The battle of the strong on the other side of the world did not cause the slightest change for Lordaeron, which was under the ravages of natural disasters. Although the fate of a certain character in the future has been distorted to a certain extent because of the prominence of a certain butterfly, it is not worth mentioning for the entire present world.

On the fourth day of the fall of Lordaeron, on the passage to the central Lordaeron.

The huge army of 130,000 people, like a turbulent Yangtze River, stretched from one end of the horizon to the other in an orderly manner, with no end in sight. However, apart from the neighing of the horses from time to time, and the faint crying, such a large number of troops could not hear the slightest noise.

It was a decaying army that had lost its soul, and despair spread in the body of every sergeant.

"It's a terrible sight, and the plague is truly terrible. Yang Long sighed softly and looked at the corpses of various creatures scattered along the road, where there were humans, undead, beasts, domestic animals, and so on.

From being injured and exhausted to surviving the dangerous period and waking up, it took Yang Long several days, and when he opened his eyes, he was already in the middle of the four major legions. Bridget, a girl that Yang Long intended to save, finally played her role, and several people finally got timely rescue in a desperate situation.

From Bridget's mouth, Yang Long roughly understood a series of things that happened when he passed out. Knowing that Steve and Regan had all died, he was a little regretful. Especially after seeing the current situation of the Tirisfal Woodland, Yang Long felt even more regretful.

The once most powerful kingdom of mankind had already suffered a fatal blow, and under such circumstances, a tenth-order powerhouse had become a precious combat power. Lordaeron, who has lost an adequate reserve base, no longer has the ability to continue to provide high-level and top-level powerhouses.

It seems that there are now more than 100,000 people, and they are stationed in Lordaeron in the east, on several frontiers, and there are several legions of about five or six hundred thousand people. However, the difference from the past is that now there is one less death for these professionals.

Needless to say, high-level and top-level professionals, even if their status was almost equivalent to cannon fodder in the past, and a large number of middle and low-level professionals needed time to accumulate, and what Lordaeron lacked most now was time.

"What about Francis? He's not going to die. Putting aside the chaotic thoughts for the time being, Yang Long retracted his gaze and looked at Bridget, who was sitting in the same carriage, and asked in a cold tone.

Because of the previous conscious approach to Bridget, Yang Long's position in this girl's heart has reached a very important point. So after being rescued, Bridget took care of him almost unclothed, and it can be said that Yang Long was able to gradually improve so quickly, which is inseparable from the girl's tireless work.

"Mr. Francis is a top-tier powerhouse and has a strong resistance to the plague. However, the kind of energy in his body made him often lose his mind and become chaotic and crazy, so the priesthood had already controlled him and was ready to use the holy light to heal him little by little. ”

Bridget bowed her head a little shyly to answer Yang Long's question, I don't know why, after experiencing a desperate situation a few days ago, this girl is like a different person, she looks cold to everyone, and only by facing Yang Long alone will she return to her former little girl temperament.

"Well, that kind of energy is really troublesome. Yang Long felt the tingling sensation coming from his body, and nodded approvingly: "I heard that I also went crazy once shortly after I was saved?"

After a few days of recovery, most of Yang Long's injuries were fully recovered under the treatment of the priest. Only the mass of energy emitted by the death warrior who drew blood was still entrenched in his body like an immortal Xiaoqiang.

And the energy of Yang Long's whole body is also still constantly strangling these energies, and with the help of the holy light that occasionally appears in Yang Long's body and is consumed, he believes that it will not take half a month to completely remove this mass of xenomorphic energy.

In the past few days, Yang Long has heard some Abydis family daughters say that when he went crazy, he was almost destroyed by humanity, not only almost killed Bridget, who was caught off guard, but finally escaped a catastrophe and woke up and got better when the girl was forced to die.

During the period, in order to prevent Yang Long from being investigated for a while, resulting in Yang Long being downcast by some people, Bridget was like a personal slave girl, staying in Yang Long's carriage all the time, as a girl who had not been out of the cabinet, such behavior has caused many people to break their words.

However, even with all the assurances and vows of all kinds to separate the two of them, including the great general Abydis, Britst did not flinch even the slightest. And Yang Long had already woken up as early as the next day, and in the past few days, Yang Long who should have watched and not watched it has watched it again.

