Chapter 313: The Plague

Due to Li Ji's meritorious service, the undead legion has been retreating underground for several days in a row, and it has not appeared, which makes the warriors of Tan'er Star temporarily breathe a sigh of relief, they originally had to fight every day, and they had to live in fear, but they finally relaxed a little in the past few days.

This made Li Ji a little depressed, after all, he was ready to make persistent efforts and achieve better results, but he didn't expect the undead army to shrink directly.

Of course, Li Ji did not relax his vigilance, the undead legion temporarily gave up the attack, it does not mean that the apocalypse gave up the attack, the acceptance of the apocalypse is not only the undead legion, the undead legion is likely to be just a war weapon made by the death knights under the apocalypse. And Apocalypse has four knights under him.

Of the four knights, the most powerful should be the War Knight, but the most feared is the Plague Knight.

The Plague Knight can spread germs and create plagues, and for Li Ji, these are just tricks and will not pose any threat, but for the warriors of Tan'er, the plague may be their talisman.

Although these warriors are strong, they can't get out of the category of ordinary people, and the medical level of Tanerxing is very low, and there are only thirty or forty people in the entire stronghold, including Shakatir, who can see a doctor and treat diseases.

Li Ji has also discovered these days that in a battle, there may be hundreds of Taner Star warriors who died directly on the battlefield, and hundreds of them died due to injuries and concurrent inflammation when they returned to the stronghold, and the medical level of Taner Star is too far worse than that of Earth.

When Li Ji asked Shakatier to understand, Shakatier also said that there was nothing he could do. Once upon a time, when the Apocalypse was not on the planet of Taner, the planet was almost incomparably ill under the protection of their god of life, which led to the uselessness of medicine, and only a few people studied it. Now I want to cultivate, but I can't cultivate it.

During the truce of several days, Shakatir organized a major memorial service to pray for the soldiers who died in the battle, hoping that they would all succeed in ascending to the temple of the god of life. Li Ji participated in this event, but he always felt an indescribable weirdness.

One of the most important rituals in the memorial activities is to use the water of life to soak the whole body, but the water of life is green, and Li Ji feels that it is similar to bathing in the Ganges River to pray for blessings, so he did not participate in it and went back early.

The situation on the second day was normal, but from the third day onwards, the warriors of Taner Star began to have symptoms of colds.

"Is it because I poured the water of life on my body the day before yesterday and caused me to catch a cold?" As soon as Li Ji asked this question, he knew that he was wrong, will he catch a cold at a temperature of fifty or sixty degrees?

"I don't know, for the time being, the cause of the illness of these soldiers has not been discovered, and many fever-reducing drugs have been used, but there is no effect." Shakatir was worried.

Li Ji's face also became solemn, and it seemed that the most worrying thing for him had appeared.

"Plague? What is that? "Shakatir has never heard of this term, and in Thar, the plague has never existed.

Li briefly explained the meaning of the plague to Shakatyr, and Shakatyr's expression became more serious: "Based on what I know about the sick warriors, it seems to be a bit similar to what you said. ”

Li Ji was almost certain that this time it was the Plague Knight who had made a move. Although it is not clear how the other party made a move, Li Ji guessed the timing of the other party's shot.

"Probably the day before yesterday, no wonder it always felt a little weird that day."

"Shakatir, where did you get your water for life, can you take me to see it?" After thinking about it for a long time, Li Ji made an unreasonable request to Shakatir.

The source of the water of life is one of the most important secrets of every stronghold of Taner, and it is the sustenance of the faith and soul of every Taner. Even if you want to enter the source land, you have to reach a certain level of identity.

"I'm sorry, Gage, it's not that I don't trust you, it's that the Origin is too important to us." Shakatir thought about it for a long time, but still rejected Li Ji.

"Then you remember to isolate every Tan'er warrior who gets sick, and it's uncertain if this plague is contagious." Li Ji didn't force it, anyway, he wouldn't get sick. Shakatir rejected Li Ji, and the death would only be the people of Tan'er.