Capture the BOSS template at the beginning.

Nightmare world, Silver Moon City.

Eric slowly opened his cloudy eyes. He stared blankly at the dim roof. When he reacted, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

He sat up instantly, and the Demon Swordsman's perceptual position came through, clearly presenting this dim room in his mind.

Bump~clap~

The sound of bowls and chopsticks falling to the floor was heard, and someone seemed to be frightened in the darkness. A timid question rang out: "Grandpa, are you okay?"

Eric ignored it, and his sensing position poured out crazily, and the terrifying aura of the golden superiority vented unbridled. There was an anxious look in his eyes, because he could no longer sense the white plague.

That is the hope of the future of the Federation. It doesn't matter if something happens to him, he must not let anything happen to him!

The powerful magic power began to make the room tremble, and there seemed to be a dungeon outside. Because of his breath, many lights suddenly lit up.

In the distance, there was the sound of heavy armor clashing. People wearing silver armor, with tired eyes, looking like knights, quickly gathered here.

Waves of more powerful breath began to spurt out, colliding with Eric's breath.

gold! A lot of gold, more than three at the top!

Eric was shocked. He didn't know what was happening now, but this did not affect him from becoming more impatient. This place was too weird, and he had to find the White Plague first.

Zheng~

The long sword came out of the body, and the cold light flickered in the dim wooden house. The legendary giant sword filled the surrounding air with a sense of sharpness.

Touch~

There was a slight sound of landing, and Eric looked, and in the dimness, a dirty little dim face appeared in front of him.

The little boy was very thin, and his eyes were full of fear. Because of the bowl falling just now, blood was already seeping out of his rough hands.

Eric's sharp eyes stared at the little boy. A force pulled him and put him on the bed. The space ring flashed and two bottles of potion appeared next to the little boy.

"This is the reward. Drinking it will enhance your physique."

After speaking, many auras came nearby. Eric walked out with his sword. The terrifying fighting spirit condensed a looming shadow in the sky. Different from Mawson's shadow, the facial features and outline of this shadow were very different. Clear.

With his aged facial features and the fighting spirit in his cloudy eyes, it was obvious that he was the old city lord himself.

In the windless dungeon, murderous intent overflowed. Except for the different magic powers echoing each other, there was no sound at all.

Touch~

There was a slight sound of landing, and a middle-aged man wearing heavy armor and a solemn face stared at Eric. He was also a gold medalist. He felt a sense of crushing. This old man was very strong. That sword, very dangerous!

He seemed to have thought of something and spoke slowly: "A strong foreigner, do you know a man named Bai Bian?"

After the words fell, the murderous intention became even higher. Eric looked at the person in front of him calmly. If it was the worst outcome, then there would be a price they could not bear.

Just as a communication device rang, the murderous intent in Eric's eyes suddenly disappeared. It was a communication from White Plague.

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At the same time, Beacon City.

A layer of black mist enveloped the world. It was a full moon, but it could not illuminate this dilapidated city. A few coughs could be heard in each room.

They were infected with an incurable disease. They were abandoned and could only wait to die wailing here, waiting for a cure that the disease doctor might never come to.

There were figures in the black mist, as if someone was moving quickly in this terrifying air, not afraid of the black death curse that terrified the world.

"Damn."

The low curses disturbed the rats that came out to look for food, and they scurried directly into the sewers on the street.

Tap tap tap.

Behind this man, people wearing death robes and bird-beak masks followed closely, following unhurriedly, like the god of death coming to demand life, which made people shudder.

After this group of people passed by, the mouse carefully ran out of the sewer and secretly looked at the group of people who disappeared into the black mist.

Step~

Subtle footsteps sounded around the mouse. It was startled. Before it could react, a big foot wearing a leather boot stepped down.

squeak~

The sharp and urgent voice stopped suddenly, and Charles stared at the backs of the epidemic doctors with gloomy eyes. Are these epidemic doctors crazy? Why are they clinging to him?

"How are you doing there?" Charles picked up something like a walkie-talkie and asked aloud.

"Zizi~ Those mutants went crazy, and basically all the sacrifices they brought were caught."

There was some noisy current sound in the walkie-talkie, and it seemed that the signal was not very good.

The gloominess in Charles's eyes became even higher, and he said calmly: "Then sacrifice those idiots, as long as it can weaken this world, the ancient god... ha..."

"Zizi~ I know, Zizi~ God had a premonition~ Zizi, they need an origin, Zizi~ Fake, those damn guys are here again."

The intercom went silent, and murderous intent flashed in Charles's eyes. He exerted force on his feet, and a bit of blood spread. His figure gradually disappeared. When he reappeared, Charles was no longer there, replaced by an epidemic figure wearing a robe of death. medical.

His temperament was rapidly changing, becoming similar to those of the epidemic doctors around him, with a strange temperament of coexistence of numbness and hope.

He looked left and right and hurriedly walked to the left.

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【S-001-The Black Death Pathogen.

Appearance: A black cup covered with mysterious engravings.

Origin: unknown.

Effect: Every six months, an intelligent being is required to drink the black death pathogen in the cup. The person who drinks it will randomly become a C-level to S-level dangerous object.

Once the liquid in the cup is not drunk, the water in it will overflow and cast the curse of Black Death in the air, and the Black Death pathogen will start to breed again, until the entire kingdom is shrouded in the Curse of Black Death.

The current air pollution index is 0.3 during the day and 0.8 at night.

Current containment location: Base 3 of the Epidemic Medical Containment Facility.

Note: Do not try to destroy S-001. Destroying it will increase the pollution concentration by 0.1, and it will regenerate randomly in any corner. 】

【S-002-Propagation.

Appearance: Gray-skinned human race.

Origin: During his lifetime, he was the legendary mage ***·** of the Beacon Kingdom. After his death, his power was enhanced. Any existence that is looked at by it will be infected with the curse of black death and cannot be contained.

Before ***·** died, he took the initiative to enter the highest-level shelter on the border. After the disaster, the shelter could not restrict his activities, which has now led to the annihilation of millions of people in three cities.

Do not call its name. If any creature calls its true name, S-002 will appear next to it and destroy all creatures in sight.

Various methods have been tried, but currently no one can stop the spread of the S-002 Black Death Curse.

It cannot be destroyed, it cannot be contained, it cannot be restrained. 】

【S-003-Instant Death】

Bai Bian looked at the information on the dangerous objects in front of him, his eyes full of shock. There were more than thirty S-class contained objects in total, all of which were dangerous objects with the ability to destroy cities, and they were all immortal things.