Chapter 644 The situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse
The brave Luca was helpless.
Recently, he was inexplicably given the title of a hero.
Then all kinds of things unrelated to the adventurer's work came flooding in.
"The noble ladies who want to marry me, the nobles who want to recruit my fiefdoms, the royal family who want to employ me...ah~" Luca sighed.
The dwarf thief in the team glanced at him and said, "They obviously want your help to solve this disaster of the undead plague. Hahahahaha, go ahead, brave Lord Luca!"
“Hahaha.” Luca laughed a few times and pointed at his head. “Me, me? I’m going to kill the undead? Even if it’s the most ordinary skeleton, if it hits me with some bone fragments or minced meat, it can drown me to death, hahahaha.”
Luca had no idea what these nobles were thinking.
He was indeed an ordinary person with no background. If Rand hadn't given him a chance, he might not even be qualified to embark on the path of an adventurer.
But he still had basic logic. Even if he could kill the leader or core who spread the plague, the plague undead would not disappear in one go.
At most, they will no longer have command, and will no longer expand with any purpose.
This is not like in some film and television dramas, where if you kill the enemy leader, all the enemy units will freeze immediately.
Luca doesn't think so anyway.
"Fortunately, His Majesty Rand called me back. From now on, all I have to do is do my normal work. I really don't understand." Luca was having a picnic and barbecue with his teammates at this time. He stuffed a piece of barbecue into his mouth and ate it with a slurp.
"I guess there are quite a lot of nobles and royal families who believe that heroes can solve problems." The half-elf wizard recalled the information he had collected during this period and the books he had read before.
"Then I'm definitely not a hero." Luca said helplessly, "I don't know how those heroes in the past solved the problems, but I'm sure I can't do it."
Luca stuffed another piece of barbecue into his mouth: "It seems that trouble has come again."
The people who came this time seemed to be followers of the Scourge Cult, and they looked like living people rather than undead.
However, his body seemed to have been infected with the plague, and there were many black spots on his skin.
"Luka?" a hoarse voice came.
"Oh? You know me?" Luca had already raised his iconic greatsword. Ever since he was inexplicably given the title of a hero, people recognized him wherever he went.
"Come into the arms of the Scourge Apostles." The followers of the Scourge Cult seemed to want to preach.
But the moonlight-like sword light had already cut off its head.
But the body did not fall down immediately.
The swollen, withered epidermis turned into a tumor-shaped abscess, like an inflated balloon that was about to burst.
The half-elf wizard's magic ball and the archer's explosive arrows in the team were also in place at this time.
The Scourge Apostle who wanted to self-destruct was crushed, but still emitted dark green smoke.
Fortunately, the members of the Sunshine Adventurer Team had left this place in time. They were already skilled and vigilant enough against plague-related enemies.
"Fortunately, the plague protection measures that His Majesty Rand prepared for us should still remain effective." Luca checked the protective equipment on his body.
This natural disaster and plague contains a component of divine power, which can revive the dead, and its transmission ability is stronger. The effects of ordinary herbal medicine will be relatively mediocre.
But correspondingly, the divine power component will also be reacted to by the materials of the Torch Church or the materials of the Church of the Goddess of Harvest and Health.
This means that those who are performing tasks on the front line don't have to worry too much about infection.
Of course, there are still risks.
"Let's go back."
…
After Rand finished dealing with the affairs of the New Holy City, he left in a hurry. His next destination was the Rat City.
On the way, Rand received some more proposals.
Or some strategic approach centered around the heroes.
It can only be said that past success has made many rational kings have a lucky mentality.
Fortunately, Rand's prestige and the cold reality prevented these people from relying entirely on the brave man.
Rand was speechless about this. This situation was something he had never expected and found difficult to understand.
But it’s not entirely a bad thing.
After all, no matter whether the hero can play a big or small role, the hero has a good relationship with him. Even at the current stage, Rand is still the hero's superior. If he gives orders to Luca, Luca will obey them.
Of course, at present, neither Rand nor Lucca himself has truly acknowledged the identity of the so-called hero.
