Vereesa put away the Ashbringer, and the dark warehouse became even darker. Skeletons were scattered on the floor, and the ghost fire hovered for a while and then disappeared. The girl grabbed the remaining ghost fire, pinched it in the palm of her hand, and then chest

unfold it in front of you and witness it turn into tiny particles and disappear.

She chased a bone mage here, and after killing it, she released its soul. After absorbing the power of death, the divinity of death fed back to her the sad thoughts she felt many times, which was the pain of separation from her wife.

She has witnessed too many similar scenes during this period. Behind every vicious undead, there is a painful soul. In addition, she also met mothers who were looking for their children, and mothers who stayed in life and thought they were not dead.

When the children... were liberated, their thoughts were also felt by Vereesa.

Death was spread across the earth, killing the living, twisting souls, and turning goodwill into hatred. From her perspective, she would never approve of such a world.

'I hold this sword, and if I have the power, I will change this.' Vereesa has been thinking this all this time. The divinity in her body responded to her. The power of death she ate was used to strengthen herself. As her strength increased,

, the restraint against the undead is obvious.

"May the owner of this place rest in peace." After all the ghost fires disappeared, she prayed slowly for a while, then tied a cloth strip to the lamp stand on the pillar to express her thoughts, and left here.

.

She has cleared four or five undead strongholds. She found that after each cleanup, the undead would riot for a while. As long as she hid somewhere where the undead could not see them, the undead would calm down after a long time. This

One thing just confirmed her suspicion: another death was also greedy for her death.

Now was the time to move. She came out of the warehouse and ran into the deep forest. She called out, and her horse ran out of its hiding place and licked her palms affectionately. She comforted the horse for a while,

Turn over and go somewhere else.

Three days later, she moved from the north of the Plague Land to the north and south of the Great Lake. The undead were everywhere, but they still could not pose any threat to her.

"This is now called the Western Plaguelands. The northernmost part is the Hearthglen that Sir Fording mentioned. It is controlled by the Scarlet Crusade."

Vereesa thought that it was better not to approach them. If they were regarded as enemies and wielded a sword against her, she might not be able to kill those humans.

The girl rode on horseback and walked onto the main road from the low field ridge to reach the field on the other side. After walking for a while, she would reach the edge of the Raging River. As the boundary approached the southern edge of the Plague Land, the number of undead became obviously scarce.

. Then go west through the mountain road. There are no more undead on the road. This may be a safe shelter. When she planned this, she felt something was wrong.

Vereesa took out the Ashbringer and looked at the hills on both sides warily. Something might rush out soon.

"What monster? Come out!" In an area with many undead, she might have ignored the living creatures, but after the undead became sparse, she immediately felt that someone was following her.

As soon as he finished barking, a bear wearing a skirt ran out of the ravine. It panted and ran past Vereesa's horse.

"!?" Vereesa didn't think about it. Before she could wait ten seconds, more than a dozen skeleton monsters chased her out. When she passed by Vereesa's horse, she waved her weapon, and the flames condensed by her divine power immediately engulfed these skeletons.

All purified. Vereesa turned to look behind her somewhat speechlessly.

"What kind of animal are you!?"

A bear's head poked its head out from the grass, looking at Vereesa with its mouth wide open in fear.

"I am Mugres Deepwater." The bear spoke, twisting his butt, and the spell effect faded from his body, so a bear in a skirt turned into a cow in a skirt: "I didn't want to follow you, a few days ago

I saw your fight...so I followed you secretly. No, I have never been interested in you. But I think we have the same purpose. Should we act together?"

The tauren said while swinging his big head.

Vereesa politely listened to the tauren introducing herself. It is a druid of the Cenarion Circle. The purpose of its activities here is to find a way to purify the earth. The idea is good, but Vereesa cannot accept it because if she follows her, it will

There is danger.

"Sorry, I refuse." Vereesa said.

"Why?"

"There is no reason." Vereesa said and rode away, leaving the tauren behind. But she was very happy in her heart. Besides her, there were others who were also trying to change the world.

After this small episode, Vereesa spent another two days successfully bypassing the undead riot circle and entering the west side of the Great Lake. The place where she is now is the most prosperous commercial city in Lordaeron.

, Anhador. There is a powerful undead inside, and its power of death is as bright as a candle in the divine induction.

Vereesa rode up the ramp outside the city. She stared at the various undead monsters inside. Without any hesitation, she drew out the Ashbringer and rushed in.

The girl used all her strength from the beginning. Not only did the divine fire appear on the sword, but her right hand holding the sword to her shoulder was glowing with flames. Even the horse under her crotch was dyed with a circle of aura.

