As soon as she stepped out of the Chapel of Light, the old witch Gwynaville paused and turned her head to look somewhere in the city.

"What are you still grinding with, old fellow, wait a little longer, and the fire witch will run away......" The Serpent Wizard Natagu said coldly.

"Go first! I want to go over there and have a look......" the old witch smirked, "I can feel a sweet smell of plague spreading. That fire witch's plague pet is in that direction!"

The serpent wizard hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "It's better for the soldiers to divide into two ways! you go after the plague spirit, and the two of us go after the fire witch, they will always converge, so it's safer...... Alright, let's go!"

Without saying much, he casually summoned a huge black mamba python with a body length of more than twenty meters, and carried him and the psychic warlock Beniga to follow the rich flame aura remaining in the air, and quickly chased into the distance.

The old witch sneered a few times, and slumped into the darkness of the street, holding a black wooden cane taller than herself.

The hordes of poisonous corpses in the north of the city are retreating.

After receiving the news from Grim, the plague poison spirit Remy did not hesitate to direct the poisonous corpses to start moving outside the city. Those poisonous corpses with poor qualifications were directly abandoned, and they were allowed to run around the city to find something for those paladins to do.

Most of the poisonous corpses with apprentice-level strength rushed out of the city wall and moved towards the wasteland in the distance. And among them, there were even more than a dozen servant corpses who had advanced to the first rank.

Compared with the poisonous corpse, the body of the servant corpse is more shriveled and lean, but the skeleton is larger, and the strength, physique, and agility have been greatly improved. Their muscles are more solid and dense, and even if they don't wear any armor, their body defense is not weaker than ordinary enchanted leather armor.

They have also become more agile and agile, and their hands and feet have evolved into sharp claws, allowing them to easily climb and move on walls or ceilings. And the strange limb flexibility allows them to perform all kinds of strange movements that are difficult for humans to imitate.

Therefore, they also have more means of killing than poisonous corpses, and they are more terrifying!

Remy, who was only more than a meter tall and still looked like a boy of four or five years old, straddled the back of the most powerful creature among the servants, and led a group of lively little ones behind him, like a torrent, over the city walls, over the moat, and into the wilderness.

As he rode the corpse forward, Remy glanced at the darkness around him suspiciously, always feeling that a pair of eerie eyes were secretly watching him.

After all, it is a unique creature evolved from the Covenant Spirit, and it cannot learn knowledge and master witchcraft in a systematic way like a wizard. And the abilities it has now are almost all spontaneously formed, and every time its strength grows to a certain stage, it is like unlocking a certain natural potential, and some strange abilities will pour into its brain and be deeply etched into its soul.

In this way, even if you don't need to study or practice, these abilities will automatically become its natural abilities, just like breathing and sleeping!

Advancing to Tier 1, Remy's innate ability is Plague Spore!

Advancing to Tier 2, Remy's innate ability is the Plague Aura!

Advancing to Tier 3, Remy's innate ability is Plague Transformation!

Plague Spore, which allows Remy to transform herself into an incubator, using her plague talent to release a steady stream of terrifying plague spores. Moreover, Remy can also easily control the plague spores, and then it is more important in several directions such as high lethality, high infectivity and high harm.

The plague aura can turn Remy into a poisonous spirit completely. Not only can it quickly spread plague spores, but even the plague creatures fighting around it can have plague germs attached to their teeth and minions.

Seriously, at the 3rd level, with the ability to transform the plague, Remy's own strength can be regarded as preliminarily formed!

The creatures that were killed by the plague before died and died, and there was no other benefit except to bring some life energy to Remy. But now, with the Plague Transformation, the creatures that die from the plague have a certain chance to stand up again under the control of the sporototoxic bacteria and become the plague creatures under the control of Remy.

And these plague creatures can also evolve through bloody and brutal killing!

It's just that their evolutionary route is obviously different from the level ascension in the secular sense, and they follow a killing evolution system. It is simply wishful thinking for ordinary creatures to evolve to Tier 1 overnight. However, the plague creature poison corpse transformed by Remy had only slaughtered wildly in Hyshas City, and seventeen first-order servant corpses had already emerged.

Of course, a large part of this is due to the fact that these servants were likely to be some apprentice knight or simply the Black Iron Knight before they died. Born with a good foundation, coupled with the high quality of blood food in Hyshas City, the probability of being transformed into a plague creature is much greater.

However, no matter how much these plague creatures improve, they will never be able to get rid of Remy's soul shackles in this life!

