It was said that it would be treated for a week, but the blood spear did not wait for the day when it was completely healed. In fact, on the fourth day, the day he was able to stand up, the orcs began to clamor for a return to the Undercity.

"I can't wait a day, the rage of revenge is about to suffocate me!" He paced irritably through the watchtower, occasionally hammering his hammer against the broken walls. The hammer, Dezko's only relic, rolled down to the side of the Blood Spear in the Great Collapse, and the orc never let go of it since.

"If you really want to avenge Dezko and not just vent your anger, then stay there honestly, we need a physically strong warrior, not a sick man who gasps for breath after two steps!" Diego rebuked unceremoniously. He's had enough of this irascible orc, and although the blood spear has been retracted a lot after this setback, it's still an out-and-out second cargo by human standards.

"I'm fully recovered, you see, I can easily wield this ......," the orc said unconvinced, he picked up the hammer and pulled a flower on top of his head, trying to prove his health, but the hammer made for the minotaur was still a little too heavy for him, and the wound on his arm that had not yet fully healed twitched, and he involuntarily let go of his hand.

The hammer flew out with a "whoosh" and smashed into the remaining remaining beam, making a loud thud. The dust that had accumulated for a long time fell from the top of their heads, and the few people who made it all disgraced.

"Okay, then wait two more days." The blood spear wiped a handful of dust from his face and said dejectedly.

……

"Damn, that's not letting people do business?"

It's another evening, and Oresardo, the owner of the Blue Moon grocery store? Lukka sat behind the counter bored. Looking at the empty streets, I complained dissatisfied.

To be honest, the Undercity has been chaotic these days. First, the waterway to the east inexplicably collapsed, and then there. The abomination of patrolling the streets increased, and the royal terror guards searched from house to house, as if they were facing a great enemy. As a result, the market is now very depressed, and his old customers don't even dare to come to the store for a few drinks.

In fact, Luca was still a little apprehensive in his heart, although he didn't know what those outsiders had done, but he knew that the current heavily guarded situation in the Undercity must have something to do with them.

"Whatever it is, don't track me down." He said in his heart. He glanced at the adjacent store and found that only his grocery store was still open, "Maybe I should close too, damn Lucian, I don't know where to run so early, young people just can't be trusted!" ”

Just then, several customers opened up and walked in through the door.

"Ha, I gotta say, you're really lucky, if it's a few minutes late. We'll close," the boss said with some surprise, but business came to the door. He was still happy to greet you, "It's an honor to serve you, what do you need to drink?" ”

"Three glasses of morning dew." The man standing at the front whispered.

As soon as he heard this familiar voice, Lukka couldn't help but shudder.

"Damn, shit! How did these haunting outlanders come again? I knew I shouldn't have helped them in the first place! He couldn't help but curse inwardly.

However, on the surface, he still put on an expression of concern for the other party: "Why did you come back?" This place is not safe now, and there are patrolling abominations everywhere. ”

"It's okay, we just wanted to ask you a few questions. Gone quickly. The human said unhurriedly.

"Okay, you ask." Lukka said helplessly. Now he just thinks that the other party will hurry up and finish asking, and then get out. If the patrol abomination finds these strangers mixed together, it will not be able to wash itself by jumping into Lake Lordamere.

"Has anything big happened in the Undercity these days?"

"Except for the one you did in the waterways, no." Lukka said crisply.

"So, are there any rumors about the Dark Lady in the Undercity right now?"

"This ......," the grocery store owner rummaged through his head, "and it is rumored in the street that the royal pharmacists had developed the latest antiseptic for Her Majesty, which is said to be a voodoo recipe obtained from trolls, which can effectively prevent the body from festering and maintain the appearance of the ...... before death"

He looked up and glanced at Diego uncertainly, "Is this what you want to know?" ”

"Uh, isn't this one, nothing else?" Diego asked helplessly, reads();.

"Then there won't be." Lukka said with certainty. Although there were few customers in the store these days, if something big happened, he must have known about it.

Hearing his reply, Diego couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that the betrayers have not yet begun to carry out their plot, and the escape of Diego and his party is obviously not what they expected, and they are likely working on a new plan.

"So, okay, let's get out." He whispered.

"Oh, don't you really want a few drinks?" Lukka asked habitually, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted it.

"Don't be so wrong, you'll regret it." Diego said with a smile, pointing at the grocery store owner, "You're not stupid enough to snitch, are you?"

"How so?" Lukka hurriedly waved his hand. He said from his heart, for the common people, more is better than less, these strangers do not look like the most vicious people, but the first to inform, once the demon consul is their comrade, it will be a lot of fun. The name of the Dreadlord for his brutality is enough to scare a mortal into peeing his pants.

Lukka sent off the uninvited guests with a plague-like mood, and then closed the door of the store with a smile. He had secretly decided that he would not be open for the last few months, and that he would first take refuge from his cousin who lived in Deathknell - the current Undercity was too dangerous to be a place for people to stay.

"What are we going to do in one step?" Leaving the grocery store, Blood Spear asked for the first time.

"Let's go to the alchemy workshop first." Diego replied.

"Why go where, instead of going and killing that Varimathas first?"

"Please, use your brains, Nazaire!" Diego said angrily, "That demon always stays in the heavily guarded royal district, can you, as the three of us, go all the way in and kill him?" ”

"Oh!" Blood Spear's face suddenly dawned, "But I still don't understand what this has to do with our going to the alchemy workshop. ”

"Well, that's right." Diego paused, looking at Masrae and Bloodspear, and he felt compelled to explain to them why he had done it.

"From the composition of the enemies who ambushed us, we can see that there are not only demons among those people, in fact, the Forsaken make up the majority among them, which indicates that in addition to demons, there is a force in the Undercity that is secretly opposing the Dark Lady."

"Who could it be?" Blood Spear asked stunned.

"Royal Society of Pharmacists! These crazy researchers, the most radical of the Forsaken, resented Sylvanas's restrictions on them, and have long complained about her. In fact, Diego explains, it was all from memories of his past life, as the Grand Apothecary Putres did participate in the rebellion of Varimasas during the expedition to the northern continent of Northrend. Now it seems that perhaps due to the butterfly effect of the Travelers, the rebellion that was supposed to take place a few years later seems to be coming sooner.

"The Alchemy Workshop is far less heavily guarded than the Royal District, maybe we can start from there and teach these accomplices a profound lesson!" He said.

"You're right," Bloodspear said eagerly, waving the hammer in his hand, "so what are we waiting for?" ”

"......" (To be continued.) )