Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

Don't you want me to develop a new type of plague because you can't bear to see too many casualties in Backlund?

"A newly promoted 'Witch of Despair' can usually only master two plagues."

"One is a sublimation of the original 'disease'. It targets the flesh of more common creatures, mainly infecting the heart, brain, lungs and other organs. From the incubation period to the outbreak and then to the severity, it only takes a dozen seconds. After another minute, the target may deteriorate to the point of near death."

"The second is 'rigor mortis', which will make the zombies stiff and become rigid over time. It is a kind of plague that is more mystical."

Lin Nuo said as two balls of light yellow and iron black gas floated above his palm.

"What I originally planned to spread in Backlund was the first plague that evolved from the disease."

"But you insisted that I develop a new kind of plague that is of little use."

Panatia said with a complaining tone.

"Your first plague is to kill anyone you see."

"Not to mention ordinary people, even unprotected Beyonders will die within a minute."

Lin Nuo shook his head slightly.

His eyes were gray and deep as he looked at the night outside the window.

In his perception, there were a large number of newly born, wandering undead with nowhere to go.

In the Fifth Era, due to the fall of the "God of Death", changes occurred in the underworld. Most of the undead could no longer sense where to enter the underworld and could only wander outside it, wandering between the spirit world and the real world.

In order to prevent intelligent creatures from turning into corpses, resentful spirits, or evil spirits after death, the countries in the northern continent responded by enforcing cremation through purification by the church.

If Lin Nuo could extradite the undead from the northern continent back to the underworld and re-establish an effective order of life and death, it might be of some help to the deceitful ghosts who were practicing in the River of Eternal Darkness.

He just needs to further perfect the specific method of doing it.

This is not a project that he can complete alone.

"Panatia, I am not an official extraordinary person with a sense of justice or a pseudo-saint who is generous to others."

"It's just that I don't think it's necessary."

"My maid runs a herbal medicine shop in Cherwood."

"They go to the East End every week to treat the poor for free and help me collect some of the life force I need."

"So I know very well what the situation is like for most people living in the East End."

"Most of the workers work day and night without any protective gear and are immersed in the pollution of the factory all day long."

"Their bodies are like trees that have been hollowed out from the inside."

"Even if there wasn't a sudden outbreak of plague, it would have been doomed to not survive for long."

"There are many such people in the East District..."

Lin Nuo paused when he said this.

He closed his eyes slightly, as if he had seen in advance the people falling like straw when the disaster came.

"I probably understand what you mean."

Panatia looked at Lin Nuo who closed his eyes and understood what he meant.

Lin Nuo’s suggestion is actually very simple.

Panatia should not release the extremely lethal plague that the Witch of Despair possesses.

She only needs to develop a plague that has ordinary initial power but is more contagious and whose damage to the human body gradually decreases as it continues to spread.

Give a gentle push to those whose lives are about to come to an end.

Let go of those who could have lived another three to five years.

"With Backlund's population base, we can accomplish our goal without provoking too much hostility."

"Send those who should die to die, and let those who should live live."

"This may also help to reduce Backlund's population burden and complete industrial transfer and upgrading faster and better."

"Although the future development of Rune is not something we should consider."

"But isn't it our concern to complete the planned plan while reducing the obstacles and enemies we will encounter?"

Lin Nuo opened his eyes calmly, with no joy or sadness in his grey eyes.

"Okay, I agree."

Panatia leaned in Lin Nuo's arms, sighed and surrendered.

Since according to Lin Nuo, he can also complete the tasks assigned by the church and digest his own magic potion.

Then isn't the most important thing left to be evacuating Backlund safely?

As long as she escapes alive, she will be able to be promoted to the Immortal Witch based on her merits. If she unfortunately dies while evacuating Backlund, the thought of it makes people despair.

"In fact, I have already developed the new plague you mentioned."

"Since you are its initiator, would you like to come up with a name?"

Panatia opened her mouth and exhaled a ball of gray-white gas, then twisted her waist and said with a charming smile.

"Name?"

"Let's call your new plague the Crown."

"You, the Witch of Despair, will personally crown Backlund, the city of miracles."

Lin Nuo chuckled, and after inhaling the gray-white gas into his body, his throat felt sweet and his breathing became a little hot.

"As long as you drink plenty of water, this plague is not a serious illness."

"If the East District doesn't even have clean drinking water, or if the Loen royal family and the three major churches can't even solve this little problem..."

Lin Nuo stopped talking again in the middle of his words.

