Abidis stirred the bonfire in front of her with a twig, and just a day earlier, she had met Tirio Fortin, a powerful paladin who had been by Uther's side and a mainstay of the Order of the Silver Hand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But now it looks like nothing more than an old and frail old man.

Tirio Ferding then extracted a series of bizarre demands.

For example, Abidis was asked to go to the tomb to find a war hammer and the battle flag, but considering the long distance, Abidis rested at the Cowlin junction.

Kaulin Junction used to be a bustling town, but this once prosperous town is now uninhabited, the houses are dilapidated, the ground is full of wandering maggots, and the valuable things in the houses have been taken by rogue thieves in the neighborhood.

She looked at the bonfire in front of her, it was burning vigorously, and in the dark of the night, she could only rest by it.

Resting in a house is not an option, first of all, the house is filled with a strong dark energy, and it is very unsafe, as the undead who roam the Eastern Plaguelands prefer to burrow into the house in search of food.

Abydis sighed: "Locke actually wants me to live in peace with the undead, and let my people do the same, but in this world, are there really undead who can get along?" ”

"The undead are bloodthirsty monsters, I've seen that very well."

A gust of wind blew through the Eastern Plaguelands, blowing Abidis's long red hair, and she felt very uncomfortable, but in this gap, she heard a slight "dang dang" sound in the air.

The sound alerted Abidis to the fact that at night, there were always undead spirits who wanted to sneak up on lone passers-by.

A dark shadow slowly emerged from the road at the Cowlin junction, he walked slowly in the darkness, and his staggering steps made Abidis nervously put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

After all, this is the Eastern Plague Land, and although the figures not far away are very human-like, many of the undead are also humans.

"Humans? Or the undead? Abidis asked, with a hint of nervousness, "Stand still or you'll be my enemy." ”

Abidis has become very strong in the past few months, she is no longer the little woman who relies on her father's side, she is getting stronger and stronger in the drama of this natural invasion.

The shadows in the darkness stopped, and then a deep voice came from it: "It's me, Darien Mograini, I'm not an undead yet, but I can't say for sure." ”

He walked out of the darkness, walked to the side of the campfire, and sat down decadently: "But now you look at me, do you really look like an undead?" ”

Abidis was stunned, the Darion in her memory was not what she looked like in front of her, with a pale face, a decadent look, and a very dirty coat, all of which showed that Darion was not in a good mental state.

Darien laughed, "My father told me everything. ”

"The plague itself is a man-made spread...... Plans, Arthas itself is absolutely not capable of breaking the Knights of the Silver Hand. ”

Abidis looked at Darien with pity: "Okay, now it's safe, you can just get some sleep." ”

"The Fallen Ember Bringer has a strong shadow energy on it, and I advise you to throw it away."

When it came to the Ashbringer, a hint of panic flashed across Darien's face, "Never, my father's soul told me to go to find Tirio, only he can save my father's soul." ”

Abidis nodded, she had planned to go and find the Warhammer immediately, but for now she would rather take Darion to find Tirio, after all, Darion's father, if he could rest in peace, then it would be a good thing.

"Then go to bed early, and we'll go find Tirio tomorrow."

………………

The sky soon brightened, and Abidis brought in two horses, and then called out the sleeping Darian.

Darien soon woke up, he looked at Abydis in front of him, and rode his war horse without saying a word, because he had a hunch that not only the shadow power was invading his body, but also his father's soul was becoming more and more painful.

Abydis knew that the search for Tirio should have been a few hours away, and under the guidance of Abidis, it didn't take much time for Darian to find Tirio, who was living in seclusion in the valley.

Tirio came out of the hut and was surprised to see Abydis bring a paladin, but when he saw the Ashbringer in Darien's hand, his expression became very strange: "I'm just a reclusive old man, and I can't help you. ”

Darien walked up to Tirio's side, "I know you, you were once one of the most powerful knights of the Silver Hand, and only you can use the Light to purify my father's soul. ”

Tirio shook his head slowly, the Light had long since ceased to answer his call, and although it was a great shame, Tirio was only an old man now.

He placed the old man's hand on the blade of the Ashbringer in Darien's hand, and then shook his head slowly, "Alexandros's soul has fallen too deep into the curse of vengeance, and there is nothing I can do about it. ”

Darian gritted his teeth: "No, my father's soul tells me that only you can save my father. ”

Tirio said slowly, "You're looking for the wrong person, but I can tell you that in this world, there is only love...... Only love can save your father's soul. ”

Darien smiled "haha": "Love...... In this world, I can only feel despair, and I will accept your insults to me with hatred. ”

Tirio said, "Son, this hatred has ruined Lordaeron, Arthas, and everything we have, if you really want to save your father, go to the Basilica of the Light's Wish." ”

"There, there's a secret...... It is the resting place of the Silver Hand of the ages, where the Light is sheltered, and if it is there, there may be a chance to save your father. ”

"Frankly, my Light cannot save your Father, and you are not capable of that."

Darien jumped directly onto the horse.

Abydis was slightly stunned, and she looked at Tirio not far away, the old man with only infinite vicissitudes on his face.

"Abidis, I'm going to the Cathedral of the Light's Wish, and I look forward to seeing each other next time." Darien quickly rushed towards Silver Dawn's base.

Abidis hurriedly jumped on her horse, she always felt that something was going to happen, although Arthas had fallen into a halt to expand under the capture of the royal city of Lordaeron, but after so long no bad news, she always felt that a real storm was emerging. (To be continued.) )