Zhu Xing put the wooden toy engraved with the word Tailan's hammer back into the wooden box, and then put it into his storage space, and then he stepped on the war horse again and galloped away......

This time, the direction Zhu Xing is heading to is the northeast!

Because, after all, this is the real Eastern Plague Land, there is no panoramic map, and there is no task guide plug-in to help, and the place Zhu Xing is looking for is a waterhole, and this East Plague Land, because it is adjacent to the Sodomir River, therefore, not only there are many undulating hills here, but even there are a lot of large and small lakes, so it gives him quite a headache!

For Zhu Xing, his headache is not to mention that there are many of these waterholes and lakes, but because he has to dive into the lake pools, if this place has not been corrupted by the undead plague, and has not been made by the undead plague into a cursed place that is forbidden by normal creatures, then he really doesn't mind sneaking and swimming in these lakes, although there are no bikini beauties to catch the eye, but the cool lake water is still very comfortable.

However, now it is different!

Ever since Zhu Xing gritted his teeth and jumped into a dark green stinky liquid that was as thick as a pulp and churned with blisters from time to time, and swam for a while, but he didn't find anything, he couldn't go far from these things, and he could encounter an identical pool filled with a dark green viscous liquid with a fishy and unpleasant smell, and he was disgusted from the bottom of his heart!

However, there was no way, and in order to obtain the thing that he had to obtain in his mission, he had to dive to the bottom of the eastern plague land, in the northeast of the plague land, all of which were filled with the worst and worst water comparable to the Celestial Empire, and then search it carefully......

For Zhu Xing. He'd rather go and fight the most disgusting undead creatures for hundreds of rounds. He didn't want to jump into these pools!

When Zhu Xing climbed ashore from the sixth pool. But when he was still empty-handed, he was already about to get out of his anger, although the platinum holy light covered by his body made him not be stained by the water bodies eroded and corrupted by these undead plagues, but jumping into it to play diving, it was not your body but your spirit that was tested, whether you could withstand this disgusting impact!

Wait until Zhu Xing frowned. Clenched his teeth, the flesh and skin on his face were twisted, but when he saw the seventh pool, he still slowly walked to the water's edge, took a deep breath, and then urged the platinum holy light to the maximum, forming a white-gold ball of light outside his body, enveloping him, and then. Zhu Xing jumped into this seventh pool......

When Zhu Xingqiang endured the discomfort in his heart, he dived to the bottom. He began to search, and when he searched all the way to the middle ground, he was shocked to find a banner with the pattern on this flag, which was the emblem of the Knights of the Silver Hand! Seeing this one lying quietly at the bottom of the water, with broken edges and some large and small hollows on the surface, it was obvious that it was a flag that had been thrown into the water very early......

Seeing this flag, Zhu Xing's originally extremely depressed mood was swept away, this banner of the Silver Hand Knights was what he was looking for!

Zhu Xing swam over quickly, picked up the tattered flag, and then put it into his storage space as well, as a result, he went ashore as fast as he could, and then left.

In fact, there is no threat in these waterholes, at most the water quality is corrupted by the undead plague, which is highly poisonous, and there are some organisms in the water, but in these small waterholes, there are no strong aquatic creatures. In fact, for Zhu Xing, the biggest threat is actually these things that have turned into dark green viscous liquid, which is really disgusting!

Just like the smoky, stinking mud in the well, even if you wear the most closed protective suit, jump into the stinky mud and look for something, even if you dare to go down, your mood will definitely not be good.

As Zhu Xing moved away from this waterhole-dotted area, the twisted flesh and skin on his face returned to its original state, and although he jumped seven waterholes in a row, Zuihou was fortunate to find the banner of the Knights of the Silver Hand that had been discarded by Tyran Ferdin's own hands!

Thinking of the banner of the Knights of the Silver Hand lying quietly underwater, soaked by the filthy and filthy stinky water, Zhu Xing couldn't help but shake his head, if he had found his favorite toy wooden hammer buried by the young Tailan under the mound next to the tomb of Fording before, it represented that Tailan buried his most beautiful childhood memories next to the tombstone of his father, who was not dead, but would never be zaijian, then, this flag of the Knights of the Silver Hand, which was corroded and tattered, It means that Tyran, who has successfully awakened the power of the Holy Light and joined the Knights of the Silver Hand, has abandoned his glory as a paladin of the Knights of the Silver Hand!

"It seems that Uther's death has indeed caused unspeakable damage to this famous Knights of the Silver Hand!"

Zhu Xing, who had already ridden his horse far away, couldn't help but turn his head to look back at the area with many waterholes, and whispered to himself.

Zhu Xing knew that when Andohar fought in the first battle, Arthas, who had become a death knight, used the magic sword in his hand. After Frostmourn' killed his teacher, Uther, the Lightbringer of Light who was also the head of the Knights of the Silver Hand, the entire Knights of the Silver Hand was torn apart, but Tyran Fording was still doing his best because of his father's teachings, he felt that the Knights of the Silver Hand had the imprint of his father, so he didn't want to see the Knights of the Silver Hand fall apart and no longer be the name of the Knights of the Silver Hand!

Therefore, since the defeat of Andohar, Tyran Ferding has guarded this battle flag of the Knights of the Silver Hand, all the way to the battle, and finally he was forced by the endless Scourge Legion into the North Valley in the northeast of the Eastern Plague Land just now, that is, the place where Zhu Xing picked up this battle flag from the area dotted with waterholes, there, Tyran used all his liliang and resisted Zuihou, but, Until the battle banner of the Knights of the Silver Hand, which never fell, was thrown into the filthy and filthy waterhole, and allowed to be eroded by the foul and filthy stinky water, under this banner that Tyran hoped in his heart, the Knights of the Silver Hand still did not appear, so Tyran couldn't help but ask himself, "The leader is dead, and the Knights of the Silver Hand are still alive, but what is the point of this?" ”

Never again, as before, where this battle flag was erected, is where the Knights of the Silver Hand are headed!

This battle flag of the Knights of the Silver Hand was erected in the North Valley for a whole day, but even when the sun rose the next day, the exhausted and scarred Tylan still did not see the comrades of the Knights of the Silver Hand who had charged into battle and were unstoppable!

Tyran is tired!

Tyran is desperate!

In the end, a disheartened Tyran, personally discarded the battle banner of the Silver Hand Knights that he swore to protect forever in the dirty, filthy, smelly and foul-smelling pool, and let it slowly fall to the bottom of the pool......

Tyran abandoned the Knights of the Silver Hand.

Tyran also threw away his glory.

Tyran even knew all the memories of the Knights of the Silver Hand with that banner.

When Tyran left this land soaked in the hot blood of paladins in every inch, when Tyran left this land full of paladins who were like him who insisted on guarding a ray of hope for the Knights of the Silver Hand, Tyran was no longer the same Tyran.

Zhu Xing knew what a glorious and tragic story there was in that obscure land, so he would rather endure the greatest disgust and the heaviest nausea in his heart, and simply jumped into seven filthy and filthy stinky pools in a row, salvaging this battle flag that carried the hope of the Silver Hand Knights, and at the same time Zuihou's despair!

This dilapidated battle flag represents Tylan's most passionate memory, and at the same time, it is also one of the important props in this series of missions.

Now, the place where Zhu Xing is going is to find a piece of the puzzle for Zuihou, which is also the most important thing in this series of tasks. (To be continued......)