The shadows of the clouds opened, the bright moon hung, and a faint cold mist surged over the simple stone camp.

Modrian stood on the city walls, the cold night breeze blowing, and he woke up in the middle of the night in his room, faintly feeling the subtle fluctuations of energy coming from afar.

"Blackwood Province? Is it a robbery? ... No... Wrong... It's the flames... Blood... And the power of other attributes!? ”

Doubts spread in his heart, but he couldn't do anything, except for the Shadow Stream who stayed in the territory temporarily, everyone else had already gone out to find out the news of the plague in the direction of the Blackwood Province.

"There are legendary powerhouses fighting!" Darius on his side said loudly, his cold face revealed a solemn expression, from a distant place to the Valoran Territory can still cause subtle energy fluctuations, indicating that the strength of the warring sides is very strong, it should be a legendary spellcaster, he recalled those natural magicians in the Valoran continent, the same destructive power is amazing.

Hearing this, Modrian's brows furrowed slightly, a legendary powerhouse? But why is there such a strong man fighting in the direction of the Kuroki Province, he looked up at the dark night, a sky blue blue bird soared in the moonlight, and it was obvious that his majesty also sensed the sudden energy fluctuations.

Click! Click! Click!

Unusually rapid pace sounded behind him, and Modrian looked back, and the figure of Singid emerged from the steps of the city wall, like a heavy metal tank running down the road, and behind it hung a small yodeler, and on closer inspection, it was not who Timo's little creature was.

"My lord, I succeeded!" Sinjid said with a stupid smile, the emerald green elixir in his hand rippled, and a faint elemental fluctuation permeated.

"Plague? Ha, in my eyes Sinjid, it's nothing, but I'm going to be the greatest scientist! ”

Modrian's gaze fell on Timo's, and when he saw the yodeler nodding slightly, his fair face smiled, which should be the best news he had heard in recent times.

"Very well done, Sinjid, what's the name of the potion?"

A slight 'cold' smile tugged at his nerve-numb face, and Sinjid saluted, "It is my honor to serve you, although I like to attach my name to my potion. ”

"But this is my elaborate gift to my lord, and it's better for you to name it!"

Modrian did not refuse Singid's kindness, and took the emerald green potion in his hand, but did not want the system in the retina to flicker slightly.

【Potion (unnamed)】

[Item Rarity: Low-tier Magic Items]

[Material: Leaf of Life, Plague Flesh, Mutagenesis Potion]

[Weight: 0.1 kg]

[Unique Active: After taking it, it can cure severe plague infection, and continuously obtain health regeneration for 12 seconds.] 】

[Note: This is a potion carefully developed by the alchemist Sinjid, it is difficult to compare that the mad scientist has successfully made a good 'life' potion in a very short period of time, even experimenting with himself.] 】

With a slight movement of his eyes, Modrian looked up at the humble Sinjid in front of him, and said with a smile: "Then it's called Sinjid No. 1 Elixir, I look forward to you making more suitable potions later." ”

【Ding...... Congratulations to the host for successfully naming Sinjid Elixir No. 1! 】

The cold system prompt sounded in his ears, and Modrian was a little surprised, does this mean that it can have an effect on the plague after being confirmed by the system? Unfortunately, there are no substantial rewards.

"Hey, I will!" Sinjid scratched his smooth head and said, his body swaying slightly, and the huge glass medicine bottle he was carrying rippled.

Modrian walked forward, and when he passed Singid, he whispered: "Don't experiment with your own body next time, even if you have the crown of Ion, you may not be able to recover your body perfectly." ”

Looking at the dilapidated camp in the silent night, Modrian's expression was much more relaxed, and the arrival of Singid relieved him of the plague, or at least saw hope for a complete solution to the plague.

"Can the agent be mass-produced? Are the materials used scarce and precious? ”

Hearing Modrian's inquiry, Sinjid restrained his honest expression, returned to the character of an alchemist, and said in a non-hurried tone: "The materials needed for the potion are not cherished, the leaf of life can be used in the jungle where the seeds under the crown of Ion grow, the plague flesh is very common, the mutagenesis potion is very simple, and if a perfect laboratory is established, it can be mass-produced." ”

"In addition, because everyone's body is different, this medicine can only solve the problems of most people, and it may be difficult for some people's bodies to react to occasionally, and I need to make another medicine according to the situation after taking the medicine."

"I don't have to worry about a small part, I need to make as many Sinjid No. 1 potions as I can." Modrian looked into the distance, feeling a little unprovoked, as if something was about to happen.

"Following your will, I need the help of the War Masons, who, though half-magicians, are up to some easy jobs." Sinjid nodded slightly, then asked. During this period of experimentation, he knew that there was a serious shortage of legal professionals in Valoran's territory, and it was estimated that he would need to be busy himself.

"Yes, I'll let Crane cooperate with you, and in terms of labs, I'm going to re-establish a lab in the Fort Dig area that meets your requirements as much as possible." Modrian promised that Sinjid, one of the most famous alchemists in the city of Zaun, was worth the upfront investment.

"Thank you, my lord!" Sinjid bowed and said, and then he pulled out a strange-looking mechanism from the compartment under the glass pill bottle behind him.

"This is another small gift I have for you - [Plague Breath Device], wear it, you can move freely in the plague area."

Modrian looked at the bulky and rugged plague breath device in Sinjid's hand, which was very biased towards the steampunk style of the previous life, and it could be seen that the top part of the device could cover the face, and the bottom was a metal box, like a breathing device on his back, but it didn't seem to be airtight, and there were a few places to ventilate.

"Is it to filter out the plague gas? Or neutralize plague gases? Modrian thought about it casually, then took the plague breath device and tried to put it on, it was not as uncomfortable as he imagined, and the whole was still very comfortable.

"Very good...... Well? ..... It's...."Modrian looked at Sinjid approvingly, wanting to praise him, but he didn't want to feel a strange fluctuation falling from a distance into the dilapidated camp not far away.

"That direction....... It's the province of Blackwood, and sure enough, what's going on there.... But why didn't the dove deliver the message back? Did you encounter an enemy? "Countless thoughts swirled through my mind, and in the end I got nothing.

After taking a deep breath, Modrian quietly stared at the dilapidated camp with transcendent eyes, since that strange wave fell into the camp, then something must have happened.

But in an instant, he clearly saw the strange changes unfolding in front of his eyes. From the calm of the night to the bloody riots, the transformation took place in a very short time.

Pained wails broke the dim starlight, the rusty smell of blood drifted to the improvised camp, and countless frenzied figures clustered around them.

It's like the riot that night started, but it's different, it's a spontaneous riot that completely loses its mind, and even the closest relatives around it are not spared.

"An out-of-control plague? Damn, what the hell is going on? ”