Near the Clotto Mountains in the Andes, two Harrier Eagle helicopters quickly flew across the horizon and landed next to the town on the edge of the mountains, accompanied by the sound of "clicking" propellers turning.

As soon as the helicopter landed, and the propeller had not yet come to a safe stop, several staff members wearing strict chemical protection suits next to him ran over with their heads bowed and handed the sealed protective equipment in.

"Hurry up, please change into protective clothing immediately, this place has begun to be gradually eroded by negative energy, if you don't want to cause the necrosis and atrophy of the exposed organs if you don't want to pay attention, then please finish changing clothes as soon as possible." ”

While the staff below shouted, the leader at the edge of the cabin had quickly taken over the equipment handed over, and then distributed it to everyone in the helicopter in turn.

"Heh, double enchantment. Secondary resistance to negative energy, perseverance and will. Simon took the equipment again and noticed the flickering magical aura on it, and after a little inspection, he recognized the spell on the suit.

"It seems that the situation here is even worse than I thought!" Simon thought as he quickly changed into his protective suit, which would have been necessary just in the Cloto Mountains of the Andes.

Dozens of minutes later, dozens of special personnel urgently dispatched from the helicopter had completely changed their equipment, and then quickly gathered at the edge of the landing place according to the instructions of the staff, preparing to rush to the nearest temporary base.

Desolation, dead silence, everything is dull and devoid of vitality.

This is Simon's most intuitive feeling along the way, the Croto Mountains of the Andes, which were originally inhabited by a large number of creatures, have completely turned into a ghost in his eyes.

Although the sun in the sky hangs high in the sky, there is no warmth here, even if you are wearing strict protective clothing, but the cold wind is still swishing in.

The rich breath of negative energy continued to radiate from the depths of the Kloto Mountains, and the power of death expanded wildly outward, constantly eroding all living creatures, slowly robbing them of their last shred of life.

A large number of plants have begun to wither and die in large areas, and the figures of birds, ants, insects and beasts have long since disappeared, and there is no living creature and green in sight, and the whole land is dead and silent.

The only plants that can be seen are clusters of small white flowers growing on both sides of the road, and they grow densely on this land, almost as if it were their territory.

A cold wind blew with a cold cry.

The small white flowers on the ground swayed in the wind, and the miserable white petals kept falling and scattering, and as far as the eye could see, the sky was full of flying petals, just like the scene in the TV series.

It's just that the people in the car don't have any romantic feelings, but are cold all over their bodies, and the scene in front of them is really extraordinarily infiltrating, which makes people feel a touch of cold in their hearts.

Sleeping flowers!

Just because everyone knows these flying petals in front of them, they feel more and more cold in their hearts. Because the sleeping flowers basically only grow on the edge of the cemetery, the flowers growing and flying everywhere in front of them make everyone's hearts involuntarily cast a shadow.

Here, it's like a large cemetery.

The vehicles that came to pick it up quickly left the makeshift landing site, leaving only Meowmeow's squad of guards to guard the place.

In the slowly moving car, Simon looked at the dead world in front of him, and a trace of fire flashed involuntarily in his eyes, and even the mirror of eternity that he had been adorning on his earlobe was disturbed at the moment.

Greedy and eager to peek at the land.

"What a great place!" he said to himself.

.........

After more than 20 minutes of travel, the vehicle finally entered the front-line command office of the Special Bureau here after several rigorous inspections.

Hundreds of elites of the Anomalies are here to keep a close eye on the movements of the Kloto Mountains, ready to act at any time.

In the command posts converted from several private houses, high-power generators and signal towers of various communication equipment can be seen everywhere here. The entire command front was busy, and no one was idle.

Here, Simon was led to his temporary post by two staff members as soon as he got out of the car.

"Sir Simon, please follow me. The staff soon led Simon to a large attic, "Your workshop is in room 171, and someone will explain the specific work to you when you enter, and if you have any special needs, you can go directly to Mr. Greve, the caretaker here." ”

With that, he quickly turned around and walked out.

Simon glanced at the departing staff, turned his head to check the room number, and walked towards room 171.

“169，170。 ”

Soon, Simon found his assigned workspace. Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door, the door to Room 171 opened automatically.

The first thing that caught his eye was a large and spacious potions chamber, in which dozens of potions masters were busy, and all kinds of strange and pungent smells were constantly emanating from the crucible in front of them.

A familiar figure was already approaching.

