Chapter 79: Plague Warlock
The five returned to the square.
The injured and captured cultists, as well as the street people who participated in the cult's rituals, were all taken into custody.
The two sorcerers on the stake escaped death and were rescued.
Pamela opened her storage bag and took out two bottles of healing potions.
After taking the medicine, the two people's complexion improved.
These two warlocks are also students of the Elemental Branch and are Pamela's classmates.
The boy's name is Locke, an earth elemental warlock.
The girl's name is Jenny, a water elemental sorcerer.
The cultivation level of both of them is late stage 1.
They were the strongest members of the last investigation team that came to Magic Stone Island, and they are the only two survivors.
Alan escorted Locke and Jenny to a nearby residence to recuperate.
The other teammates stayed in the square to discuss how to deal with the plague patients and captured cultists.
Pamela didn't bother.
Her way of dealing with things was simple and rough.
"It's too troublesome to treat plague patients alone!"
"Instead of letting them stay at home and infect more healthy people, it is better to isolate them and let them fend for themselves."
"Execute all the cultists, and in the process weaken the evil gods they worship!"
" It doesn't matter whether they are true believers or not. Kill all those who are involved in cult activities to save trouble."
Ingres opposed the indiscriminate killing of innocent people.
Helplessly, Andy and Duke both supported Pamela's approach and cut the Gordian knot.
We need to clean up this mess as soon as possible, continue hunting down the Beast Worshipers, and destroy the cult headquarters on the island.
No time to waste here!
Allen came back and heard his teammates arguing, but he said nothing.
Even if he spoke out in support of Angel, it would be useless.
After all, they are a minority.
In the square, a young woman knelt down and begged for mercy, holding her baby.
The woman cried and said that she just ran out with the crowd to watch the fun.
He was inexplicably involved in this turmoil and was arrested as a member of a cult.
Although she swore and vowed again and again that she was not a believer in the plague god, Pamela remained unmoved.
"It is understandable that someone who has the plague comes out to seek treatment from cultists."
"You are not sick at all. You ran out in the middle of the night to participate in cult activities..."
"Who would believe you if you said you were not a cultist?"
"The incident got out of hand, I got arrested, I got scared, I started crying."
"What are you doing this morning?"
"How dare you pretend to be pitiful? Do you think I'm a fool?!"
Pamela took a step forward and grabbed her hair with her left hand, forcing her face up to reveal her white neck.
He drew the sword with his right hand, swung it suddenly, and cut the woman's throat!
The sleeping baby in the cradle...
The tender little face was stained red by the blood spurting from the mother's neck.
Suddenly woke up, crying...
Pamela sheathed her sword, a sneer on her lips.
"Someone come here! Test this little thing's bloodline!"
"Trace the warlock's bloodline, and it's worth adopting."
"If I didn't have the blood of a warlock..."
"You decide for !"
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The bodies of the giant rats and cultists were piled in the square.
Just use the ready-made firewood and lamp oil to burn it.
After dealing with matters at the dock, Pamela led the team away.
In the square, the fire was still burning fiercely.
As the night deepened, the firelight dimmed.
Suddenly, there were squeaking screams coming from nearby houses.
Four ferocious giant rats came running through the alley.
Soon, they gathered in the square and stood up and transformed into human forms.
Four plague warlocks with rat-man ancestry.
Three men and one woman, all wearing black cloaks.
The hood was pulled down low, covering most of the face.
The four of them stood quietly in front of the fire, not saying a word.
Seems to be waiting for something.
Another moment passed.
Across the street, on the roof, there was a slight noise.
The four plague warlocks turned their heads together .
Eight pairs of eyes focused on the roof.
A spider as big as a round table, dragging silver silk threads.
He was running across the rooftops and walls, rushing towards us.
The giant spider leaped up, stretched out its eight claws, and landed lightly on the square.
The huge and ferocious body gradually becomes slender.
The four spider legs retracted and disappeared.
Under the gaze of everyone, she turned into a hot and well-proportioned sorceress.
He also wore a cape, but it was sky blue.
"Are you Spanna?"
A plague warlock looked at Spider Woman warily.
The blue robed sorceress nodded slightly: "This is our first cooperation. Everyone, could you please introduce yourselves?"
The four plague warlocks looked at each other.
"Sure!" It was the Plague Warlock who spoke first. "My name is Jamie, I'm in the early stage of the second stage."
