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The gates of Stratholme.

Oscar patted his brother Durin on the shoulder and sighed.

"When you return to Ironforge, bring my letter to my mother, and when the world will accept the Death Knight, I will go back to see you. ”

Durin put the letter away and nodded at his brother.

After meeting his brother and having a long conversation, he also made a decision: quit the adventurer business, return to Ironforge Castle to become a blacksmith apprentice, and open his own blacksmith shop after graduation.

"Don't learn from me, Doolin. Don't even think about surpassing me, it's not that I exalt myself or look down on you, it's that the life of an adventurer is not for you at all. ”

"What I did, all my experiences, my strength and mentality were not the main reasons, but luck. So believe me, go back to Ironforge, take care of my mother, and be an ordinary and happy dwarf. ”

Oscar took out another spatial ring and stuffed it into his brother, which was filled with a large amount of gold coins and strange items he had earned during his time as an adventurer.

"This gold coin can be used as your start-up capital, and the various items in it can be put to good use, and you can open the largest and most famous blacksmith shop in Ironforge Castle!"

Saying goodbye to his brother, Durin follows his team of Okuyama adventurers all the way south, just in time to go to Ironforge to replenish various supplies and weapons, where Durin will leave the group and return to ordinary life.

Before leaving, the head of the European Emperor looked at Oscar excitedly and excitedly.

"I actually saw the fiery landlord himself, and I have to escort his own brother home, haha! I have another show off capital!"

Oscar pursed his lips, "Come on, Lao Tzu is no longer an adventurer, let alone a fiery landlord." Now that you newcomers are well established, don't forget to help those low-level adventurers who were just like you. ”

Emperor Ou nodded violently, he decided to return to Ironforge to go to the tavern to brag for three days and three nights.

Without the outsiders of Stratholme, the interior is still not very peaceful.

The undead in the middle and lower levels are repairing the city of the dead in ruins day and night, while the upper ones are starting a new round of infighting.

The black witch Farina was captured and put in a cage.

The reason is that this cunning and treacherous black witch tried to empty Oscar's power, and after many failed attempts, she tried to mind control Oscar, but was stopped by the lump of flesh from the ancient god Cthulhu that Oscar was carrying in his arms.

Oscar was not a bad guy who was willing to suffer, and he immediately led the Death Knights into the city occupied by Farina's Cursed Sect, and a casualty clash ensued.

After killing and wounding a group of Cursed Cultists, Farina, who tried to resist to the end, was severely injured by Oscar's depraved dust bringer. This weapon, which had been transformed by the Titans and had fallen with its owner, was not far from the level of an artifact, but it was not far off.

North the plaguebringer originally wanted to help his sweetheart resist Oscar's attack, but after thinking about it, he decided to use the means of communication.

Although North's love for Falina was somewhat blind and irrational, he was by no means an idiot, otherwise he would not have been able to study the many varieties of plague.

So when facing other things, North is still very smart, he knows that he and Falina are now few and weak, and they are by no means the opponents of Oscar, the former Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. So he decided to wait for Oscar's anger to subside, and then have a good conversation.

North is also full of helplessness for Farina, who is filled with power, but his love for this cold woman overwhelms Farina's shortcomings.

In the dungeon of the Scarlet Zone, Oscar pulled a stool and sat in front of the cell door, looking at Falina who was locked inside.

"I knew you stinky bitch was going to play tricks, I haven't seen any big winds and waves! When Lao Tzu and Deathwing fought off at the top of the Tirisfarda glade, your grandmother was still an apprentice!"

Falina glanced at the dwarf disdainfully, and did not say anything, but sat on the wooden bed in the cell to recuperate from her injuries.

Seeing that the witch didn't cooperate at all, Oscar was not annoyed, and continued to speak: "Do you know why Lao Tzu learned about your little trick so easily? Haha, you will soon regret kneeling in front of Lao Tzu and begging for mercy." ”

The walls of the dungeon began to twist, gradually turning into a wriggling wall of twisted flesh, and eyes emerged from the walls, staring coldly at the black witch Farina from all sides.

Falina jumped to her feet in horror, and he felt the ground turn into this disgusting wriggling lump of flesh in front of him.

"Let me out, you goddamn dwarven bastard!"

The witch pounded the door hard, and Oscar ignored it, turning and disappearing around the corner of the stairs.

"Enjoy a massage from Cthulhu, haha. ”

The underneath the Scarlet Zone of Stratholme has been filled with a portion of Cthulhu's body, and is still spreading throughout the city. If this kind of Undercity-like defense is used well, Oscar can instantly know the source of every unexpected situation or mood swing in the city.

Of course, it is not without a price for the ancient god Cthulhu to do this.

The power of life and death in the entire city has changed hands since a portion of Cthulhu's flesh burrowed into the ground.

As long as Hu Feng wants, these cities occupied by Cthulhu can be reduced to ruins with no survivors in a day, or they can make life in the city crazy and irrational in a short period of time.

But Oscar didn't mind that, and he didn't think about going against the Titan god or having any conflict anyway.

He just didn't want to be under Sylvanas, to endure the torture of that every day. He knew very well that the Banshee King had a great grudge against him.

South of the continent, Stormwind.

Recently, Stormwind City is immersed in a grand festive atmosphere every day.

The wedding of King Varian and future Queen Tiffin is about to take place, and the emissaries are already on their way to Stormwind for the wedding.

Old King Ryan and Lothar also returned to Stormwind ahead of schedule, and were currently in the throne hall of Stormwind Fortress listening to Varian's report on all aspects of the Stormwind Kingdom.

"Very well, Varian, the kingdom of Stormwind is growing stronger under your rule. Of course, the Grand Duke of Berval and... Well, although I don't want to admit it, there is also the female dragon of Countess Katrana, and the two of them handle the internal affairs of the kingdom in an orderly manner. ”

Lothar sat on the soft-fur table, nodded, and laughed.

"Although we all know that you are a strong warrior, you must at least leave a few wars for Wendthor and them to fight, otherwise what use do you want this generalissimo. ”

Varian smiled awkwardly.

"Uh... Okay, Uncle Lothar. But I always feel that after I get married, it's not much chance that I just want to go to the personal recruitment. ”

"It's good that you know, haha. Lothar got up and jumped off the table and patted Varian on the shoulder.

"By the way, have you thought of the child's name? Although I know it's a bit early to say this, but as a descendant of the royal family... ”

Varian nodded suddenly.

"Of course, my future child ... The word of the prince is called Anduin, the word of the princess... I haven't figured it out yet. ”

Ryan also laughed at this time: "Princess, don't think about it, Lord Divine Venerable has already predicted the future, and your child will definitely be a boy." ”

"Anduin Ureon. ”

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