Enraged, the Revenant attacks Locke. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For those of them who died of the plague, they thought that it would all end after death, but they did not expect that the real suffering had just begun.

Psychics in the Scourge will reunite their souls that have left their bodies, use spells to thrust souls into their dead bodies, and then keep them alive. Use this forbidden magic, study all kinds of spiritism, and develop various war machines.

When the souls of these poor people can no longer bear it, and their souls become fragmented, the psychic will discard their broken souls and leave them to fend for themselves in the wilderness.

This is what most people see wandering ghosts in the wilderness. They don't actually have much sanity to speak of, and their memories of the past are fragmented, and more of them are memories that allow them to remember for a lifetime and the grief before they died.

"Liar! Executioner! The undead angrily threw a fist at Locke, the transparent fist slamming against the shield.

A stream of holy light energy emanated from the inner canopy of the judgment suit that Locke was wearing, and the dazzling holy light corroded the unsuspecting revenants in front of him like a strong acid.

The ghost fell to the ground with a wail, reduced to a pile of dust.

Locke looked at the dust on the ground, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

The area around the barn was overgrown with artemisia grass because it had been untended for a long time, and Locke had to patiently look for a shield in the haystack.

After going around several barns in a row and not finding Joseph's shield, Locke couldn't help but be a little anxious, and he regretted it a little.

I knew that I should have found someone to come with me in the first place, not to mention looking for something, so that at least I could be a companion.

Locke grumbled inwardly as he lifted a collapsed barn plank. A few piles of white scavengers under the planks made this place their home, and Locke's actions caused them to wriggle in panic and burrow into the grass on either side.

"Alas, again!"

Locke sighed, ready to get out of here.

Suddenly he stopped, and he seemed to feel as if he had found a mark of Lordaeron in his eye sockets!

Locke hurriedly turned his head and looked carefully at the ground, but there were too many weeds to see. Locke poked his one-handed sword into the dirt beneath the plank.

"Woo, Woo, Woo!" The one-handed sword seems to have poked something hard!

Locke was overjoyed, and disposed of the sparse artemisia grass that covered it, and a capital 'L' appeared in front of Locke completely!

This is the front of a shield, and what Locke has just seen is the horizontal side of the L, which is not covered with dead grass.

Locke hurriedly turned the shield out with his one-handed sword, and after simply washing it with water, Locke took the shield in his hand.

This shield is a standard shield of the kingdom of Lordaeron, and the mottled sword slash marks abound on the plate armor covered by the shield.

Suddenly, Locke felt a chill invade his body from the shield, and a whisper began to appear in his ears.

"Demons! You killed my family! The Light will judge you!! ”

"I'll keep watching you! I'll curse you all the time! ”

"Monster! Your death is not far off! ”

These noisy sounds suddenly appeared in Locke's ears, and Locke hurriedly put the shield in his hand into Chromie's prepared backpack.

Sure enough, the whispers were gone.

"Another thing cursed by the souls," Locke recalled, as if the few things that Chromie had let himself hold were cursed by the souls, could it be that it was because of the curses of the souls that there were more human souls on it to reproduce that history?

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

Behind Locke came the sound of a dragon flapping its wings, and Chromie arrived.

"You came on time, I just found you and showed up!" Locke turned to look at her with some sarcasm.

"Then it must be, who made me a bronze dragon?" Chromie said a little smugly in the air, but she immediately became a little serious, "Hurry up, we should go, I have seen that the psychic of the Scourge Legion is about to come." ”

"They're coming at me!"

Locke said no more, and let Chromie hoist himself and fly into the air.

As the distance grew, Locke saw the robed psychic on the ground standing there watching them leave.

The Psychic, the middle force of the Scourge Legion, is made up of fallen human mages and priests. They do all sorts of horrific things under the dark magic bestowed upon them by the Lich King.

The apothecary of the Forsaken is born out of these psychic, they all have the same business, they are all puppet undead who develop plagues to create for battle, and for humans, they are all sinners who deserve death!

"Sooner or later, I will uproot your hometown Psychic Academy!" Locke looked at the island in the middle of Lake Daron Mill and said hatefully.

"Yes, Locke, but not now."

Chromie interjected, then fell silent, as if she felt she was talking too much.

Now all that's left is David's holy deed, and it's easy to do! The Covenant was in the library in Hearthvale, and Tyran wrote a note to himself asking him to take the Covenant with him.

