"Everyone listen, our task today is to reclaim Prosperity Town. It is a very important strategic location, and once we reclaim it, the plague will be unable to spread further in this direction."

A Holy Knight exclaimed loudly to his subordinates, marking this as a huge turning point.

From the beginning, those Undead crazily spread, leaving them completely unable to counterattack.

But now, they finally have the opportunity to counterattack. This means the opponent has reached their limit, the time for a counterattack has arrived.

Originally, they thought intervention from the Divine would be troublesome, but unexpectedly, it was resolved so easily. It seems the folks above reacted overly, this time it's not an actual intervention from the Divine.

Perhaps merely related to the Divine, possibly an intervention by their subordinates.

In that case, it would be very easy to resolve, the subordinates of the Divine at most are just Demigods.

If there are few, it might mean the Divine won't come personally. This means the combat power is at most at Legendary Level, making this battlefield the perfect opportunity for them to establish themselves.

Especially for these Divine Officers, if they can achieve merit and receive Divine blessing, they can continue to ascend.

After this instance, perhaps they themselves can grow to become Legendary Strongmen.

As for Demigods, that's difficult to imagine, it's a level even hard to attain through Divine blessing.

A group of people, filled with excitement, headed toward Prosperity Town. Along the way, they cut down those Undead Beings as easily as slicing vegetables; this task was indeed rather effortless.

"Ahead is Prosperity Town, today we must purify that place thoroughly, and tomorrow we will station there."

Turning back to look at his men, the leader excitedly shouted.

However, at this moment, the subordinates' behavior seemed strange, their eyes wide open. What was going on? No matter how excited they were, it shouldn't be this way. "What's wrong with you all?" The leader finally noticed something was amiss.

Seeing others extending their fingers pointing behind him, the leader slowly turned around.

The gray fog obscured everything, rendering visibility futile.

This was similar to a death fog, a force naturally formed wherever Death Power was concentrated.

However, compared to the true Undead horizon, it was lacking; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to freely move within it.

But at this moment, that thing was just too large, even with fog obfuscating their view, they could still see it. It was a gigantic humanoid being, looking akin to a Giant, with eyes emitting red light.

From a distance, they seemed like two light bulbs.

This light wasn't useless, rather the red glow emitted immensely powerful Death Power, accompanied by a special oppression. Anyone who saw this glow would be affected.

The silhouette gradually approached, dispersing the fog.

Finally, everyone could see the appearance of that thing. Entire body of blue-green color, appearing as if painted over with some special pigment. Moreover, in certain areas, purple scales were generated.

Huge yet nimble physique, with some pores continually emitting plague.

Everyone could feel the plague, its intensity incomparable to naturally emitted ones.

"Plague Giant, damn it, how can this thing appear here?"

The leader suddenly realized, knowing what this thing was. Plague Giant is a unique entity, neither fully an Undead nor entirely a magical construct, it could be described as a hybrid.

Moreover, Plague Giants possess extremely powerful combat abilities, certainly not an opponent for ordinary individuals.

Only in texts do they appear, belonging to the powerful beings on the side of Undead. Each possesses Legendary Level combat prowess, yet it's clear Undead Mages couldn't create them.

Even for Demigod Level Undead Mages, unless specialized in plague laws, they wouldn't succeed.

Furthermore, it seems there are more silhouettes behind this one, a feat beyond the capability of a Demigod.

Damn it, this matter truly involves the Divine. Previously, the peace existed just to accumulate a large amount of plague and flesh power to create these things.

So much time has passed, over such a large range, countless lives have perished, it's unimaginable how many Plague Giants have been produced here. Realizing this made the leader feel a chilling coldness, as if in the midst of severe winter.

"Retreat, everyone, retreat quickly, this intelligence must be reported."

The leader turned and ran, not caring for the lives of others, at this moment survival depended solely on oneself.

Everyone scattered, an action seemingly stimulating the Plague Giant.

The Plague Giant extended its finger, rapidly transforming, feeling extremely peculiar.

The elongating finger turned into a thin line, directly shooting far away, precisely penetrating the leader's body. The next moment, the Holy Knight leader began to shiver, gradually turning gray-green.

When the thin line was withdrawn, the Holy Knight leader regained mobility but had become rigid.

Now, this individual had transformed into an Undead, with power seemingly much greater than before.

Though the Holy Light on his body had turned into plague, becoming a new plague spreader.

By the time the frontline received news, several days had already passed. During these days, the dispatched teams were seen only departing, with none returning, which finally aroused the vigilance of those behind.

Su Buqi had already returned to the frontline, trembling as he looked at the documents.

"Damn it, they are Plague Giants, no fewer than several hundred. If only we knew earlier, Legendary Strongmen should have been deployed." He himself was a legend, naturally aware of the Plague Giants' prowess.

Actually, even if he faced a Plague Giant, although he could win, it wouldn't be easy.

Those entities are covered in a unique plague, with one misstep being a sure path to death.

Although he could win, irreversible mutations might still occur. A single misstep could distort oneself into an Undead Being, rendering further advancement impossible, even altering one's thoughts.

Such matters require intervention from the Temple.

Only their specially crafted purification potions can prevent such occurrences.

Without the Temple's intervention, Su Buqi decided not to assist.

"Wait, Magic Rune Professionals, they seem unafraid of this plague." Suddenly, Su Buqi had a flash of insight, recalling something different, Coscola himself was a unique magical creature.

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