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Volume 1 The Forgotten City Chapter 1592 Demonic Plague

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    [Latest report] Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of Qidian, the day with the most benefits.  In addition to gift bags and schoolbags, you must watch this 515 red envelope craze. There is no reason not to grab the red envelopes. Set your alarm clock~ "We don't want unachievable technology." Washington warned.  "Of course!" Downton nodded.  "Where is the specific surprise attack plan?" Seeing that the situation was not good, Floris spoke up. This question was very pointed. If the answer cannot be answered clearly, or if it is more general, it will not be convincing.  "I'm going to divide it into six corps, please take a look!" At Downton's instruction, Elaine instilled magic power into the Divi crystal, and the magic projection appeared.  "This is the terrain of the Peak of Despair. Three of them will be used as bait to harass and contain the enemy. The main force will break into the Peak of Despair. Two of them will be responsible for garrisoning, while the corps led by me will be responsible for the main attack mission.  ." Seeing Downton talking with great enthusiasm, Sissi smiled infatuatedly and wanted to take a picture of this scene.  Even people like Flores, who have a grudge, have to admit that Downton is a king with great talent and strategy. If he wins the holy war, he will be qualified to receive the reputation of a holy coffin.  "As for the means of retreat, it is to use the teleportation array of the Evil God Army. All three decoy regiments have a very heavy task, to shake the defenders." Downton did not wait for the kings to ask, and directly told the story.  "Of course, there is still time, so the plan needs to be perfected. This requires the joint efforts of famous generals from all countries. I hope these people can submit a combat plan. In addition, pay attention to keeping it confidential." More and more kings raised their hands and proposed,  And the words are fierce.  Even loud arguments.  Downton retorted one by one.  Floris was distracted, he knew this atmosphere.  It¡¯s not that Downton lost, on the contrary.  It was the kings who were increasingly recognizing the plan, so they asked for details and were cautious.  "That person standing there should be my son!" Floris lamented, watching Downton chatting with the kings, the regret and frustration in his heart was like a tsunami, almost engulfing him.  The meeting has lasted for nine hours, and lunch and dinner time have passed.  But the kings didn't feel hungry at all and kept asking questions.  With such an important decision, even the hawks have become conservative. Of course they want to squeeze out more of Downton's secrets.  "Everyone, it's very late. Let's eat and take a rest. The meeting will continue tomorrow." Di Lanxue stood up and clapped her hands.  Terminate the meeting.  "We still have a lot of questions." Washington frowned, showing displeasure at being interrupted.  "You can ask again tomorrow." Di Lanxue's tone was also unquestionable.  "Yes, everyone is very tired. It will not be efficient if we continue discussing like this!" Sissi persuaded.  "I'm fine!" Downton wanted to facilitate this matter as soon as possible. One more day of delay would mean one more day of casualties.  "No, you need to rest." Di Lanxue refused. If the most tiring person today was, it must be Downton. His brain never rested during speeches and defenses.  "Yes. Let's take a rest!" Queen Liv left the table.  "What are you having for dinner?" Freya looked at Sissi and those of them who were in the same camp.  Naturally, I prefer Downton.  "Okay!" Downton felt warm and it felt good to be cared about.  "Well, everyone, today's meeting is over." The kings left their seats, but except for Floris, most of them did not leave directly. Instead, they came over and exchanged a few words with Downton first.  This is respect and recognition, which proves that Downton's performance at the meeting conquered these kings.  "It's perfect. I look forward to your next performance." Washington was enthusiastic and cheerful. He gave Downton a hug and patted Downton on the back. "In addition, I envy your popularity. If you have time, teach me how to do it."  "You're too polite. Who doesn't know that Kuta's Washington is a romantic king?" Downton said, he didn't like this kind of entertainment, but these people's status was too high and they needed to be solemn.  treat.  After a simple dinner, Downton went into the study to prepare a detailed plan to deal with the difficulties he might encounter tomorrow.  Sissi was holding the coffee and was about to knock on the door when she heard someone inside.There was a fierce quarrel.  "Well, since you refuse to give up the plan, then I will serve as the supreme commander of the surprise attack corps." Di Lanxue's face was stern.  "No, there is no place for you in this surprise attack. You sit in the rear and help me suppress the nine empires." Downton refused.  "After all, are you not sure of victory?" Di Lanxue refused to give in, "Either the plan is canceled, or it is under my command, otherwise I will not agree." "Yes, I am not sure, but  I have to give it a try to keep you alive." Tangton was also annoyed. "Why don't you understand me? You really think highly of me!"  Xue sneered, "You're dead, what's the point of me living?" "Twilight, don't be willful." Seeing Shishi Ji's eyes wet with tears, Downton's tone softened.  "I don't want to lose you again!" Di Lanxue growled, "The world without you is dark. Save the continent? Who will save us?" "Twilight" Downton whispered.  Di Lanxue, who had always been emotionally reserved, suddenly took a step forward, hugged Downton, and kissed him on the lips.  