The mages of Dalaran didn't like Sinjid when they first saw him. Although everyone had been told before he came that there would be a not-so-kind alchemist who was going to join the room, and they even prepared for an alchemist who studied dark magic, what appeared in front of them was a madman who had been ravaged by chemicals.

Or a madman who speaks wildly with one mouth.

One mage thought Sinjid was bluffing, so he deliberately pointed to a test tube: "Look, that's what you want." ”

Then Sinjid walked over, pulled the cork from it, leaned in and sniffed it.

The mage mocked, "Why don't you drink it?" ”

Then Sinjid poured the plague liquid into his mouth and swallowed it to the mage's astonishment, smacking his lips as if it were really a delicious drink.

Faraniel said in horror, "What have you done, Holy Light! That's a real plague stock solution! ”

Sinjid gave his trademark evil grin and stared at Faranier, "Do you think I really think it's a harmless drink?" ”

"You're going to be a zombie! Lunatic! The mage who had mocked him before was scared and regretful, he had no idea that he was completely mentally ill. How could there be such a completely irrational person under His Excellency Jiang Weihan?

Seeing that the wood was ready, Faranir stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Listen to me, Mr. Sinjid. Do you know what your actions represent? In a few hours, twenty-four hours at most, you'll be like that—" He pointed to a ghoul in the distance, locked in chains, their real object. "To be on the safe side, we will use coercive measures to keep you in custody so that you don't pose a threat to those around you."

"Should I be frightened?" Sinjid asked sharply, throwing his shield aside, laughing and reaching out to pat Faranire on the shoulder, but the mage took two steps back guardedly, "You don't have to worry, contact is not contagious, and I haven't mutated yet." I think I'll have more than three hours to mutate at the earliest, so hurry up and let me help you crack the recipe for the plague virus. ”

Faraniel was stunned, not knowing what to do. Could it be that the "helper" sent by His Excellency Jiang Weihan, who is on an equal footing with the ** master Antonidas, is this how he helps?

He couldn't understand the man in front of him. At this time, someone called the ** division Dredon, and Faraniel secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he really couldn't communicate with this madman normally.

"I heard that you drank 10 ml of the plague stock solution directly?" Dreyden looked Sinjid up and down, but he didn't show obvious disgust, "You're such a crazy fellow, aren't you afraid of becoming a ghoul?" ”

Sinjid smiled horribly, "Any new potion has a fatal attraction to me, and I can't resist the smell of them - don't worry so much, even if I do become a zombie, I will continue to be loyal to my commander and will not be dominated by others." Now, let's get to work! ”

Later, the members of the room were surprised to find that the madman did not appear to be infected. It is well known that the most obvious change in the body of an infected person is the appearance of black spots on the tongue coating, but Sinjid did not produce this change. In the follow-up observation, he did not feel unwell. Because in the process of mutation, the infected person will be in extreme pain, foaming at the mouth and even bleeding. But Sinjid has always been normal.

The mages had to admit that this madman did have the capital of madness - he seemed to be completely immune to the plague venom.

Since Jiang Weihan pointed out that he wanted to analyze the formula of the plague, Dredden and his real room have probably delineated the medicinal ingredients of the plague venom within fifty materials after various tests. All that's left is to remove more distractions and unravel the real constituent material.

Sinjid's arrival greatly accelerated this part. He tasted the delineated ingredients one by one, then compared them with the plague venom he had drunk, and quickly eliminated the parts that were not venom. Especially after the Prince of Arthas brought back a large amount of plague venom, with such a madman who used his body to test the medicinal properties, the analysis work progressed rapidly.

Now everyone in the alchemy room is both respectful and afraid of this crazy alchemist. This seemingly evil man is carrying out the most righteous cause.

Sure enough, there was never a weak person under the black-haired commander.

……

Jiang Weihan invited Uther, Ferdin, and Dasohan to his room, and told them that Wayne had found the traitor lurking.

"Who is it? I'm going to catch him! The hot-tempered Da Sohan immediately stood up.

Jiang Weihan was a little unable to speak, he motioned to Wayne and let her speak.

"It's Gavinrad Doom."

Wayne's name made the three paladins pale. Da Sohan couldn't stand on his feet, and his body was shaky.

