Beneath the ruins of Keldaron Castle, in the basement of the lowest level of the Psychic Academy, Jabbar opened his eyes with some difficulty, and then felt a strange sensation coming from all over his body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Now Jabbar was tightly bound to the cross, his heart had stopped beating, his skin was cold, and he could even feel the smell of corruption coming from all over his body......

But he felt his mind clear, he had a consciousness of his own.

Jabbar began to think back to what had happened before, he was defeated by the necromancer named Kel'thugad and taken to this basement...... After being tortured by that hateful butcher, he was finally killed by the necromancer......

But why does he still have his own consciousness now? He's supposed to be a dead man!

Death Knight! Jabbar suddenly remembered what the necromancer named Kel'thugad had said to him at the last moment of his life.

Transforming the Death Knight, Jabbar had heard that Gul'dan had done this many years ago, resurrecting the bodies of human knights who had died in battle, and then providing them for him to drive......

If this is the case, I am afraid that he is no longer a living orc, but has been transformed into a death knight.

But now that he has become a Death Knight, why does he have a sense of self now?

The last thing Jabbar had in his mind was that he was tightly controlled by the necromancer through his mind, completely unable to resist...... And now, the chains of control seem to be completely gone.

Could it be that the necromancer is dead? Only then did he regain his freedom, and Jabbar got a bold conjecture.

This is an unprovable conjecture, but it is likely to be the case as it stands.

This new body gave Abdul-Jabbar great strength, stronger than he had ever had before; Jabbar was a little tired of the chains on his body, and with a hard effort, the slightly rusty chains were torn off by him directly from the middle!

……

There was a slight sound outside the door, and Jabbar's expression changed.

He pondered for a moment, then returned to the cross, his hands facing back, disguised as a restrained figure.

A human in a blood-red coat slowly walked into the basement with a small cart.

With his eyes closed, Abdul-Jabbar could clearly hear the wailing.

He opened his eyes and saw everything in front of him, it was the butcher known as Professor Kasdinov! The butcher ignored Abdul-Jabbar, in fact he didn't notice anything unusual about him, he pushed the cart to the middle of the basement, and then picked up the two butcher knives on the ground humming a tune.

In the cart was a young human woman, naked, covered in blood, with her mouth gagged, looking at Professor Kasdinov with fear in her eyes, she was wailing in despair.

The rope was tightly tied, and her struggle was pointless, only to see Professor Kasdinov step by step up to her, raising the butcher's knife in his hand.

"Ahh Only a scream was heard.

The owner of the voice turned out to be Professor Kasdinov.

Professor Kasdinov clutched his neck, and while his attention was focused on the test object in front of him, Jabbar had already walked up behind him, locking his neck tightly with the chain in his hand.

Professor Kasdinov struggled desperately, but the chains that bound him grew tighter and tighter.

Out of the corner of Jabbar's eye, he saw a bloodstained axe on the ground, and he dragged Professor Kasdinov like a chicken with one hand, and picked it up with the other.

A good weapon, for Abdul-Jabbar.

Professor Kasdinov's mouth was open, but he couldn't make a sound because his neck was wrapped around him.

He didn't know why the Death Knight suddenly attacked him, he was obviously a servant of Lord Kel'thugad, could it be that Lord Kel'thugad had abandoned him......

"I said it...... You'll pay the price...... Monster! ”

Jabbar said in a deep voice, and at the same time raised the axe in his hand, and the axe fell, and Professor Kasdinov's head suddenly rolled several meters away like a watermelon.

Laying down his headless corpse, Abdul-Jabbar turned his gaze to the human female in the cart.

The sight in front of him suddenly made him feel a little sick.

The woman's chest was deeply sliced, blood splattered, her organs were messy, and her chest cavity was filled with a lot of black fluid...... She looked at Jabbar, her eyes full of pleading.

Abdul-Jabbar understood what she meant, nodded slightly, and he raised his blood-stained axe again.

"May the ancestors guide you, human!"

As he spoke, Abdul-Jabbar ended the mutilated life of a human woman.

……

There was a sound of footsteps, and then a black-clad acolyte walked into the basement, as if something was going on.

But as soon as he entered, he was stunned by what he saw.

Before he could scream, the black-clad acolyte felt a powerful force, and an invisible rope pulled him in front of Jabbar.

Jabbar grabbed the acolyte's throat, a smile on his lips, pleased with his new powers.

After struggling to no avail, the acolyte suffocated to death, and Jabbar took off the acolyte's black coat and reached into his pocket with one hand.

Seeing the blue crystal ball reappear in his hand, Jabbar felt lucky that the monsters hadn't taken his most important means of preserving his life.

Clenching the crystal ball in his hand, the stout orc disappeared, replaced by a slender high elf.

The elf put on the black cloak of the acolyte, put on the hood, thought for a moment and picked up the blood-stained axe and hid it in the cloak, and then walked outside.

The current psychic academy seems a little deserted, at least slightly more deserted than Abdul-Jabbar imagined.

From time to time, however, groups of men in black could be seen walking by, and Jabbar kept his head down, not arousing their suspicions.

Vaguely, hearing a few men in black say something like "Lord Kel'thugad has been killed", "Lord Frostwhisper has attacked", "Andohar needs help", Jabal had an idea and followed them from a distance.

After about ten minutes, Abdul-Jabbar finally walked out of the basement.

He was in the ruins of Keldaron Castle, and the light was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.

At the same time, fresh air greeted you, but unfortunately Jabbar could no longer smell it.