After being excited, Locke looked down at the three skeletons lying there after he had knocked out the soul fire.

Strictly speaking, these skeletons are only the lowest-level soldiers of the Scourge Legion. They are one of the largest numbers in the entire Scourge Legion. The other one is the brainless zombies who have besieged themselves before.

Without anyone's command, these undead will only act instinctively and put down all life in front of them. They are enemies of all living beings. Harvey's previous battles have caused considerable results, but this is also based on the lack of wisdom of these soldiers. If there is a control of the undead mage or the lich behind it, the result will be very different. It is not a big mistake for Harvey, because he does not know all of this at all. People who have not fought with the lich or the undead mage have really no understanding of these things and do not understand their dangers.

At this moment, the three skeletons have been scattered all over the ground. Without the aggregation of the soul fire, they have also lost their energy.

It seems that I am very lucky.

The Necromancer is also a type of low-level soldiers in the Scourge, but it is more advanced than the cannon fodder of the previous ones. In the monsters, these Necromancers can have some low-level magic, such as ice arrows or fireball techniques, arcane missiles, etc. Some may also have some dark magic such as curses, and can even pull skeletons and zombies from the cemetery. However, they are cunning by nature and hate living people. They often capture humans to conduct evil experiments. They are notorious throughout Azeroth 6.

It is obvious that the three skeletons in front of Locke have no control. No, it should be said that there was an order, but there was no necromancer or lich to control it. So I was very lucky that if the necromancer was there, I might have already met the Holy Light.

However, as a time traveler, Locke knows all this well. Through memory, he knows that this is the Tyrisfalinland. As long as he determines the general location, he knows where to go. Locke has been playing O8 years, and he doesn't talk about anything else. He knows the entire map of Azeroth, and even some corners. As a casual player, this is the most basic thing.

However, the most urgent thing is to leave this place and look for other humans. Due to race reasons, I can only stand on the side of humans. If it was in the previous few years, there might be the power of the alliance. If it was in the middle and late stages, there would be only the Blood Crusader. But no matter what era it is now, the Holy Light Cathedral in the Tirisfalinland must have humans, that is, the Blood Monastery in the later stages!

Do you want to go to the Bloody Monastery??

No matter what you do in the future, you have to leave here first.

Locke stood up and walked downstairs with difficulty, gently listening to the movements around him. The undead mage did not show up, and he didn't know where he was. Now he is not the 11O-level paladin in the game. He just has experience and experience. Any few lowest-level little skeletons can make him busy.

Thinking of this, Locke was also a little confused. His game character is a Paladin, and his body is also a Paladin. Is there any connection between the two? Or is there any other reason here?

So can you use holy light in this world? Heal? Kill the enemy?

"Bang!"

Locke, who was distracted, heard the sound and became alert. The sound was not made by himself. There was only one reason. A creature entered the room again! Could it be the necromancer? Alas, it was so disasters and difficulties tonight.

Lock raised his sword with both hands, his body pressed against the wall, staring at the entrance of the stairs, and made an attacking posture.

A figure soon appeared, which was a man wearing a black hooded hoodie.

Locke couldn't see clearly. The light here was not very sufficient, and it was mainly because the man was bent and the amplitude was relatively large. If he did this, he would be very uncomfortable. However, this person was very normal, as if he was born like this. He was thin and seemed to be deformed by congenital infertility. He held a silver dagger in his hand, and his whole body was covered in a black coat. If he had the intention to hide in the room, Locke felt that he would definitely not be able to see him. He was checking the blood on the ground, and sometimes he looked up and looked around, but he did not notice Locke who was motionless around the corner of the stairs.

"Who are you?" The sound was not loud, but in such an empty room, it was like a stone thrown into the calm water.

The man with a cap was obviously startled. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Locke, with the dagger in his hand blocking his chest. Locke could only see the dim yellow eyes from the cap and staring at him tightly.

The man in the clothes was relieved when he saw Locke. He put down the dagger in his hand and inserted it into the belt on the left side of his body, and said in a low and hoarse voice:

"If I were you, I would have left this place soon, human!"

"Human? Are you not human?" Locke sneered down the stairs, leaned his sword against the wall, and looked up and down at the mysterious man.

Lock noticed that the words he said were not familiar with or English, but he said them all, and he knew what it meant. Obviously, the language he spoke with this mysterious man was not any language he had heard on earth.

It should be a common language, right? Then can you know the elf language? Orc language? Some other language?

Locke was thinking randomly.

Unexpectedly, the man in the hood did not answer him, but just lowered his head to meditate. Obviously, this is also a person with a story.

"There's no time to talk nonsense, humans, either follow me or stay and wait for Deflyn to make you a puppet soldier that makes you a disaster."

The man in the clothes turned his head and walked out of the room, not paying attention to Locke.

Lock hesitated in the room. This guy might be a dead soul, but he didn't attack him. Could it be the Forgotten?

But I really shouldn't have spoken out just now. What if it was an enemy? Locke was secretly upset.

