In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Basileus in the courtyard suddenly raised his head.

Jeanne thought thoughtfully: "Is that Ladon's voice? What happened? It seems very angry!"

"He said he was poisoned, or maybe cursed."

"Jeanna, Nia, Nina, you three follow me."

After Lothar finished speaking, he leaped up, spread his dragon wings, and flew towards the direction where the dragon's roar came from.

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When Lothar and his men arrived, the once arrogant three-headed dragon had already fallen to the ground weakly. When it saw Lothar coming, the three heads just glanced at him sickly.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know. We don't have any strength right now. I suspect someone poisoned our dinner, but Old Poison firmly believes that it's not a poison. He insists that it's a curse, but Old Curse also firmly believes that it's not a curse."

Maybe it was because he was really too powerless, even the hot-tempered Fire Dragon Chief had the patience to talk about things.

The cursed dragon first coughed violently for a while, vomited a ball of flesh and blood, and then said: "I guess someone put magic potions in the food of the three of us brothers. They are harmless alone, but become highly poisonous when mixed together."

The poisonous dragon head said unhappily: "I already said it couldn't be poison. What kind of poison could poison me?"

Lavinia raised her hand and pressed it on Ladon's body. The golden light of the law enveloped its huge dragon body. After a moment, the three dragon heads breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh, I feel much better. Thank you, beautiful Miss Nia."

But the next moment, Lavinia stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately she was supported by Lothar.

However, she pushed Losa away angrily and raised her hand, saying, "Don't come over here! Stay away from here!"

Under everyone's surprised gaze, she leaned against the dragon's body and barely stood up straight. She said with an unpleasant expression: "It's not poison, nor is it a curse. It's a disease - what is called a plague in this era."

Snap, snap, snap——

In the distance, someone clapped his hands.

"You have good knowledge, but it is of little use. Ever since you entered this garden, the plague has plagued you. This alien dragon just has more plague, but it is not the source."

The dark clouds faded away, and the moonlight shone down, illuminating the figure of a beautiful witch in a red dress.

"Liena? Is that you?"

Lothar frowned. Liena was ordered by Anna to investigate the abnormalities underground and then disappeared. They had investigated carefully many times but couldn't find her. They didn't expect her to show up again at this time.

"Are you surprised to see me?"

"Unexpected, but not that unexpected."

Losa quickly had a basic guess about the situation.

Liena covered her sexy red lips and smiled sweetly, "You don't seem very happy to meet old friends again. That's right, our friendship is still shallow after all. I was forced to separate before I had the chance to communicate with you in depth."

Losa frowned deeply. He felt a very familiar aura from Liena.

"You inherited the power of the legendary witch from the Plague School?"

There was a semi-legend who died at his hands.

Shemaier didn't mention it. The other half was naturally the source of the plague that almost caused a terrible disaster that swept the world, but her soul was dead. What they destroyed was just a piece of flesh and blood that was transformed into the mother of the rat swarm.

Liena admitted generously: "Yes, if it weren't for Ms. Tasia showing me this path, I would never have become a legend in my life if I had continued to waste time on fire magic."

"I don't understand, why did you choose to expose yourself at this time?"

Lothar frowned: "Or are you so arrogant that you think you don't need to take me seriously with your current strength?"

Jeanne raised her hand, and the holy golden light enveloped everyone, but just as she could not cure Baldwin, the holy light could only resist the disease but not eliminate it.

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"I'm not so arrogant as to think I can compare to Master Shemaier who owns a complete set of advanced artifacts. Everyone says I have good talent, but in fact, whether compared to you, Anna, or even Eve, that sloppy guy, I may not be able to compare."

Liena laughed: "But now I am not just me."

As she spoke, the slightly wanton smile on her face instantly disappeared, turning into a dignified and cold look. Not only did her temperament change, but the air around her began to distort, as if countless vicious tiny lives were flapping their wings and flying all over the sky.

Lothar gritted his teeth and said, "It's you? You are the so-called 'Tasia'? Isn't your soul destroyed?"

In order to avoid being absorbed by the gate of hell in Prajna's hand, the soul of the legendary witch of the plague school destroyed herself in front of all of them. He would not be wrong.

Liena sneered, "Yes, I did it right in front of you, but you seem to lack understanding of the realm of legend. There is a difference between those who have just entered the realm of legend and those who have already stepped into the realm of legend. You lack respect for an ancient person like me."

"Why don't you continue with your plan? While we and Anna are not here, you have plenty of opportunities to carry out your plan to destroy the world."

Constantinople was the hub of communication between the East and the West in Europe, with ships able to reach the entire Mediterranean coast.

If a plague like the Black Death broke out here, it would quickly sweep across the entire world, from Elanshahr in the east to Albion and Scandinavia. No one would be spared, and the death toll would probably be counted in the tens of millions.

Liena, or more precisely, Tasia, sneered and said, "Who told you that I want to destroy the world? This was just a trivial attempt. It turns out that an unprotected mother body cannot breed a sufficiently terrible disease."

"Besides, I think that instead of casting a wide net and trying to breed a disease that is strong enough to coexist with it in ordinary people, it is better to try with some more powerful targets."

A hint of satisfaction flashed across her face. "Look, this is the gift I give you when we meet again. No matter if it's a dragon or any other extraordinary being, as long as they have flesh and blood, they will be infected by this terrible disease."

Losa looked back at everyone, his heart slightly chilled: "Then why am I okay?"

"Who knows, maybe there will be one in a while, or maybe you are the one I have been looking for for a long time, the one who is immune to all diseases and can even use diseases as nourishment to strengthen yourself."

Tasya's expression was indifferent, but her eyes were filled with dark madness. The cold evening wind blew up her skirt, and in the shadows behind her, the filth that seemed to have life and spread all over the sky and in every corner of the air seemed to wriggle, like a demon in the dark night, stretching out its claws.

"Whatever it is, it's a good thing for me."

There was a dark light flashing in her eyes, and the huge dragon beside her suddenly let out a shrill roar.