And right on the way.
Bad news came one after another.
There are already countries in the South that have perished.
The plague rendered the city walls' defenses ineffective.
The undead leave no escape for the living.
Endless undead souls stumble across the wilderness, never stopping, like waves of the sea.
The situation has really taken a turn for the worse.
Rand had expected this, but he still frowned when it actually happened.
Because of the non-cooperation of southern countries, it was inevitable that things would turn out this way.
All Rand could do was retain hope of resistance.
Now the New Holy City is almost in place, and the Ratman City will be in place next, and the situation will turn around.
Next, let’s take a look at the rat man’s holy weapon.
…
Rand arrived in the city of ratmen.
Thanks to the help of the Holy Land, and the fact that there was already an abandoned city here, the construction of the Rat City was not slow.
Now it's basically complete.
Next, Rand planned to see if the ratmen's holy weapon was really as powerful as he remembered.
Elsa, Ellie, and Quirrell are the three protagonists of Deep Moon.
All three of them have their own story lines. As a cloud player, Rand doesn't know much about these, but he has heard of the ratman's holy artifact.
In the original history, the ratman Quirrell could no longer tolerate the oppression of the ratmen by all the intelligent races in the world, and decided to lead the ratmen to freedom.
After paying a heavy price, the ratman Quiro found the holy weapon.
Holy Bell - Destruction.
After paying a certain price, ring the holy bell, and the ratmen who hear the bell will become the most terrifying warriors.
Although this thing sounds a bit like a prop for controlling ratmen, it can actually only be used by ratmen. Rand guessed that this was because a certain generation of ratmen ancestors had done some tricks.
The specific Rand is unknown.
In short, now, [Holy Bell - Destruction] will become the reliance of the ratman race.
This also allows the Skaven to bring value to Rand.
Rand soon met Quirrel, the Skaven hero and leader.
It's just that Qui Ruo doesn't look very well now.
Rand asked, "How many ratmen have come to this city?"
"Two-thirds of them I know, and some of the remaining one-third are on their way here," Qui Ruo replied.
"It's a great appeal," Rand commented.
"Not as good as you at all. When I first heard your request, I couldn't help but suspect that you just wanted to gather the ratmen together for the convenience of enslavement or destruction." Quirrell sighed.
"So you don't doubt it now?" Rand smiled.
"No, I still doubt it, but the rat people really can't resist you." Rat Man Qui Ruo said melancholy.
"Then just assume that I want to enslave you for a short period of time. I need you to fight the plague with us." Rand said without any fluctuation.
The ratman Quirrell sighed again: "Glad to serve, Your Majesty Rand."
"Are there any cases of infection in the city now?" Rand stopped discussing the topic.
"Yes, I have isolated them all outside the city. I also strictly require all ratmen to abide by the health code. The situation is currently under control." The ratman Quiro sighed.
"That's good." Rand didn't ask any more questions, but changed the subject, "Let me see the holy artifact."
"I'll lead the way for you." Quirrell quickly brought Rand to the top of the big clock tower in the Rat City.
There is an antique clock hanging here. If you look closely at the patterns on the clock, you can see some mysterious magic runes.
It's hard to tell in which era this thing was created.
"Has it been tested? Can it be used?" Rand asked.
"Okay." The ratman Quirrell replied.
"What is the price?"
"You really know everything."
"So... what is it?"
"The life of the Rat Man."
"I'm sorry I don't believe it." Rand sneered.
"Since you know everything, why are you asking me?" Quirrell looked at Rand with his gray eyes.
"I always have to confirm it. After all, there is still a big difference between reality and knowledge." Rand said coldly.
"The price is life, the enemy's, your own, and even the living dead like the undead." This time Quirrell answered honestly.
"Very good, it seems there is no problem. It's up to you now. As long as Rat City is not the first important city to be breached, after this is over, I will ask all human kingdoms to recognize the legal status of the rats and ban their enslavement." Rand said no more and did not stay in Rat City for too long.
