Walking down the hillside, rotting weeds and poisonous mushrooms were everywhere, and there was a faint roar of animals tormented by the plague.

What happened on this land? Winnesa used her eyes to gaze at these realities that she could not imagine. Everyone else became silent, noticeably heavier. The girl could feel a little sadness and anger, but more still, numbness, and she didn't dare to imagine what this group of people had experienced.

'What really happened was more brutal than I could have imagined' Winetha and her teammates remained equally silent, she had a lot to ask, but she didn't know how to speak, afraid of accidentally revealing her companion's wounds.

In the morning, with the help of Uncle Dwarf, she successfully joined the team, but the other teammates didn't seem to trust her, whether they trusted her abilities or her loyalty to her teammates.

They set out before noon, leaving the abandoned Elven Shelter Canyon and walking along the foothills, avoiding the wandering undead on what they called the fortress of Naxxramas.

"We've already scouted before, we'll enter through the sewers at their bottom, and we'll go find the boy's father," the dwarf said cheerfully to Winresa.

Winetha was also willing to talk to the dwarves: "The Naxxramas you are talking about is a floating fortress, how are we going to fly up it?" ”

"It's up to my mage, hey, explain it to the little girl."

Then Wen Lisha heard the mage cough first, saying that he would use the levitation technique to take them up, as if he were a mage of the School of Change.

"Other than that, I don't know what's going on in the fortress? So it's really nice to have a ranger who can sneak. The mage said in praise.

"Yes, I hope we all come back alive," Darien Mograini continued.

Wen Leisha looked at him, and the dead air surrounding him was much thicker, not only that, but the other teammates were also contaminated with some dead air, which was not there in the morning.

Those black, if there is no breath, I don't know why, she just knows that these are dead breath, representing the possibility of death, since she got married, she has awakened the inspiration that she can't even touch.

She was very upset to see her teammates all dead, but she couldn't tell anything from their faces.

"I say, Uncle Dwarf, this expedition is really life and death, so what prompted you to take the risk!" Wen Leisa finally asked.

The dwarf walked beside Wen Leisha, the top of his head was only at the height of Wen Leisha's shoulders, and when he heard the girl's words, he did not answer directly, but took out a handkerchief, looked at it, and then put it back on his chest

"There will be something more important than life in the world. My daughter died in the Scourge of the Dead. The only thing I wanted to do was get revenge, but then I found out I couldn't get it back. I'm afraid that one day I will die in the battle with the undead, so I thought, I will die anyway, why don't I do something before I die, I can really save the Ash Bringer, worthy of my dead daughter. ”

The rest of the team-mates weren't talkative, except for Darien Modleini who said something about herself, mostly the same things that Winresa had heard yesterday, but also knew who they were trying to save.

Alessandro Mograini, Winetha had an impression of the name, was one of the first few paladins in the human kingdom of Lordaeron. In this world, after the collapse of the state, he served as the leader of the resistance, but was betrayed and taken to Naxxramas.

Winresa didn't know what arguments Darien had to support the conclusion that his father wasn't dead, hoping to survive, and was a little worried about the danger he might encounter.

The team was even heavier because of her problem.

"I'm sorry for asking the wrong question," Wen Lisha was very dissatisfied with herself.

"Little girl, don't think too much, everyone has their own misfortunes, but we are all willing to wish others happiness, don't think too much" The dwarf smiled and comforted Wen Leisa.

"Huh? What is that? Wait, I saw a good thing. ”

The dwarf then took his short legs and ran to the side of the cliff.

Winetha and the rest of her teammates stopped to watch what the dwarf was going to do, and in a moment he disappeared into a dead grass

"Miss Elf," the mage said to the girl suddenly.

"Huh?"

"I think the dwarf may have thought of his daughter when he saw you, and his mood was obviously much happier than before, so you don't need to blame yourself for what you just said."

"Thank you."

Wen Leisa didn't know how to respond more, so she had to smile. The big guy waited for a while, and the dwarf came running back on his short legs, with a head and beard as messy as a bird's nest, and he had a black flower in his hand, and he was smiling.

"Here you go, little girl, you invited me to drink, and I will give you a black lotus, which is the only flower that can still bloom in the plague land at the moment," said the dwarf with a smile.

"Thank you," Wen Leisha took it with the same joy, inserting it into the gap between the badges on the chest of her armor.

"This is a rare alchemy material!" The mage grinned enviously from the sidelines.

"This is from Uncle Dwarf, but I can't give it to you," Wen Lesa said.

Everyone smiled and continued on their way.

From their mouths, Winetha learns that Naxxramas is still at least three days away from his current location, provided that he does not encounter a large group of undead, but the closer he gets there, the greater the chance of encountering high-level undead, who usually have a large number of undead subordinates.

The spirit of the group became more and more tense. Undésa takes on the role of a forward-garde, scouting ahead and guiding the team out of danger. She is fully skilled in scouting skills when she is a traveler, and can distinguish some magical disguises. Now, under her inspiration, some hidden things cannot be hidden.

The undead, the ghosts, hidden in the shadows, wanted to attack the living creatures by surprise when they passed by, but they were silently released by Winresa. The spell damage enchanted on her twin swords was enough to turn both visible and invisible undead to ashes.

The team approached close enough to see Naxxramas without any danger, and the teammates had some trust in Wenresa.

"We'll rest here for the night, and then, at noon, when the sun is at its strongest, fly up"

Hiding in an abandoned cellar, everyone listened to the mage's plan.

"I'm casting invisibility spells on everyone, and then we won't be able to see anyone else through our eyes, so before that, we're all going to use ropes to connect them."

“......”

"Also, we don't know what's going on inside Naxxramas, and I hope you'll all listen to my advice when the time comes. After all, Kel'thugad and I are both spellcasters. ”

“......”

Wen Lesa looked at the mage, at the dwarf, and at the qi of his companions, and the death aura on everyone's body was very thick, as if they had been swallowed by the black mist.

'Just like Naxxramas is a tomb for them, the closer you get, the closer you are, the closer you are, why do I have such thoughts?'

'All the people have to live.'