Escorted in were two young humans, a man and a woman. They were all frightened by what they had seen and heard along the way, and the two of them trembled like quails and turned pale. It can be seen from the coarse cloth clothes on their bodies that these are just two ordinary civilians.

"The freshest real yàn material, grabbed from the town of Nanhai in the south." Meteorite said as if he were introducing cargo.

The apothecary stepped up, surveyed the two humans, and finally reached out and pinched the woman's chin and examined her teeth. She was afraid to resist, but she didn't dare to move.

"Not bad, very healthy," said the pharmacist with satisfaction after examining the two humans one by one, he turned his head and looked at the Thorn, "Say, what do you want from me?" ”

"You know what I want, Herbert." Thorn replied triumphantly.

"Well, here's for you," the pharmacist Herbert thought for a moment, took out a jar of white ointment and threw it over, "The latest type of embalming liquid, specially made for the queen, can effectively prevent **rotting." ”

Meteorite grabbed the jar, shook it in his hand, and turned away contentedly.

The apothecary walked over to the cage where the orc's corpses were kept—the iron cage was the largest of the cages on the right, more than a man tall.

"It's yours." He said to the abomination of the escort humans.

The latter grinned happily, hooked the corpse with the hook in his left hand, and dragged it out.

"You two, both go in!" The apothecary commanded towards the two humans.

The man, apparently guessing his next tragic fate, clenched his fists in despair and rushed towards the pharmacist. But before he could reach the other man's robe, a heavy boning axe slammed into his chest. Abomination was using the back of an axe, and it obviously didn't want to kill the real yàn material that already belonged to the apothecary.

But Rao is like this, and it is enough for him. With the sound of bones breaking, the man was still smashed and flew out, hitting the iron cage hard, he struggled for a while, but found that he couldn't even move at all.

"Anderson!" The woman let out a terrible scream. Lunged at the man. Obviously, the two humans obviously knew each other, and they knew each other very well.

"Rest assured, he's not dead. I'm not going to let him die so easily. The apothecary said indifferently, nodding at the abomination. The latter willingly threw her into the cage, and then threw the man in like a rag.

"Anderson, dear, are you alright?" The woman got up from the ground. Lunge at the motionless man. She took the man in her arms and wept sadly. The man wasn't dead yet, but he wasn't far from death, his face was pale, his face was covered in sweat, and blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth.

In desperation, the woman lay her husband flat on the ground and crawled over to the fence.

"Please, sir. My husband is dying, have mercy on us, treat him! She cried and pleaded.

"Don't ask them. Nemo, these rotting and stinking living dead will never know what sympathy is," the man awoke and said weakly behind her, "don't beg them, dear. ”

The woman turned around, looked at her husband, and then turned her head again. In her eyes, dignity and nothing are as important as her husband.

"Please, sir!" She pleaded again.

"I gotta say. Your husband has a deep prejudice against the Forsaken, but that doesn't affect my pity for you! To everyone's surprise, the apothecary took out a light gray flask and threw it into the cage.

"Give him a drink. can alleviate his pain. He said indifferently.

At that moment, no one knew what he was thinking, and the concern for her husband made the woman not have the heart to think about why. At the end of the tunnel, Diego lowered his gun slightly, thinking that the pharmacist just didn't want to waste his real materials and didn't want him to die so early.

The woman gratefully picked up the vial from the ground. Then she opened the stopper and poured the liquid into her husband's mouth.

The potion soon took effect, and the man no longer looked as painful as before, his breathing became softened, and his face became rosy.

"Thank you, sir, for your kindness." The woman turned her head and said with a grateful face.

She lowered her head again, looking at her husband with concern, so oblivious to the sarcasm on the apothecary's lips.

The pharmacist didn't leave or do anything else, but just watched the couple in the cage quietly. Diego realized that something was not quite right.

A few minutes later, as if all of a sudden, the man gasped for breath, as if an invisible hand was holding his throat.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?" The woman screamed in horror. She nervously hugged the man into her arms, trying to make him feel comfortable, but the man who had become so powerful pushed her away.

The man struggled violently like a fish out of water, but the toxins in his body were so violent that in less than a minute, he stopped moving, and lay on the ground stiff like a dead fish, only his feet were still twitching slightly.

The woman was so sad that she couldn't help crying.

"It's not a cure at all, it's a damn poison! You hellish liar! The woman suddenly threw herself at the fence and cursed in despair, the fact that she had poisoned her lover to death with her own hands gnawed at her heart like a poisonous snake, making her almost crazy!

However, at the sound of her crying, the man's body suddenly slowly rose from the ground.

The woman who heard the movement turned around and looked at Yiqiē in front of her in disbelief, dumbfounded.

The man's skin began to turn a black-green like rotten leaves. He stood up and shook his head, as if remembering what had happened. He finally turned his head blankly, and then saw his wife. Unconsciously he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, looking as if he was hungry.

"Abomination, get this woman out of here!" He shouted with difficulty.

But the abomination is motionless.

With a groan, he reached out his fingers and grabbed his messy hair, which fell from the top of his head, revealing the blue skin underneath. The blood vessels under the skin wriggle and twist like earthworms.

His wife hesitated and asked, "Honey, are you okay?" ”

A flash of pain flashed across his face, as if he was resisting something inside him. When his wife hesitantly took a step forward, he struggled and roared: "Don't come near me again!" ”

Her love for her husband made the woman ignore his resistance and continue to walk towards him. He shoved her away violently, with incredible force. The woman flew like a bundle of straw against the fence, slowly slid down, and collapsed to the ground.

"Stand back." The man was now almost yelling at his throat. He slowly leaned back with his arms around until his back was against the cage's bar. He whimpered in pain, but his face was dark red with bloody tears.

Diego finally knew what was happening in front of him. Although he knew what would happen to humans after they were infected with the plague of natural disasters, when this qiē actually happened in front of him, he only felt a burst of creep, and then a burning rage. He had never been more eager to burn down this twisted and evil city with a fire than he had at this moment.

He turned his head and saw Masrae and Bloodspear also leaning together in front of the small window, staring at the qiē with a raging anger in their eyes.

"Hurry up, Masrae, get this damn door open!" Diego whispered urgently. Masrae lowered his head, and a vine sprouted from his finger, stretching towards the keyhole.

In the iron cage, the man raised his hand, dipped some blood from the corner of his mouth, and hissed and roared. The remnants of his sanity and the desire for flesh and blood continued to clash in his mind, making his face look sometimes calm, sometimes hideous. Yet after a few minutes, he put his finger in his mouth and sucked it with relish. As if tempted by a demon, he suddenly pounced on his wife, revealing the white fangs of his mouth that had become sharp.

The woman screamed, blood splattered onto the cage, on the ground. Separated by a door, Diego could still hear the indescribable, creepy sounds: tearing, ripping, munching. The staccato sobs showed that the man knew what he was doing, but he had no control over his body.

At that moment, there was a soft "click" sound from the keyhole, and the door was opened.

"~ kill these dogs ~ mother ~ raised!" The orc roared in disarray, and he rushed out like a burning flame.

This time, Diego didn't hold him. Because he, too, is unraveling the death gaze from behind. (To be continued.) )