Loria's tracking skills are only slightly better than singing, she doesn't know where Alfonso and Spreg are going, but they have to hide from the undead, and they can't be too fast, and as long as they are humans, they can't move an inch in the night of the Eastern Plague, and she is confident that she can catch them. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

She began to wander around the village, hoping to find some traces of human activity, and she couldn't estimate the true strength of the other party at the moment...... But she wasn't worried, she should have taught those two guys what the art of sneak attack was, so that they could know what a foolish decision it was to provoke the assassin in the night.

There is a mysterious thing in the world called luck, also known as character or face, in short, Miss Loria was lucky, and it didn't take long to find the traces left by the two - a ghoul who had been cut but died of divine magic, and it seemed that she didn't have to think about who to seek revenge, Alfonso and Spreg were in a gang.

By comparing the location of the ghoul corpses to the village, Loria knew where they were heading - due north, where Stratholme was.

Loria immediately headed north, avoiding a group of scavengers, a few mutated demon hounds, and four or five ghouls gathered together, and at dawn, she saw a small patch of undead corpses, the high-level zombies that had once made her quite helpless, but now they were easily killed by punishment.

What exactly are their purposes?

Loria frowned and thought, since they had the strength to destroy zombies in the first place and deliberately hid it, it seemed that their conspiracy had already been formed...... As it was getting dawn and she had to find a place to rest, the remains of the zombies would attract swarms of scavengers, and Loria shifted slightly to the west, looking for a place to hide herself.

But in the Eastern Plague Lands, such a place is hard to find, and in the third hour of the rising sun, Loria found a dead tree, its trunk is covered with bright green mushrooms, just looking at it is very dangerous - it is a good place to rest, although the dead tree cannot hide Loria's body, but if you climb the tree, it can buy her some time to react, and those mushrooms contaminated with the plague will drive away the carrion eaters and hellhounds, it is a fairly safe place.

As for the undead plague, Loria is now quite sure that she is immune to them, and perhaps one day in the future will become a powerful force against the scourge by the vampires who are immune to the plague.

Who knows what will happen in the future?

Loria tilted her head, looked at those disgusting green mushrooms and mentally prepared for a while, and finally reached out to pick one, and after hesitating for a long time, she took a small bite - the taste of plague mushrooms was unexpectedly very good, fishy and sweet, very much like the smell of blood.

As long as it was delicious, it would be fine, and Loria plucked another one from the tree, one bite on the left and one bite on the right, and ate all the two mushrooms.

Regaining some strength, she plucked four or five more plague mushrooms and carried them into her arms, and atomized them towards the sturdy place on the trunk, where she reached the tree, where she squinted her eyes and nibbled on the mushrooms with her back against the thick trunk behind her.

Although vampires are immune to poison and disease, they are not resistant to the hallucinogenic ingredients often contained in mushrooms, and it is very dangerous to eat mushrooms indiscriminately - fortunately, the plague mushrooms are already full of undead plague, and there are no other strange ingredients, and Loria, who eats a lot of mushrooms, does not have strange hallucinations or inexplicable urge to mate.

After eating the mushrooms, she took off her little leather shoes, took off her torn stockings and threw them under the tree, she looked at her toes, moved her toes, put them back on again with her bare feet, shook her legs, and fell asleep against the trunk of the tree.

The undead did not pass by her neighborhood, but the scavengers and demon hounds that spotted her ducked far away, not daring to approach the dead tree infested with plague mushrooms.

……

Night

The Necropolis Naxxramas, the necropolis of Kel'thugad, hovered above the ruins of Stratholme, and Loria, who had eaten and slept enough, saw it from afar, and she became more and more cautious, carefully avoiding any undead, and slowly moved forward.

It was obviously very close to the lair of the undead, but it was difficult to meet the wandering undead, and after walking for a long time, Loria only saw a few abominations emitting a disgusting green mist, and they were dumbfounded under the huge mushrooms that were more than ten meters high...... The plague in the vicinity of Stratholme was so severe that the trees were directly converted into plague mushrooms, and she remembered Mills telling her that there was once an old forest west of Stratholme, but it was now called the 'Mushroom Grove'.

Mills also tells her that Abomination is very fond of the smell of plague mushrooms, and that these giant stitched undead have no sight but can lock onto enemies with their keen sense of smell...... Someone once had plague mushrooms covered in his body to avoid the abomination, and he did manage to avoid the abomination, only to become an undead with mushrooms covered in his body.

Regardless of whether the paladin from Alterac was true or not, Loria didn't intend to provoke the hatred, she didn't have a mining bomb with her, and she was no match for these stitched undead at all.

Moreover, these huge monsters also have speed that is not commensurate with their size, and it is extremely difficult to get rid of once they are provoked.

Loria bypassed the abomination that circled the giant plague mushroom and continued in the direction of Stratholme, and after about half an hour, she finally saw two familiar humans.

Nearby was either a source of plague contamination or a colony of the undead, and Alfonso and Spreg had to camp in the open...... Loria saw Spreg lying unconscious on the floor, while Alfonso sat cross-legged with his sword on his lap, watching around alertly.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see Loria, but Loria could see him.

It was the weapon that pierced Adelina's throat, and Loria could even see the blood on the sword...... She was immediately puzzled, remembering that when she had seen Alfonso in his hut on Lake Lordamere, he seemed to be very fond of his weapons, and he was always listening to wipe them, how could he allow blood to erode his sword?

Wanting to get closer, and fearing to alarm Alfonso, she cast her mind vision on him—but Loria failed, forgetting the spell as if she had never mastered it.

After a moment of doubt, she stopped thinking about it, anyway, she never cared for the abilities given by others, and she thought about it with her index finger in her mouth, and then planned how to clean up these two bastards.

Of course, Miss Loria doesn't rush straight up to fight, she is better at hiding in dark corners and pranking her.

The two of them exposed in the wilderness did not look like the mages hiding in the mage's tower, and this place happened to have abundant resources for Miss Loria to display her talents. (To be continued.) )