In order not to be too conspicuous, Chromie flew to the outermost line of defense in Hearthvale without entering, and she dropped Locke down and let him go in and get the deed himself.

"Why don't you go in with you?" Locke asked Chromie, "Won't we be able to buy a lot of time that way?" You see! It's getting dark now! ”

For most of the day, Locke, under the leadership of Chromie, basically leaped over the entire Eastern Lordaren! It's been a busy afternoon, and it's getting dark.

"No, I contacted you because it was necessary, and so did Rhine, but the others are different!" Chromie retorted, "My existence is beyond this historical space, I can't leave too many traces of myself here, otherwise the history here will change because of me!" ”

"That's an explanation...."Locke disagreed, but he didn't want to say anything anymore, Chromie might have something to hide.

"Oh well! I'll be back soon! Locke was also out of ink, and he walked straight to the line of defense laid down by the Crusaders in front of him.

At the entrance to the Valley of the Hearth, the Crusaders used sharpened wooden stakes to stick into the ground, creating several lines of defense against the wandering undead.

Behind the defensive line, the soldiers were waiting to observe the outside of the defensive line.

A young soldier was observing the movement in the woodland from the watchtower, when suddenly he noticed a strange thing, an officer walked back from the outside alone!

Surprised, he reported the news to the Supreme Commander of the line below.

Captain Curral was the commander of this line of defense, and as an old soldier from the Kingdom period, he joined the Crusaders simply because he had no choice.

He wasn't very fond of the paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand. In his opinion, there was no need for the kingdom to form a new army outside the military system, not to mention that this army was still a church army, and it did not belong to the kingdom entirely!

When he heard that the Knights of the Silver Hand had been disbanded by the Prince of Arthas, he was overjoyed for a while. However, when the hordes of undead tore through the defenses of their soldiers, he realized that courage and strength alone could not stop the witchcraft-wielding Scourge mages.

Although he disliked the Paladins and the Crusaders, he had to join the Crusaders because the Crusaders were now the only ones who could save the kingdom of Lordaeron.

"Sir! Outside, an officer of our crusaders! He came alone! The soldiers outside can't make up their minds and beg you to go out and have a look! A sergeant walked into the command tent of the line and reported to him.

Captain Curral dropped the parchment in his hand, and he rubbed his temples with his eyes closed. "Didn't you ask him which legion he belonged to?"

"Asked, he said he was the deputy commander of our crusaders! Rock Harvey! The soldiers had not seen him and did not know him! The sergeant said with some confusion, "Besides, didn't the high-ranking officers of our crusaders just leave the day before yesterday?" Why did he come back? Or alone!? ”

"Deputy Commander Harvey?!" Captain Curral glanced at the sergeant, he frowned and thought for a while and asked, "Does it look like you're only in your twenties?" Very young? Around 7.5 feet? Wearing a different set of armor than the other commanders? ”

"Hmm! It seems like yes! The sergeant nodded and added, "He didn't ride a horse, he came on foot!" All he said was that he was going to Hearthvale. ”

"Alas, this young paladin commander, I don't know what I'm thinking?!" Captain Curral left his desk, and he took off the Crusader's robe from the hanger next to him, and took off the old kingdom soldier's robe and replaced it with the Crusader's.

"At this time, he broke away from the large army and came alone. He didn't know how dangerous it was? Or is it because he is young, he has a certain amount of strength and occupies a high position, and he is empty-eyed? ”

The sergeant did not speak, and she listened quietly to Captain Curral's grumbling.

"Let's go! Sergeant Nina. Captain Curral gathered himself up, turned to the sergeant who was reporting the news, and said, "Let's go and see what this young commander is here for!" ”

Locke was kept out of the line, and the Crusader soldiers inside the line were watching him vigilantly, fearing that he would become a puppet under the control of the Scourge psychic in the next moment.

However, he admired the work ethic of these soldiers, as it should be in such a dangerous area, and not everyone could easily enter the core area. Otherwise, something goes wrong and the loss will be very serious.

Locke saw that in the front line of defense, a recruit who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old was holding his weapon, his body trembled nervously, and even then he looked at himself vigilantly, he smiled and said calmly.

"You've done a good job! Recruit! It's right to be vigilant in such a dangerous place! ”