Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 486: 486 Treatment ‘Assassination’

Chapter 486: 486 Treatment ‘Assassination’

Chapter 486 486. Treatment of Assassination

Not long after, on the ashes of Cavusos, Lann waved his hand and used the [Igni Seal] to extinguish the sparks under the alchemy crucible.

At this time, there was nearly a full pot of black potion in the crucible, which was exuding a pungent herbal smell.

Based on the basic concept of "revival and rebirth" in the concept of alchemy, Lan En temporarily mixed a potion based on the medicinal materials on hand.

And about one milliliter of [Swallow] potion was dropped into the entire pot of potion.

Even with the highly toxic nature of the witcher's potion, diluting it a thousand times and mixing it with deliberately adjusted medicinal ingredients is enough for ordinary people to obtain some of the potion's effectiveness without suffering too much harm.

"If there are no strong enough antibiotics, then the human body's immunity will be boosted. Several of them have survived the most violent period of the plague, and they should already have antibodies in their bodies. I just need to make these antibodies stronger. powerful."

Lan explained his treatment plan to Mentos and successfully passed the feasibility verification of the biological brain.

After that, Lan En found several intact, but blackened pottery jars with two ears on the ruins. He packed the pot of potion and brought it back to the two-story building.

Drink, just as much as one cup for each person.

The first ones were given to the priests and guards on the first floor. Under the gaze of Lan En's twitching eyes, the three of them swallowed the medicine carefully, almost as if they were receiving the gift.

"O great Asclepius! I feel this potion making the fire of my life strong again! The evil plague is being driven out of my body!"

The priest lowered his head and sighed as if praying, and he could even hear the tone of poetry.

Lan En licked his lips awkwardly. He wanted to say that it was a psychological effect, and the medicine did not work that quickly. When he prepared it, he chose a milder combination specifically for the [Swallow] potion.

But considering the acceptance of the crowd, he still kept his mouth shut and did not speak.

"Put it down after you finish drinking it. Don't keep holding it. All living things around here must be killed, including animals and bugs. This is an important step to prevent the plague. You can use fire to burn the surrounding area several times. On your own body Also wash with plenty of water.

The witcher is telling the basic idea of stopping the plague, which only exists as a vague and ambiguous experience in the knowledge of this world.

He clarified these concepts.

"Animals and bugs are plague bringers, I understand! Don't worry, I will engrave the wisdom you impart on clay tablets and wax tablets and enshrine them in the temple! Even send them to the temple of Asclepius .

"That's the best." Lan En picked up the amphorae and walked upstairs. "At least fewer people will die in the plague in the future."

After the family of four upstairs also finished drinking the medicine, all they had to do was wait and endure the day.

Lann had to make sure that the source of the disease in them was no longer infectious before they could get out of Cavusos.

This process can only pass through time without precise detection equipment.

The observation process will last for about seven or eight days, which is also the time Lan En has agreed upon for them.

While the witchers are working hard to stop the plague these days, there are other places on the island of Kefalonia that are making waves.

At a makeshift camp that had obviously just been set up.

The beds made of weeds and burlap in the camp were even filled with moisture, but the next moment.

Puff!

Large streams of blood were like fountains, spraying diagonally on the bed.

The owner of the blood was originally standing next to a low bush. It seemed that he was passing by during patrol.

But just for a second or two while passing by, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the bushes!

The shadow is as strong and powerful as a lion!

Her fangs penetrated from the middle of the soft flesh of the mandible from bottom to top.

Clean, yet fierce and powerful!

All human tissue from the jaw to the skull was nailed through at once, and the scream that should have resounded through the sky was locked in the throat, leaving only a muffled groan.

Even before he died, this man was unable to see the face of his killer because his jaw was pressed against his head.

Kassandra calmly pulled out her broken spearhead from his chin.

And the broken spear that looked very old unexpectedly did not produce any curling edge or gap when it collided with the skull. It is as old as ever and seems to have never changed.

A man with only an apron tied around his waist happened to be on patrol, and he saw all this with his own eyes.

In the blink of an eye, one of his colleagues was stabbed through the head by a woman!

He began shouting in hopes of alerting other colleagues, while also taking out his bow and arrows.

The bowstring was opened, the arrow was nocked, and it was aimed at the stupid woman who still didn't know how to avoid even after being discovered.

Maraka, go to hell!

Looking at the woman walking towards him expressionlessly, even the funny broken spear in her hand was unconsciously twisted on her finger.

An ominous premonition suddenly arose in the archer's heart.

Didnt she hear that I called someone?

Cant she see that my bow is already nocked and fully drawn?

Isnt she afraid? !

There was no time to think about anything. The distance of a few steps didn't give the archer any time to think about it.

He had a ferocious expression and shot the arrow in his hand.

When shooting or throwing, people who practice enough will have a clear feeling the moment the prop is released - whether it is a hit or a miss.

The moment the arrow left the bowstring, the archer's expression suddenly relaxed.

Because he could feel that his arrow would reach the intended location, which was the stupid woman.

But then, his relaxed expression only lasted for that moment.

Kassandra watched calmly as the arrow's arrow got closer and closer to her.

The broken spear in her hand hung back on her back smoothly.

When she moved her hand back to the front, she already had a bow in her hand.

This series of actions started even earlier than the opponent loosened the bowstring! It's as if Cassandra already knew what the other party would do and planned her own actions in advance!

Turning sideways lightly, the arrow swaying in the air like a flying fish flew past the corner of his clothes.

Following a "crash" movement, Cassandra pinched the tail end of the arrow.

As if he had been prepared all the time, while the body that was dodging sideways returned to the right position, the arrow shot by the opponent was already on Kassandra's bow string.

~

As the arrows came back and forth, the archer's right chest tilted back as if he had been punched by someone, and the tail feather of the arrow had already appeared on his right chest.

The archer's throat "roared, roared, roared," but no words came out.

His lungs were punctured, and now what comes out of his mouth is pink blood foam from his alveoli.

Cassandra naturally put the bow back and hung it on her back. In fact, these two people were the only ones left alive in the entire camp.

That's why she didn't care at all about the other person's shouting.

She walked forward, ready to rummage through the storage boxes in the camp, looking for valuable things.

Marcos told him that this was a helper hired by the One-Eyed Man from other islands, and he was very rich. So why doesnt the enemys money become your own money?

They should have no objections now anyway.

The sound of a slow and steady slapping of palms caused Cassandra to stop.

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