Locke glanced at Kuleman on the ground, turned his head, and looked at the man in front of him named Jennifer. The people of the Agamande, oh, not to the ghosts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Locke put down the long sword and pestle on the ground, put his body in his hands, and pressed heavily on the long sword, which had already stabbed more than a foot into the ground.

"Say it Jennifer, what's the matter with you, if you want to keep fighting" Locke took a deep breath and pulled his sword out of the dirt with one hand, pointing at the ghost named Jennifer from afar; "I wouldn't mind sending you into boundless darkness again."

"You're mistaken, Warrior, I'm here to ask you to do me a favor." Jennifer the ghost shook her head with her hands in her hands.

"Speak up if you have something to say!" Locke looked at her with fierce eyes.

"As I said, I'm from the Agamande, behind my back," Jennifer said, gesturing to the manor, "this cemetery is home to all of our Agamande ancestors, who should have been in eternal peace, but now it's under the control of the Scourge Legion, who killed me and all the members of my family in my lifetime, and will not spare us after death." ”

Jennifer's transparent hand wiped the tears from her eyes.

"They dug up the bones of our graves to make them into skeleton warriors, and the family members who died not long ago were reawakened and became their minions."

Jennifer waved her arms angrily.

"An evil necromancer also collects our soon-to-be-scattered souls, turning us into banshees and ghosts, and spends our days wandering around the cemetery, mutilating humans and beasts who strayed here."

Jennifer put her hand on her face and wept again.

"Warrior, I want to pray for one thing, you can see that you are a noble paladin, you must have great power, you can free the slaved souls of our Agamander family, as long as you can help our family, in return I will tell you the treasure of our Agamander family."

Jennifer thought for a moment, then said with a proud expression.

"We Agamande used to be one of the richest families in the entire Tirisfard Glade. Before the Catastrophe, we controlled all the lumberyards in the Tirisfard Woodlands, two-thirds of the farmland, a large amount of fishing and land and sea trade, the entire Mill Town was our family's domain, and we also controlled 90% of Brill and some of the shops in Lordaeron, so to speak, there was nothing we didn't have.

Then Jennifer's expression changed to sadness.

"When the natural disaster came, I was in the family council room, discussing with the patriarch of the family about the tax of the territory next month, oh, I forgot to tell you, I am the treasurer of our family, and I am responsible for the financial affairs of the entire territory. When the natural disaster broke through our fortified manor, I swooped into a chamber in a moment. ”

Thinking of this, Jennifer shook her head and continued.

"But it didn't work, the undead found me, they dragged me out of the chamber, brutally killed me, and that's it, until I was awakened and turned into a banshee."

"Warrior, once again, I hope that you will help me and my family so that their souls will no longer be enslaved by the Scourge Legion, so that their dead bodies can sleep in peace."

Jennifer's ghost body gradually faded a little.

"My time is running out, warrior, our family's treasure is hidden in the secret passage under the council chamber, and it must be entered through the secret room, which is also filled with all kinds of gold coins and gems, but that is only a trick, the real treasures are in the secret passage, and there are several magic weapons and armor that have been enchanted by the mage."

"On the wall of the chamber there are five windows on one side and only four on the other, and on the wall with four windows, there is a torch between the third and the fourth, turn two times to the right and the chamber will open. Upon entering, there are four unburned oil lamps on the walls of the chamber, and with the addition of oil to light them, the entrance to the secret passage will open.

Jennifer's body is getting lighter and lighter, and if a gust of wind blows, Locke even feels like it will be blown away.

At this moment, Jennifer was looking anxiously at Locke, hoping to hear his own assurance.

He looked at Jennifer, the anxious ghost in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the dogmas that his father had taught him, which constantly reminded him to accept the task, for fear that he would refuse.

Yes, isn't it my duty to eradicate evil? Isn't being kind to the weak is Jennifer in front of you? And helpful.

Taking a deep breath, Locke lowered his body and looked at Jennifer as he spoke.

"I promise you, ma'am, that the Light will protect you."

Jennifer breathed a sigh of relief, her anxious expression relaxed, and she looked at Locke with a smile, gradually turning into stars and dissipating between heaven and earth.

Alas, a poor ghost, Locke sighed.

However, the treasure of the Agamande family, this can be expected.

"Hey! Wake up, friend! It's time for us to go. The undead Culleman was still lying unconscious on the ground, and Locke crouched down and pushed with his hand.

However, the undead Kuleman did not wake up.

Locke didn't say a word, and directly popped out a ball of holy light with his finger and shot it at Kuleman.

This is a new skill that Kuleman studied for a long time last night, not that other paladins won't, Locke probably will, but using it like this may seem disrespectful to the Holy Light, but Locke doesn't have this kind of awareness. This small glass ball-like ball of holy light can be used as a hidden weapon to deal damage and heal injuries, but the damage and healing effect caused by too little amount are not very large.

Sure enough, the undead Kuleman jumped up in an instant.

