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Chapter 181 Disagreement
Inside the dark and damp forest, the bonfire dispelled some of the stale air.

"Captain Sobod, the flesh bait that attracts the black plague has achieved results, and all the unconscious black plague residues in this area have begun to gather."

The members of the night watchman bowed their heads respectfully to the middle-aged man with a cold temperament in front of him, and truthfully reported the current situation: "It's just that the Chester messenger is still on his way."

"I see, let's continue to maintain the status quo. According to the guidance of the high priest, we have to wait patiently until the arrival of the 'mortal hero'."

Sobod nodded slightly. The legion commander seemed to be in a daze. He was in the middle of the forest camp, but his eyes were firmly locked on the front of the defense line.

The bonfire was still burning, and the dancing orange light outlined countless strange mud shadows in all directions. The animal flesh and blood assimilated by the black plague let out grotesque howls, madly attacking the line of defense composed of superhumans.

As time progressed, they gradually merged together. All the rotten black organs were intertwined and fused with each other. Countless animal heads were connected to each other. Under the glue of sludge, they turned into a flesh and blood that could hardly be described in words. polymer.

The remaining fragments of the black plague are rebuilding their consciousness, and under the golden river, the seeds of the plague are taking root.

However, the expressions of the night watchmen present did not change much.

After all... the flesh and blood aggregates they are facing now are just animals, not something worse and more cruel...

"'Mortal Heroes'...the High Priest really gave a strange instruction."

The members of the night watchman repeated the wording of the legion commander, and he couldn't help muttering: "How can a mortal become a hero... We are just wasting time..."

"Are you doubting our Pope?" Sobod glanced at the other party.

"No, no, no! How dare I, Lord Legion Commander."

The members of the night watchmen waved their hands again and again, and he quickly made his own explanation: "I just think that the ideas promoted by the Abyss Scholars established by His Excellency may be a little more pragmatic..."

"That is to say, as my subordinate, are you a supporter of His Excellency the Prince? Carlo?"

Sobod raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of his subordinates: "You should know that I am only loyal to His Majesty Gustav in this life, right?"

But what the legion leader didn't expect was that this night watchman did not escape his sharp eyes.

"We have sacrificed too many comrades in arms because of mortals."

Carlo's words fell down: "Please forgive my position, Lord Legion Commander, I just... can't accept meaningless parting anymore..."

Afterwards, the atmosphere between the two fell silent.

Obviously, from top to bottom, the royal court of Yongyao Kingdom is not monolithic.

Although King Yongyao and the High Priest lead the entire huge empire, their philosophy has always been to protect the people of Yongyao as much as possible and preserve the foundation for the continuation of Yongyao.

But with the expansion of the black plague and the sacrifice of the extraordinary legion, gradually, other voices appeared on this land.

'Most effort on mortals is a waste of time! '

'We should no longer let the precious extraordinary people make fearless sacrifices, we should stay away from the fragmented world, and open up the future of the Kingdom of Eternal Glory in the endless abyss! '

These are the original words of Prince Nelson of Yongyao at the royal banquet, but unfortunately, his words were refuted by his brother.

Gustav VII angrily denounced the prince as a coward who only knows how to escape from the world, and fleeing into the abyss means giving up the eternal glory of the mortal people.

But the prince thinks that his elder brother is just a pedantic monarch. He thinks that stubborn resistance will only lead to the destruction of the whole country, and it is wise to find another way out.

In the end, the royal banquet naturally broke up unhappy.

Since then, the Abyssal Scholars group formed by the prince has withdrawn from the capital of Yongyao King, but after the news of that banquet leaked out, Prince Nelson's followers have grown more and more...

Although the two sides are still in the same camp and are currently working hand in hand to fight against the black plague that has swept through Yongyao, the contradictions between the two sides are still accumulating day by day.

It's just... it hasn't exploded completely yet.

Not far away, the battle between the superhumans and the black plague was still going on. Under the dancing light of the flames, the faces of all the superhumans were lingering with fatigue that could not be dispelled.

Yes, there are too many unnecessary exhaustions and sacrifices.

As the leader of the legion, Sobod knows this cruel fact better than anyone else. Even a heart as hard as iron will be stained blood-red by the blood of relatives and comrades-in-arms, thus giving birth to a new path. A rift called remorse.

An irreparable rift.

The legion commander sighed, Sobod shook his head, and took the initiative to change the subject.

"How is Winnie doing?"

Sobod turned his attention to the front line of the camp again: "As a witch who participated in the battlefield operation for the first time, does she feel afraid?"

"No, Master Legion, Winnie is a strong and hardworking child."

Carlo responded seriously. At this moment, the night watchman couldn't help showing a smile in his eyes: "To tell you the truth, she is the source of courage in our team."

In front of the flesh and blood Kuroshio, stood a petite brown-haired girl, she had a pair of squirrel-like ears, and a big fluffy tail protruded from the bottom of the robe, almost as long as her height.

The witch, who has accepted the blessing of the night, uses herself as a firewood to carry the extraordinary person of the fire of dawn.

She held the dim lantern and closed her eyes tightly. Winnie was following the teaching of the high priest, burning her soul bit by bit.

Then the light of dawn stirred in her chest, and the holy fire flowed through the witch's fingertips.

The dim lanterns grew brighter until the blinding glow of dawn completely lit up the dark forest!At this moment, all the remnants of the black plague let out manic screams of extreme hatred!

"Uncle Carlo's lantern has been lit."

At this moment, the girl opened her eyes. She carefully held the bright lantern and issued a timid reminder.

"Well done, little Winnie."

The night watchmen had been guarding the front of the girl, and someone took the lantern from Winnie's hand and praised it sincerely.

At the same time, all the remnants of the black plague were completely assembled...

Under everyone's dignified gaze, the frantic neighing was almost overwhelming, and the flesh and blood aggregates covered with animal heads and eyeballs rushed straight to the source of the flames!
The night watchmen habitually pulled out the flaming weapons from the lanterns, but at this moment, behind the Kuroshio, there was an extremely angry cry!

"You dirty black plague! Give it to me! Get out of Winnie's side!"

Everyone was stunned, only Miko's eyes widened in disbelief.

"That's... that's my brother's voice!"

Winnie recognized the familiar voice in an instant, and the witch's furry tail immediately shook uncomfortably. She subconsciously wanted to run in the direction of the sound source, but was caught by the sharp-eyed night watchman again.

All eyes on Kuroshio rolled over.

Embedded in the cloudy eyeballs of flesh and blood aggregates, the old leather boots crushed the withered yellow weeds, and the thin young man staggered away from the bushes.

He held the handle of the gun tightly, and the mortal raised his head, looking straight at the source of despair.

There was no trace of fear in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)