He felt that if things really developed to this point, the development plan that had just been formulated would be torn up again.

How can this rebuild the order of life and death?

Lin Nuo shouted, "The sky is dead, and the underworld should be established."

Then he took the tens of millions of poor people who could not survive into the underworld and transformed them into undead creatures...

These undead creatures chant his name day and night.

Wouldn't it be possible for the Deceitful Ghost's cultivation speed inside the River of Eternal Darkness to rise to another level?

"Why are you suddenly not moving...not talking anymore?"

The desperate witch, who was sweating all over and looked intoxicated, became a little dissatisfied when she saw that someone was not moving.

"I think of the Pale Scourge."

Lin Nuo's mouth twitched, and he felt that history was really a good textbook.

Almost everyone has experienced all the pitfalls on the road to becoming a god.

......

Thursday, January 12, morning.

"Last night, an apostle of desire sent me several threatening letters."

This is Klein sharing information with Lin Nuo.

"Why don't you go to the church with a threatening letter and report him?"

This was Lin Nuo simply doing things perfunctorily.

If I report it to the church and it works, do you think the demon dog will still commit so many murders in a row?

Although Klein was born a Nighthawk, he was well aware that Backlund was too big and there would always be areas that the church could not take care of.

"Are you busy recently?"

Klein asked Lin Nuo, who often stayed out all night.

He didn't know whether Lin Nuo was really busy or like Emperor Roselle who was busy during the day but very busy at night.

"Did you forget it?"

"I said I would think about getting sponsorship."

Lin Nuo is planning to attract sponsorship for several events.

"You go about your business."

"Don't be distracted by such a small matter as the Apostle of Desire."

Klein said quickly when he heard the word sponsorship.

Although he didn't know what sponsorship he needed to discuss in the evening, his attitude was very clear when it came to money.

His current total assets, including shares, are enough to purchase the main ingredient of a sequence 6 potion.

As long as Lin Nuo can attract sponsorship he can become a Faceless Man in advance!

After seeing Klein off, Lin Nuo returned to the bedroom and knocked on the mirror.

Ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror and then Jason's image appeared.

Lin Nuo inserted the card of blasphemy onto the mirror as if passing through a layer of water curtain.

Then he watched the live broadcast remotely with great interest.

In fact, the existence of Adam, the King of Angels, is also a good thing.

For such a major event as the assassination of Duke Negan, Lin Nuo dared to watch the live broadcast directly by inserting a blasphemy card into the mirror that transmitted the information.

Even if there is a slight omission, Adam will handle it.

The mirror cannot transmit sound, so Lin Nuo did not hear the whimpering sounds made by Duke Negan and his mistress as they happily swam in the ocean of desire.

He also took a potion that made men more courageous.

Finally, when he reached the top, the seeds of joy exploded.

"This is such a gentle way to die."

Lin Nuo tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingertips, his tone slightly teasing.

The thrill of a normal activity is probably a bungee jump.

However, the seeds of desire can make pleasure continuously impact people's rationality like a tide.

Duke Negan's mind suddenly buzzed, and he felt the pleasure and comfort suddenly explode, and exploded continuously, exploding again and again without limit and end.

Duke Negan's waist was shaking, his eyes went blank, and his brain was lost.

"Clap clap clap."

Lin Nuo clapped in admiration.

Most people who squeeze toothpaste so hard will definitely have to use a new toothpaste.

This Duke Negan just fell down weakly and was able to stand up again after being helped by his subordinates?

"Is there a second outcome for a Sequence 5 Apostle of Desire to deal with a Duke with extremely intense emotions?"

"Play the token given by the Church of Storms? The one who plays the Dove of God?"

Lin Nuo was watching the show leisurely when he waved his hand and a completely different picture appeared.

Dock area, Backlund Dock.

Patrick Jason Belia entered the reserved cabin.

He looked out the window, observing the sky filled with a light mist, and silently calculated the time.

After a moment, he quickly took off his hat, took off his clothes, then reached out and pulled off the surface layer of human skin!

But under the human skin was a beautiful woman, who was Elisa Belia.

She cast a coquettish glance at the small mirror in her hand, then placed the mirror on a stand, took out her clothes, put them on methodically, and quickly became a charming and attractive beauty.

"Master, the mission is completed."

Elisa licked her rosy lips and chuckled.

She wrapped the demon statue with a human skin mask, beat it to death and threw it into the river, then calmly carried her suitcase and moved to a spare cabin.