Putting aside the small unhappiness caused by the equipment problems on the whole road, it should be said that the environment in the Cavern of Orginny is still more than better than the Mana Mausoleum.

After all, it can be seen from the number of graves inside that the former is at least a large group of mausoleums that can only be entered by people with a certain status, while the latter is just a slightly more elaborate cemetery......

Because of this, the number of other monsters in the Orginny Crypt is significantly less than that of the Mana Mausoleum.

Not because the monsters' combat power has decreased, but because the number and combat effectiveness of the Draenei in the crypt seem to be good - if you look closely, you can see the bones of monsters everywhere around the corners of the passage and on some of the more complex terrain.

It seems that even after being undead, these Draenei at least retain the consciousness of defending their territory - although in some way, their defenses are a little excessive.

Even if Lu De and the others don't seem to be Draenei, but Coulch is still okay, right?

Since you started to fight directly with a knife as soon as you came up, what about the bloody plot?

The one over there who said no, stand up, and promise to throw you under some undisciplined young lady, so that you can experience what the dark years are......

But even the grandest buildings will have an end.

When the tortuous hall finally ended in the grand dome, Lu De and the others finally saw the only storage zài that could be called "living creature" in the Auginny Crypt.

Archbishop Maladal, level 67 humanoid (elite). Life 42951, magic 37429

"Somebody got in here...... Let me see...... A Delaney? How long has it been since I saw my own kind? ”

Surprisingly, the archbishop at least retained his normal communication skills, and did not come up and act like the other Draenei undead encountered.

"Uncle, what are you doing here alone?"

Coulch, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, bluntly voiced his question.

Considering his attributes, it seems that it may not be normal to do it in a different way...... Probably.

Uncle's World...... We don't understand.

"What am I doing here, don't you understand as a fellow clan?"

The archbishop's voice was calm and his face was solemn.

"Of course I do, uncle! But this is a place where only our dead compatriots will stay, how can you, a living person, stay here? ”

"Dead. Oh, yes. All dead...... Our compatriots, our civilization, our history...... All of them were wiped out in the brutality of the orcs! ”

Malada's voice was raised high, and there was an irrepressible indignation in his tone.

"Maybe you don't know for a while. But. We are the users of the Shadows. Bidding farewell to the souls of our kindred is our most sacred task - can you understand the powerlessness of your fellow citizens when more and more of your fellow citizens are crying before your eyes with anger, sorrow and unwillingness? ”

"You don't understand. You don't understand anything...... I don't blame you because you've never experienced this qiē! ”

"We tried to defuse the negativity of our fellow citizens with grief and the same resentment, but it was so much – that we could not afford it ourselves, and I watched my fellow pastors commit suicide because they could not afford the desolation of the dark messages...... So, I had an epiphany! ”

Archbishop Delaney's voice turned soft.

But this is just the beginning of the storm.

"I decided that it was the right choice not to suppress the anger of those compatriots, but to let them unleash it fully! For those who wish to continue to fulfill their wishes, we have resurrected them using spiritism and temporarily placed them in the underground space of Orgini, so that they can familiarize themselves with their bodies and build up their strength, ready to one day take revenge on the orcs......"

"But the resurrected people are attacking us! Are they all stupid? ”

Coulch's unrelenting attitude allowed him to take another solid step on the road to the banner of death.

"Attacking you? No, it can't be, and if it happens, it's only because you attacked them - you attacked them? How dare you attack your own people? ”

A flash of madness flashed in Malada's eyes.

(Another tragic figure driven mad by his own responsibilities and facts...... ）”

At this point, the ins and outs of the entire history can be almost sorted out.

A few years ago, perhaps not too long, the Draenei's population gradually experienced mass deaths due to war and some unknown cause, and as a bishop who guided souls to the afterlife, Maladar felt that his own strength was no longer able to cope with similar catastrophic events, and that his own people could finally leave this world in a relatively peaceful state.

In desperation, the archbishop made a decision that could be called crazy.

-- Since it is impossible to fulfill the ordinary wishes of our compatriots, it is better to try to preserve the last bit of their energy and try to fulfill their wishes in the process of eternal life after death, rather than leaving the world with regret and unwillingness.

However, as the resurrected Draenei became more and more irrational, the spirit of the archbishop, who could not escape, gradually collapsed.

"You executioners! Demon! I want to take revenge on you on behalf of my dead compatriots! ”

Shouting tragic slogans, Malada's camp quickly changed from neutral yellow to crimson with strong hostility, and the staff in his hand was raised high.

"If you can't say it, you'll start fighting?"

There was clearly more contempt in Mary's tone than normal.

"I can't make people feel sorry for him at all, really!"

“…… This is already a good table, you know? ”

For the girl's exclamation, Lu De said Alexander.

Since the game began, the attitudes of NPCs have changed so much that it has become one of the compulsory lessons for players.

- After all, the guy who stores Zài's kind of eyes will be rewarded, and he also has NPCs that will not cause any problems even if he touches them, and how to quickly and clearly distinguish and respond from the two is a basic and advanced skill that every player must really master!

"Ah......?"

Obviously, Mary hadn't figured out what was going on from Ludd's statement.

In other words, under the "good" protection of Beneditas and perhaps with the special care of the black belly, it should be said that the girl herself has not yet experienced for herself where the real hardships of this world and the loss of discipline lie......

"The sleep of the dead must not be disturbed!"

The shadow energy around Maladar trembled, and a huge phantom fifty percent taller than him appeared behind him.

(Incarnation of the Martyr: Level 67 Elite, Life 69214)

"Call a helper when you come up, this guy looks very strange, huh?"

One only needs to look at the giant one-handed sword in the hands of the avatar to guess that Maladar himself is more inclined to magic, and the avatar will shoulder the important duty of the meat shield, protecting the archbishop himself in the rear with various skills.

"What a nasty breath ......"

The red dragon girl's delicate nose shrank slightly.

"It feels like there's a smell of death coming out of him, but it doesn't look like it's abnormal at all, it's really strange......"

In other words, the present archbishop seems to be in a special state between the dead and the undead.

However, if you use your brain a little, you should be able to almost agree with this idea.

After all, it had been a long time since Oakington had been abandoned, and since then, a violent explosion had once again painted a new wound on the ill-fated land.

And the archbishop, who is in the middle of the food chain, naturally has to meet the basic physiological needs of living beings.

Eating.

You know, Maladar had to consume a considerable amount more than the others every day to preserve his body - the problem was that a considerable number of druids did not go to the corresponding food chain for many reasons, which meant that the archbishop could not receive supplies for a longer and longer interval.

Of course, if Maladal was a magician, then the lack of food would be more than agreeable.

As long as you need the latest version of the water-making technique, you can enjoy a considerable amount of replenishment anytime and anywhere!

So here's the question:

If Maladar couldn't get enough food, how could he keep his life alive and still have enough food for himself and still be able to get in touch with the elements? (To be continued......)