Wu Xin walked a distance forward, and the more he walked, the more frightened he became, why, because Wu Xin was surprised to find that the architectural style and street settings here were simply a copy of Stratholme, except for the tall palace castle in the innermost part, the surrounding scenes were the same as those in Stratholme. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Wu Xin is a little confused about the current situation, it stands to reason that even if the architectural style in this world is basically the same as in World of Warcraft, but why don't you need to pull in all the buildings in that unlucky place, just add a palace castle in the city on the original map of Stratholme, which has become the capital of the Snowy Kingdom?

Wu Xin felt that he had been tricked, such a rough job, even he who had always been lazy couldn't do it. And obviously, when he was outside the city before, Wu Xin saw the appearance of Stratholme in a normal state, because it was very different from the familiar place that Wu Xin came into contact with in the Warcraft, so he didn't recognize it for a while, but at this moment Wu Xin looked back at the gate he had bypassed, and he recognized it almost instantly that this was the front door in Stratholme's copy, and he even clearly remembered that at the now empty T-shaped entrance, there should have been three NPCs, one was the master craftsman, Wilhelm, a horse team manager Bruce Stonehammer, and the other was the crusader commander Erigor DawnbringerBut in this world, there will be no three people in the World of Warcraft, but will be replaced by the ghosts of three transparent ordinary soldiers, the huge steel fence of the city gate tightly closed on the ground, and there are many zombies roaming around there. On the ground, groups of corpses lay on them, each with painful expressions.

The red fire cloud in the sky was burning, and the huge house that was still burning in the distance, the black stone bricks were full of dark red scorch marks, obviously the traces left by blood and flames, suddenly, Wu Xin's eyes were in front of him, and a figure appeared beside him out of thin air, and then walked directly through Wu Xin's body to his back, and when Wu Xin reacted, the figure had gradually walked into the distance, and just now Wu Xin clearly noticed that this ghost still maintained the appearance in front of him, and seemed to continue the peaceful life before his life。

"Hey...... That one...... Can you hear me......" Wu Xin pretended to be calm and shouted at the ghost, Wu Xin, who had not intended to get any response, unexpectedly found that the ghost seemed to be shocked after hearing his own shout, and then slowly turned around, revealing an incredible expression.

Then the ghost actually strode towards Wu Xin, and opened his mouth from time to time, as if he was talking to him about something, but Wu Xin didn't hear any sound, except for the crackling flame burning sound in his ears, and the unconscious roars and chewing sounds of those undead monsters.

After finding out that Wu Xin really couldn't hear his own words, the ghost seemed to be very anxious, so he made a gesture to follow me and took the lead in walking towards the city, Wu Xin was naturally not afraid that this ghost had any malice or intentions towards him, but because the other party was a ghost, he could easily pass through the large number of zombies and ghouls wandering on the King's Square, but Wu Xin couldn't, so he could only slowly follow the ghost, while cutting the guys who rushed towards him into two pieces, while checking this familiar place。

Wu Xin never thought that he would walk in this place that resembles Stratholme one day, and he also crushed the monsters here with an extremely powerful force, thinking that when he practiced the trumpet back then, he walked cautiously, for fear that he would accidentally attract too many monsters and be beaten to death by the group. He walked under a protruding wooden attic and looked left and right at the parting road. I saw the ghost walking towards the market area to his left. And I clearly know that behind the arch bridge on the right is a road called the Festival Trail. It's a bit longer than the one on the left, but it also leads to the market area.

The ghost seemed to find Wu Xin standing in a daze, so he stopped, and waved his arms to want Wu Xin to continue to follow him, after Wu Xin came back to his senses, seeing this scene, he couldn't help but think that he was very much like the protagonist in some horror movies, and he would follow the ghost to keep drilling into the zombie pile, and Wu Xin obviously found that behind the ghost in the distance there was a huge body, and he was shaking all over his body with the green plague of sewing and abomination.

"That's going to be the case...... This is too lazy, isn't it, you really got this monster into this terrifying world?" Wu Xin opened his mouth wide, extremely speechless, I don't know why, even the monsters that appear here are similar to those in the World of Warcraft, and first the ghouls and gargoyles before, and then the current abomination and those little mice grinning at themselves, Wu Xin even suspected that he had crossed into the World of Warcraft from time to time.

The sewing abomination had obviously discovered Wu Xin, who was probing his brain here, holding the huge kitchen knife in his left hand, dragging a hook with an iron chain in his right hand, and a short arm holding a sickle on his back, twisting his huge figure that was sewn up like rags, and ran towards Wu Xin, his mouth still flowing with the green disgusting saliva from time to time, exuding bursts of foul smell.

Today's Wu Xin is no longer as afraid of this strange plague as before. After devouring the purifying power of Rifalt's life fire, Wu Xin's demonic power has also become more perfect, and he is already not afraid of these plagues, but the other party is too ugly, and it is too ugly, it is simply a pile of rotten meat that can move. Therefore, Wu Xin, who was hindered by psychological disorders, directly lifted a dry old tree next to him, and smashed it directly towards the moving pollution source, where is Wu Xin's strength at this time that this ordinary patchwork monster can bear, at best, it is more powerful, and it is just carrying the plague. Only under Wu Xin's smash, it became rotten meat scattered all over the place.

Then Wu Xin covered his nose and walked towards the market area, with an expression that it was none of my business, it was it that provoked me. Originally, Wu Xin also planned to look for the corpses of these monsters to see what equipment had dropped, but this was not a game after all, and there was nothing of value left except for the pile of rotten stinky meat.