Panic and fear spread rapidly once again among those whose plague had not yet begun to erupt, and the screams resounded throughout the sky, and many people ran around like headless flies, unable to find their way. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The people had no idea what was happening, all they knew was that many of their companions had suddenly collapsed inexplicably, and their bodies had turned into the strange color of blood, unable to speak, let alone move.

The fear of the unknown will always be easier to break through the psychological defenses of mankind than the known enemy.

Faced with the demons raging in the city, these people can choose to flee, but at this moment they don't even know what is happening, so where should they flee?

Running away is never the solution to the problem.

"No!" Leo shouted angrily, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and the holy power exported from his body suddenly became stronger again.

Leo knew very well that there was not much time left for him, and he had to save as many plague infected people as possible before the powerful power given to him by Xiaobai in his body disappeared!

More holy light erupted from Leo's body, and more infected people were injected into it.

Blood trickled down to the ground at Leo's feet, and in just half a minute, it had gathered into a small pool of bright red.

And in the eyes of Viscount Juan, who was not far away, Leo, who was shining with holy light all over his body at this moment, was simply the same as those angels who often appeared in times of crisis in church legends and saved thousands of people from fire and water!

"Is this guy in front of me really a fake bishop?" Viscount Juan stared blankly at Leo in front of him.

In this short period of time, more than a dozen people infected by the plague were saved by Leo, although this number is just a drop in the bucket for the entire infected group at present, but in any case, Leo at least really saved dozens of lives!

Why is it that a bishop who is clearly an impostor is now so dedicated to saving these people, even many of whom are not members of the Church, even at the cost of spitting blood from his mouth several times?

You know, that's something that a lot of real bishops don't do!

Viscount Juan suddenly felt puzzled.

"It's a magician! That magician is saving people! The white light shining on Leo's body was so dazzling outside the south gate at this moment, so almost the moment the shout came out, everyone nearby noticed Leo's presence, and hundreds of eyes were projected on Leo's body at the same time, and then looked at those who were being treated by him along the white holy power radiating from Leo's body.

The color of the blood on another infected person has completely disappeared.

"This magician can save people!" Another exclamation.

In saving people and being able to save people, although there is a difference of one word, they are completely different concepts.

The meaning of saving does not mean that he can be saved, but the meaning of being able to save means that Leo does have the ability to eliminate the power of the plague in the body of the infected.

To see is to believe.

If a drowning person suddenly notices a floating object on the water's surface, even if it is just a straw, the person will hold on to it and never let go.

No matter how slim it is, it is still the hope of living, not to mention that Leo in front of him represents the hope of definitely living!

"Let's go!" Viscount Juan was pushed by the guy who suddenly appeared behind him, and almost fell to the ground. Lord Viscount, who almost fell and ate, looked angrily at the guy who had rushed in front of him, and was about to scold, but immediately closed his mouth.

The man who had just rushed over was holding a plague-infected person who had already flare-up, and although Viscount Juan did not see the face of the infected person clearly, or even could not judge the relationship between them, Viscount Juan could feel a little from the man's hurried footsteps and nervous face - this infected person must be very important to the man.

The man rushed in front of Leo, put the infected in his hand on the ground, knelt down towards Leo, and said loudly, "Master Magician, please save my brother!" ”

Leo glanced at the man out of the corner of his eye, and another burst of holy power shot out from his body, landing on the infected person in front of the man.

The small puddle of blood at Leo's feet slowly grew larger.

Looking at the holy power on his brother's body in front of him, the man couldn't help but be overjoyed, kowtowed heavily to Leo, and said loudly: "Thank you, Master Magician, I, Pujol, swear that in this life, I will-"

Before he could finish speaking, the man named Puyol suddenly fell to the ground, and the red blood instantly spread all over his body.

The plague also broke out in him.

Viscount Juan saw all this clearly, but he was not alone.

Almost all the people who had not yet had a seizure began to gather around Leo, and many of them still had their loved ones in their arms.

However, many more people did not even make it to Leo and fell halfway because of the plague.

Blood-stained.

One blood-colored body after another was placed around Leo, and the surging crowd instantly surrounded Leo, making Leo disappear from Viscount Juan's sight.

"Sorcerer-sama, please save my child!" "Please save my mother!" All kinds of pleas filled Leo's ears, but at this moment, Leo didn't even have time to look at these people, and all his whole mind was completely focused on controlling his own power to save as many people as possible.

There was still half a minute left at most, and the power in Leo's body was completely gone.

Blood flowed out of the corners of Leo's mouth even more rapidly, and the small pool of blood under his feet had turned into a large pool of blood at this moment, even by the standards of a high-level cultivator, such a large amount of blood loss was a very unbearable heavy blow!

But Leo persisted.

Leo never considered himself a self-sacrificing person, nor did he consider himself a fair and honest person, and he never even thought of being a good person.

But this big boy, who was actually only nineteen years old, remembered in his heart that his father, who died young, once stroked his young forehead and said a serious sentence.

"Be a good man, child."

"Buzz!" A shrill sound sounded suddenly, and a dazzling white light flashed from Leo's body, and the young bishop threw up his head and spurted out a mouthful of red blood, and fell to the ground under the eager gaze of hundreds of people.

Time's up.