Just as Ethan turned around, about to go find Nostradamus, he saw a stone figure covered in snowflakes, trudging toward him step by step, one foot deep, one foot shallow.
"Master!"
The moment Ethan saw Nostradamus, his eyes lit up and he called out.
But the instant Nostradamus saw Ethan, he got annoyed and snapped, "You brat are really too much! Making an old man work all night long! Honestly…"
"Master, hurry over and take a look. Something's happened to Sylas," Ethan grabbed Nostradamus's stone arm, which was already stiff from the cold, and said, "And several of my residents have also been infected by something called a plague. It's spreading very fast!"
"Plague?"
Upon hearing this, Nostradamus immediately began calculating with his fingers, then raised his head to look at the thick clouds in the sky, staring for quite a while.
After a long moment, Nostradamus lowered his head again and let out a meaningful sigh, "Sigh!"
"Well?", Ethan quickly asked, "Did you discover something, Master?"
"I did…"
Nostradamus said with a profound expression, "The clouds are blocking the stars, so I… can't calculate anything at all."
"…"
Ethan instantly didn't even want to bother with him anymore.
But since he still needed to rely on him to deal with the plague, he could only drag Nostradamus over to where Bird One was and said, "Master, stop worrying about divination for now! Take a look first. With their current condition, what should we do?"
"Alright, alright, I'll look! I'll look! Is that enough?", Nostradamus said helplessly, "You really just love ordering an old man around!"
After saying that, Nostradamus's gaze finally fell on Bird One.
And this time, his expression truly changed drastically. Even though he was clearly just a stone figure, Ethan could still sense the shift on his face. It wasn't visible or tangible, but more like a change in aura!
"How did it end up like this?", Nostradamus frowned deeply, "Could it be… you encountered the Plague Legion?"
"Yes, Master."
Ethan didn't dare hide anything and could only recount everything that had just happened in full detail to Nostradamus.
After listening, Nostradamus rubbed his stone forehead and said, "As expected, it's a plague knight from the Plague Legion. These things are most famous for their plague magic. Once infected, it spreads rapidly."
"When the plague spreads, the world will be filled with wailing and suffering. And those who die from the plague, whether human or creature, will turn into new plague monsters."
"If they aren't cleared out quickly, they'll bring a very serious disaster to the Mist Continent."
"Cleared out?"
The moment Ethan heard those words, his heart sank, "Is there no other way?"
After all, three of them were his own residents.
And although the Genie Sylas kept talking about wanting independence, his current state was also something Ethan couldn't separate himself from.
Naturally, Ethan didn't want anything to happen to them.
If they could be saved… then he had to find a way to save them.
"They must be cleared out. You probably don't understand just how dangerous something infected by the plague can be," Nostradamus shook his head and said, "Back in the day…"
"When I was still young, there was once a terrifying plague disaster."
"At the beginning of that plague, it rained heavily for months without clearing up. That kind of damp weather gave the plague the perfect conditions to spread. Then the Plague Legion began invading various continents from the other end of the world."
"The first to bear the brunt was this frontier land. Do you know that long ago, this place wasn't even called the frontier land?"
Ethan asked back, "Then what was it called?"
"Back then, it was known as the Capital of the World. You could even say it was the most prosperous place in the entire Mist World. But unfortunately, because of the spread of the plague, it almost became a dead city."
"If someone hadn't stepped in back then to stop that plague storm, the entire Mist Continent might not even exist today."
"Who?", Ethan asked.
"The Lord of the White Knights, the White Dragon."
Nostradamus's eyes showed a faint trace of nostalgia and longing as he said, "Back then, it was him who led hundreds of thousands of White Knights to the frontier land, fighting the monsters that came from the land of plague for nearly three years."
"Only then were they finally able to drive all the plague monsters to the other end of the frontier land, which is now called the Land of Darkness, or the Land of Plagues."
"But after three years of destruction, the entire frontier land had already become completely ruined."
"The land couldn't be farmed, and living things couldn't even reproduce."
"And whether it's humans or animals, as long as they stay in the frontier land for too long, they'll be infected by the plague virus. Plague spots will start appearing on their bodies, slowly spreading across them, and even spreading outward."
"Although the plague monsters were driven away, the land they destroyed isn't so easy to restore."
"And land that's been infected by the plague is even harder to recover."
"Just like the land in your manor right now…"
Nostradamus casually tossed a few fireballs onto the grass near Bird One. By the light of the flames, Ethan finally noticed that beneath the melted snow, the originally brown soil had turned ink-black.
Although the black spread wasn't fast, any place touched by the plague had its vegetation instantly wither and die.
Each stalk looked as if it had been burned, extremely exaggerated.
"This plague's infectivity is way too strong," Ethan said in surprise, "Then how was that massive plague back then ultimately resolved?"
If you don't know, ask.
Especially when it comes to the history of the Mist Continent.
For some reason, Ethan always felt that whoever was behind the scenes of this world, bringing so-called players here, wasn't doing it randomly, but had some deeper meaning.
So whenever he had the chance, it was better to learn more.
"In the end?"
Nostradamus smiled, "The White Dragon burned his own life force to create a massive storm, dispersing the dark clouds covering the frontier land. Once the clouds were gone, the plague naturally disappeared."
"This plague is afraid of sunlight?"
Ethan finally caught onto a key point.
It seemed that this all-powerful plague wasn't without a weakness after all. No wonder those monsters had made the clouds so thick.
They must be afraid of being exposed to sunlight and getting purified instantly.
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