"Sarah is also in the early stage of the second level." The black-robed sorceress continued.
"Moss, late first stage."
"Rhett, your realm is the same as Moss!" A young man's voice came from under the black robe, "Spanna, it's your turn!"
"Late second stage." The blue-robed sorceress replied calmly.
"Wow!" Moss whistled exaggeratedly, "You are the best! What we do next is up to you!"
Spanna smiled softly and then asked, "Why hasn't the cult's contact at the dock shown up yet?"
"Are you asking about Marin? I'm afraid he's dead." Sarah sighed, "It was Marin's turn to preside over the sacrament tonight, but the ceremony was sabotaged by spies sent by the Warlock Academy. He is in great danger."
"Is the statue okay?"
"That's what we're worried about, let's go check it out together, I hope everything is alright."
One blue, four black, five warlocks, walking and chatting.
Soon we arrived at the dock warehouse.
I saw the open iron gate and charred rat corpses all over the ground.
The five people looked at each other in horror, and all felt that something terrible was going to happen!
He hurried down the stairs and entered the underground temple.
"Damn it! The statue is really gone!"
Sarah stood before the empty niche, stamping her feet and cursing.
"Where's Marlin?" Jamie asked.
Sarah crouched down and whistled.
"Squeak! Squeak!"
A mouse, responding to Sarah's call, crawled out of the hole in the wall.
The mouse jumped into her palm, shaking its whiskers and squeaking.
Sarah nodded slightly, thoughtfully.
A warlock who has awakened the blood of the ratmen can communicate telepathically with rat creatures.
Through telepathy, Sarah learned about the rat and what he saw and heard tonight.
"Marin is dead!"
Sarah put the mouse down and stood up to face her companions.
"Killed by a very tall male warlock!"
"At the last moment, Marin used forbidden techniques, splitting into a group of rats and fighting to the death..."
"Unfortunately, the enemy is too strong!"
"In the end, Marin didn't even get a scapegoat."
"Marin is only a senior apprentice. The strong people in his eyes... may be quite exaggerated." Moss smiled disapprovingly. "What does the person who killed him look like?"
"I don't know! Rats are just rats after all. They are too stupid to accurately describe a person's appearance!" Sarah replied unhappily, "Anyway... that person is very tall and strong!"
"Let Spanna answer this question."
Jamie turned and looked at the blue robed sorceress.
"After all, she has been undercover in the Warlock Academy for so long, so she must know more about the details of the second investigation team than we do."
Spanna nodded and said in a deep voice: "This investigation team consists of five people. The strongest ones are two elemental sorcerers, and their cultivation base is both in the early stage of the second level..."
After listening to her profile of the five people, Jamie continued to inquire: "Among these five people, whose figure is most consistent with the murderer who killed Marin and stole the statue?"
Spanner groaned and said slowly, "The tallest and strongest one... is Alan Panthers."
"However, among the five, he has the worst qualifications and bloodline, so logically speaking, his strength is also the lowest."
"Marin is a senior apprentice after all. Especially when a forbidden technique breaks out, he won't be able to escape unscathed."
"Besides, Alan's position in the team is not high. Even if he gets the statue, he is not qualified to keep it all."
"If we pursue the statue, we can eliminate Alan as a suspect and focus on Pamela and Andy."
"Wait a minute!"
Moss interrupted Spanner, his laughter revealing a cynical tone.
"Hehehe...Spanna, you're too hasty in eliminating suspicion!"
"Even if Alan didn't take the statue, at least he is the most likely suspect in the murder of Marin!"
"Marin, that's my fellow apprentice, my beloved friend! His death cannot be in vain, I have to avenge him!"
"Haha..." Spanna sneered, "I am only responsible for providing information. As for who you seek revenge on, it is none of my business."
"Don't forget, in addition to these five people, there is also the living sacrifice that was taken away." Rhett took over the conversation, "How strong are they?"
"A late-stage first-order elemental warlock with pretty good strength," Sarah said.
"Have those two sacrifices been infected with the beast virus?" Jamie asked calmly, stroking his mustache.
"Brother Jamie, what do you mean...?"
"Haha, in two days, it will be the night of the full moon." Jamie sneered, "Maybe we can take advantage of the auspicious day and do something to give those young masters and young ladies from the noble families a little surprise."
"Oh! I understand! Brother Jamie is indeed resourceful! He has a sharp mind!"
"Haha...just wait and see!"
The plague warlocks smiled at each other.
