After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

Although the blood plague is terrifying, its essence is not a plague in the general sense, but a kind of magic that is contagious and uncontrolled and spontaneous.

Therefore, as long as your magic resistance is high enough, you can wear accessories made by the church with purification capabilities, supplemented by some holy water.

Even ordinary people are completely immune to it.

Life in the Royal Capital Safe Zone is so difficult because the incident happened suddenly and there is a severe shortage of supplies.

The Duke's army outside was not worried about this and had already stockpiled enough purification materials of all kinds.

Therefore, the black hounds prepared themselves almost immediately, and braved the spreading blood mist to enter the royal tomb, which had become a ruin.

Auchinleck retreated a distance and, after ensuring his own safety, waited anxiously for the report from his subordinates.

One minute.

five minutes.

ten minutes.

fifteen minutes.

Time passed quickly, but the black hounds that entered never got any reward.

Instead, violent explosions and other noisy noises could be heard from time to time from the cracks that had collapsed, as if someone was fighting.

But why go to the royal tomb to fight?

Could it be that some former king has come back to life?

nonexistent.

Auchinleck frowned and thought so.

Time passed little by little, the blood mist quickly dissipated, and even the sound of underground fighting stopped abruptly at a certain point in time.

The wilderness, submerged in darkness, fell into an eerie silence.

The onlookers could even hear their own breathing.

"Uh... uh—"

Finally, a familiar figure appeared from the entrance of the royal tomb.

One of the black hounds that had sneaked into the royal tomb came out trembling, covered in blood.

After shaking for a few times, it suddenly fell to the ground, and even rolled down the steps at the entrance in an extremely embarrassed manner, and then stopped moving.

"What are you still standing there for? Bring him here, quickly!"

Seeing his subordinates standing there in a daze, Auchinleck gave orders in a rage.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to act rashly.

In the end, two loyal and brave Duke's guards rushed forward, holding their breath, one on each side, and carried the fallen black hound back to the team.

After a brief examination, he was placed on a stretcher and carried to Auchinleck.

The report said:

"Your Excellency the Duke, he was seriously injured. It seems that it was done by the blood slaves!"

"Blood slaves!? Are you kidding!? How could there be blood slaves in the royal mausoleum? And what kind of blood slave could bite a black hound that can stealth?!"

Despite the curses, he pushed through the crowd and cautiously came to his subordinates with his guards, frowning as he looked at what he saw.

The black leather coat that was standard equipment for the Black Hound had become tattered at this moment, with terrible scratches and bite marks all over the body. The blood that kept oozing out even dyed the ground beneath it red.

It seems like it was really done by the blood slave.

But why is this happening?

Fortunately, the other party seemed to still have a breath. Auchinleck asked angrily:

"What's going on? What on earth happened?!"

"Kill...kill..."

"What!?"

“Kill…Kill me… Ugh…Ahhhhh——”

The black hound's body suddenly began to twitch.

With a strange roar, he suddenly jumped up from the stretcher, and with strange movements, he pounced directly towards Auchinleck who was close at hand.

Fortunately, the guard reacted quickly and kicked him to the ground.

The black hat was thrown away, revealing the pale skin, black pupils, sharp teeth and black blood vessels underneath.

There is no doubt that he has become a blood slave.

The black hound leader transformed into a blood slave, whose movements and strength were far superior to those of ordinary blood slaves.

As soon as he was kicked over, he stood up again with a movement so fast that it was almost invisible, and pounced on the stunned Auchinleck again with his teeth and claws bared and hysterically.

"My Lord Duke, be careful!"

The guard acted quickly and knocked him to the ground with one sword.

But he himself was also scratched by the black hound's claws that swung at the last moment, leaving several horrific scars.

By this time, Auchinleck had finally come to his senses.

As a survivor of the war five years ago, he had seen the blood plague and blood slaves, and even led the army to fight against the latter.

But for the transformation to be completed in such a short time is unheard of.

He gritted his teeth and looked at the blood slaves who were killed, then looked in horror at the guards who were injured while protecting him.

Of course, as a mature leader, he still has some sense of loyalty.

"Take him to the doctor immediately for a cleansing treatment. Use undiluted holy water. Go now, quickly!"

"Yes!"

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke..."

A group of guards hurriedly carried the injured guard away, and the others, under the command of Auchinleck, stayed away from the royal tomb where unknown dangers lurked.

Auchinleck himself did not want to stay even a second longer, and immediately returned to his safe tent surrounded by the rest of his guards.

