"What are you worried about?" Soreen was a little puzzled, she felt that those strange lifeforms at the South Gate, that is, the necromancy, were only used for temptation, and there seemed to be nothing unusual about it.

But seeing Gofidor's serious expression, Sorine felt that things were not as simple as she imagined, after all, Gofedor never joked when faced with something that needed to be taken seriously.

"Actually, I'm not sure if it's just me worrying." Gofedor took a sip of tea, and then continued, "Judging from the reflections of the uninjured guards at the South Gate, those strange lifeforms just want to grab and bite when they see people, and they have no combat skills at all. The guards who were injured by them had a certain amount of bulge in their muscles, except for some shortness of breath, and the wounds could not be healed.

"It's because of these wounded guards that they don't seem to be so unusual, that I think those strange lifeforms may not be that simple. Let's just say that I even suspected that those strange beings had some kind of virus capable of infecting humans, so I decided to isolate the wounded guards."

Gofedor's idea seemed a bit bold to Thorin and Piant, but her concerns were not unfounded.

Since the Southern Continent has been in a closed state since the birth of this world, the humans in the Southern Continent generally lack the understanding of alien races, and they don't know what abilities aliens have, and the same is true for Sorin, Biante, and Gofidor, who are from Southern Continent. If it weren't for the demons, I'm afraid they really wouldn't know that in addition to humans and dragons, there are other races with a certain amount of intelligence in this world.

It is precisely because of his ignorance of the alien race that Gofidor has such concerns, after all, in fact, whether it is the necromancer whom they regard as strange lifeforms, or the guards who are injured by the necromancer, there is something abnormal about it.

"Listen to you, have you already dealt with the wounded guards?" Soreen asked again.

"I temporarily placed them in the arena and gave them a few tents and enough water and food." Gofedor nodded, and immediately responded, "I've decided to let them be there for a few days before making plans."

Considering that Phothestown was one of the most densely populated city-states in the Southern Continent, Gofedor first ordered to isolate the guards as far as possible from contact with the rest of the world. And the arena, which is usually not stepped into by anyone, is a good isolation place.

There is probably no better place to isolate the wounded guards in the ring of the arena, provide them with enough living resources, and then cordon off the arena to prevent them from coming into contact with the outside world, while also being able to observe their condition from the stands.

"That's a good idea...... Gofidor made Thorin nod in satisfaction, and then she looked at Payant, "What do you think, Payand?"

Piante just shrugged his shoulders and responded, "Now that Gofey has taken care of it, I can't say anything, although I don't think it's appropriate to leave them in the arena like this, but there's really no better way."

What Pointe said was not suitable was that the arena was not a place for people to live, and it was probably not good for the guards who were doing their best to keep the city of Phothes safe to isolate them just because of an injury that had not yet been determined what the consequences would be. At least, that's what Pointe thinks.

But even if he let Piant deal with it, he wouldn't have done anything better, and he knew that Gofedor had dealt with it as peacefully as possible, so he didn't say anything more.

"I'm honored to have Brother Biante's understanding......" Gofedore smiled, put his right hand on his chest, and bent slightly towards Biante.

"I don't think you're deliberately mocking me?" Biante gave Gofidol an angry look.

Gofeidor mischievously stuck out her tongue at Paiante, then stood up, looked at Thorin and said, "I'm going to see what the wounded guards are doing."

With that, she turned and left the study.

After leaving the study, Gofedor prepared to leave the castle and walk directly in the direction of the arena. But she hadn't taken a few steps when she came across a servant who had come in a hurry.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Gofedor asked, looking at the anxious-looking servant.

The servant's eyes lit up when he saw Gofedor, as if he had seen a savior. She hurriedly walked up to Gofidor and saluted, and then immediately said, "Lord Gofidor has come to report that the wounded guards in the arena are behaving very strangely, please go and take a look."

Hearing this, Gofedor couldn't help but frown, and his face darkened.

(Isn't that right...... ）

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The Hell, located in the laboratory of the former Aktri in the deepest part of Yealam.

After Aktri's death, Rusa took over the lab completely, while remodeling the lab's structure to a certain extent. She placed the necromantic mother in the cave closest to the cave where the Blood Shadow Worm was raised, and then opened two caves, setting up a test site with plenty of space between the two caves.

