There are still many fugitives like Aya's, but thankfully they have enough food - in any case, with nearly half of the Empire's population dead, the food reserves are more than enough for them to eat.

In many cases, Aya only needs to muster up the courage to go to the villages that have become dead places, as well as the reclaimed land, and she can go door to door to search for food, which is why she can stay in the team, after all, it is still very dangerous to come into contact with those corpses and houses with dead people, and few people are willing to do this.

However, after this year's grain reserves are exhausted, the famine of the coming year is very problematic, because there are no farmers to cultivate it for a long time, and this plague has caused great damage to the social order of Zacatekaz.

Of course, few people who are now praying only for the natives to survive tomorrow can think of this.

"Ah...... Ayesasna! Ayesasna is coming......"

At this time, there was a commotion in front of the team, which made Aya grab her brother's arm.

When they heard the name Ayesas, both siblings tightened their faces.

In the midst of the fleeing crowds, the pursuit of the Imperial army and the dangers in the wilderness are only trivial, but it is the attack of the epidemic that really makes them nervous!

In the language of the natives, Ayesasna means 'the elusive, all-pervasive devil' and also means the coming of sickness.

"Has anyone caught the plague up there?"

Aya had seen several people, all walking on the road, and suddenly coughed up black blood and passed out on the road. This already means that death has come.

The siblings bypassed the crowd of onlookers from a distance, and could only vaguely see a small figure lying in the snow. The flow of fleeing people on both sides avoided it as if it were a trap.

"It's Aduril, I played with him the other day......"

Aya's younger brother let out a surprised sound. Then he lowered his head.

At the moment when the disease struck, life seemed so fragile, Aya could only hold her brother's head tightly and keep comforting softly.

The fugitives were numb to death, and after bypassing the location of the corpses, the large procession slowly moved forward again.

Aya recalled the fallen figure, and also sighed in her heart: "It's almost to Fort Hope...... It's a shame to be here......"

"I'm not going to let my brother fall to that point, waiting for this mountain range...... It's Fort Hope's sphere of influence......"

Aya secretly cheered herself on.

And at this very time. There was also a commotion at the back of the line, and dense human voices began to spread around, causing a huge chaos.

"Is anyone sick again? No! is it ......?"

Aya's pupils shrank.

"It's the Imperial Army! these damn things, come back with me!"

A sturdy native man stepped forward, holding a fishing fork specially used to spear fish, and the other natives also had weapons in their hands.

While the men were exerting their strength, the other old and weak immediately scattered and fled.

Aya also fled with her younger brother for her life, avoiding the pursuit of the Imperial army behind her.

For the massive loss of population within the territory, no upper elite can bear it. Even in the midst of the epidemic, the troops of the various strongholds were ordered to stop the displaced people.

Of course, the question of how to rescue these displaced people trapped in their own land is not a matter for the elites to worry about.

Originally, for such tasks. Even the armies of the Turen Empire were not very happy to carry it out, let alone fear the spread of the plague.

However, after a certain oracle. Almost all the guardian spirits and totems have joined forces to prevent the outcasts from entering Fort Hope's sphere of influence.

"Let's ...... away"

There was a faint sound of slashing from behind. Aya's heart tightened, and she could only keep pulling her younger brother to run.

However. At this moment, she suddenly felt the weight of her hand, and there was a dull sound behind her of a heavy object clashing with the snow.

"What's wrong?Did you fall?Hurry up!Ahhh

Aya turned her head and saw her brother lying in the snow, and immediately turned around and turned the other person's body over, but then, she saw that her brother had fallen into a coma, and the black blood stains around him were so dazzling.

"He's also sick ......"

In an instant, this thought crossed Aya's heart, and then two lines of tears flowed uncontrollably.

Aya didn't care about the possible infection, and directly stepped forward and hugged her brother into her arms: "Save him...... Who's going to save him......"

The shouts of killing are getting closer and closer, but in Aya's eyes there is hope: "There is a priest in the army, he will definitely be able to use the magic of the gods to save his brother's ......"

"Be careful, he's infected......"

Soon, the imperial army chased after them, and the others looked at the sister and brother who had fallen in the snow, obviously infected, with a look of fear on their faces, and did not dare to step forward.

"Please, save my brother!" Aya unconsciously stepped forward, but was immediately forced back by a wave of spears: "Don't come here......"

