Looking at the three people who were tense, the woman had no intention of resisting. She still had a sweet smile on her face like a girl next door: "Kill me? ”

"It's a pity that you're one step too late, I'm already dead."

"Anna, even though you are not a wizard specializing in the study of souls, you should be able to see this, the great library of Constantinople has given you the opportunity to stand on the shoulders of those who came before you."

"But anger blinds you—irritability is not a virtue for a wizard." Lothar subconsciously looked behind the woman, and found that there was indeed no shadow - this is a ghost?

Anna's tense momentum was like a deflated ball, and she pleaded weakly, "How can you tell me the location of the source of the plague?" Don't you like to be inquisitive? I can open all the books in the Imperial Library to you. ”

"Hehe-" The woman couldn't help laughing, "I can even give up my own body in pursuit of the truth, how can I tell you the location of the source of the plague because of a little temptation from you?" Anna said angrily, "So what do you want?" ”

"I'm here to meet you, but out of the wizard's courtesy to his peers, not for any purpose toward you."

"Courtesy?" Anna gritted her teeth in anger and made a creaking sound. Lothar lowered her voice and said, "Don't you have a way to deal with souls?" ”

"Don't bother, you can't help me." On the woman's face, the smile was still sweet and lovely, and Lothar had a feeling of a hard fist when she looked at it, and she wanted to punch her twice in the face and beat her to the point that her mouth was crooked.

Anna's voice suddenly sounded in Lothar's ears: "Do you have a way to deal with the soul body?" Lothar didn't speak.

The soul body is not invincible, he can briefly borrow the power of Prajna, and it is no problem to attack this woman's soul, but he has to torture it

Where the "source of the plague" is, I'm afraid it won't work. This has to be done by professionals. On the way, along the way, he left marks for them, and the rats on the road were cleared by them again, and I thought that they were also about to arrive.

"This lady, you said that you were waiting for us here out of the courtesy of a wizard, but I, as a male witch, are it a little indecent for you to appear in front of me like this?" Lothar accosted with a smile on her face.

The woman gave Lothar a deep look, "You are right, it is indeed not polite to show your body in front of a young and handsome wizard like you. It's a pity that I've abandoned my useless body, otherwise we might still have a night of pleasure—although pleasing the body is only a low pleasure, it is also a pleasant thing in the end. Lothar agreed, "It's a pity. The woman's milky white skin was gradually covered with a layer of purple fabric, and the gorgeous palace dress wrapped the body tightly.

"Not bad, isn't it? The little girl in the back, as a wizard, although the skin is no longer important, but at least you should take care of it a little, you are so unkempt, it is really unsightly. Yin Fu: "? "She's obviously lowered her presence as much as possible.

Lothar continued: "I have a friend who is also working on the plague, he calls it the 'Umbrella Project', trying to create a host body that can make the dead stand up again and turn into a plague, and every time someone is scratched or bitten by the board, they will be infected and transformed into a plague of walking corpses. The woman frowned, a little disdainful, "What kind of retro idea is this?" How could it be more convenient to rely on the walking dead to spread the plague than a rat and its fleas? ”

"I think so too, but in his plan, the walking dead are really just the product of failure. According to his vision, the plague can actually coexist with the human body, producing a benign mutation. ”

"In short, it is to enable ordinary people to have otherworldly powers with the power of the plague." Listening to Lothar's description, the woman's face showed an approving look: "That's right, just like the rats I raised." ”

"After combining with the plague, their speed has become faster, their vitality has become more tenacious, and their claws have become sharper, even if they are the natural predators of the past, cats, are no match for them."

"If humanity's ultimate survivors can survive this plague, they will also become stronger." When it comes to her work, the woman's face can't help but show a hint of pride.

Lothar said with disdain: "Heh, do you think that a human being turned into a monster covered in black pus and full of fangs will be a benign mutation?" Moreover, the plague rats you bred generally don't live long, right? This is a sign that the plague is simply not able to balance with the hosts, and it won't be long before they die out on their own, even if no one cares about them. Lothar raised her head and looked at the woman with contempt in her eyes: "With all due respect, your work is far from what my friend had conceived. ”

"But your friend's vision is always just an idea, and I have made it a reality!" A trace of anger appeared on the woman's face, and she sneered, "Moreover, how dare you conclude that my rat colony will not live long? I've done experiments before! ”

"You have a point." Lothar's words changed: "So I suggest you two have a good talk, you see, you are both geniuses of plague, stop your imperfect plan first, and hope that the two of you can work together to create a perfect plague." When the time comes, you will create a new school of plague wizards, and in the future, there will be mathematicians who will consider you spiritual teachers. The woman was silent for a moment and shook her head indifferently: "I don't care about that. ”

"But you should always care about your research. You know, my friend was really brilliant in his research in plague, and there was no idea of using magic in his plan from beginning to end. You must know that with the plague containing magical power, even if the balance with the host body is really achieved, it will only give birth to freaks similar to werewolves and vampires, which is not evolution at all, at best it can only be said to be 'alienation'. Lothar's tone was unusually sincere.

