The ghoul crouched in the snow, sniffing the air and tracking the thieves across the snow.

Necromancers are very sensitive to blood, after all, they are made up of resentment and pain, and they crave the suffering of the living. Using the undead to track down enemies is also the basic skill of every Death Knight.

Three hours have passed since the battle just now, Locke is sitting on the Nightmare War Horse, and the physical strength in his body has recovered, since just now, Locke has been thinking about the future of mankind.

Due to the change in the timeline, Thrall escaped from the prison ahead of time, and Orgrim, who was supposed to die, is now not only not dead, but also drank the blood of demons. What made Locke even more sad was that the natural disaster broke out early.

Not long ago, he couldn't contact the Lich King Naozu, and neither could the Spider Goddess. That is, he is already alone.

"The Fate of Humanity." Locke sighed softly, and as he looked at the endless blizzard, his heart seemed to burn. In his previous life, after he became a death knight, he killed a lot of humans, and he didn't have a sense of belonging to this race, perhaps he had seen human emotions in his eyes.

But he couldn't understand it.

A beating heart beat in Locke's chest like a drum, and he followed behind the ghoul, his head bowed in silent contemplation.

When he heard the news of his family, his heart seemed to burn with fire, and this scorching flame reminded him of the future and destiny of mankind.

"Death is not the end, nor is it fate." Locke tugged at the reins around the Nightmare Horse's neck, the anger in his chest and the will that slumbered in his heart told Locke that he should go for revenge.

If you can't kill King Alterac, then your own family, and thousands of humans from your family's family that have been destroyed by the orcs. Where did their resentment dissolve?

Locke knew that in the near future, Lordaeron would become a place of death, and that the once prosperous human society would be devoured by a natural disaster that would devour tens of thousands of humans into bones.

Locke didn't want this to happen because he was a victim of it.

If necessary, he didn't want this kind of suffering to happen in this land, causing more people like himself to be full of revenge.

He must act to save as many people as possible before this natural disaster has fully erupted.

"But the first step is revenge." Locke tugged at the reins of the nightmare, and he saw that the ghoul had run wild in the blizzard, which must have found the target.

He lowered his head, the black cloak on the armor behind him dragged a black line in the blizzard, and his long black hair stood out in the blizzard.

The speed of the Nightmare Warhorse is unquestionable.

Locke rode the Nightmare Horse and walked up to Kojie.

The thief leaned against the snow and ice, his face covered in blood, and the remnants of his left hand clutched tightly over the gap in his right hand, which was already frozen.

It can be seen that after using the teleportation scroll, the physical strength in his body has been consumed, and the blood that keeps flowing out has reduced his physical strength to a minimum.

He's dead.

It wasn't Locke who killed him with his sword, it wasn't the torture of the plague, it wasn't because of his will to flee that he was turned into a statue in the ice and snow.

"I was going to let you leave the Alterac Mountains alive, after all, elite thieves are very rare." Locke whispered, and he dismounted from the Nightmare Warhorse, walked in front of Kojie, and began to search for Kojie's items.

Although looting is very disrespectful to the deceased, it is indeed very important to Locke at this time.

However, the results of the loot did not satisfy Locke, and only two vials of life healing potions, a linen, and a dagger that had lost its magical powers, but one of the belts caught Locke's attention.

"Belt of Dawn"

Origin: North Lordaeron

Equipment Rarity: Blue

Equipment Part: Belt

Increases the user's armor by 60 and strength by 20.

Materials: Tears of the Stars, Bobcat skin

Equipment level: 130

Allows the Ethereal Spirit to improve the quality of equipment

Infuses Shadow Power to increase equipment attributes.

"Increase your Critical Strike Level by 60"

Equipment use conditions: Rogues, Warriors, Death Knights.

Comments: This belt made of bobcat skin is clearly made by an elf, but it is unclear who the real owner is.

Locke swapped out the belt, this piece of equipment looked like a small superlative, and it was especially suitable for Locke, and the damage of every second of the blight beat could maximize the increase in this critical hit level. Locke shrugged his shoulders, the rest of the potion was worth taking, but Linen Bullock was not interested in it at all.

However, just as Locke was about to leave, he suddenly found a journal with a black cover not far from Kojie's body.

Locke picked up the journal and found a string of words written on the black cover of the diary, which read: To the love of my life.

Locke glanced at it briefly, and on the front of it was a diary, mainly recording some daily observations, some fleshy words written to a woman, and on the back of the envelope was written some about the composition of the Shadow Council.

Locke frowned slightly and looked at it again.

5.17th

The entire kingdom of Alterac has fallen into madness, and when it was revealed that the kingdom of Alterac was acting as a spy for the tribe, Lordaeron's army entered the kingdom of Alterac.

The king was expelled from the castle and accepted the title of duke. But what does it have to do with people like me who walk in the shadows? I just complete the mission, get the bounty, and that's it.

May 18th

I never knew what it was like to fall in love with someone, but since I met the chick sent from the Shadow Council, I've been completely devastated, and if it weren't for the fact that there were too many dead people around me to affect my mood, I'm afraid I would have confessed it right away.

…………

7.25th

The Alterac Mountains are in a crisis, and it has been confirmed that the plague has broken out in the snowy mountains, but as if the Shadow Council doesn't care about it, Leah tells me personally that the undead will eventually fail.

July 26th

I...... I don't want to keep a diary, killing the undead and humans are two different things after all, and I plan to transfer out to take on some simple killing bounty tasks, and after completing my retirement job, I will spend my old age in a certain township.

Locke closed the diary, and then wrote about the information of the Shadow Council, which he was not very interested in. And he cares most about his background, and now the source is also cut off.

Locke sighed, he jumped onto the Nightmare Warhorse, and then stared at the snow-capped mountains not far away, "Can you only go to the Kingdom of Alterac to find a clue in the last hope?" ”

"But whatever the outcome, I hope to find the king of Alterac."

The Nightmare Warhorse snorted.