Three days have passed in a flash.

When the bell symbolizing the fall of midnight echoed over the entire city, a dazzling red light suddenly appeared in all corners of the city, and shrouded every corner of the streets and alleys at a very fast speed.

All of a sudden, the animals, which were sensitive to danger, woke up and either began to scream like crazy, or ran in groups in the direction of the outside of the city.

In just a few seconds, a large swath of scavengers with terrifying green eyes burst into the streets, knocking the guards patrolling the streets to the ground, gnawing them into a skeleton of bones, and not even having time to scream before they died.

With the pungent smell of blood permeating, the city-state of Archie finally turned into purgatory.

Normally, it is impossible for such a strange situation not to even be noticed by a person.

But the funny thing is that until all the animals are gone, and the horrible red light on the streets is gone, the city is still in dead silence, and no one wakes up to find it all in the first place.

When the golden sunlight slowly rose from the sea level early the next morning, countless violent coughing voices instantly broke the peace.

"Ahem, ahem......"

"Damn! I ...... I actually coughed up blood!"

"Me too!"

"Are you sick? Doctor, call a doctor!"

"I'm so cold!

......

All of a sudden, all those who had just woken up from their sleep fell into a panicked situation.

It's not that they are too timid, but the disease came so suddenly and quickly, and in less than two hours, almost more than a third of the city's population began to experience all kinds of discomfort, and in severe cases, they have already entered a state of dying.

But as the culprit who manipulated the imminent outbreak of the death curse, the boy remained calm, sitting on the balcony on the second floor of the luxurious villa, eating a hearty breakfast while watching the chaos and panic spread.

After about half an hour, when the food on the table was all over the place, he said to the leader of the shapeshifters who was standing by and listened patiently and ordered, "You can leave with your men!"

"Leave?" the shapeshifter leader looked up, his eyes revealing disbelief.

The boy nodded slightly, "That's right! The city is finished! It will be a signal, a signal to all betrayers that we have arrived, and a sign that we will no longer abide by the stupid and ridiculous rules of engagement of the past, and that the ultimate goal of our conquest will be the complete destruction of all living beings on this planet. You have to understand that a civilization that does not have enough population to support it is not worthy of being called a civilization, unless they have solved the mystery of creating life and can replicate thousands of their kind in a short period of time, rather than decades or even centuries. ”

"And what about our mission?" asked the leader of the shapeshifters, cautiously.

"Of course, it is to go to other cities and continue to carry out the infiltration plan that has been made. If the death of hundreds of thousands of people in the surrounding area can't arouse the vigilance of those kings, I don't mind coming a few more times. In addition, pick more seeds with potential, they will play an unexpected role in the future. The boy smiled and uttered the most cruel, cold-blooded words.

As a child who grew up in the Darantian civilization, he never regarded the natives of the conquered world as his own kind, but regarded them as things that could be disposed of at will like poultry and livestock.

In fact, when he read about the history of the conquest of the Darrant civilization, he couldn't help but have a question.

What is it that makes these executioners, who were originally keen on exterminating most of the life on a planet, finally choose to put down the butcher knife and give up the inexpensive and effective means of killing the contagion curse.

Is it necessary to enslave the indigenous population, to use them as a supplement to cheap labor?

Or did they invent more destructive strategic magic as magic technology advanced?

The answer is clearly neither.

If labor is needed, the Darents can use cheap puppets that require neither food, water, nor rest in large quantities, and they are far more efficient and obedient than the hateful natives.

As for the continuous advancement of magic technology, it is more reflected in other aspects.

It was as if the Darents had completely abandoned the idea of delving into the mysteries of death overnight, which naturally included the vicious curse.

You know, unlike plague and disease, the latter acts on the body, so once the cause is found, it can be easily eradicated.

But the former acts on the soul and can even draw power from the constantly dying life, making itself stronger and stronger.

When an entire city is dead, the power of the curse's root becomes so great that powerful spellcasters will have to pay a price to deal with it.

In the eyes of boys, this is the cheapest, most practical, and most perfect strategic magic.

Anyway, the purpose of conquering a world is not to rule, but to plunder resources, what to do with so many lives, and then to fight for endless resistance and harassment, it is better to die all of them without worry.

"Got it! I'll take care of everything. With that, the leader of the shapeshifters put one hand on his chest and bowed deeply.

He didn't need to ask to know that he had been completely impressed by the boy in front of him who exuded a dark aura all over his body.

Calm down!

Reason!

Ripe!

Cold!

And that attitude that the death of thousands of lives is not the same thing!

These are undoubtedly the qualities that a supreme commander of an expeditionary force must have.

He had no doubt that this conquest would be an unprecedented victory, even breaking the record of the least self-depletion and the fastest conquest in hundreds of years.

Of course, it is unknown whether there will be an opinion from the top to reactivate the Contagion curse.

After all, there was no law from beginning to end that did not allow expeditionary forces to use the Contagion Curse in the process of conquering a world, it was only not recommended to use it lightly, so in the long run, most commanders would abide by this customary unspoken rule.

It's a pity that this time, the boy clearly does not intend to follow his "predecessors".

On the contrary, he wants to strengthen the power of this extremely contagious curse through mass infection and killing, so that its incubation time is shorter, and the lethality rate of the outbreak is higher, and it is best to shorten the process from infection to death to six or seven days......