Downton was stunned for a moment, then began to kiss back, tears streaming down the corners of his mouth.  "Downton, give up, carry out the war step by step, so that I can watch you for a few more years!" Di Lanxue begged.  Listening to the quarrel inside, Sissi leaned against the door, then slid down weakly and sat on the carpet.  "Downton, I don't want to lose you either!" Sissi buried her face in her knees, feeling extremely torn inside because she didn't want to disobey Downton.  But which girl wants to see the man she loves rushing to a certain death battlefield?  During today¡¯s meeting, Sissi¡¯s head was confused and she hated herself for being incompetent.  I hate myself for being cowardly and unable to share Downton's worries.  The door opened.  Di Lanxue pulled Sissi and walked into the study.  The three people in Downton are all core figures, and many people are paying attention to their activities. That night, rumors spread that the three of them stayed in the study all night.  The kings were all envious of Downton's affair, especially when they saw the two princesses' eyes swollen like walnuts at the meeting the next day.  Unavoidable divergent thinking and random thoughts.  Downton has no time to worry about this. After a night of consideration, the kings are more prepared and the problems are more acute.  The progress of the meeting was more difficult than expected.  St. Jutland, Munich, a metropolis with a population of more than 10 million.  When the dawn rises, people start another day of work, but there is much less laughter and laughter in the past.  Moreover, except for children and women, it is almost rare to see men on the street.  Just the day before yesterday.  Another round of conscription began.  Even in prosperous big cities, there are slums. This is the case in the northwest corner of Nancheng District. In order to survive, they wake up earlier, go to bed later, and do more work than others in order to support their family.  Old and young.  Early in the morning, frightened shouts came from the Mahre family.  ¡°My child has fainted!¡± the sullen housewife shouted.  Ask for help.  "It must be food poisoning, right?" A group of enthusiastic neighbors gathered around, children from poor families.  He was determined not to have money to see a doctor, so he could only ask an experienced old man in the slum to check him.  "The breathing is rapidly weakening. It's very serious. Send it to the church quickly and try your luck!" The old man looked solemn and greeted everyone, "Help everyone, prepare a truck." The neighbors were busy and quickly prepared it.  He got off the trolley, but what he saw was the housewife holding her child's body and crying.  "What's going on?" The street mayor came over and cursed angrily.  "Another person died?" A police officer covered his nose with a handkerchief and asked solemnly.  Accompanying the street chief, there was also a team of security teams, which surprised the poor people. They must know that the security teams rarely set foot in this dirty and messy place.  No one answered, and some timid people even began to leave secretly.  "What happened?" Seeing the sheriff going to check the body, the old man came over.  "It's really unlucky. From dawn to now, dozens of people have died. I'm beginning to suspect that someone poisoned them."  The street chief cursed.  "Take the body and send it to the church." The sheriff stood up and warned loudly, "And you, please pay attention to your diet. The church will send people to purify the water before the afternoon. No drinking is allowed before that." "No,  "Give the child back to me." The housewife held the child and refused to let the security guards take it away. Normally in this case, the clergy would inspect the body and then cremate it collectively.  For civilians, they believe that such an ending will prevent the soul from entering heaven, so they are quite resistant.  "Are you dead?" The Sheriff cursed. He was called out to work early in the morning and he was very angry.  "Go away!" The security guards are not even afraid of ordinary citizens, let alone the poor people in the slums. They just pick up the scabbard and whip them violently.  A security guard reached out to grab the body, but at this moment, the dead child suddenly opened his eyes, and then pounced, biting his neck with claws and teeth.  "Ah!" The security guard backed away in shock and drew his sword to kill him, but the child suddenly had the power of an adult and pounced directly on him.  Poof!  The corpse bit on the throat, and a large amount of blood spurted out, bright red. The security soldier's eyes turned white, and his limbs twitched weakly.  "Ah, the undead!" The neighbors who were watching were so shocked that they ran away in all directions.  "Male, turn into undead? But is this too fast?" The Sheriff cursed and pulled out his weapon. After human beings die, there is a certain chance of being transformed into undead, but he soon discovered something was wrong.  This child actually still breathes, and his pupils are dilated and covered with blue bloodshot eyes. Not only his body has swelled, but he also has purple scales.  "Child!" The housewife subconsciously took two steps forward.     Roar!  The corpse roared, like a monster, and threw down the housewife. Its sharp claws had already grown out and dug out the mother's heart alive, and it couldn't wait to stuff it into its mouth to chew.  "It's not an undead, it's a monster!" The neighbors screamed and ran in all directions.  ps It¡¯s raining red envelopes at the starting point of 15!  Starting from 12 noon, you will grab one round every hour, and a big wave of 515 red envelopes will depend on your luck.  You all go grab it, and continue to subscribe to my chapters with the starting points you grabbed!  (To be continued.)
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