Returning to Stratholme again, facing the undead mobs again, Lin Jie suddenly felt different, if just now, in the face of the attack of 7 undead, his blood volume must have a significant drop in the early stage, but after washing into a defensive talent, there is a feeling of no pain in the face of the mob's attack, it is because of his own defensive talent that greatly improves his block value, in the past, he relied on defense to eat damage, and now at least the shield in his hand is not a jewelry equipped simply to increase defense, Instead, it has become a sharp weapon that can be attacked, retreated, and defended. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A few zombies have attacked, only to hear a few monsters arm and shield collision, I didn't suffer any damage, but the monsters have been injured by themselves.

MT can resist, and the natural efficiency is greatly increased After a while, a few people advanced to the door of the blood area, but here, there was still a figure wandering, an inconspicuous ghoul appeared in front of everyone, sad Timmy.

Timmy is one of the tragedies caused by the invasion of the Scourge Legion, speaking of him, we are going to mention the Prince of Alsace again, although there are still millions of words to beat him, but at level 60, the Prince of Arthas is a period when although the brother is not in the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes are full of legends left by the brother.

Four or five years ago, the high-spirited Prince of Arthas rescued Timmy, who had almost fallen into the mouth of a jackal.

Arthas takes Timmy back to his mother, where he is thanked by his mother.

At that time, the prince was a noble prince who loved his people like a son, who loved his friends and his country, and his heart was once as Uther said, only light and love.

People watched him grow day by day and looked forward to the day when he would ascend to the throne and become the master of the country.

The little kid Timmy asks Arthas: What about those who have been captured by the orcs?

At this time, the tall Alsace lowered his head and said to the child in that gentle but firm tone: Don't worry, my children, I will take them home.

There was not a trace of aristocratic pride or warrior arrogance in his voice, only a selfless love for the people.

But fate played tricks on him again and again, at first when the orcs deviated from the rules of war between the two countries and killed the messenger, much to his grief and indignation. He was unable to save his people, and at the last minute he slaughtered all of Stratholme with his own hands, preventing him from fulfilling his promise to Tiny Timi.

Your Royal Highness, will you always protect us?

Yes, I swear!

This ending left him with a rather deep sense of frustration and guilt, even though it wasn't entirely his fault.

However, no matter how brave he was, he was only a young man who had just experienced the battlefield and enjoyed love and happiness in the palace since he was a child.

Human beings generally respond to fear in two ways, one is to run away from it, and the other is to fight to the death. And Alsace, a warrior who is not free and would rather die, clearly belongs to the latter.

The reason why he later went mad and hunted Melganis was half out of anger and half out to put an end to his own source of fear.

Perhaps he naively thought that once the demon Melganis died, those terrible undead monsters would disappear from his nightmares and life, but fate played tricks on him again, and what happened later was as everyone sees in the game, he became the Lich King, the enemy of those whom he swore to protect.

The second story can also start when Timmy was a child.

He remembered that when he was very young, he dimly liked a little girl, her name was Pamela.

In order to get Pamela's attention, Timi often secretly hides her rag doll, and then bravely stands up when Pamela cries and helps her find the rag doll.

Pamela is always proud to say that Brother Timmy is so good.

To Timmy's surprise, a few years later, Pamela moved to a town far away from Timmy's home, Talon County.

Since then, Timmy has wanted to visit Talonshire every day, but has never had the opportunity.

Later, Timmy also moved, even further away from the county of Talon where he wanted to go.

Two years later, Timmy was able to help with the family's farm work, and he no longer carried a toy gun every day, he kept it in the cupboard and took it out when he was fine.

Finally, one day, Timmy's new home is also attacked by the undead scourge.

But Timmy was not afraid, he took a pitchfork and fought them bravely.

At this time, he saw a man with long white hair and riding a white horse rushing towards him.

"This man looks like the Prince of Arthas, but it's a pity that his hair is white."

Timmy was rescued by the Prince of Arthas when he was a child, and he admired the Prince of Arthas the most, and vowed to become his guardian knight when he grew up, and fought for him.

When the man ran to Timmy's side, a sword knocked the pitchfork off his hand, and Timmy looked up at him, and suddenly, he saw his face clearly.

"Alsace...... Prince? ”

The man with the sword also saw Timmy's face, and the sword that had been slashed at Timmy paused, but in the middle, he still stabbed the sword into Timmy's body.

This sword is so cool.

I don't know how long later, Timmy woke up from the darkness again, he looked at his ** withered body, and looked around blankly, he seemed to have forgotten many things, except that his name was Timmy, he couldn't remember anything anymore.

Timmy was in a daze and his companions were following the orders of a man named Rivinedell.

They conquered city after city, leveled village after village, devoured the delicious flesh, and he felt that he had forgotten that his name was Timmy, and all that was left was to kill and devour.

Today's order is to capture a place called Talonshire.

Daron County, this place is so familiar, in the army of ghouls, Timmy thought as he dragged his body forward.

Daron arrives and a new massacre begins, Timmy frantically chases a man until he reaches a house, where the man finally has nowhere to run and is bitten off by Timmy's neck. As the warm blood spurted out, Timmy caught a glimpse of the shivering figure in the corner, a girl holding a doll, tears streaming from her big pretty eyes.

Timmy suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left chest, which was strange, he had no heart in the morning.

"Pamela! Pamela!! Pamela!!! Timmy cried out the name, even though it sounded like a meaningless ghoul roar to others......

Unable to resist the will of the Scourge, Timmy kills Pamela.

And he doesn't want Pamela to be infected by the terrible plague of natural disasters, he doesn't want to see the cute Pamela turn into a monster like him.

Before leaving Daronshire, Timmy hid Pamela's doll for the last time.

Many years passed, and Timmy, like all of his fellow monsters, was stationed in Stratholme as a subordinate of Baron Rivendell, and his monotonous and boring life gradually numbed him.

After Lin Jie told the girls Timmy's story, the girls had more hatred for the undead Disaster, Ling'er looked at Lin Jie and said, "It's okay if we don't kill Timmy, it looks so pitiful." ”

Lin Jie pointed to the miserable Timmy and said, "In the Eastern Plague Land I saw a kind of ghoul called chatter, although I don't know what it was talking about, but when I killed him, on his wreckage, the soul of a resident of Talon County came out, and I suddenly understood why this ghoul kept talking. He hadn't completely forgotten his memories, but unfortunately, no one could hear him, so he could only keep talking to himself.

"Thank you for saving me, I'm finally free."

"If you pass through Talon, please tell my loved ones that I'm free."

I finally heard what he was trying to say. It's just that I can't bear to tell him that Talonshire is just a dead city now...... Kill Timmy now, and Timmy can escape Arthas's control and return to Azeroth from New Soul, so for Timmy's sake, we need to kill him. “

Saying that, Lin Jie took a step forward, and with a wave of one hand, the shield formed a holy light and accurately hit this little ghoul who would not take the initiative to attack others, (To be continued.) )