"Black Death..."

Ella gasped. The pirates didn't know what this was, and they wanted to come up and watch. Ella suddenly reacted and hurriedly shouted: "You all retreat!"

"King of Sweden, what is this disease?" asked Graheide, "Why do you feel so panicked?"

"I don't have time to say so much. You just need to know that this is a plague. It spreads rapidly, is irreversible and cannot be cured. If you are not careful, it will cause the pirate kingdom to lose more than half of its population!" Ella waved her hand seriously, "As what Parasulsus said, put Amy's guards and those who have contacted her on a few ships, let them take a good bath and clear the fleas on their bodies! They do not need to participate in the military operations of the Island Republic, let them float on the sea for a few days. In these days, don't even let the mice on the ship ashore! Others, speed up the speed! We must capture the capital of the Island Republic as soon as possible and control the Alchemy Academy!"

Amy could already hear a hint of panic in her tone: "Your Majesty...I...I...I...I...I'll die?"

"Of course I won't die! Graheide, are the things I left on the flying zealand still there? For example, my holy sword, my holy sword, and my holy sword?"

"Everyone is there... no one dares to enter your cabin of King Sweden."

"Very good, Amy, come on, let's go to the flying zealand. I have some alchemy medicine left to treat Anna. You can try it if it doesn't work. If it doesn't work, we will try other medicines. I just want to aggrieved Amy, you are now...but we will definitely win!"

"King of Sweden! Do you want to fight against the black god of death alone without overestimating your ability?" Ipolita laughed loudly, "Did you forget it? Even Justinian is its defeated general! You are finished, the Seven Hills Empire is finished, you are all finished!"

Ella helped Amy up, turned her head and glared at Epolita fiercely, "Drag this woman down and whip her a hundred times first!"

After a scream, the dying Ipolita was thrown into an iron cage in the bottom cabin of the flying Zelans. It was once used by Ella to imprison a grizzly bear.

However, even in a coma, there was a faint smile on the corner of Ipolita's mouth.

There is nothing more pleasant than suddenly finding out that you have not lost in despair. Yes, the Island Republic failed, Almani failed, but she, Epolita, has summoned the black god of death! The Seven Hills Empire and the Pirate Kingdom will be destroyed because of her power!

In the darkness where there is no sight of the sky, I can't feel the passage of time. No one brings her water, nor does anyone brings her food, but there is still some water left in the iron cage for feeding bears. Although it is already in chaos, it can quench thirst, and some hay and bear feces can be used to fill the stomach.

Her illness was getting worse day by day, and Apollo's protection became increasingly difficult to take effect, like a carriage falling into a cliff, tearing off the only rope that was pulling it off little by little. Most of the time, she was in a coma. When she was awake, she would look at the dark top of the ship and fantasize about the demise of the Seven Hills Empire:

First, Constantine. Then, coastal cities will be wiped out by the Black Death. The survivors fled inland to avoid the plague, but were continued to be hunted by the Black Death. Three months later, the shadows will cover the entire Balkans, and the nobles and civilians will raise them together to pray for Apollo's mercy. Apollo certainly will not pity them. The Black Death will harvest the lives of the nobles and civilians regardless of their nobles and humbleness, and will even be cruel and unkind to the babies in their arms.

In just half a year, the black god of death will come to Asia Minor and bring death to everyone's heads. Every countryside will be cleared, leaving only the fires burning patients. The blackened corpses rot in the sun, releasing an unbearable stench.

There is also the Pirate Kingdom! Even if you hide in the most remote area in the world, you cannot escape the pursuit of the Black Death. All ports will become empty, and the only one that can float on the sea is the deceased's ghost ship!

How wonderful! Although she is about to die, her enemies are about to be finished!

This is her last strength and last dignity. Even if she has lost nothing, as long as she wins over the Swedish king at this last point... as long as she can win at this point...!

"King of Sweden! You can destroy me as much as you want! But you can never defeat me!!!"

A few days later, two voices came from the door:

"Amy, where is your body feeling uncomfortable now?"

"Thank you for your medicine. I'm fine. But more than ten people in my personal guard have passed away due to illness, and hundreds of people have symptoms of illness. Your Majesty has taken protective measures, so it must not be infected here. Maybe I got infected when I took care of this woman in Azov... Your Majesty, save them!"

"The medicine is not enough, but I have sent someone to bring the news that sulfonamide is effective to Paracelsus. Next, I have to find a way to attack the Island Republic as soon as possible, control the Alchemy University, and find clues about the girl and dyes."

The sound of aura and steady steps made Epolita unable to believe her ears at all - she, a guardian of Apollo, is almost dead now, and the maid is actually healed?

The hatch door was opened, and Epolita subconsciously covered her face with her hands. She was afraid, she was very afraid of what would appear in front of her next. But she still couldn't help but look over from her fingers. Seeing the little maid standing at the door healthy, Epolita felt that her world seemed to collapse. She grabbed her cheek with her fingers and grabbed blood from it - what kind of nightmare is this? If it weren't for a nightmare, how could this be possible? Why? Why!

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Ella looked coldly at Ipolita above the steps.

"I came here to answer your words--even if the Black Death defeats Justinian, it does not mean that it can defeat me. Because I am Ella Cornelius Scipio!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

Ipolita burst into laughter, suddenly raised her body and hit the iron cage!

Blood flowed down from her head, and she fell to the ground, with no sound.

"Dead?" Ella frowned, "Twist her into the sea. If mice and fleas grow, the Black Death will spread again."

"I have to tie her hands and feet," Amy added, "I'm afraid she's pretending to be dead again."

However, even so, I still failed to kill Ipolita.

People who are familiar with water will know that hands and feet are not necessary for swimming. As long as the waist can still exert force, they can swim on the sea!

Ipolita survived again and floated to an unknown island. Using a large stone with sharp raised bulge, she grinds the rope on her hand.

However, she was at a loss as to what to do next.

All night, she lay on the beach like a dead body, feeling the pain and the passing of life.

When the sun rose, she finally had a little hope. She lay on the ground, crawling towards the eastward sun little by little.

"Apollo, please! Heal me..."

"Apollo, please! Give me a stronger protection..."

"I want to take revenge...I want to beat Ella Cornelius Scipio!"

She forgot that Apollo was the God of Light, not the God of Sun, and prayed sorrowfully to the sun. When the sun seemed to be more dazzling, she excitedly took off her clothes from her body and placed the scarred ketone body under the sun's illumination.

"Heal me, heal me, heal me! I am the descendant of Octavian, and the blood of the clan that is blessed by you!"

A few days later, someone found Ipolita's body in a corner of the island. The purple and dark-spotted skin is now red like a barbecue.
Chapter completed!