At this moment, Artevans and Aruba were standing in the testing ground, and in front of them was a large, transparent, special material chest, in which several necromancers were wandering.

"If Aktri were still alive, he would be very happy. I'm amazed that you could think of transforming these necromancers in this way." Atfans looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In the face of Artevans's compliment, Rusa's face was as calm as ever, as if there were no emotional fluctuations, she turned to face Artevans, bent down modestly, and said, "Lord Artevans has won the award, I must have thought of such a transformation at the beginning, but it didn't happen, I just finished what he didn't accomplish."

"Why should you be humble?" Artevans smiled, and turned his gaze entirely on the further modified necromancers in front of him.

When Rusa first offered to use these necromancers in her assault on Phothes, Atvance was a little surprised, as he had barely been to the lab, and he didn't know what Rusa had been here for so many years.

When he saw these further transformed necromancers, Artevans couldn't help but be amazed.

On the surface, these necromancers are still the same as they had been modified by Acteri a hundred years ago, because the will of the mother body has been changed so that each necromancer obeys the will of the demons at the moment of birth, and has also been transformed to be able to display the characteristics of the demons.

What Rusha did was to infect these necromancers with the Bloodshade Worm and make them more stable bloodthirsty.

It seems to be a very ordinary transformation, but due to some properties of the necromancy, it is difficult for them to be infected, and Aruba overcomes this difficulty.

Although because the demons have been hidden in the Dark Prison for a hundred years, there is a serious shortage of humans who were originally used to transform into bloodthirsties, and the production of bloodthirstens has been stopped for a time. However, the supply of humans to be used as hives of the Blood Shadow Worm has not been interrupted.

Lil "captive" the humans who were captured in her park, and then all the humans who were originally used to transform into bloodthirsty people were also released, causing the number of humans in the park to steadily increase. When Rusa is not enough in the hive, she can catch a few people directly from Lil's paradise, which forms a benign development.

Therefore, the research on hemophagosis has not ended.

Because she was no longer able to use humans as she pleased, causing them to be infected by the Bloodshade Worm, suffering from hemophagocy, and becoming bloodthirsty, Rusha set her sights on the necromancy.

As long as the mother is given enough energy, the necromancer is a life that can continue to "produce" and is much more efficient than humans, which prompted Rusha's plan to transform the necronomicon into a bloodthirsty. And compared to humans, the necrogens who become bloodthirsty are more useful due to the advantages of their racial characteristics.

Just when the operation of Phochers City was tested before, the necromancers who were put at the south gate of Forchers City were the necromancers who had been transformed into bloodthirsty ones.

Thinking of this, Artevans turned his head again and asked Rusa, "How effective are those necromancers?"

"I've already injured a few soldiers defending the city, and it doesn't take until night to show the effect." Rusha immediately responded.

"yes, that's really looking forward to what they'll do with those infected soldiers." Hearing Rusa's answer, Artevans sneered, and his eyes became a little pleasant.

"When is Lord Artevans going to attack?" Rusha asked.

"Hmm......" Artevans lowered his head slightly, thinking.

A moment later.

"How many bloodthirsty necrons are there now?"

"Nearly five hundred available."

"Will putting it all on the battlefield affect subsequent production?"

"Yes but not serious, just add a few hives temporarily, and temporarily inject more energy into the necromantic mother to restore the original production rate."

Arubusa's answer made Artevans very satisfied, and at the same time, he was viscerally amazed by Arusa's abilities.

Artevans thought for a moment, then said slowly, "Let's rest for two days and take care of some small things. Two days later, send all the bloodthirsty necromancers you can use into battle to attack. If those humans can successfully stop the bloodthirsty necromancers, then we will directly attack the city of Phothes."

"Understood!"

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City of Phorces, the grandstand of the Arena.

"I really didn't expect it to be like this...... Gofedor looked at the scene in front of him, biting his lip, and his face became a little ugly.

At this time, in the ring of the arena, the guards who had been scratched by the bloodthirsty necrons had completely turned into bloodthirsties, and they were crying and howling in the ring because they could not obtain blood and could not drink each other's blood.

"Lord Gofedor, what now?" The servant on the side asked.

"Let Sister Sorine and Brother Biante come here immediately." Gofedor's expression was very solemn, "We may face a great crisis......

(End of chapter)