Chapter 239: Expansion of the team

This is a male walking corpse, about thirty to fifty years old, no way, the decomposition is too serious, it is not easy to distinguish such an age group.

"Ah...... Yes! Seeing this situation, I quickly put his chin on it, and only then did he say in a hoarse and dry voice: "Thank you very much, I will definitely be a forgotten person, if nothing else, but for my dead wife and daughter." At first his voice was calm, but when it came to his wife and daughter, his voice was full of resentment.

"I'm Saint Wing Sunwind, I'm glad you ......"

"I know you!" Before I could finish my words, I was interrupted by the middle-aged walking corpse, "That bitch in Arthas forcibly sent everything about you into my head, so you don't have to introduce yourself, and at the same time, you don't have to worry about my betrayal, as long as I am no longer controlled, I will definitely use all my strength to fight the Scourge Legion." ”

How to say it, the middle-aged walking corpse is very rude, unreasonably interrupting the words of the savior, and the tone is still so impulsive, but I don't blame him, the forsaken, almost "woken up" when he was quite impulsive, after all, he was enslaved and tortured for too long, and it was difficult to maintain a kind and humble heart.

However, it is precisely because they have been enslaved and tortured for so long that the Forsaken will hate the Lich King, Arthas, and the Scourge Legion incomparably, so every Forsaken who goes to the battlefield is not afraid of death.

"By the way, my name is Boris, thank you for the rescue." Perhaps realizing that he was rude, after a moment of silence, the middle-aged walking corpse named Boris told me his name and thanked me again.

I didn't blame him, and after a few words of comfort, I asked Winster to take him aside and put his arms and legs on it.

The first cataclysmic undead were redeemed, and all the forsaken were greatly encouraged, and the eagerness in their eyes literally burned, and at the same time, the eyes that looked at me could not only be described as adoration, but also longed to kiss the soles of my shoes.

"Bring the next one!"

As soon as the words came out, another catastrophic undead who had their arms, legs, and chin removed were placed in front of me, and I was stunned for a moment, and looked to the side.

"No, his soul is incomplete, and even if he saves it, he will be a madman." Not all Scourge spirits can become Forsaken, in order to become an independent and free Forsaken, first of all, he must have a soul, secondly, the soul must be complete, and finally he must be strong-willed and have a strong desire to survive, so that he can break free from the soul shackles when the Lich King is weak.

Now, although with my help, the last one is negligible, but the premise must be that the soul is complete, for those souls who are missing arms, legs, or even heads, even if they are rescued, it is useless, they are completely uncontrolled madmen.

With a wave of his hand, he asked people to carry this cataclysmic undead away, and then used his mental death on the next cataclysmic undead, as for the catastrophic undead with an incomplete soul, I didn't take another look, what was waiting for him was nothing more than complete death.

This is a female walking corpse, about one meter seventy-five tall, presumably a very tall beauty before her death, but now, she is just an ugly walking corpse that keeps screaming.

Shaking my head and shaking away the pity in my heart, I began to seriously examine the soul of the female walking corpse, and after a few seconds, the results came out, fortunately, her soul was very complete.

With Boris's successful experience, it became easy to heal the female walking dead, and the mental death increased again, from a chopstick to a dagger, and I did it in her soul.

Ten minutes later, the eyes of the female walking corpse returned to clarity, and the next scourge undead was lifted in front of me. Ignoring her thanks, I continued to do what I had to do.

The Lich King controls the Scourge undead through spiritual shackles, rather than destroying their souls and enslaving their bodies to control, which has many benefits, the most obvious is that the Scourge Undead with independent souls are easier to command and control, and the undead will execute their own orders instead of relying on the Lich King to remotely control their bodies through spiritual shackles.

However, there are many disadvantages, the most obvious is that once the undead break free from the spiritual shackles, they will completely break free from the Lich King's control, except for those who voluntarily accept the Lich King's control.

Because it is mind control, so during the period of being controlled, everything that the natural disasters and undead do will be clearly presented in their eyes, killing, eating corpses, doing evil things, etc., they may resist, but the result has no other effect except more pain, of course, it is also very painful not to resist, after all, the ice chains interspersed in the soul are not vegetarian.

So, everything I did was clearly presented in the eyes of the undead of the Scourge who had woken up from their weakness, and they all thanked me for their help when they broke free from the Lich King's control.

Time flew by, the sky changed from light to dark and from dark to light, until the sky was dark again, and my mission was completed, a total of one hundred and thirty-five Scourge undead became free forsaken, including one hundred and twenty-three walking corpses, eight skeletons, three heads of abomination, and the remaining Scourge undead were either destroyed by humanity because they had no soul or because of a lack of soul, it is worth mentioning that none of the one hundred and nineteen ghouls could be lucky enough to become the Forsaken.

"Frederick, has this island always been foggy?" I stretched and said to Frederick Lothar.

Frederick said: "Yes, it's foggy all year round, and it's hard to see the sun on any day of the year. ”

"Oh? Is it raining here? Winster said.

"No, it's foggy all the time." Frederick said.

It's not raining, it's been foggy, this weather is so weird, did the sun abandon this island? Otherwise, why can't the fog be dispelled?

"What is the reason for this strange weather, have you looked for the reason?" I asked, confused.

Frederick glanced deeper into the island, and said, "I don't know, but I think it has a lot to do with the evil orcs on the island, remember when I wasn't dead, it was a beautiful island with plenty of sunshine and clear waters, but when I woke up again, it was like this." ”

"......" (To be continued.) )