"What about the banshees? What about the banshees? Locke? Did you purify it? Kuleman looked around.

"I've purified it, how is it, how is your body now? Can you keep fighting? Locke looked at the cemetery over there and wondered.

"There's no problem, I just didn't check it for a while, and I won't do it next time." Kuleman waved his hand repeatedly.

"Bring your dagger."

Locke didn't talk nonsense, and went directly to the few daggers that Kuleman carried with him, and when his hand brushed the surface of the daggers, the holy light seeped into it, emitting a faint light.

"Take it, deal with the undead like this, and your dagger will be useful again."

Kuleman carefully took the dagger, a few transformations, the dagger lost its trace, and Locke didn't want to ask much about this, after all, the ability of each capable person is different, if it wasn't too good, no one would say it.

The two walked along the cemetery's Iron Shan towards the gate, Locke originally planned to jump directly, but Kuleman stopped him, and said conclusively, if you jump over, you will regret it. Since Kuleman has said so, let's do it myself.

After walking for a few minutes, killing several more zombies on the way, the two came to the gate of the cemetery, and saw a ghost hovering at the door from a distance.

The two of them lay in the grass and observed for a long time. Dressed in a long-sleeved plaid shirt, a pair of blue trousers with a large suspen, and a yellow straw hat on his head, the ghost was wandering through the doorway, holding a shovel and making occasional digging movements.

"His name is Blake. Ben, he is the caretaker of the Agamande family cemetery, but he didn't expect that he is still here at his post, which is really loyal. ”

The expression of the undead was not sarcastic or praised.

"Let's go, let's go over now, I hope he won't want to do it."

Locke looked at Blake and spat out a stalk of grass in his mouth.

Kuleman vanished in an instant, and a voice came, "Don't worry, Locke, I'm around you." “

Locke nodded, then strode out with his head up.

Pushing aside the grass, after not taking a few steps, Black spotted Locke and rushed towards Locke.

"Stop! This is private territory, this is the property of the Agamande family, and no one is allowed to enter it without permission. Blake threatened with the shovel in his hand.

In line with the principle of not doing it if you can, Locke decided to fight the mouth cannon.

"Hey, friend, don't be nervous, I'm employed with the Agamande family, I'm here to deal with some issues."

"You're lying! The people of House Agamande are long dead! Say it! What the hell are you doing? Blake retorted.

"Well, actually, I'm here for some questions about the Agamande family cemetery." Locke said truthfully.

"Good! You corpse thief! Finally I got it! Last week, several graves were opened and bodies stolen, for which Mr. Nevern fined me several months' wages. You're going to pay for it! ”

This thing seems to be crazy, and he doesn't even know that he is dead, Locke secretly complains.

Black, who had been vigilant, suddenly turned red and became taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, brandishing a shovel and rushing towards Locke.

This! Is this berserk? How loyal you must be to your work!

However, this is no different from the fury in the game.

Locke hurriedly raised the long sword in his hand to block it in front of his chest, and with his other hand, a ball of holy light popped out of the air.

The ball of holy light hit the ghost Blake, sending out a light smoke, and Blake became more manic, and the speed of cooking increased again.

It seemed that the dose of the Holy Light was too small, and the damage was not much, and it angered him.

"Dang!" The sound of steel and iron clashing came from the part of the shovel slashing through the sword, and the sound was piercing and loud.

Locke's mouth was numb, and he almost didn't block it. I'm going, this ghost is so powerful? It's, it's incredible.

He hurriedly supported the long sword with his other hand, the pressure suddenly decreased, and slowly he pushed the shovel over, and on Blake's transparent face opposite, the white eyes stared at Locke, and his face was hideous.

At this moment, two daggers with a glimmer of light stabbed into Blake's back, and again and again, the figure of the undead thief Kuleman appeared behind Blake, and the timing was just right.

Blake screamed, removed his shovel, and turned to grab the thief behind him, but the thief ran to the side. Locke in front of him slashed down, and in a hurry, Blake quickly turned around and raised his shovel again to meet Locke's long sword.

Locke didn't spare any strength this time, and the long sword slashed hard at the shovel.

It's a pure duel of powers.

While! There was another crash of steel, only this time the ghost Blake was overpowered.

Even the berserk Black's own strength can't compare to Locke's strengthened body.

Blake, who was crushed to the ground, rolled his body and tried to continue the fight.

Locke suppressed him so hard that he couldn't get up.

Kuleman, who was on the side, took the opportunity to stab Blake hard, and soon Blake stopped moving.

Some shiny white crystals emerged from Blake's body and disappeared into the air, while Blake kept shrinking, leaving only some white dust on the ground after a while, and some energy merged into Locke's body, but he couldn't see anything.

Locke looked at the scene in front of him and secretly ran away.

The study of the soul has always been underway.

Whether it is in the past, or on this planet, they have always been very mysterious things, and the soul of this world obviously has a unique power, these things cannot even be explained by the mages of Dalaran, just like these in front of them, who can explain it clearly?