"Next batch!"

The cold order came down from the high platform, and the paladins who were waiting on the outermost stage, most of whom were reserved by the Silver Hand, rushed into the central main square, kicking and smashing many charred corpses along the way, adding another layer to the already thick layer of black. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, as if they had been completely numb to everything in front of them, their faces were cold, and the silver hands stiffly dragged and carried hundreds of people lying on the ground and dying, or carried them out of the spell casting circle composed of thousands of paladins, and another group of more than 3,000 people were driven into the encirclement by the guards mixed with the silver hand in the crying and wailing.

"Uncle Louis, Aunt Elanie, Jobe, Lucy..."

The cold helmet obscured Joris's anxious vision and muttered his groans of pain, but when his aunt and uncle walked a few meters away from him, the Silver Hand Reserve couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Joris, don't get distracted, it's time to start!"

Just took a small step, there was a hoarse reminder from the team leader beside him, bowed his head and was silent for a moment, the moment the silver hand returned to its original position, the golden holy light ignited on his body, and then it was connected with the holy light of thousands of paladins around him, and finally formed a golden holy light mist in the sky of the square and began to slowly descend.

With all his strength and even passively transmitting the power of holy light to the holy light rune array under his feet, but Joris's eyes were always staring at the figures in the distance, when the holy light mist completely fell to the ground and enveloped more than three thousand people, wisps of gold began to invade the bodies of each people, and once this holy light containing a large amount of purifying power entered the body of the infected, it began to forcibly erode all the sources of infection.

The plague virus, no matter how innovative it is, when it is latent in the human body, needs a universal carrier, that is, flesh and blood tissue, which is refined into various musculoskeletal and even vascular cells. Originally, the most correct way to face the plague infection was to calculate a targeted new purification technique through the joint experiment of the mage and the priest, which may be a spell system or a holy light system, which can theoretically completely eliminate the virus factors hidden in it under the premise of a small amount of loss of the flesh and blood of the infected, although there will still be a certain amount of vitality damage, but it will not be too serious, let alone hurt life.

However, when there is no targeted purification technique, the most effective and direct method is to directly use the holy light to purify it together with the entire infected flesh and blood tissue, and the abdominal muscles will be burned directly if the abdominal muscles are infected, and the pelvic bones will be burned directly if the pelvic bones are infected。

Therefore, theoretically, as long as the infection is not serious, the body source can support the whole purification process, and it can be successfully purified alive, of course, this is only theoretical...

In the large circle surrounded by thousands of silver hands, the moment the golden mist landed, one after another humanoid holy flames continued to appear, and sometimes even dozens of people spontaneously combusted together, forming a bunch of large holy flames that soared into the sky, and scattered a lot of the surrounding holy light mist.

On Joris's side, his gaze did not move a single inch from beginning to end, especially when his uncle and aunt's family fell to the ground in pain, and their bodies began to shroud in pale silver light, the corners of the silver hand's reserved eyes involuntarily and quickly jumped, and in the end, the painful tragedy still appeared clearly in his field of vision.

The two children, those two who he had watched born into this world with his own eyes, once thought of taking them to the east wall to receive a better education, and even thought of taking his younger brothers and sisters who embarked on the path of holy light, and took the lead in curling up and igniting the holy flame of the whole body. Immediately, in a roar of pain, Uncle Louis picked up his son and daughter, who had become two flames, and turned his head to see his wife, who had also turned into a flame, and looked at him and fell to the ground completely.

"Joris, Joris, save them, help..."

It didn't take long for the thin anger to be consumed, and the two flames in his hands continued to burn his arms, Louis still held a pair of children through the crowd with difficulty, and walked to the outer circle of silver hands, with a hoarse voice with a thick pleading, the middle-aged man looked helplessly at the few silver hands closest to him, but the silver hands wrapped in silver armor all over his body did not show the slightest other movement except for the power of the Holy Light Rune Transmitter under his feet.

Despair took two steps back, when Louis turned his head to look at the silver hand on the other side again, a golden flame also ignited in his chest in a sharp pain, and the instantaneous loss of strength caused the pair of children he was holding to fall to the ground, and he looked down at the two charred corpses that fell to his feet, and the holy flame had gradually extinguished The only two charred corpses left, Louis knelt on his knees and looked at Yang Tian helplessly, and then completely fell to the ground, and his whole body turned into a flame.

The whole purification process took only ten minutes, and when all the flames in the field were extinguished, the silver hands who jointly cast spells completely suspended the output of the power of holy light, and at this time, Joris finally broke free from the compulsory absorption of the holy light runes under him, and staggered to the front of him, one large, two and three scorched corpses, kneeling down weakly, tremblingly stretched out his left hand and spread it on the corpse, but immediately crushed the scorched corpse into powder and turned into a puddle of ashes.

"Next batch!"

The cold command came down from the platform again, sending chills through the hearts of all the Silver Hands who were silently watching the situation, and some of the Silver Hands even looked up at the temporary high platform in the distance for the first time, where Arthase Minahir, Prince Lordaeron, the leader of the Silver Hand, was standing.

"The next batch? Yes, there's the next batch!!"

Standing up slowly, Joris's murmuring whisper seemed to be eerily clear throughout the square, as if he was whispering in everyone's ear, and a trace of fluctuation finally appeared in Alsace's eyes on the high platform, and as soon as his eyes that had completely turned into two flames that kept stirring up, a pillar of golden light completely enveloped Joris.

The color of the pillar of holy light was very light, almost only mixed with a little bit of gold, but it was shrouded, Joris's whole body armor was instantly dissolved into several large holes, and it didn't take long for the entire set of armor to be dissolved cleanly, and the internal Joris was also dissolved under the wrapping of the pillar of holy light, but after three or four breaths, the whole person disappeared into the pale golden holy light.

"Next batch!"

Completely unconscious that a silver hand had been wiped out at the same time, and he didn't even bother to explain, Arthas's order came again.

"Yes, there will be the next batch!!"

However, immediately following Arthas's command, the sound of Joris's resounding throughout the square was heard again from the pillar of holy light that had not yet dissipated, and the next moment, a pure silver skeleton slowly walked out of the pillar of holy light.

"Your Highness, let me help you complete the purification of the entire Stratholme!"

Walking out of the pillar of light, the skeleton instantly appeared in Joris's original seat, and glanced up at Arthas on the high platform, Joris's voice once again resounded throughout the square.

The next moment, darkness emerges... (To be continued.) )