"You're here just in time, first help me mix ten milliliters of Nibelungen vine liquid, these apprentices of the Green Huts are simply too stupid, their mentor dares to let out an apprentice of this level, no wonder the Green Cottage is getting more and more regressive. ”

The person who came was the great potions master Mokanas, who had been tested for Simon in the Mystic Retreat.

It's just that the other party is here? Isn't it because the Wizard Alliance and the Strange Bureau are in a state of hostility at the moment because this Corpse Soul Lord His Excellency has a lot of filth, but now it seems that the gossip learned in the Montech Bureau is still a lot of untruths

。 If he takes action in the future, it seems that he will have to be more careful, this group of mages is not as easy to fool as the personnel in the special bureau.

Although Simon kept thinking in his heart, he immediately bowed respectfully to the mage in front of him on the surface.

"Good day, Mr. Mokanas, it is a great honor to see you again. ”

Mokanas glanced at the respectful Simon, and a smile appeared on his face, which had been expressionless.

"I'm glad to see you again, Simon, too. But now is not the time for us to catch up, come over and help me first, and then we will have time to talk later. By the way, you can take off the protective clothing outside, this house has been blessed with the Mage Mansion Technique, and it is inherently resistant to all kinds of energy radiation from the outside world. ”

Simon nodded immediately after hearing this, and began to take off his slightly bloated chemical protective suit.

Although he doesn't know how to spell the mage mansion yet, he still knows a lot about its pre-spell magic hut. Because basically every mage will learn this very practical general series of spells, whether it is the magic hut in the front or the advanced arcane temple in the future, it will be of great help to the mage.

This spell can create a mansion made of spells or attached to reality, the interior space can change shape and size at will according to the caster's mana, and has its own effects of enduring the environment, confusing and concealing, and resisting energy erosion, which can be said to be one of the universal series of spells that mages like.

After taking off his suit completely, Simon quickly found an unmanned lab table and began to concoct Nibelungen vine liquid.

Mokanas glanced at Simon, who was already busy, with a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, and then quickly got busy with his work.

A total of more than 50,000 people in the seventeen nearby towns are still in strict isolation, and now people die every day from time to time, you must know that the creatures who died under the plague spread by the corpse lord are not just as simple as becoming undead after death, he is very good at playing with corpses and souls, and plus the 73,122 Indians buried in the mass graves in the Kloto Mountains.

If this continues, I'm afraid this place will really become a ghost.

Thinking of this, a hint of gloom flashed in Mokanas's heart.

It's been so many days, the negative energy on the side of the mass grave is getting stronger and stronger, and the power of death has begun to erode the surrounding environment, I hope that His Highness who entered the mass grave can solve this corpse soul lord as soon as possible, otherwise it will really be fun at that time.

However, these are not things that I can interfere with, and it is better to configure the antidote to suppress the undead of the people infected with the plague as soon as possible, and I am also powerless to do the others.

Here, Simon has skillfully extracted the essential oil of the plant from the Harman grass, and then carefully dripped it into the test tube.

"Take a Gu Si's talcum powder, and then a unit of Keermo rhino horn powder, and two human face poison ivy. ”

The elf made of metal on the side quickly waved its wings behind it, took out the materials Simon needed from the magic pocket next to it, handed it over quickly, and then perched on the experimental table and waited for the next summoning.

Time flew by, and after about half an hour of busyness, a tube of azure nibelungroot vine sap was sealed in the test tube.

Simon strode over, "Lord Mokanas, this is the Nibelungen vine sap you need. ”

Mokanas picked up the test tube, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully, and was very satisfied.

"Nice, great work. You don't have to be busy for a moment, come with me to the lab and see how these potions work. ”

Five minutes later, Mokanas, who had everything in order, led Simon to the heavily guarded fourth floor.

On the hospital bed surrounded by various medical equipment, three patients selected from the infected people lay quietly on the bed, not moving, if it were not for the electrocardiogram on the side was still beating faintly, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were dead.

They were lying naked on the hospital bed, surrounded by all kinds of instruments, the blood vessels under the dark green skin burst out and showed blackness, and in some places there were faint corpse spots, and the foul smell continued to emanate from the corpse spots, permeating the ward.

Mokanas quickly finished disinfecting Simon, and then walked into the room under the watchful eye of the guards.

After quickly observing and recording the state of the three infected people on the bed, Mokanas quickly took the medicine box from Simon's hand, took out several potions that had already been prepared, and stared at the three living dead in front of him with burning eyes.

"I hope the new potion will work!"

He prayed slightly, and as he took out a thick needle and injected the glowing potion into the infected body, paying serious attention to everything that was infected.