"You're really going to do it."

Bridget whispered to Locke beside her, her face was a little depressed, and she pouted: "Trick all the defenders of the town hall into a safe square, and then imprison them?" ”

"Aren't you afraid that this plan will fail or be leaked, and you will become an enemy of Lordaeron?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Locke's mouth: "If there is a real outbreak of plague in Stratholme, are you willing to see these remaining Lordaeron troops in danger of a plague outbreak?" ”

"Just now, we checked the tavern in Lordaeron, and although there is no threat, Miss Bridget, did you find a single thing?"

"Things?" Bridge had a puzzled expression on her face, she was very calm in the tavern just now, there was nothing strange at all, why did Locke say that?

She rolled her eyes and asked with a hint of a smile, "Tell me, what will be dangerous?" ”

Locke stroked the bitter man in his hand, and a bloodthirsty consciousness came from the cold blade, which was exactly what the magic sword felt when it longed for blood. Locke whispered, "Haven't you noticed that there are more and more cultists in Stratholme. ”

"Can the necromancers of the Cult of the Damned be able to make any waves? You're thinking too highly of them. Brigitte laughed out loud, she showed a relaxed expression, stared at the Lordaeron guards not far away, and said, "Locke, do you think these guards will be furious after discovering that they have been deceived?" ”

Locke jumped onto a low house, stared at Stratholme at his feet, and said slowly, "No, they will soon find out that I saved them." ”

Locke's figure walked out of the darkness, those soldiers had already walked into the barracks, he raised the blade of pain in his hand, and suddenly slashed the rope that locked the door with a sword, only to hear a crisp "bang", and the door bar fell instantly.

The soldiers who were locked up in the barracks area, Locke did not expect to starve to death if he did not eat for half a day.

Stratholme has become the eve of the end of the world, and this place is very much the same as Locke's memories once were, the cultists roaming the streets, the ghosts roaming the houses.

The only thing that struck him a little strange was that the Burning Legion didn't seem to be in Stratholme, and although he knew that the Dreadlord of the Burning Legion had intercepted him on the way, considering the Burning Legion's portal, he should be in the city soon.

But now there is no demonic smell in the city, at most the sound of a few ghosts roaming, and now Locke hopes to find some uninfected residents, so that he can save more people.

On the streets, there were not only these cultists, but also some people who had begun to vomit, and the hospitals were already packed with patients, but it was pointless.

After Locke was promoted to the master level, his strength increased a lot, especially after watering the dragon's blood, his strength and health increased to a new level.

He came to an intersection with a small piece of paper hanging on the road sign at the intersection.

"The High Priest of Quel'Salas in the north, Liadrin, has arrived at the Cathedral of the Light in the north of Stratholme."

Locke thought for a moment, and he thought that the priest Liadlin might be able to help the city.

He walked towards the Cathedral of Light.

Soon, he could see the Cathedral of the Holy Light in Stratholme, where the priests were treating the retching crowd, and as soon as he walked over, he was reprimanded by the priest of the Cathedral of the Holy Light: "Please line up for treatment." ”

Order is the morality of the light and magic, and after it spread among humans, this nature made paladins and priests and mages worship order very much, when this profession of reverence for order saw someone like Locke who directly cut in line.

You will feel very angry.

The Basilica of the Holy Light is in the south of Stratholme.

It is the largest church in Stratholme, and even in later generations, it was not completely destroyed by natural disasters, but the Holy Light sheltered the cathedral.

But that's about it.

Under the threat of natural disasters, many parts of Lordaeron craved the protection of the Light, but with the exception of a few that were sheltered, the Light seemed to have abandoned everyone.

Locke broke directly into the Basilica of the Light, and as a Death Knight, he did not worship the Light.

In the church, several paladins and priests all raised their heads to look at the uninvited guests entering the cathedral, their eyes were full of disbelief, because in Stratholme, where the belief in the Holy Light was strong, no one dared to offend the Holy Light.

"Stand down, you impudent!"

"Blasphemy!!"

A continuous roar echoed through the Basilica of Light, and then Bridget walked in from behind Locke, and she quickly stood in front of Locke: "Listen to me, the whole of Lordaeron is in danger right now, and the Light called me last night." ”

"He told me that the city was suffering from a catastrophe and that only Locke could save Stratholme."

An elderly paladin at the head stared at Bridget and said, "Everything in the dream is absurd, and you are telling absurd stories in the sacred temple. ”

"Stand down now, I'll act as if nothing happened."

Locke shrugged his shoulders, he originally thought that it was normal for men to lie, but once a woman lied, she was simply a master, Locke walked to the center of the cathedral and said slowly: "What happened next, you may think it is fake, even absurd. ”

"But trust me, because what I'm saying is true, and what I'm saying is that Stratholme is now the entire city, being sacrificed to the Burning Legion by the Scourge!"

"Hundreds of thousands of lives will quickly wither, and Lordaeron will be plunged into eternal darkness."

After Locke said this calmly, he stretched out his finger and pointed at an elven priest shrouded in a white burqa, in which two pointed elven ears revealed her identity, Liadrin.

It is the future leader of the Blood Elf Paladin, who is now the high-ranking priest of the Elven Kingdom, Liadrin.

In the first war, her father and brother were killed by the Amani trolls, and even she was almost sacrificed by the trolls, but she not only escaped, but annihilated many of them.

In the third war now, the priest Liadline is already a well-known powerhouse of the elves, although he is still weaker than many people in terms of combat skills.

But already good.

Locke calmed down and said slowly, "Liadrin, I want you to save Stratholm and use the power of the Holy Light, not just for the people of Lordaeron, but to thwart the ambitions of the Burning Legion!" (To be continued.) )