The three of them carefully dragged the corpses into the house, and after dousing them with fire oil, the corpses could easily ignite. The three of them threw some flammable materials such as firewood into the house to prevent the flames from being extinguished before the body was burned.

"That way, there is no need to worry about the plague continuing to spread through these corpses. The elder plague doctor gasped and said, "It's a pity that there is not a single living ...... in the entire village of more than thirty people What a terrible and unforgiving disaster. ”

"Old Eli, there's no time for you to grieve, it's time for us to go to the next village to fight the plague. The plague doctor with the sword said, his tone neither sad nor joyful.

"Please don't say that, Master Matt, at least give Mr. Eli a little rest, he's old after all. The young plague doctor advised him that he was actually a little tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

"Okay, take a break, but you can't drink water here. Matt reminds that since the mask is fully enclosed, it must be removed if you want to drink water. In this hellish place full of death, who knows what the consequences will be if the mask is removed......

The three of them sat down to rest when suddenly, the sound of a rapid dog barking came from the bushes in the distance.

"What's the situation?" said old Illiel to his feet, leaning on his cane.

"I don't know, maybe I met a beast. Matt sat still with his sword in his hands, and as a plague doctor, he had seen so much death that he didn't care if a dog lived or died.

"I'll go and see, maybe it's a survivor......" Although he didn't think it was likely, the young man walked towards the bushes with his cane.

The young man had not yet approached the bushes when suddenly, a huge creature sprang out of it, with a dog in its mouth. The dog's stomach had been bitten open, and blood was dripping from the carcass. The giant was more than a man tall, its whole body was covered with thick long hair, and the muscles on its hideous body were bulging, evil and weird.

"Hell see what hell ...... hell" saw the situation in front of him clearly, and the young man ran away. The creature behind it, no, it should be said that the monster, with the dog's corpse in its mouth, chased frantically behind, and the blood-colored one-eyed gleam flashed with a fierce light.

The speed of the monster was extremely fast, and a few ups and downs had already caught up with the young man, and with just a slight wave of his claws, the young man flew out as if he had been hit by a boulder, and fell heavily to the ground.

One of the monster's feet stepped on the young man's body, and he opened his mouth to spit the dog's corpse aside, and without the cover of the dog's corpse, the monster's head was completely revealed, it was a demon that had escaped from hell...... This is a real monster, a monster that even a bard has never depicted.

The claw just now had already broken several ribs of the young man, and fear was mixed with severe pain, so that he couldn't even resist, he could only watch the monster's hideous mouth slowly approach his neck, "If you are bitten by that kind of mouth, I'm afraid you will die in an instant when you don't even notice the pain." The young man thought to himself.

A crisp click sounded, and the expected relief did not come. The young man opened his eyes in horror, only to see a broken cane in the monster's mouth. Before he could think of why the cane appeared in the monster's mouth, Qingyue's sword sound had already interrupted his thoughts.

Matt wielded a heavy broadsword in his right hand and slashed at the monster's head from the bottom up, and the powerful sword actually slashed the monster's head to one side, and then, with a beautiful twist, he pushed the monster out with his knees. It's all happening in a flash, incredibly fast.

"What the hell is this monster?" asked old Ilie fearfully, as he lifted the young man up.

"Werewolves. Matt stood in front of the two of them and said coldly, "A monster that feeds on blood, I didn't expect it to appear here, it seems that those strange deaths in the village are caused by it, hateful." ”

The werewolf's mandibles had just been slashed by Matt with his sword, but the wound had quietly healed as they spoke. Not only that, but the sword also inspired the werewolf's ferocity, staining its already red eyes with a real tyranny.

"Have you been beaten?" asked Old Ilet, his voice visibly trembling.

"I don't know, no one has ever these guys head-on before, this thing is no ordinary beast. Matt gritted his teeth and said, "I wish we had a chance to live." ”

The werewolf roared and rushed over, the roar deafening! Matt rolled sideways past the werewolf's claws as he slashed at its knee. The blade collided with the werewolf's skeleton, and a few sparks burst out, and Matt felt as if he had slashed on the pig iron, and his hands were numb.

The werewolf was in pain, and his hand was a claw, which swept directly into Matt's chest. The blow was so swift that Matt had to defend himself against the blow with his sword.

Although the broadsword blocked the claws, the force from the blade swept Matt out in an instant, and he scrambled to his feet from the ground, and then ran into the depths of the jungle without looking back.

He left the old Eli and the young man behind.

The werewolf's roar came from behind him, and it seemed to be mixed with the screams of humans. Matt gritted his teeth and didn't think about what was happening behind him, just ran desperately......

"Who did that?" said Towell's fist slammed into the cherry-wood table, blood surging in his otherwise blue eyes.

The original plague had already given him a headache, and now that the plague doctor had been attacked and killed, all kinds of unpleasant factors came together, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"Judging from the situation at the scene, they should have been attacked by our clan, and the two people who died both had huge bite marks on their necks, which should have been caused by wolfish teeth. Livian looked at Towell's unhappy face and said cautiously.

Toddll sat on the couch, his face sinking like water. It's been a long time since he's been so angry, and the last time it seems to be when he "cooperated" with Edward, the Black Prince, "Pass on my order to send some of the men to infiltrate the plague doctors, on the one hand, to cure the plague, and on the other hand, to protect their safety." ”

"Yes. Livian replied.

"Also, to gather the bodies of the dead and burn them, to gather together the healthy poor, to burn the clean blood of the plague and to burn them in the same way, and to hand over the poultry and livestock to the healthy to raise, and no one knows how long the plague will last, these are our reserve rations!"

From the outbreak of the plague to the present, the number of deaths has exceeded the imagination of many people. Food shortages have become increasingly severe, and Thornville has decided to put some people to sleep in order to solve the current blood shortage caused by the mass death of the poor.

"My lord, I don't think it's a smart choice to put your people to sleep at this stage. Livian said solemnly.

"I understand, but the death toll is rising too fast. If this continues, I am afraid that some people who can't resist the temptation will be driven away by instinct, and you should understand the result......"

"Well, follow your choice. ”

The taverns in the city are still open, and there are people who numb themselves with alcohol at any given time. At a broken wooden table in the corner, a down-and-out man in a black robe drank glass after glass of crude brandy. This kind of alcohol is looked down upon by the people of the upper class, and only the common people use it to buy drunkenness.

The spicy burning sensation spreads from the mouth to the stomach and then from the stomach to the brain, and only by immersing himself in the numb sensation will the man not feel uncomfortable.

He had been in the tavern for a few days now.

"Try this, it should taste better than the one you drink. The strange man next to him handed over a white tin flask, which exuded a rich fragrance.

"Thank you. Matt picked up the flask and drank it all, and after a long breath, Matt turned his head and shouted, "Boss, check out!"

"I've already paid for it, let's talk. As he spoke, the strange man slapped a badge on the wooden table. It was a silver coat of arms, with two swords and shields overlapping each other to form the main body of the coat of arms, and the rest of the part was engraved with rough and intricate patterns......

"In recent years, even the aristocracy has begun to play this dangerous game, and they are not interested in women. Matt looked at the strange man's delicate clothes and said with a snort of wine.

"Now can we talk? The strange man ignored his sarcasm and asked indifferently, "Don't worry, I'm the only one here, you don't have to worry about it, and besides, I have no interest in dealing with traitors." ”

“...... What do you want to know?" Matt compromised.

"All. ”