Loria's tracking skills are only slightly better than singing, she doesn't know where Alfonso and Spreg are going, but they have to hide from the undead, and they can't be too fast, and as long as they are humans, they can't move an inch in the night of the Eastern Plague, and she is confident that she can catch them.

She began to wander around the village, hoping to find some traces of human activity, and she couldn't estimate the true strength of the other party at the moment...... But she wasn't worried, she should have taught those two guys what the art of sneak attack was, so that they could know what a foolish decision it was to provoke the assassin in the night.

There is a mysterious thing in the world called luck, also known as character or face, in short, Miss Loria was lucky, and it didn't take long to find the traces left by the two - a ghoul who had been cut but died of divine magic, and it seemed that she didn't have to think about who to seek revenge, Alfonso and Spreg were in a gang.

By comparing the location of the ghoul corpses to the village, Loria knew where they were heading - due north, where Stratholme was.

Loria immediately headed north, and along the way she bypassed a group of scavengers, a few mutated demon hounds, and four or five ghouls, and at dawn, she saw a small corpse of the undead, the high-level zombies that had once made her quite helpless, but now they had been killed by punishment.

What exactly are their purposes?

Loria frowned and thought, since they had the strength to destroy zombies in the first place and deliberately hid it, it seemed that their conspiracy had already been formed...... It was almost dawn, and she had to find a place to rest, as the remains of the zombies would attract swarms of scavengers, and Loria shifted slightly to the west. Looking for a place where you can hide yourself.

But in the Eastern Plaguelands, such a place was hard to find, and it was only in the third hour of the rising sun that Loria found a dead tree with a trunk covered with bright green mushrooms. Just looking at it is very dangerous - it is a good place to rest, although the dead tree cannot hide Loria's body, but climbing the tree will buy her some time to react, and the mushrooms stained with the plague will drive away the scavengers and hellhounds, which is a fairly safe place.

As for the plague of the undead. Loria is now so sure that she is immune to them, and perhaps one day the vampires immune to the plague will become a powerful force against the scourge.

Who knows what will happen in the future?

Loria tilted her head, looked at those disgusting green mushrooms and mentally prepared for a while, and finally reached out to pick one, after hesitating for a long time. I took a small bite - the plague mushroom tasted unexpectedly good, fishy sweet, much like the smell of blood.

As long as it was delicious, it would be fine, and Loria plucked another one from the tree, one bite on the left and one bite on the right, and ate all the two mushrooms.

With a little more strength, she plucked four or five more plague mushrooms and carried them into her arms, misting them towards the sturdy-looking part of the trunk. When she reached the tree, she leaned back against the thick trunk behind her, squinted her eyes and nibbled on mushrooms.

Although vampires are immune to poison and disease. However, there is no resistance to the hallucinogenic components often contained in mushrooms, and it is very dangerous to eat mushrooms casually - fortunately, the plague mushrooms are already full of undead plague, and there are no other strange ingredients, and Loria, who has eaten a lot of mushrooms, does not have strange hallucinations or inexplicable mating urges.

After eating the mushrooms, she took off her little leather shoes. Tearing off her torn stockings and tossing them under the tree, she looked at her toes. Move your toes, and put on your little leather shoes again with bare feet. Gently shaking his legs, he leaned against the trunk of the tree and gradually fell asleep.

The undead did not pass by her neighborhood, but the scavengers and demon hounds that spotted her ducked far away, not daring to approach the dead tree infested with plague mushrooms.

……

Night

The Necropolis Naxxramas, the necropolis of Kel'thugad, hovered above the ruins of Stratholme, and Loria, who had eaten and slept enough, saw it from afar, and she became more and more cautious, carefully avoiding any undead, and slowly moved forward.

It was obviously very close to the lair of the undead, but it was difficult to meet the wandering undead, and after walking for a long time, Loria only saw a few abominations emitting a disgusting green mist, and they were dumbfounded under the huge mushrooms that were more than ten meters high...... Cheng dù, near Stratholme, was very strict about the plague, and the trees were directly converted into plague mushrooms, and she remembered Mills telling her that there was once an old forest to the west of Stratholme, but now it was called the 'Mushroom Forest'.

Mills also told her that Abomination was very fond of the smell of plague mushrooms, and that these giant stitched undead had no sight, but were able to lock on to enemies with their keen sense of smell...... Someone once had plague mushrooms covered in his body to avoid the abomination, and he did manage to avoid the abomination, only to become an undead with mushrooms covered in his body.

Regardless of whether the paladin from Alterac was true or not, Loria didn't intend to provoke the hatred, she didn't have a mining bomb with her, and she was no match for these stitched undead at all.

Moreover, these huge monsters also have speed that is not commensurate with their size, and it is extremely difficult to get rid of once they are provoked.

Loria bypassed the abomination that circled the giant plague mushroom and continued in the direction of Stratholme, and after about half an hour, she finally saw two familiar humans.

Nearby was either a source of plague contamination or a colony of the undead, and Alfonso and Spreg had to camp in the open...... Loria saw Spreg lying unconscious on the floor, while Alfonso sat cross-legged with his sword on his lap, watching around alertly.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see Loria, but Loria could see him.

It was the weapon that pierced Adelina's throat, and Loria could even see the blood on the sword...... She was immediately puzzled, remembering that when she had seen Alfonso in his hut on Lake Lordamere, he seemed to be very fond of his weapons, and he was always listening to wipe them, how could he allow blood to erode his sword?

Wanting to get closer to observe, and fearing that she would alarm Alfonso, she cast her mind on him—but Loria failed, forgetting the spell as if she had never mastered it.

After a moment of doubt, she stopped thinking about it, anyway, she never cared for the abilities given by others, and she thought about it with her index finger in her mouth, and then planned how to clean up these two bastards.

Of course, Miss Loria doesn't rush straight up to fight, she is better at hiding in dark corners and pranking her.

The two of them exposed in the wilderness did not look like the mages hiding in the mage's tower, and this place happened to have abundant resources for Miss Loria to display her talents