Because they are dead creatures, they are brought back to life thanks to Remy's strange abilities. Therefore, in front of this group of plague creatures with a number of six or seven hundred, Remy is their well-deserved king, and even more so, the ruler they are willing to defend to the death!

In a way, plague creatures and the undead are almost the same kind.

It's just that the former is driven by plague spores to resurrect, while the latter relies on negative energy to support the soul core.

Driven by poisonous corpses and servant corpses running wild in the dark wilderness, the warning in Remy's mind grew stronger and stronger.

It looked back abruptly, and its miserable green pupils immediately caught a strange figure in the blood-colored sky.

This is a quirky old witch riding a flying broomstick. Wearing a high peaked hat, full of white hair, sunken cheeks, his face was covered with layers of wrinkles and black life spots, and his rickety waist was almost bent to 90 degrees.

At this time, the old witch was flying in the sky, and a huge blood-colored moon disk hung behind her, which made her more and more eerie and terrifying.

Rank 3 Witch!

It's still highly toxic!

It didn't take long for Remy to quickly identify the other party.

There is no way, both sides are poisonous, and the smell of poison can be clearly smelled one hundred and eighty meters away.

"Truly...... Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a pact spirit that evolved into a third-order, my wife is blessed now...... Tsk tsk, and with his own intelligence, it seems that that kid has invested a lot in you!" The old witch sneered for a while, and muttered to herself, with a posture that did not take Remy seriously at all.

Although she was only one person, and the other party led a small 'legion', she still looked like she was eating the other party. For no other reason, the Poison Corps has not yet taken shape.

A group of apprentice-level poisonous corpses and a dozen first-order servant corpses were simply no threat to this third-order poisonous woman, even if the number was increased tenfold.

At the level of the 3rd level, it is no longer a simple stack that can be killed by the number of stacks!

If you want to kill any Tier 3, you need the right time, the right place, and a large enough cannon fodder army...... All three are indispensable.

And in the eyes of this third-order poison woman, the poison spirit's own strength is still very fragile, and the witch beast army it pulled up is even more vulnerable. If it weren't for the evil taste of abusing and killing opponents, I'm afraid Gwynnaville would have attacked a long time ago.

Damn it...... It's a drug woman!

"Hello, may I ask you for something about me?" A sweet and warm smile appeared on the dark green face of the plague poison spirit Remy, and he blinked his strange green pupils as if he looked at the old witch with curiosity.

As it spoke, a terrifying plague spores that were so small that they were hard to see with the naked eye slowly diffused into the void, infecting the other person's body like an invisible ink.

A distance of two hundred meters is only a matter of six or seven for this strange plague spores!

"Hehe, boy, pretend to be cute in front of the old woman, right?, then I'll show you the power of the old woman's poison arts......" The old witch Sensen sneered.

Remy's dark green eyes could clearly catch it, and an equally hidden and invisible poisonous mist escaped from the opponent's body, and soon overlapped with the plague spores he had spread.

The two invisible poisonous mist that were still diffused at the last moment immediately appeared from the void in the next moment. Like two groups of fierce beasts fighting together, they entangle and devour each other, trying their best to infect each other into their own kind.

Originally, these two poisonous fogs were only fought between Remy and the poisonous woman, but as time went by, the night wind blew, and the scope of their enveloping became larger and larger, and the battlefield spread to the entire wilderness.

They boiled, they vibrate, they infect each other, they devour each other......

The poisonous corpse and the servant corpse in the poisonous fog immediately became the main battlefield for the two toadstools to fight and fight. Any poisonous corpse was swept into the poisonous mist, and the tough crust on the surface of the body, which was originally difficult to be injured by swords, immediately festered in a large area, as if it had been corroded by strong acid, revealing the bright red flesh and blood underneath that had not completely rotted and died.

Sensing the existence of the breath of flesh and blood, the two poisonous mist boiled like hungry wolves that smelled blood, rushing into the bodies of the poisonous corpses, frantically fighting for control of life in every tendon, every trace of flesh and blood, and every organ in their bodies.

No matter which side has the upper hand, it will quickly infect every trace of flesh and bones into its own kind. As puffs of black smoke escaped from the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other holes of the poisonous corpse, the body of the poisonous corpse quickly decayed and collapsed.

In the blink of an eye, a poisonous corpse with apprentice-level strength was only a pile of eroded dry bones full of speckled holes.

And the newly diffused poisonous mist merged into the team, and it was also invisibly strengthening the strength of the team.

These poisonous mists are like the most fuel-guzzling machines, and the oil they burn is the flesh and blood of any living being!