Standing in front of the deceased again, it only took five or six minutes, he was squatting on the side of the road in distress, and as soon as he saw Lu Li, he immediately floated over. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lu Li handed Sal's order to him, and then stood by and waited for the other party to read the letter.

If this task was just that simple, he would not have been able to come all the way to do it, and as for the badge of lost justice, it was a complete accident, and Lu Li's purpose was otherwise.

Just thinking about things, Lu Li suddenly heard a whimper, and turned his head to see the revenant crying bitterly.

"Yes...... It's all my fault, if it wasn't like this at the time...... "Orcs rarely cry, except for children, such a person who has experienced death will cry, I must be very sad in my heart."

"Is there anything I need to do for you?" Lu Li can only say this, he can't say that everyone has to look forward when the lights go out - a dead soul has a hairy future, either the soul is scattered, or it continues to wander here, anyway, it is not a good ending.

"Listen to me...... You've got to hear it......" Revenant finally calmed down.

"Okay, I'd love to hear about it too," the mission continued, and Lu Li hoped to free this remorseful warrior, maybe he just needed people to stop and listen to his story and help him do what he could.

They also set foot on the land of the damned on such an ordinary day.

Thoughts ran on the path that had been left on the black rocky ground because so many people had walked, and through the plains scorched by the thunderbolts to reach the Dark Gate, and in front of them was a demon, Ratherlake.

It was an existence that the soldiers could not defeat, but they did not run away, and when facing demons, the word "flight" was not in the dictionary of orc warriors.

They are like Don Quixote rushing towards the windmill with a sword, swayed by a self-infestable tragedy, and come to the end of his life.

The former warrior calmly recounted his death, so simple that it was carried over in a single sentence.

Perhaps in his opinion, this is an insignificant matter.

Yes, he died, but his comrades suffered something more terrible than death - it was more painful for him than his own death, which is why he was so remorseful that he wandered alone in this desolate land with an obsession.

It may also be said that his friends are not dead, but at the same time they are already dead.

The souls of the eighteen warriors were extracted from their bodies by demons and then became walking corpses, their souls imprisoned, tormented and tormented forever as long as time flowed.

"Adventurers, you will have to break eighteen stones...... Go, and set their souls free...... Let them get rid of the endless torment......"

The system prompts Lu Li, and he has received a new task.

Lu Li nodded silently and moved forward in the direction prompted by the system.

The stout fence, with its sharp logs tied in a row, was now open, and inside was a simple stone building that looked like it was no more than two stories long. There is a path leading there, and two ogres with sticks that look like guards can be seen next to the door.

This is where Lu Li is looking.

The filthy desert of the Cursed Lands was once a low-lying swamp called the Black Swamp, like the Swamp of Sorrow.

When Medivan built the Dark Gate to connect Azeroth to the orc homeland of Draenor, the orcs passed through the portal and began the First Great War, and the orc's mystical magic was so powerful that it destroyed the swamp, leaving only the dry red earth.

The Alliance has destroyed the Dark Portal, and the contamination has stopped spreading, but the Cursed Lands cannot be restored.

At that time, it seemed that the tribe was underarmed, and the Giant Hammer Ogre had also come here through the Dark Gate, and unlike the Orcs, the Ogre had remained in the Cursed Lands, and it was clear that they had now become the minions of the demons.

Lu Li checked the level of the ogre, it was level fifty-eight as he expected, fortunately it was not level sixty, he cautiously approached the guards who were still unconscious, his light steps did not make a sound, and then passed through the middle when the two guards turned their heads.

Experienced thieves will not let their target's gaze fall on them, let alone make eye contact with them.

Lu Li searched for a while, and finally found the undead in the camp.

It was very unusual for the undead to appear in the Cursed Land, he touched the close and carefully observed this dumb guy, its size was much smaller than the average orc, his clothes were very ordinary, he did not wear heavy armor, and even compared to ordinary warriors, he did not even wear decent leather armor, and his whole body was wrapped in a coat made of rags, which looked like a hastily buried corpse in any bare tomb in the wild.

Only a few vague traces can still be perceived that he was an orc in his lifetime.

If you go up to fight now, it's obviously unwise, first of all, these undead in front of Lu Li's eyes are actually just containers, the real undead can't be killed, and if you attack, it will also scream to attract ogre elites, one or two Lu Li is not afraid, but there are hundreds of ogre elites in this ogre camp, if you can't solve it quickly, there are also ogre bosses who will come to support after the time comes

To kill them, you'll have to destroy the green crystal next to it.

Lu Li knew that these were all heroes who had fought to the end against the Burning Legion, but as a reborn, he had no way to save these souls, and the only thing he could do was to free them.

The nine Ratherlake minions were quickly resolved, Lu Li did not dare to stop, and quickly rushed to the next ogre camp, three Serwinni's minions, three Olista's minions and three Golor's minions were also quickly completed, and by the end there were exactly eighteen undead.

Thrall is a very enlightened leader, and his guard has trolls, orcs, forsaken, minotaurs, etc., so there are other races that are freed, and these souls can no longer communicate with him, but he seems to hear the last sighs of these souls every time, and he can hear a sense of relief in them.

“…… Finally...... Free ......"

This is the teammate of the orc revenant, the teammate he hovers in the Cursed Lands and never forgets, whether it is the game or reality, righteousness is something that can be easily identified.

I do not seek to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but to die on the same day of the same month.

A thing that was seen as a joke in reality, he actually experienced sourness in a game task. (To be continued.) )