Everything has its origin. Although the origin of most things has become obscure and untraceable after a long period of devastation, the reasons for the existence of some things are known. This includes the plague. In the area where the Grey Tower is recorded in the Demonic Domain, there is a book that has been read by all the apprentices, and this book is one of the many books of Clark, the Lord of the Grey Tower, and its name is called, The Complete Book of Demons.

What does the Lord of the Grey Tower say about these creatures, one of the plague demons in the Demon Canon, "Their incomplete digestive system and major physical defects convince me that these beings, known as plague demons, are not naturally generated demons. They were more like soldiers created to serve something more horrible and terrifying, like worker bees that feed the Empress. ”

And judging from the supplementary part of Clark's experience after he actually entered the abyss, what the plague demons worked hard to worship was a lake of incalculable size, and even the Lord of the Gray Tower, who was as powerful as the Gray Tower, could not give a more detailed explanation of this terrifying existence that occupied almost an entire class of the abyss. It's just that he left his name for this lake in the book, the Well of Pollution.

The Well of Pollution has a number of very frightening properties. Luckily, Cheese knew that the small pond in front of them was just a makeshift creation by the Plague Demons as a sacrifice to their creator. But if left alone, once the plague demon has poured enough sacrifices into this pond filled with black mud, then it is unlikely that the polluted well of the main body in the abyss will actually appear in this world.

"Be careful when you make a move, don't fall into that pool of black mud. Cheese whispered to his companion.

In fact, he was too worried, Rao was the courage of a wolf walker, looking at the strange pool water, Jack's heart couldn't help but feel afraid. From the moment they saw the Well of Pollution, the werewolf had already sounded the alarm in his heart.

"I try. Jack replied. At the same time, he began to carefully observe the situation in this small square.

The plague demons in the square have not yet noticed these two uninvited guests. Their energy is still mainly focused on paying tribute to their master. A total of twelve plague demons roamed the square, seven of them tending to the sacrifices they caught. Of the remaining five, three were responsible for throwing the offerings into the black pool, and the other two were responsible for catching the splashes of black mud that were too far away and throwing them back into the black mud.

"Looks like most of the plague is here. The rest of the guys should wander around here in search of more food. "Cheese knows very well that although Roland gave him the message that there are a large number of demons in this area, there will never be more than twenty demons like the plague demon at the same time. Without him, the number of demons is so large that even the Well of Pollution cannot perfectly conceal their whereabouts.

"We're lucky, if we get rid of them in one fell swoop, we should still have time to get rid of their traces before the city guards can react. Wolfwalker said with a pretended lightheartedness. He knew very well that although it was easier said than done, it was definitely not an easy task to be able to fight a dozen demons at the same time. What's more, still in the case of the Well of Plague, the thick tentacles composed of black mud made Jack very uneasy.

"Don't be so pessimistic. The intensity of the Nezumen's attacks will increase at dusk, and the City Guards may not be the first to notice that a squad has disappeared. What's more, we're not alone. The mage understood the subtext of his companion's words, tilted his head, and glanced in the direction of the setting sun. There, in the afterglow of the setting sun, small shadows were growing larger.

"Are you going to wait for them?" Jack naturally noticed the bats that were rapidly approaching here. If we can wait for these reinforcements to arrive, I believe that the difficulty of dealing with demons can be reduced a lot.

"I wanted to wait, but it looks like that friend can't wait. Cheese's friend is referring to an unlucky guy who is being thrown into a polluted well. Judging by the mask on his face, it was supposed to be a Dementor. However, in the eyes of the mage, it made no difference whether it was a Dementor or a human who was thrown down, because he had no intention of relying on the bats to solve these plagues.

"Knock, knock, is anyone home? My wolf-headed friend and I want some fresh plague meat. The mage made a pretended knocking motion with his right hand and whispered. However, with a strong magical halo in his eyes, this greeting, which sounded like a joke, successfully attracted the attention of all the plague demons.

When all the plague demons pointed their ugly, misshapen faces at the two of them, Jack said in a complaining tone as he stepped forward and took Cheese behind him.

"Next time, remember to remind me that if I agree to go alone with you again, you will break my leg with a silver hammer. ”

The corners of Cheese's mouth turned upward, counting as a response to the werewolf. At the same time, as the grey robe hunted with the surging of magic, a large number of thorny vines grew along the ring on the mage's hand, quickly spreading all over the cheese's body like climbing plants.

The Blight has never been known for its speed, but anyone who thinks that their bloated bodies make them slow down is very wrong. While the wings on the wings don't seem to be able to support the Plague's massive body anyway, these ugly monsters can move at a swift speed. As the thorny vines climbed up Cheese's cheeks, the three plague demons who were close to the two of them screamed and rushed in front of Jack.

"Woohoo!" a long wolf howl rang out from the wolfwalker's mouth, and he was undaunted by the enemies approaching him, clenching his fists and striking at the fastest plague demon.

The plague demon clearly miscalculated the speed of the werewolf, or rather, no one knew how fast a werewolf could be until they moved! Although he didn't use his claws, Jack's fist was perfectly imprinted on the demon's face. As for why not attack its belly? The wolfwalker doesn't want to be sprayed with black mud.

"Bang!" a muffled sound came from the plague demon's face. The beaten demon staggered to the ground and rolled backwards, but Jack knew from his hand that he had not shattered the blight's skull with all his might!

"Poof!" At this moment, the second plague demon had already spat out a large mouthful of black mud towards the wolfwalker's position. But fortunately, Jack's reaction speed was far above the other party, and the black mud had not yet flown halfway, and the werewolf had already circled behind the demon, stretching out its sharp claws and slamming into the back of its neck.

Because of the distance, when Jack had already pounced on the second plague demon, the third plague demon arrived. Ignoring the possibility of injuring his companion, the demon lifted its fat, bony spur-laden forelimbs and slammed them into the wolfwalker's back.

"Don't worry, you have to fight me. The thorns stopped the demon in mid-air like a spider's web, and Cheese's eyes flashed dangerously between the third plague demon and Jack. With a flick of his right hand toward the intercepted plague demon, an invisible force struck the demon's eye like a drill.