The numerous guards dispersed, forming a circle and surrounding her in the center, as if guarding against a monster.

"Hurry up and call the priests and chiefs, there's a source of infection here!"

This kind of coldness and resoluteness suddenly made the girl's heart sink slowly.

With the sound of horses' hooves, the officers and priests in multicolored feathers soon arrived.

When they saw Aya's younger brother who was unconscious in the snow and the black blood stains on the ground, the faces of these two people turned ugly.

"Shoot them quickly! Throw in dry wood and burn this place!"

An order was passed down, and Aya's last hope was brutally taken away.

"Brother...... Sorry ......"

The girl's tears fell down her brother's cheeks and neck, and then she slowly closed her eyes.

Woooo

The sound of bows and arrows kept coming, but there was no strange feeling of pain.

Aya opened her eyes in amazement, and then saw that the officer on the opposite side had been hit by a feathered arrow in the neck, and the end of the arrow was still trembling, as if it wanted to burrow into the ground.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The shouts of killing kept coming, and shadows appeared in the surrounding dense forest.

"It's an army of alien gods......"

The priest's face changed greatly, and he directly rode his horse and turned his head away, and the other natives abandoned the spears in their hands one after another, and it was also a collapsed situation.

"It's the people of Fort Hope!! Aya hugged her brother and walked towards the clergy group that suddenly appeared: "Kind and merciful people...... Please help ......"

It had already taken too much physical strength and energy, and even Aya, who was also infected, fell.

Before his consciousness completely fell into darkness, a faint voice came: "It's a pair of civilian......s!

......

The warm feeling came, and it seemed that Aya's limbs and bones also had strength.

She slowly opened her eyes, and then she saw a warm campfire, and the huge tent kept the cold out.

"What's your name, and how do you feel?"

The same native girl sat on the edge of her bed, the other with long black hair and pupils, and a golden mark on her forehead, emitting a holy glow.

"My name is Aya, thank you for saving me!"

Aya blushed and thanked her, and then her face changed: "My brother, what about my brother?"

"Don't worry, he's here too, he's just been infected for a long time and needs further treatment......"

The Virgin Barbara stopped Aya's struggle: "This is Fort Hope...... You're safe......"

Three days later, Aya, who had recovered some of her strength, came out of her brother's tent with a happy face, looked at the giant winged snake statue in the town not far away, and couldn't help but kneel down sincerely and prayed.

"Thank you, great god, for saving my brother, and from now on, Aya will be your devout believer......"

Scenes like this are happening in all corners around Fort Hope.

And waves of firm and fanatical faith power also continued to fall into the hands of Lei Lin.

"The number of believers has increased again! It seems that sending troops to the surrounding border to meet the refugees was indeed the right decision!"

The divine thought was drawn from the thread of faith just now, and Lei Lin looked at the other statistics.

Due to the hope of healing and the harvest of attacks from all sides, the area centered on Fort Hope has gathered more than 300,000 indigenous people at this time.

Under the influence of the life-saving grace, these people's faith and gratitude to Lei Lin are still very sincere.

In order to solidify the faith of this part of the indigenous people, and make them devout believers, regular prayer and worship, it is necessary to work on the work of the priesthood.

"According to this situation, as long as this group of people is thoroughly digested, it is not a problem to ignite the divine fire at all, and even the promotion of the true god is almost enough......

There was a faint excitement in Leylin's eyes.

With the expansion of Fort Hope, especially the demise of several surrounding tribes, Leylin also seized a lot of the divinity of the totem spirits.

With the help of these divinities, the killing power in his body had boiled to an extreme, and the whole person had a faint feeling that he was about to burn.

At this time, no matter who it was, they could see a layer of divine golden light on Lei Lin's body, which was an external manifestation that the divine power had completely fused with itself and had increased to the extreme.

Not only that, the death of nearly a million indigenous people has made Lei Lin initially exposed to the power of the death field, although only a part of the information has been obtained, and the chip has not been completely digitized, but this progress has been very fast.

"This wave of refugees is over, and it's time to start the next round of war......" (To be continued. )

PS: Unconsciously the witchcraft world has been written for more than half a year, and now there are 1,000 chapters, more than 3 million words, on this very commemorative night, the text copy is really grateful, thank you for supporting and subscribing to this book, thank you for walking with me! I wish you a happy Chinese New Year's Eve night!!