"How is that possible!" Fording was horrified, "He's our good brother, a great paladin!" ”

Wayne said ruthlessly, "I did sense the demonic aura in him, if you can't find another explanation, please don't rush to defend him." ”

"Why, why would it be him." Dasohan slumped back in his chair, his fingers digging into his hair, muttering to himself in distraction.

Uther's voice trembled with the confusion of his breath: "Let the Holy Light tell us the answer!" ”

Nasrezm is one of the main races in the Burning Legion. They are extremely evil, possess great psychic powers, and are difficult to kill. They enjoy the negativity of intelligent beings, and are adept at using them to control the minds of their enemies.

The Dreadlords are the most powerful beings in the Nasrezm clan, and they are even more adept at using their abilities, and even the powerful warrior of the Pantheon, Sargeras, has finally fallen under their influence.

The hearts of mortals are always filled with all kinds of desires/desires. The Dreadlord exploits these human weaknesses to control his goals in a simple and effective way. In the battle to encircle and suppress the Psychic Academy, it was precisely because of the utilitarianism of Batheras and the emotional entanglement between Arthas and Gianna that Malganis was able to play with them lightly.

Because this time involved a powerful first paladin, the deputy commander of the Silver Hand, and a personal disciple of Archbishop Fao, Uther had to invite the already weak Archbishop Fao out. Although the old man could not bear to see the depravity of his disciples, he did not want to be in the midst of blindness.

Fao could not hide his grief as he had sent off his best disciple, Tulayan, years ago, and watched him lead his troops into the Dark Gate. Today, when he is about to die, do you want to send another disciple away with your own hands?

Uther originally intended to define this operation as "internal purge of traitors", but Archbishop Fao specifically called Jiang Weihan and the Judgment Angel Kyle, and it seemed that he had some special intentions.

Saidan Dasohan was the first to burst into Gavin Rad's room. He seemed to have recovered a lot, and he had been lying in bed two days ago with uncertainty about his life and death, but now he was able to sit up and look at the official documents sent by the day with one hand.

Seeing him come in, Gavin Rad said happily: "Will you come to get the official document, my brother, I still have two copies here that I haven't finished reading, and it will take about ten minutes." ”

"No, I'm here to see you." Dassault said in a deep voice.

Then Uther and Furding walked in with Archbishop Fao in their arms. Gavinrad was stunned and hurriedly said, "Teacher, you are not in good health, so you don't need to come to see me in person." You see, I've recovered a lot! ”

"No, I have to come," Fao waved his hand to let go of himself, and he propped up his cane and stared at Gavinrad Doom, his fifth personal disciple.

Gavinrad was a little unaccustomed to this straight gaze, and asked strangely, "What's the matter, teacher?" ”

Fao looked at Gavin Rad in front of him, but he thought of the loyal and reliable paladin in his mind.

When the orcs captured Stormwind, Gavinrad traveled to Lordaeron with Anduin Lothar, the regent of the Kingdom of Azeroth. On the recommendation of Sir Lothar, the knight of Stormwind had the honor of becoming the fifth paladin baptized by Archbishop Fao. He fought valiantly in the wars with the Horde, with great merit, and was a completely loyal and reliable knight.

After the war, he did not return to Stormwind with King Varian, but chose to stay in Lordaeron, in the Knights of the Silver Hand, and continue to fulfill his sacred duty as a paladin to defend the Alliance.

"I remember Gavenrad Doom, when I personally baptized him and witnessed him become a noble paladin. 'Doom' is the name I gave him. He is an upright, brave, and totally trustworthy paladin, my dearest disciple. ”

Archbishop Fao looked at the person in front of him who represented Gavinrad's identity, but said something that would sound incomprehensible to a normal person.

"Behind this name, it represents countless heroic battles, countless scars and honors, and the trust and love of countless people." The archbishop's voice was palpable with grief, and his eyes had begun to glisten with tears.

"Teacher, am I not right in front of you?" Gavinrad asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"No, his noble soul has left this body. There is only one terrible demon that occupies it! The archbishop glanced at him with a wistful look, and tears finally slipped down. He turned to the three disciples and said, "Do it, don't let it continue to tarnish this sacred name!" ”

"I really didn't expect you, an old man who is about to die, to see through my disguise." Gavinrad spoke with amazement, "So, did you see your own death?" ”

The demon who occupied Gavinrad's body grabbed a short sword with his badly mutilated left arm and stabbed the archbishop in the heart from behind.

"No!"