered plants and shrubs in the city, we soon arrived at the street where the two believers responsible for escorting the sacrifices were not far away, urging the sacrifices impatiently.

There were many brainless plague zombies wandering around them, as well as soldiers of the Plague Source patrolling with flesh and blood giants. They shuttled through the streets between the cities.

"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer," I grabbed Hickrad, "we can't deal with so many zombies, flesh and blood giants and churchmen."

The two believers who were escorting the captives also saw the patrol team turning over. "Good evening, brothers," said one of the believers waved to the patrol team not far away.

"Good evening, brother," a believer in the patrol who looked like a captain nodded, "Is this a new batch of sacrifices? The Lord of God will definitely be very happy."

"Yes," said another believer who was in charge of escorting the captives, excitedly, "I can't wait to see the beautiful scenes of their souls and flesh to the Lord."

"Go quickly," the captain of the patrol waved his hand, "I dare not delay the affairs of the Lord of God, for Strad."

"Long live the plague for Strad."

They spoke slogans to each other, and then quickly separated. The patrol began to walk along the road towards the gate, and the two believers who were escorting the prisoners led the prisoners to a nearby building.

"Do it!" I whispered to Hickrad. I had suppressed too much murderous aura along the way, and now I can finally start killing.

As soon as I shouted, Hickrad began to outline his runes. I glanced at him and began to outline his runes.

This is an extremely complex fourth-order rune. I have to concentrate on it to ensure that there are no mistakes in the outline process.

Although it sounds a bit complicated, all this happened within two seconds. This fourth-level rune quickly formed a shape in my hands.

"God, you actually learned that," Hickrad was surprised to see the spell on my hand, "I thought you were still studying."

"I didn't expect it myself," as Hickrad spoke, my mental power surged out, and the energy of the flames had filled this complex rune.

"Are you ready?" Hickrad and I looked at each other, nodded, and rushed out together.

"Who!?" The two believers who were escorting the captives immediately noticed us. They shouted in panic, and at the same time directed the nearby plague zombies to surround us.

"I guessed this move!"

I laughed in a low voice, no longer suppressing the circulation of energy in the runes in my hand.

The energy of the flame began to flow according to a certain rule, and then it gushed out in one go according to the rules I set in advance.

A scorching breath instantly filled the space. A cone-shaped flame gushed out from the palm of my hand, like the flames sprayed out by a giant dragon. The ruthless flames swallowed all the plague zombies in front of me in an instant, purified their souls, and burned their bodies.

The red flames flashed in the clearing, and the ruthless tongue of flame spread, swallowing up one stupid person after another who dared to approach.

This fourth-level rune technique has a very nice name, called Flaming Dragon Breath. Like the rune javelin, it is a simplified version of the ninth-level rune technique Dragon Breath technique.

It is said that the Dragon Breath Technique can perfectly simulate the dragon breath of an ancient dragon that has long disappeared in its heyday. Although the flame dragon breath cannot reach this level, it also has extremely strong destructive power.

The grass on the lawn had long disappeared, the soil cracked due to the high temperature, and dark black ash was everywhere. They were plague zombies who died under the breath of the flaming dragon just now.

A feeling of weakness came from my brain, which was a sign of too much mental power consumption. I smiled bitterly. The fourth-level rune technique was too powerful for me now.

"They will leave it to you, Hill." I raised my finger with difficulty and pointed to the two believers, and said weakly.

"Of course," Hickrad nodded, raised his hand and shot out two water arrows, which easily penetrated the heads of the two villains.

"Hurry up and change into their clothes and sheep's heads, those guys are coming soon!"

While I said to Hickrad anxiously, I ran to one of the bodies quickly, took off his robe and sheep's head as fast as possible, and made a simple exchange with the coarse linen robe on my body. The flame dragon breath just now was quite moving, and the patrol team could come here at any time.

I put on my robe and sheep's head, looked at Hickrad, who had become the same dress beside me, and nodded.

As we had agreed in advance, Hickrad caught two civilians, and I took the opportunity to throw two corpses in linen robes out of the city wall, and at the same time, two small red flames were shot out.

Immediately afterwards, Hickrad and I pulled out the dagger that had been pulled off from the dead and put it on the civilian's neck, "Get out quickly, otherwise this civilian will die!"

The patrol team happened to arrive at this moment. I looked at their eyes and saw them staring at the figures that were crossing the city wall and covered in flames, I quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The plan looked very smooth. If everything went well, in the eyes of these patrols and supporters, someone should have sneaked into the town to attack, but was forced back by Hickrad and I with the lives of civilians.

There is no doubt that they will come to interrogate us and track the two people who crossed the city wall, but they have long since turned into ashes, and the two small flames I made were not for fun.

Seeing the body completely disappearing on the other end of the city wall, Hickrad and I both breathed a breath, let go of the civilians in our hands, and then looked at the patrol captain who was walking towards us.
Chapter completed!