"No, really!" Bridget reassured with a blushing face, as if she was a little scared of her sweetheart. Looking at Yang Long's faint eyes and his expression of not believing what she said at all, the girl hurriedly changed the topic: "Bin, what do you want to eat in a while? I'll help you make it." ”

Shaking his head a little uncomfortably, Yang Long was very unaccustomed to this kind of life, which was powerless and needed to rely on others to take care of his survival, and for this girl's feelings, he had a sense of rejection for the first time, although Bridget's sincere behavior made him feel faintly moved.

Since he walked out of the Yang family alone in his previous life, Yang Long has chosen a thorny path for himself, and no one else is allowed to exist on this road. Yang Long had already taken the initiative to cut off his love through his own hands.

And the only two relatives, one left him because of the limit of his lifespan, and the other wanted to change Yang Long, but he was driven away by his own hands. For Bridget's feelings, it would definitely feel very lucky to change to another man, but for Yang Long, it was a dose of poison.

If he deviates from the path he has chosen, then Yang Long is not Yang Long, and this is something he will never allow to happen. And this experience has happened once, Yang Long stuck to his path last time, and this time will definitely not be an exception.

"It's just a deal, there's no need to be so nervous. After repeating it in his mind for a while, Yang Long regained his original temperament again, patted the edge of his bed, and motioned for Bridget to lean over.

Bridget didn't know that in just a few seconds, so many thoughts had skipped in Yang Long's mind, and when she saw Yang Long's actions, her face turned red, and after a little hesitation, she walked to Yang Long's side happily, leaning on Yang Long's body relaxedly, and snuggled in the arms of her sweetheart in obsession.

Gently rubbing his five fingers on Bridget's long hair, Yang Long's heart was extremely calm. And the girl, who had been worried for a few days, quickly fell asleep because she put her mind down, looking at the girl in her arms with blank eyes, but Yang Long's thoughts drifted to the clouds.

"What should I do next?" Lying quietly on the bed made of thick blankets, Yang Long considered the plan that had been completely disrupted by the natural disaster and plague, and his heart fluctuated for a while, and there was no more suitable countermeasure.

The powerful power of the outbreak of the plague catastrophe made Yang Long have no confidence in surviving alone in Lordaeron, and he didn't know why, the leader of the undead creatures hated Yang Long very much, as long as they found out about his existence, then they would definitely be dead and lifeless in this dangerous situation.

Dalaran may be a good place to go, but although he has learned the geography and history of Azeroth, Yang Long actually only has a certain understanding of Lordaeron, and he did not expect that there will be such a catastrophe of national destruction, how to reach Laran, he is not sure at all.

But continuing to stay in Lordaeron is definitely not the way, the sea of undead that is like an illusion, and the mysterious person who is also powerful and terrifying, as well as the attitude of the undead leader towards himself, makes Yang Long feel that there is a huge web of conspiracy, and he is quietly waiting for himself to fall into the trap without paying attention.

"Hey, it's useless to think about it so much, let's make plans after healing from my injuries. Rubbing his forehead, which was a little swollen, Yang Long stopped thinking very hard, and the feeling of tiredness gradually came, and he fell asleep quietly after a while

The Cave of Time, in the Cave of Stone.

"Ho-ho-ho" Crowdom panted, barely kept his balance with the three soles of his injured feet, gritted his teeth and looked at the two adventurers opposite who were also almost paralyzed, and said in a hideous tone: "Two thirteenth-order powerhouses, even if there are not many adventurers of your strength in the future, right?"

"Hey, of course, you big dick!" The orc was covered in blisters, almost naked from top to bottom, and his skin smelled of flesh smelling of sweat. Barely supported to stand up, he sneered in a provocative tone: "I didn't expect you to be a fourteenth-order dragon clan, but it's really good luck because of your lack of strength!

The undead thief, who had almost fallen apart, laughed in agreement, and the orc warrior omitted the part he didn't say, and he knew very clearly what it meant. When Crowdom heard this, he actually laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, if it were somewhere else, maybe it would really be like this. But what if I open the stone door right away?" After a long and careful observation, Crowdom finally found the answer he was looking for in the shocked faces of the two adventurers.

It seems that these adventurers are more afraid of the unpredictable impact of this life than they are as bronze dragons, and if they were replaced by other bronze dragons, they might not be so reckless, but he is Crowdom, and he has long wanted to change the established fate.