The woman's expression suddenly changed slightly: "You're delaying time, aren't you?" ”

"The person you're waiting for has arrived, but I don't think there's any point in that."

"Even if you find a way to attack the souls, I won't tell you where the source of the plague is." Her expression was calm: "Although I want to see the final direction of this plague with my own eyes, it's nothing if I can't see it, it's just a pity." ”

"Isn't the source of the plague beneath this lake?" Lothar's face showed a confident smile, he was just casually deceiving, but the woman's face did not change in the slightest.

Just mocked: "Heh, you, like your friends, like that kind of unrealistic imagination." ”

"Whether it's imagination or not, we'll find out soon."

"Pranya, imprison her!" As Lothar's voice fell, a huge hell gate towered over the stone chamber.

On the door, the faces of the people rose and fell. Lothar even saw a few familiar faces, including Seleucus I, the dragonborn monarch who founded the Seleucid dynasty.

It was also a great king, but after his death, in order to survive, he was reduced to an evil spirit, and now he is imprisoned by the gates of hell, which has become a source of his strength.

In response to Prajna's sentence, no matter how eloquent the monarch is, in the face of death, he will become deaf.

The gates of hell fell, and the woman's face changed dramatically.

"It's the breath of Cerberus," the woman murmured, realizing that she could not escape, and her expression became calm.

"I will not go to hell, and you will not know where the source of the plague is, and everything will continue according to my vision." Anna exclaimed, "She's going to destroy her soul, stop her!" But how could this be stopped?

I saw that the woman's body quickly became transparent, and countless translucent debris floated into the sky one after another.

"Wizard, I'm actually looking forward to your friend's research, and if you had told me about it earlier, maybe I'd be tempted to get involved—I wish him success." A smile appeared on the woman's face, and immediately, even her cheeks shattered into powder and dissipated into the air.

On the door of hell, the hideous grimace let out an angry roar, such a pure and sweet soul actually chose to self-destruct, but it was powerless to stop it, which was worse than killing it!

Prajna frowned and watched the woman's soul disperse. The soul of ordinary people does not have the ability to self-destruct, but the powerful soul of the wizard is not among them, she wants to self-destruct, even Prajna can't stop it.

The atmosphere was heavy. It seems that a terrible catastrophe that has swept the whole world has become inevitable.

"Prajna, can you find her memories in the crumbs of her soul?" Lothar said suddenly.

In the world of yesterday's giant ships, Prajna is the leader of the ghost clan, specializing in capturing the evil ghosts and evil spirits of the riot, and no one knows the mysteries of the soul better than their clan.

"No, it's too shattered." Prajna shook his head. Lothar retreated, and said, "What about following the breath of her soul crumbs to find her corpse?" ”

"I can try." Prajna spread out her hand, and a few crumbs fell on her palm, and soon, it melted away like a snowflake—but even if it dissolved, the breath of the woman's soul remained.

She closed her eyes and pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Over there, Cellynina, open the way for me." She pointed into the distance, between the crevices of the rocks.

Cellina answered and stepped forward

The two swords slashed off the raised rocks, revealing a path that was not so spacious that it couldn't even be seen as a road.

"What did you find?" Anna leaned over to Lothar and asked, a little troubled. Flynn leaned over with a curious look on her face, she still hadn't figured out what was going on.

She didn't really care about the plague, and she couldn't be infected like her

The "noble" blood princess. Lothar shook her head and said, "I didn't find anything. I just think that she can't give up her body because she has lived enough, right? With her 'Frankenstein' personality, she may have used her own body as research material. ”

"So, there's a high probability that her body is the source of the plague?" Anna's eyes lit up. Lothar sighed lightly, "I just guessed, it is better than returning to Constantinople with a calm face and waiting for the outbreak of disaster now." Anna was confident, "No, your conjecture is correct, she wants to control the plague rat colony through magic, and there is nothing more suitable than her own body as a container for the 'source of the plague'." ”