Gradually, I stepped out of Sylvanas' sight and into the woods.

Unlike when I came to be led by a night spirit like Sylvanas, walking alone in it, the suffering I suffered swelled like a balloon.

The night in the Tirisfal Glade is very dark and dark, and it is not an exaggeration to not see the five fingers, but fortunately, I am now a walking corpse, and my dark night vision has been blessed to a certain extent, and I can see the scenery five or six meters in front of me slightly.

But even so, I stumbled and stumbled, grass, broken trees, and dead branches were all my enemies, and I had to be on guard against these enemies hidden in the darkness at all times.

A few lights flashed in my eyes, and I knew that they were the lights of ghosts and banshees, but they were too far away and there were so many obstacles that I couldn't tell whether they were ghosts or banshees.

If this had been in my lifetime, I think I would have broken down by now, the darkness of the woods, the ghostly light, and the lingering rancid stench, all of which could break my nerves.

However, I don't feel that scared now, I don't know why, maybe it's because I've become one of them!

As I continued walking through the dark woods, I began to think back to the mission Sylvanas had given me to find Arthas and take him down the hill.

I couldn't help but shudder, Arthas, that is the future Lich King, the most evil undead leader in Azeroth, who killed his father and mother, usurped the government against a certain person, and turned the entire country into a kingdom of the undead, it can be said that there is no one in my mind who can compare with Arthas, not even Qin Hui.

Just such a person, I want to see him alone, and I have to lead him into the abyss.

It's too dangerous, if I don't get it right, I'll be killed by him, and it's more likely that I'll be enslaved by him, and I'll have to live in his torment and pain for the rest of my life.

I began to think back to "history", at this time, Arthas's power should be at its weakest, otherwise how could he tolerate the rebellion of the Dreadlord?

Perhaps, I still have a chance, and even if Arthas finds out about my plot, I can escape from him.

However, in the next moment, I denied this idea, just imagine, Arthas can kill the general from the siege alone, he will not be able to even kill a small walking corpse of the first order?

I don't think it's possible, not to mention much, he gently waved the magic splash of frost sorrow, and I guess I'd be crushed.

No, I can't take risks.

Having made up my mind, I started to slack off, taking one step as a two-step path, and if I encountered an obstacle, I took a detour.

After wandering in the woods for more than an hour, I inevitably walked out of the woods.

Outside the forest is a T-junction, with the left and right sides leading to the Plaguelands and the Silver Pine Forest, respectively, and directly in front of it is a flat avenue tens of meters wide, leading to the gates of Lordaeron.

The glow of the city's fires lit up the night sky, and from here looking at Lordaeron, the outline of the walls and the frenzied tide of corpses could be faintly seen.

Lordaeron is in turmoil, hungry zombies and brainless zombies are rampant, and there is an abomination rampage made of various "parts", and in the sky, huge bats that have been demonized are waiting for an opportunity to commit murder......

I can't imagine what hellfire I'm going to be.

"Forget it, just walk around, it's too dangerous in the city."

I thought as I dodged a few walking corpses wandering the roadside.

When they were completely away from me, I came out of hiding, and looked at the backs of the walking corpses in the distance, and I looked envious, their air-dried bodies could only emit a slight putrid smell, because they were shriveled and they did not have the nutrients that maggots needed.

I think if they "wake up" and see me, they will have a proud expression.

When the walking corpses were completely away, I walked down the official path to the Silver Pines Forest.

My plan was to walk on this road for a few hours and then come back, and I wouldn't have tried to find the murderer in Arthas anyway.

The "history" description is vague, and I don't know where Arthas came from, but I remember very well that he was found by a ghost next to a rock.

And the road I was about to walk was nowhere else, except for a few decent rocks on the edge of the woods on the other side behind me, at least not on either side of the road.

Perhaps, only under the city of Lordaeron will there be patches of rocks!

It's safe here, I won't meet Alsace.

I walked slowly, almost like a walk, but I didn't stop, I didn't look back, I knew I was slacking off, but ...... Whatever!

This road runs parallel to the walls of Lordaeron, and the road is as long as the walls of Lordaeron are.

As you walk along the road, you can see the fires rising from the castle in the distance, and sometimes you can hear the sound of battle cries.

But none of this has anything to do with me, and it is impossible for them to cross the walls and run hundreds of meters in the wilderness to attack me, an insignificant little person.

I walked comfortably along the road, humming a pleasant little song in my mouth, and although the song was squeaking unpleasantly from my broken throat, I was in a good mood.

Suddenly, just as I was triumphant, by the light of the fire in the city, I saw a figure appear in front of me.

Vaguely, I have a bad feeling in my heart, this figure doesn't look like a walking corpse, his steps are steady, and his waist is very straight, right?

I kind of regretted taking this road, there was not even something to hide on the side of the road, and I couldn't hide it if I wanted to.

As a last resort, I adjusted my pace a little to make me more like one of those bastard zombies rather than a new generation of walking corpses with independent minds that were not under the control of the Lich King.

As I got closer, my heart beat faster and faster - even though it was rotten now, I could feel it beating.

I guess it's because I'm too nervous!

"Don't be Alsace!"

I muttered silently in my heart, but the pace of my feet remained the same, and I didn't think that a Death Knight would hold a low-level walking corpse for questioning.

Finally, I saw him for what he really was.

He's not Death Knight Arthas, he's just a low-level walking corpse like me, and he's not as agile as me.

However, the walking corpse seemed to have just died, and the decomposition under his shirt was not severe, and I didn't even smell any pungent odor from him.

The two of us staggered by, and he just sniffed hard in the air, then missed me and walked in the other direction.

"Whew! There was a false alarm, and I said, I'm so passive and slacking off, how can I still meet Alsace! I patted my chest, exhaled a breath of heat, and sighed in my heart.

However, just as I was breathing a sigh of relief, a voice reached my ears.

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