She rushed to the edge of the city, ignoring the skeletons wandering around the periphery, and rushed away from them, running into the ruins of the city. As long as the flame on her sword was wielded by her, sparks would inevitably fly everywhere, and the undead would be purified immediately if they touched it.

There will never be an enemy ahead, and the road for her to ride will always be clear.

In front of the well in the street, there was an abomination blocking the road. Under the divine perception, it was not the powerful undead. Vereesa lifted the Ashbringer and slashed forward at will. A distance of seven or eight meters, a pale

The hatred was immediately surrounded by flames and burned to ashes. The soul trapped in this body was also at peace, but the undead of this level did not have the power of death.

But as the distance got closer, Vereesa accurately 'saw' the powerful undead. She pulled the reins with one hand, and the horse spiritually turned in the direction she 'saw'.

It was another lich. Vereesa only traveled a few dozen meters, and after cutting through a bunch of undead that blocked her way, she faced the target this time. Seeing the soul fire in its eyes, Vereesa clearly felt it.

It was afraid. The enemies in the battle would not have any verbal communication. She raised the Ashbringer,

The horse ran out of the afterimage as if it had been helped by a god. In an instant, all the spells cast by the lich were thrown behind it, and ice rings exploded on the ground, but the horse jumped up to avoid the magic. With its back to the sun, Wen

Lessa and her mount cast large shadows on the ground, and the Ashbringer slashed down like a guillotine.

The horse hit the ground with all four hooves, kicking up high dust. There was a sound of torn leather, half of the lich's body was chopped off, and two orchid flames suddenly ignited at the fracture. In the blink of an eye,

Then the lich's body was burned to pieces.

‘Summoner Araki’ Vereesa knew its name, the power of death in it was absorbed, and the divinity of death grew again. The burning holy flames on her right shoulder simultaneously grew an inch higher and reached the position of her neck.

'Angry and unwilling?' Vereesa accepted the feedback emotion. Although this guy was a villain, his soul was also tortured and controlled by his master into a puppet tool.

"Please take me away." Vereesa heard Araki's voice, which came from the ashes on the ground. She bent down, and the Ashbringer knocked on the ground, and a wooden box jumped out, and she caught it with her other hand.

The horse immediately started to pace and ran towards the outside of the city.

At this time, the undead rioted. All the undead in the city turned their heads and looked in the direction of Vereesa. The soul fire in their eyes was like a raging flame. Their mouths opened and they screamed in resonance. They took steps to chase after her.

Vereesa followed in pursuit, but their speed could never catch up with Vereesa.

Come quickly, go quickly, come back quickly, the girl's heart is calm, and soon the undead will calm down because they have lost their traces. If all this is controlled by the master behind them, then it is not a big deal, Wen

Lesa still remembers what happened before.

"Elf girl, go this way."

Vereesa saw a cat with horns on its head squatting on the side of the road, carrying a bundle on its back.

"Come with me quickly, I know a secret passage to avoid the undead."

The girl didn't think much and just started galloping behind the cat. They rushed into the mountains next to the city and entered the intricate ditches and tunnels inside. They wandered around for several hours and came to a pit before stopping.

"I dug this hole myself." The cat raised a paw on his beard, enlarging into a big bear. It dug on the ground several times and yelled: "Turn around, Elf."

Girl, I want to get dressed."

Vereesa turned around after hearing this. After a while, she heard the tauren say I'm fine, and then she turned back. Sure enough, it was the tauren wearing a skirt she had seen.

"Beautiful elf girl, I saw your battle, but you alone cannot kill all the undead in the Plague Land."

When Vereesa heard the persuasion, her eyes wandered, but she shook her head firmly. The difficult things in the world must be done by someone. Even if it is a small change, as long as it is a change towards an order like goodness, she will do it.

Do.

"Don't listen to him, Master, you can defeat the undead army alone."

"Who's talking?" The tauren turned his head naively, and finally hit Vereesa's waist, where a wooden box was inserted into his belt.

"This is a lich's phylactery. You brought it out too."

Vereesa took off the wooden box from her waist and held it in her hand. It spoke: "The master of the undead, in order to control us, he dispersed his power into the souls of his subordinates. Master, your power can swallow that power. Swallow it."

A little, the master of the undead will lose a little strength, and when you defeat all the minions, you can defeat the master of the Scourge."

Summoner Araki is a spellcaster who adapts to the changing circumstances, and his words cannot be taken at all. The recent battle only purified 1.4 years from its body, and its true soul is hidden in this phylactery.
Chapter completed!