Storm Continent.

"Bang~~~"

An extremely powerful dragon of truth fell heavily to the ground, gasping for breath.

This dragon was none other than the mighty dragon general Ole who had displayed his might in the Thunder Wilderness some time ago.

After taking several deep breaths, he yelled, "You despicable fusion monster huff~~ huff~~ huff~~~"

This isn't the first time a fusion monster has used poison.

At the beginning of the battle, those ghosts used a strange botulinum poison on them, turning many elves into extremely ugly monsters.

Now that we have protection against botulism, this more subtle and terrifying debilitating toxin has emerged.

At this moment, he felt extremely uncomfortable all over, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

It would be fine if he died, because his soul could return to the Tree of Life and he would have a healthy body again, but he just couldn't die!

"Ahem~ Ahem~"

Amid the coughing, a tall warrior of truth slowly walked over with a cane.

He was obviously very strong, but his face was full of sorrow.

Such a strong guy, yet he walks with a cane while bending over and coughing violently, has a kind of absurd black humor.

"General, how are you?"

"Marshal, I should be the one asking you this. I feel like you're weaker than I am."

The person who came was the former legion marshal Antalya.

He was ill and had not recovered for a long time. Other truth warriors were also ill, but the legion could not be without a commander.

Therefore, the commander now is replaced by an ordinary elf warrior.

Without the help of the Warriors of Truth, the battle became stalemate again and the Legion's losses increased significantly.

The advancement of the front line became very slow, and many places were even pushed back by the fusion monsters.

Antalya, which was full of ambition some time ago, now seems as lonely as an old man.

"Ahem~~cough cough~"

With a sigh mixed with coughs, Antalya threw away his crutches and sat down next to Ole.

"Fate is so strange~"

"Who says it's not?"

Ole sighed.

He thought he had acquired a strong body that would allow him to roam freely on the battlefield, but he became weak within just two months.

I couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards my owner, thinking that this new thing he made was a little unreliable.

Similar phenomena are everywhere in the Elf Army.

This weakening poison is so insidious that it is everywhere and seems to have eyes, specifically poisoning powerful warriors.

Not only did the Warriors of Truth fall, but the original Golden Warriors were not spared.

Anyway, the legion's sharpest knife is broken.

The mortals were worried, but Dritan was irritated.

At this moment, he was staying in the elf base camp behind the Storm Continent, controlling the body of the female elf Dora, holding the branch of life, and carefully studying the sick body of the Warrior of Truth.

In fact, he wanted to control Sissi to do this job.

Because Sissi is more perfect than Dora, but Sissi's soul is not strong enough, so she is not as good as Dora in using it.

So I can only suppress my obsessive-compulsive disorder for the time being.

What he didn't know was that whether he used Dora or Sissi, he would be transmitting information to someone silently.

Back to the topic.

Through the Branch of Life, he has discovered that this is not poison, but a disease.

Because after the poison enters the body, the amount will not increase, but after the disease enters the body, the amount will increase greatly in a short period of time, and it is also highly contagious.

The problem is that the deadly pathogen is so small that it is almost beyond the perception limit of the branches of life.

However, the structure of life is so complex that often a small change can affect the whole body, so it is difficult to find a good way to cure the disease.

But this method must be found, otherwise his trump card of war will be gone.

He had been searching for six days since the first symptom appeared, and had found some ways to alleviate the symptoms, but had not found a complete cure.

Besides being irritated, Druitan was also somewhat confused.

"Is this disease natural? Or did Buck invent it?"

It cannot be determined at the moment.

But he felt that if it was man-made, it was most likely not done by Buck.

If he had the ability to do this, he wouldn't be just a level 4 demon.

It was most likely done by the great devouring demon Norma behind him.

After all, Norma is the great devil of Legend 11, and he still has some tricks up his sleeve.

Thinking of the fusion of the great demon Buck, Dritan felt a strong sense of disgust in his heart.

"How can there be such an ugly thing in the world?"

Not only is he ugly, he's also very good at hiding.

He searched for him in the void for a long time and found his traces several times, but each time he was escaped by this slippery guy like an oily fish.

He simply gave up looking for it and planned to crush them with his army in the mortal world, but then this happened again.

What should I do?

There is no good solution, we can only work hard to find a treatment.

As a result, the search lasted more than three months.

By chance and by strength, he finally found a cure.

The effect is very good.

The Warriors of Truth immediately rose up and once again conquered cities and territories in the Storm Continent, violently pushing back the originally stalemate and even somewhat reversed front line.