In order to fight the plague, Rand made a lot of preparations, but whether it was the New Holy City, the Skaven City, or Rand's Moon Kingdom, whether the plan succeeded or not, it would inevitably come at a heavy price.
And Rand was under a lot of pressure.
Because if the plan fails, all the lives invested in it will be wasted.
Rand left the Skaven City.
Next he will go to inspect the defense lines in various places.
Rand did not intend to do everything himself, but he felt uneasy if he did not see some key points with his own eyes.
After all, there are still many nobles and royal families in this world who believe that the brave man will do everything for them.
"Hmm..." Just as Rand was on his way to inspect the defense line, Olenna interrupted Rand's thoughts on strategy.
"You've been thinking too much lately. You can take a break." Olenna rubbed Rand's temple with her fingertips in the carriage.
"It's a bit difficult to control myself." Rand rubbed his brow.
"Then... take a simple break?" Olenna suggested.
"Like?" Rand asked.
"Think of a name for this plan? When we destroyed the foundation of the New Holy City, we came up with a code name that was so vivid and meaningful, 'Scorching Sun Project'. Can you think of one now?" Olena said softly.
"Okay." Rand thought for a moment, "How about calling it the "Strangle the Throat of Fate" plan?"
"Huh..." Olena covered her mouth and chuckled, "Do you want to think of something shorter and smoother?"
"Then... the stranglehold plan? It feels a bit embarrassing." Rand smiled.
"Then just don't tell anyone else and tell everyone about His Majesty Rand's secret plan?" Olenna said.
"That's it." Rand did feel a little more relaxed.
…
Through the perspective of Crow Coke, in the southernmost city, the war has entered a nightmare stage.
The units that make up the Undead Army are actually mostly mediocre.
Nothing more than skeletons, zombies, and rats.
Even ghosts are rare.
Low-level skeletons and zombies are no match for the most common farmers.
Rats can be easily stepped on to death.
But even such weak units, gathered in large numbers in the wilderness, are a nightmare that is difficult for human power to resist.
And because of the addition of units like rats this time, the destruction was even more thorough.
Countless rats, dead, alive, and half-dead, will eat all the food and destroy most of the buildings. Wherever they go, it can be said that there is truly no grass left.
The plague and rats made it difficult for any villager hiding in cellars or mountains to escape.
Nowadays, the Champs Elysees Kingdom and the Lionheart Kingdom, which have cooperated with Rand, have joined the construction of the defense line.
Most of the nobles in these two kingdoms were able to preserve part of their property because of their foresight in cooperating with Rand.
Undefended villages, and even small fortresses, have been abandoned.
A large number of people were relocated to the north.
The fighting forces remained on the defensive line awaiting the arrival of the Undead horde.
The Kingdom of Rensa, which was closer to Rand, and other persuaded southern kingdoms also began to prepare to migrate and participate in the war.
This is not a war between humans and undead or between humans and the apostles of the Scourge.
This is now a war between humans and death.
In a sense, it seems that this is also a sacrifice to the god of struggle?
But fortunately, the God of Struggle has no reaction now.
Now it is a desperate situation for many southern countries.
But for Rand, it is still within the plan.
Because as originally expected, no one would make up their mind to cut off a limb to survive until the situation got bad enough.
And now, when the situation has become critical, at least Rand has made sufficient preparations.
That's enough.
The stranglehold plan is very simple, which is to prevent the plague and the forces of death from having sufficient derivative media through resource allocation and population migration, as well as the blocking of defense lines and "nails".
Then, it's time to counterattack and retake the land.
This plan is equivalent to some kind of fire-fighting method in the previous life.
Burn or clear away the combustibles in advance so that the fire has no room to spread.
In this situation, Rand was convinced that even the Apostle of the Scourge could not provide an endless supply of death power without any cost.
If He could really provide an endless supply of the power of death, then all living things in this world would have perished long ago.
Instead of what is happening now, the Apostles of the Scourge have to create some kind of plague themselves to increase the efficiency of killing.
(End of this chapter)
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