Virus refiners are a type of plague fighters. They are mainly responsible for refining and purifying viruses configured by plague spreaders. At the same time, they also have a unique mutation in them - their eyes can pass through armor to observe the spread of the disease in the victims' bodies, allowing these degenerate scholars to quickly record their observations and create a large amount of taboo knowledge.
Driven by paranoid desire to test whether its plague has reached a perfect level, the virus refiners play an active role in the battlefield, dedicated to observing all aspects of the plague disease they have refined.
After a while, the virus refiner came to a basic conclusion.
"Unfortunately, the colony master, the effect of this virus on Ada is still limited. There may be a treatment plan in the first minute, which may need to further enhance its fatality. At the same time, Ada's blood has a certain blocking effect on the spread of the virus. Due to the lack of the body of the Ark Spirit, it is impossible to infer whether the impact on Ada in different environments is the same."
Newcrion Rothis shook his head when he heard the words of the virus refiner.
"The original indicator of Ez virus was transmitted through the air, and it could kill an Ada within 20 seconds, but now even blood transmission is far from reaching this result... I can't be satisfied."
The virus refiner bowed slightly.
"Sorry, I will keep working hard."
"I'm not waiting for time."
At this time, the virus refiner seemed to have thought of something, and after a moment of silence, he expressed a possibility.
"Maybe...it can change the mindset. This virus is not suitable for air transmission, but the filthy life of Comoros is their advantageous transmission route. The attack method of this virus can be changed to a specialized immune mechanism in their blood. After it is defeated, the task of killing is handed over to other viruses that are more likely to spread in the air."
Newcrion Rothis got up and thought, he liked this kind of academic question, even on the battlefield.
"You mean, turn the Ez virus from a killer to a city-breaking hammer."
"Yes."
"Are there any good idea?"
"Well...it has another meaning."
"What."
"Imagine what happens when Ada finds that their filthy life will bring them death?"
"fear."
Newcrion Rothis answered almost without thinking, and immediately thought of the meaning of it.
"Ah, yes, yes, when Ada realizes that their desires will bring torture, they will try to resist them, which is something that the Dark Prince does not want to see, and it will severely humiliate the new god, ah, yes! Your thoughts are good, and the father will feel relieved."
"Let's put aside those studies first. If we don't achieve our immediate goals, the kind father will only be angry."
A sudden sound came out, and Newcrion Rothis knew who it was without turning his head. He snorted contemptuously and continued to look at the corpse on the ground.
Typhonse walked over surrounded by his Terminator Guard, with the pride of victory on the Lord of the Destruction Fly Nest, and even the buzzing sounds of the huge flies seemed to praise him, but in Newcreon Rothis's eyes, it was just a halo of hypocrisy.
"Newryan Rotis, you're going to make it later than expected."
"If your artillery support can be more accurate and fierce, our speed will be much faster."
Taifons knew that the other party did not like him in the era of the Legion, and also knew the intention of the Primrose Party to cooperate with him. But now he only had the task of loving father, and nothing else was in his eyes.
"Then we have to speed up."
Typhons snorted and looked back at the center of the hall.
There were seven living slaves, Ada, captured on the battlefield, who had just been escorted in.
The wizards began to leave corrupt runes on the floor. As they outlined, the power of the runes eroded the slabs and turned the rock into a gushing slurry.
Immediately afterwards, the plague soldiers took a moment to carry in a huge crucible and poured contaminated pus and rotten meat into the crucible, each of their movements accompanied by a loud elegy and the jingle of the rust bell.
Finally, a withering overlord brought over a rusty iron box.
Taifons clicked open the lid, reached into the box, and took out a scimitar from it.
Its blade looks like it is carved from moldy bones, and the rotten wooden heart is carved into the hilt, and it is covered with terrible vines.
Newcrion Rothis, not far away, narrowed his eyes, and could feel the power of corruption emanating from the scimitar, and the energy crackled on Typhonse's fingers.
"Comoro Ada blocked the entrance, and they thought that this would last, but this fortress would become a bridgehead for our attack."
The Lord of the Destroyed Fly Nest strode forward, listening to the witches chanting and counting the syllables.
As the 77th syllable of the Elegy sounded, Typhons decisively cut open the throats of all the spiritual slaves with his contaminated blade.
Only the last prisoner reacted, and he instinctively raised his hands, trying in vain to prevent the blade from piercing his neck, but it was useless.
The alien bright red blood gushed out and fell into the crucible. Typhons stabbed down and immersed the scimitar into the crucible filled with blood-stained flesh.
Along with a disgusting stench, a beam of light composed of decaying green, anxious yellow and suffocating purple erupted from the crucible.
Newcrion Rotis tightened his muscles and prepared to face the explosion of subspace energy.
The hall was filled with crazy crying, and then a gust of wind pushed all the objects on the ground towards the wall, only the plague soldiers remained motionless.
Soon, the light disappeared.
Then something came out of the crucible.
The thing looked like a withered tree, with bare branches stretching, but Jordan Simon saw it at a glance, and you could tell by looking at the shadow on the wall behind it, which showed a bloated, horned, non-human entity.
As the harsh sound gradually disappeared, Typhonse straightened his body, and at the same time, a lonely milky white eyeball appeared in the center of the dead tree, staring outside curiously.
"Dried trees are growing--"
While Teffons moaned, the branches of the dead tree trembled with each pronunciation, and disgusting juice oozed out of his eyes.
Then, it responded with a low voice.
"Dried trees are growing--"
A large number of decaying vines emerged from the crucible, and from the door of the hall, the windows overflowed outward.
After only a few minutes, the entire etheric fortress was wrapped and turned into a bloated, mixed with a mixture of cysts and dead trees, and in the center was a towering giant dead tree, with a milky white eyeball among the dead trees.
Afterwards, the eye turned to the direction of the Ether Fortress to Comoros, and then a clear image was gradually displayed in the empty darkness, a portal surrounded by vines.