On the other side, Rosen has been keeping an eye on Dritan's movements.

As soon as he saw that Druitan had found the solution, he immediately followed up and invested in a new virus of truth.

So, before Druitan could breathe a sigh of relief, the Warrior of Truth fell ill again!

The symptoms were almost identical to last time, the only change being that the medicine he had spent more than three months finding was of no use.

Dritan could only control Dora's body again, take the branch of life, and continue his research.

This time, he felt something was wrong during his research.

"It's obvious that this is definitely not a natural disease, or someone is secretly doing something bad to me."

It’s definitely not a mortal. Mortals definitely don’t have this ability!

It could only be some void demon, a big demon who is very good at hiding and very insidious.

“Damn it!”

Dritan was so furious that he simply stopped researching and wandered around in the void outside the ring corresponding to the Storm Continent, trying to find the evil demon.

He turned around and around, and even searched carefully in the incomplete magic ring where the moon was.

After searching for half a month, I couldn't find the big devil, let alone the little devil.

But the illness of the truth warriors can no longer be delayed. Ordinary soldiers alone can only defend the current front line, but it is difficult to move forward.

So we can only continue to study solutions to cure the disease.

This time, he was not so lucky, and it took him more than five months to find a cure.

Thus, the truth warriors who had been weak for almost half a year stood up again.

This time, the number of Truth Warriors has greatly increased, reaching as many as 2,000.

At the same time, the production of Legendary Crystals and Legendary Hats in the Everfree Forest also increased greatly. After combining them together, Druitan obtained more than 2,000 Legendary Warriors of Truth.

With the help of this group of truth warriors, the elven army advanced the front line with almost overwhelming momentum.

But now, just three days later, the same debilitating symptoms broke out again on a large scale in the Legion of Truth.

The speed of spread was also astonishingly fast. In less than five days, all 2,000 legendary truth warriors were defeated.

What’s even scarier is that there is more than one disease.

Some have more severe coughs, some have more severe fevers, some are too weak to stand, and some have diarrhea all day long.

And the more powerful the truth warrior, the more severe the disease.

General Ole, the Dragon of Truth, had diarrhea that was almost like a flash flood, and his body became thinner and thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not to mention fighting, I can't even stand up.

Dritan was nearly going mad.

He was still somewhat suspicious.

"There are so many diseases all of a sudden. It doesn't seem to be man-made, because Adela is not that serious."

"Could it be that there is actually no opponent, but rather a curse from Storm Continent on me?"

"What now?"

Dritan was very anxious and very angry.

This time he returned to regain control of the plane, instead of staying in the laboratory, treating a group of diarrhea patients all day long.

When he stood among a group of sickly truth warriors, the thick stench of diarrhea filled the air around him, and in his ears were either heart-wrenching coughs or the "fart puff" sounds of diarrhea.

That feeling was so terrible.

There were many moments when he wanted to run away and leave this damn place! But he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Because the gate of creation in the lost plane can open at any time.

It is not difficult to come up with 10 outstanding legendary saints, but if other gods knew that he had no ability to take back the plane and could not even defeat a level 4 imp, they would probably make fun of him.

Druitan couldn't stand the thought of being laughed at by his colleagues.

"Forget it. The Truth Warriors are not useful for the time being. Although this type of warrior has strong combat power, it also has huge flaws. I have to modify it."

"As for this fusion battlefield, I will first use the ordinary elf army and use numbers to force the way forward."

He currently possesses a large number of souls and controls a large amount of resources.

Use the Tree of Life to transform all the fighting spirits into elven warriors and build an army of millions of elves. I don't believe that we can't take down this damn fusion empire!

He thought so and did so.

And when he did this, Rosen got the news first.

"Hmm~~ You're not going to play anymore after just a little while? It's really boring."

He still wanted to fight with the other party for a while longer.

Since the other party planned to use an ordinary elf army, Rosen gave up the virus tactics.

After all, elves and mortals are closely related, and diseases that can be transmitted among elves can most likely be transmitted among mortals.

If you are not careful, it is easy to get the Seven Injury Fist.

If we use ordinary elf legions, the war time will be greatly prolonged, and it may take at least five or six years to defeat the Fusion Empire.

If you are unlucky, it may even take more than ten years.

As for the Warriors of Truth, as long as Dritan uses Dora or Sissi as his mortal body, Rosen can ensure that they will have diarrhea until their intestines are pulled out.

Therefore, in the next period of time, he can focus on domestic development.

It just so happens that the verification equipment of the Heart of the Ocean has been built, and we can try to create the sun on earth.

(End of this chapter)