Chapter 266 - Astral’s Decision (1/2)

Chapter 266 Astral’s Decision

Dendera Fortress had a sleepless night again.

The appearance of the mutants gave everyone the possibility of being attacked, making people have to be on alert. But after not resting or sleeping for two days and two nights in a row, even heroes could not endure it.

However, the attacks of the mutants did not stop because of the arrival of daytime. They were completely different from ordinary undead. The zombies mutated by T-Virus were not afraid of sunlight at all, causing the troops in the fortress to have to fight fires everywhere, even at daybreak, eliminating the zombies that had risen again.

Due to being exhausted, everyone in the entire Dendera fortress had low morale. Moreover, as the number of mutants increased, the small number of patrol units could no longer deal with them. Under these circumstances, the Bracadan troops had no choice but to shrink their defenses and give up some of the outer areas of the fortress.

These outer streets became a dead city, and the remaining zombies wreaked havoc in these areas…

Fortunately, at noon, the light of the spatial teleportation formation lit up. The support from Aglan Fortress finally arrived!

The one leading the team was Archbishop Alaric, who had been staying in Aglan Fortress. Because the messenger had called for the priests to come and help, Alaric could only make the trip. But after knowing that there was still a necromancer like Arantir around the fortress, he appeared very reluctant. He had come under the order of the fake Queen Isabel—firstly to eliminate the demon, and secondly, he wanted to see what was going on with the fallen angel with the demon. Out of fanatical thoughts, he felt that the Bracadans chose to cooperate with the necromancer, which was blasphemy of his faith.

So even though the messenger had urged him repeatedly, he still used the name of gathering troops to delay his arrival until now.

Among the troops that Alaric brought, in addition to a force of more than five hundred priests, there was also a group of twenty angels. So when Astral and the others came to welcome him, although they were dissatisfied with Alaric’s delay, they still suppressed their anger and greeted him with smiles on their faces.

After all, the priests of the kingdom of Erathia practiced light magic. They had unique views on all kinds of dark curses, plagues, and diseases. Astral and the others could not do anything about the evil plague in the fortress, so they could only rely on these priests.

Although Archbishop Alaric was surprised by the miserable condition of Dendera Fortress, he quickly realized his importance. Now, be it the Bracadans or the elves, they all needed to rely on him and his priests, making Alaric could not help but become arrogant. During their conversation, he kept mocking the Bracadans, and he did not even spare the elven rangers led by Gelu. Astral and the others had long heard of his bad temper. He was very irritating when he was in the kingdom of Erathia, and now that they saw it with their own eyes, they wanted to sew this guy’s mouth shut!

But they could only endure…

“Okay!” After finally being satisfied verbally and spiritually, Alaric waved his hand. “First, bring the infected you caught. I’m very busy. I need to settle this quickly and then find that demon!”

Astral and the others were expressionless and too lazy to say anything. They nodded and got people to bring the zombies they caught.

A row of prison carts slowly drove into the square. In the cages were more than ten imprisoned zombies. These were the living infected that they had caught with great difficulty. Most of them were gremlins and mage apprentices, and some of them were nagas and mages. When the prison carts drove into the square, these zombies smelled the scent of living people and frantically reached out between the gaps of the cages. They bit at everyone with their saliva-dripping mouths, but they could not squeeze out, so they became more and more agitated.

Let alone Astral and the others, even Alaric was taken back by the appearances of these zombies. At first glance, he thought that they were some ghouls, but then he realized that they were different.

“Didn’t you say that there were mutants?” Alaric asked curiously. “There’s no specimen of a mutant?”

“No, we can’t catch them alive!” Astral shook his head. “The terrain in the fortress is too complicated. The jumping ability of these mutants is very advantageous in this terrain, and if we set a trap, they’ll see through it… But don’t worry. This is only temporary. After figuring out their movement behavior, we’ll be able to catch them soon. Now, you should try to solve these ordinary ones first.”

Alaric did not say anything else and gestured to his priests. A row of priests walked forward and came to these prison carts.

These priests began to wave the cross necklaces in their hands and chant prayers. Soon, several rays of light fell from the sky and shined onto the zombies in the prison cart. The scene looked magnificent.

“They’re using the Cleansing spell now!” Alaric explained proudly. “If these guys became like this because of a curse, it’ll be immediately dispelled.”

Astral could not help but roll his eyes. He felt that Alaric was simply doing something useless. They had already confirmed that this was a plague, and this guy was still using magic to dispel a curse… But it did not matter. Anyway, these priests had a lot of magic power, so it was good for them to try to find if there was a way to remove it.

After they used the Cleansing spell, nothing happened. The zombies in the cages were still rattling their teeth loudly and were not affected at all.