After returning, he had just sat down and had not had time to drink a cup of tea to calm his nerves when a subordinate came to report:

"Your Excellency, the guard just now... he suddenly turned into a blood slave while receiving treatment. The purification was ineffective, so we... we had no choice but to execute him..."

"……understood."

Auchinleck nodded through gritted teeth.

The dark red mist emanating from the cracks in the royal mausoleum was directly created by the resurrected former King George using his own super-powerful magic power.

Compared with the general blood plague, it is fundamentally different in terms of development speed, infectiousness, and treatability.

Therefore, after confirming this, Aize ordered all the knights to retreat immediately.

But Auchinleck didn't know that he just thought it was an ordinary blood plague and never took it seriously. He just wanted to take the opportunity to get to the top.

It wasn't until now that he finally realized something was wrong.

After waving his hand to let the subordinates who came to report go out, he closed his eyes, covered his head, and began to seriously think about the whole process from the beginning.

At the same time, you also have to think carefully about your next plan.

After all, this is no longer a simple question of whether to run away or not.

If you're not careful, the car might really overturn.

However, before he could think for a few minutes, a violent commotion suddenly came from outside the tent, including screams, wails, and roars.

"What!? What happened again?!"

Realizing what had happened, Auchinleck stood up and shouted in a slightly panicked manner.

One of his generals came in hurriedly and reported:

"Your Excellency, this is bad! Almost all the guards responsible for guarding the royal mausoleum have been infected and transformed into blood slaves, and are attacking us!"

"What did you say!?"

The Duke's face turned pale, and he began to bite his nails angrily.

"...Tsk, could it be that I was already infected when the earthquake first started? How could I have forgotten such an important thing?!"

There was no way out. The black hound turned into a blood slave and almost attacked him. The impact of this incident was so strong that his mind was paralyzed for a while.

Ignored this key point.

What Auchinleck didn't know was that if Aize and others had not launched an attack to attract George's attention, but allowed the high concentration of blood plague to spread, his entire army would have suffered a devastating disaster.

Of course, there is no point in saying this. The question is what to do next.

Generally speaking, blood slaves are not too difficult enemies to deal with.

After all, even if you are bitten or scratched, there will be no problem as long as you get timely treatment.

Just treat them as small, agile monsters and deal with them.

But it's different now.

There is no time to heal, and the terrifying characteristic of completing the transformation in a short time makes these monsters capable of killing humans with one blow.

The danger has increased more than tenfold.

Auchinleck asked hastily:

"So what's the situation now?!"

"Luckily, we reacted quickly and temporarily contained them to Camp 16, but they continued to launch organized attacks, causing heavy losses to the defending forces!"

The blood slaves actually organized an attack?

Something that even the previous generation of vampires who developed the blood plague could not do actually happened here.

This is something I have never seen before.

Auchinleck shook his head helplessly, but quickly gave the order.

After all, Barrack No. 16 is very close to here, and if we can't control it, something big will happen.

"Transfer the heavy infantry stationed in Barracks No. 7 and the Knights of Barracks No. 11. They will take over the cleanup from the guards! Send three more teams of combat magicians to assist in the operation. We must suppress this!"

No matter how you catch it, it will die. No matter how you bite it, it will die. As long as its defense is not broken, there will be no problem - this is true in theory, but it is impossible to be absolutely safe in reality.

The heavy infantry and the knights are different from those half-baked guards or armed peasants. Each of them is the elite among the elite, and it would be heartbreaking to see one of them die.

In order to suppress the situation, Auchinleck tried his best.

"Remember, anyone injured by a blood slave in battle will be executed immediately, regardless of their status. No exceptions will be allowed!"

Gritting his teeth, the Duke added.

"Yes, sir! Thank you very much!"

The general came here to ask for help.

He hadn't even opened his mouth when his boss took the initiative to give him what he wanted. Of course he was overjoyed.

As for the fact that he will die if he touches him, he won't mince meat with blood slaves if he finds him, so who cares?

After saluting, he turned and left.

Auchinleck slumped down in his chair and took a deep breath.

In this way, even if the loss is a little bigger, the matter should be suppressed.

The question is what happened and what to do next?

Not sure, there is too little information.

The last unit of his proud Black Hounds was wiped out in the reckless action just now, and there was no one left to collect intelligence for him.

Thinking of this, Auchinleck could not help cursing:

"What the hell are the Black Hounds? When the time comes, none of them can be relied upon. They're all useless!"

"Roar ah ah ah!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by a strange roar and a "swish" sound, the tent where Auchinleck was was suddenly torn open.