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"For the first time, I felt that this forest, which was filled with the smell of troll sweat, was so beautiful!" Haduron couldn't help but sigh.

"Because it smells like home!" Carbonia on the side smiled sheepishly.

While holding Alatore's hand, Sylvanas looked at Jon earnestly and asked, "Mr. Mills, why don't you go with us to Quel'Thalas, where we can keep you safe!" ”

"Thank you very much, but no more!" Jon smiled and politely declined Sylvanas' invitation.

He wanted to go back to Lordaeron, he wanted to see Natalie and Bridget...... Now his strength is no longer afraid of Lordaeron's pursuit!

"If you have any trouble, you can come to us!" Lotherma added.

"Thank you!"

With that, Jon and the elves parted, and the elves headed north to their homeland, and Jon began to walk south.

……

"My dear Jon, something interesting seems to be happening here!" Saratas's whisper suddenly reminded Jon as he stepped out of the forest and onto the land of Eastern Lordaeron.

"What's wrong?"

"You keep walking south, you'll know......" Salatas' voice was full of laughter.

Jon ignored her and walked straight down the avenue towards the south, his instincts telling him that it seemed as if something terrible was really going on in this land!

He didn't meet any pedestrians along the way, not a single one!

"What the hell is going on here?"

East Lordaeron is a bustling land, and the last time he came here, he was impressed by the thriving scene of people coming and going......

And now there is a rotten smell in the air, which makes people smell very uncomfortable......

Then, Jon saw an astonishing scene ahead.

A girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, very thin, was running down a small hill while a terrible undead creature was chasing after her......

"Ghoul!"

Jon's eyes widened suddenly, Eastern Lordaeron has always been an area directly under the jurisdiction of the Silver Hand, how could there be undead creatures in the wild so openly?

Jon prepares to walk over and help the seemingly fragile girl.

Suddenly he stopped, because he realized that the girl's eyes did not look like a prey at all, but a hunter!

The toothy ghoul slipped suddenly, and it stepped into a trap.

The "Woo Woo ......" trap was clearly planted with thorns, causing the ghouls to let out a few screams.

The seemingly weak girl, with a fierce face on her face at this time, pulled out a dagger from her waist and rushed back.

This trap was laid by her long ago.

The sharp dagger stabbed into the trapped ghoul one after another, mercilessly until its screams died down...... Wiping away the disgusting green blood from her body, the girl looked up, and suddenly she froze.

Three larger ghouls were walking towards her, and it was clear that they were attracted to the dying ghoul!

The girl took a few steps back, she wouldn't be a match for the three ghouls with just a dagger...... She glanced at the bracelet in her right hand with some despair, could it be ......

At this moment, a holy shield appeared on the girl, and the warm breath made her feel very comfortable.

Then, a white-robed figure walked over from the nearby avenue, and in his hands, a stream of holy light shot at the ghouls, and the scorching flames of holy light quickly burned on them......

Eliminating a few low-level ghouls was no more than a task for Jon now.

"Are you a paladin?" The girl looked at the white figure with some confusion.

Jon shook his head, he raised his hands, letting a warm white glow shine on the girl's hands, and the few ghoul scars began to heal little by little.

"I'm a pastor!" Jon replied, then continued, "Girl, what the hell is going on here?" ”

"Lord Reverend......" Tears flowed from the girl's eyes, even though she was so calm when hunting the undead, she was still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child after all: "The undead...... Countless undead, they took Quil Salas, and then invaded Lordaeron, they killed many people, and the whole of Eastern Lordaeron was turned into like this......"

"How is that possible!" Jon couldn't believe his ears.

Arthas is dead, Kel'thugad is dead, how did the Scourge Legion rise without a leader?

"Do you know who the leader of the undead is?" He kept his voice as calm as he could.

"It is said to be a mage from Dalaran named Prodmore......" the girl said, sobbing.

Prodmore ...... Jon stood there silently, his face turning a little pale.

After a long time, he spoke, "Why are you here?" ”

The girl had already wiped the tears from her face: "My parents are dead in Stratholme, and Lord Uther is also dead there, and I will avenge them!" ”

Uther...... Is he dead too......" Jon closed his eyes, only to open them after a moment, "Are you alone?" ”

He couldn't believe how such a girl could survive alone in this terrible eastern plague land.

The girl shook her head: "Originally, I had a squad, and I found them after leaving Stratholme, and the captain of the paladin was still unwilling to let me follow, thinking that I was a burden, thanks to Uncle Dagar!" ”

"Who's that?"

"Uncle Dagar is a nice dwarf, he cares about me, and he taught me the art of hunting the undead, and then ......" The girl's tears flowed again.

"Are they dead too?" Jon asked softly.

The girl nodded, "We met a group of necromancers, and I was the only one who survived. ”

She suddenly remembered something, and fell to her knees in front of Jon.

"Reverend, are you so powerful that you can teach me the way of Light?"

"Why do you want to learn the Way of Light?"

"Only by mastering the Light can I kill more undead!" The girl clenched her fists: "Please, I'm willing to give everything I have......"

"Are you willing to give everything you have?" Jon asked faintly.

The girl nodded.

Jon reached out and tried to pull the girl up from her knees.

The girl reflexively withdrew her right hand.

Jon then noticed that she had a strange bracelet on her right hand.

"This was given to me by Uncle Dagar!" The girl gently stroked her bracelet: "Just hold it hard and it will explode, blowing everything around it to pieces......"

"That's what you use to deal with the undead?"

"No!" The girl shook her head: "If the undead catch me, or if the undead want to kill me, I'll hold it!" ”

"For I would rather be reduced to ashes than be resurrected and become its kind......" the girl's face was full of devotion and determination.

"Get up!" Jon whispered, "What's your name?" ”

"Marlan!"

Jon blinked slightly at the name. (To be continued.) )