"Some taste. "Descending the stairs, Marceau shook her head at the flames on the rooftop, signaling the girl to prepare first, so first a DelayDisease scroll was slapped on her body, and then the girl brought on a 'mask' woven from the leaves of Saint Mulberry, a plant planted by the steppe elves in the Dragon's Claw Basin, which has a miraculous effect on all kinds of viruses.

Ready, Flame placed a relay crystal at the entrance as a communication signal, and then climbed down the stairs, the girl sniffed the air, and then glanced at Marceau meaningfully: "With such a concentration, are you really okay?"

"Of course, because the curse on my body happens to be a gift from another evil god. "There may be cooperation between the evil gods, but more often than not, the relationship between them is confrontation rather than 'working together' to bring the world to an end - yes, some viruses are 'dead' even to the dead who are active, but for Marceau, the curse on his body comes from an unknown evil god, and the virus in the house comes from another evil god, and the curse and the virus are different, but they both have the same effect - that is, kill the receptor, and then the receptor' Transform them into what their owners need them to be.

Therefore, the virus in this house is very terrible to Flame, but for Marceau, who is already half-undead, no matter how terrible the virus is, it is obvious that there is nothing he can do with his body, he has already died once, and he can't let these deadly viruses make a dead person die again.

"This is Marceau, we've entered the house, and now it's a big poison storehouse, Master Morton, if you want to come in, you'd better make some preparations. ”

The kitten and the cat girl walked out of the hallway. Immediately, he noticed the members of the Civilian Self-Defense Forces who had fallen in the hallway, their bodies covered in cysts, which made Marceau and Flame look at each other, and both Catgirl and Kitty saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Flame crouched not far from a corpse and pulled out a thin sword from the space bag, while Marceau pulled out a square shield from his space bag. He took it and crouched in front of the flames, covering the cat girl and gently stabbed the corpse with a thin sword, and waited until the cat girl pulled out the sword, and then the two kittens saw the yellow gas coming out of the wound.

"What is the situation, until just now, I thought it was the handiwork of a parrot. ”

"Not that I think it's all the work of the Parrot, we saw the 13th Regiment of the Yellowstone Phalangists in the northern part of the city, and these guys are the best of the parrots. It can't be that...... Die fat. Marceau took a few steps back with the flame, then glanced at the mess of shields that had been corroded by contact with the gas, and tossed it aside.

"But these corpses, you say, are not the work of the dead fat man...... I don't think it's likely. Flame said as she discarded the sword in her hand.

"So, we have to go, go down and have a look. With that, Marceau and Flame cautiously walked around the corpses to the front of the hall on the first floor. Marceau immediately saw the human being nailed to the front wall of the hall, who was dressed in very ornate clothing. The corpses that fell around were also gorgeously dressed guys, and the appearance of these people was also covered by cysts, only the human, Flame took two steps closer: "This guy...... Isn't that the captain of the Civilian Self-Defense Forces?", "yes, that's him. Marceau confirmed. The hands are stretched separately and nailed to the wall by an unknown black object, and the whole person resembles a religious image from the Middle Ages.

"It's funny, what we thought was the culprit died in our own home, and the self-murderer who killed him was like another evil god's lackey...... I've never seen such an interesting scene. ”

Don't talk about you, Flame. I haven't seen it yet.

Marceau finished complaining in his heart, and then pressed the earphone in his ear: "This is Marceau, we have found the target, he is dead." ”

"Oh, that's bad news, Mr. Marceau, do you need me to come down again. ”

"Come down, Master Morton, but before you come down, get ready. After Marceau finished speaking, he prepared to go up, but Flame stopped Marceau's actions: "I'll pick up Master Morton, you stay here." ”

“…… All right. "That's right, this kind of wandering around the scope of the virus may give this master prophecy the illusion that the virus is not so terrible, so let's let the flames go up.

So the cat girl went upstairs, and Marceau looked around, and unexpectedly found a golden dot floating, frowned, Marceau looked up: "Flame." ”

Then Catgirl's head immediately poked out of the cloister on the second floor, and Marceau pointed to the location: "Can you see anything, I see a golden dot." ”

"All I saw was you and a whole bunch of dead and ugly corpses. "Flame's voice is a little distorted, and that's thanks to the mask.

"Okay, go pick up the master, I'll check it out. Marceau finished speaking, driven by curiosity, walked down the golden point, the closer it gets, the calmer the point becomes, when Marceau is still three steps away from this golden point, a light suddenly bursts out, Marceau subconsciously guards his head and retreats, but he doesn't take two steps, a scream makes Marceau stop his movements - wait a minute, this voice is a halfling?

Taking away his hand, Marceau saw a large number of figures, all of which were composed of golden points of light, and would not move, driven by curiosity again, Marceau walked to the side of the only halfling on the field, his body was still on the ground, but the golden figure was showing that his **** had been opened a hole - there were a large number of golden points of light flying out from behind his chest to form a parallel 'waterfall', Marceau stretched out his hand and touched it, but there was no reaction.

Just as Marceau wondered where the screams came from, a dull ...... The lingua franca with a kitten's accent rang out, "I really hate you guys, I only know how to play tricks, and even dare to use this kind of unethical tricks, I really don't know whether to live or die." ”

This caused Marceau to immediately turn his attention to the murderer's body, although he was wearing a trench coat with a hood, and he couldn't see the appearance, but the murderer's hood had a shape with pointed ears, and the tail made of light spots...... The kitten man?Nurgle dies the fat man...... The Great Impure...... Father?

Although he couldn't see the appearance, Marceau's instinct told him that the murderer in front of him was ...... It seems to be my father who has never met before, wait a minute...... Dead fatty, how many of my father's remakes do you have?

Just as he was thinking this, another shrill voice rang out, "God won't let you go! You're going to die!", Marceau looked at the postmodernist spokesperson on the wall.

"But you're dying now, you know, and it's a pleasure to harvest a helpless and desperate soul like you. After the kitten man finished speaking, another gunshot rang out.

After a while, the golden dots of light dissipated, and as Marceau walked over to where his father's character had once stood, standing in the middle of the deserted hall again.

"Ah, it's all wicked, rancid. ”

The cat cub said to himself, and when he heard the footsteps, he looked up and saw the cat girl poking out of the cloister on the second floor.

"Marceau, did you find anything?"

"Well, it's a long story, but let's ask the master to go back a bit. ”

After speaking, Marceau operated the virtual screen in front of him, and chose to save everything he had just recorded with the video.

It's really interesting to discover, how can I have this ability?

Marceau thought as he found a black firearm next to the corpse, Marceau squatted down and picked it up, and glanced at the attributes, well, a large-caliber ****** with a rear load, the effect of the whiteboard, but it was a heirloom weapon, because it had a limited 'limited use of this weapon: Marceau', and there was also a line of yellow letters - 'Hope, sacredness, happiness, friendship and love, all of which are no match for our father's love for us, and whoever wants to take away this love is our enemy. ’

The kitten thought for a moment, and finally threw away the whiteboard musket that was in the musket pouch at his waist, and then gave it a fixed single shot, and then inserted it into the holster.

No, Father, none of what your clone thinks is true, hope is always there, it doesn't disappear because of one's despair, the divine is always there, it is in the heart of everyone who is willing to fight for the innocent, happiness is always there, every beloved smile's smile is a source of happiness, friendship and love are always there, because in this world, Marceau has seen so much friendship and love, and your so-called fatherly love is only a small part of the thousands of things that need to be purified in the entire multiverse. (To be continued.) )