Speaking of the Forgotten, this story is relatively long. To put it simply, this is also a group of undead. However, under the leadership of the Banshee King Sylvanas, he broke away from the Scourge Legion and occupied the former royal city of mankind, Lordaeron, and claimed to be the Forgotten Legion. His biggest enemy was the Scourge Legion. They hated these culprits that did not allow them to rest after death. On the other hand, humans also regarded them as mortal enemies and believed that they had desecrated their relatives' bodies after death. So the contradiction originated like this. To be precise, Locke and him are still the enemy's relationship.

After gritting his teeth, Locke decided to go with him. On the one hand, he was injured, and on the other hand, he still had many questions and needed someone to answer them. At the same time, he was also curious about the Forgotten One who did not attack him.

You should know that the Forgotten people are not much different from the Scourge Corps in treating humans. Don’t accidentally touch his words. But there are also good people, well, good undead.

Locke picked up all three skeleton weapons and tried to take them away together. That night, Locke understood the importance of weapons.

Soon he tied up the three long swords with the undead's mail belt and resisted them on his shoulders.

The long sword has an adult with an arm longer and weighs about 15 pounds, but it is powerful and powerful. The three long swords together have about 21 kilograms, which is a slight meaning for Locke who has been training for a long time. As for those mails, they can't be taken. Besides, being passed by a skeleton rack, Locke's instinctive repulsion can only be thrown here.

After leaving the room, Locke looked up at the glass blue sky. There was only a big bright moon. It seemed that the Blue Child was lazy today, and only Ms. Bai was still sticking to her post. She also wanted to see Azeroth's two moons. When she was on Earth, it was said on the post that Ms. Bai was the great god Eluen, the patron saint of the night elves, and the most powerful true god on the planet Azeroth. However, after starting the legion, she learned that Eluen was an unawakened Titan.

"Goddess Eluen, please bless me and bless me to escape from this dangerous situation." Locke prayed silently in his heart. How could he say that this is also a Titan.

"Idiot! What are you going to do with these garbage that can be seen everywhere on your back? Are you escaping the famine? Just leave quickly if you don't throw it away." The mysterious man stood quietly in the backlight of the house, sarcastically sarcastically in a hoarse voice.

When he was interrupted to pray, Locke was also a little angry. Why is this garbage? Isn't this steel? Isn't iron tools a random thing to throw away at any time, let alone this kind of iron tools age. If I find a human city, I can still sell a few gold coins when I get a grocery store? Locke was a little angry, but he endured it.

This is not a place to stay for a long time, leaving quickly is the right thing to do.

Locke did not respond, but bent down, took off the sword on his shoulder, picked the best one in his hand, then nodded at him, signaling that he was ready.

"Wait a minute!", the mysterious man shouted.

The voice was low and hoarse, as if it was compressed from the chest cavity. To be honest, this sound was a terrifying sound.

The mysterious man took out a small bag from somewhere and threw it to Locke.

Locke looked at him for no reason.

"Spraying on your body to block the smell of blood on your body, now it is like a guiding light for you to those natural disasters and beasts!" The mysterious man said angrily.

Lock shrugged, he wouldn't want this if there was a solution.

After taking the bag, Locke looked up at the mysterious man again. He had to be careful. This guy might be a forgotten person. After hesitating for a long time, he still opened the bag and grabbed the powder inside and sprinkled it on his body.

Then an inexplicable scent filled Rock's nose.

"Now even the most keenest hound can't smell you." The mysterious man snatched the small bag and turned it in his hand, and the bag lost its trace.

Locke is very much like asking where the bag went.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, follow closely, there are many natural disasters here! If you get lost, then you can feed those brainless zombies here. I believe they must like a delicious meal like you." The mysterious man looked at Locke maliciously, said viciously, and then turned around and walked into the shadow of the house.

Lock held the sword in his hand tightly and followed him tightly, but he was cursing in his heart, "What awesome?" If I were still a level 11o Paladin, I would have been a judge for you."

The man in black was very familiar with the terrain here. This could be seen from the path he chose. There were collapsed houses everywhere on this ruin, human bones, skeletons of the dead, feces of beasts, and skeletons that he encountered from time to time. They were all predicted in advance by the man in black and avoided them. Locke could only follow him blindly, and he didn't know where he was. At the same time, Locke was also taught a lesson by reality.

It turns out! The game and the real world are very different. The two have been away for almost half an hour and have not yet left the town. Which town in the Warcraft is so big?

The natural disaster here set up a guard post, secret whistle, patrol post, and Locke even saw the Eye of Kilrog, the big green eyeballs floating in the ruins of this town. The level of defense is so strict... Locke secretly wonders if this thing appears himself...

Locke shivered. It’s really a game inertia that kills people! Locke has always regarded this as the world in the game before...

Locke put away his previous contempt and began to follow the mysterious man carefully.

Finally, after crossing a large abandoned granary under the supervision of the Scourge, the two of them arrived at the periphery of the town and stopped in front of the windmill at the outermost part of the town.

"Stop." The mysterious man's uncolored voice came from his garment, hoarse and deep.

"What's wrong?" Locke quickly cheered up, held the hilt of the sword with both hands and leaned forward in front of his right chest, his body leaned forward, his legs slightly bent, and made a blow gesture.

"No, let's relax, this is my observation point. The Scourge has never been here." The man in black stopped in front of the windmill, turned slowly, raised his head, and looked at Locke with yellow eyes in the black cloak.
Chapter completed!