"My lord, there is no need to grieve, the fate of the battlefield is the fate of my generation. ”

Looking at the huge fire in front of him, Kyris was silent, and Kim on the side whispered. The team of fifteen people who first set out was now only three people, and the remaining twelve people were now all turned into dust in the sky-high flames, and most of them were unknown to the name of the mid-level mage until now.

Silently bowed his head, chanted a plausible psychic requiem spell, and watched the fire slowly extinguish, Kelrith turned his head and walked towards the corpse of the high-ranking warrior, first from the opponent's clenched left hand, the thing that was thrown out at the beginning, it was the black resin that the caravan leader and Kelrith exchanged with Kelrith, and then stared at it for a long time before scanning it with mental power before fixing his gaze on the little finger of the left hand of the thin corpse, a circle of imperceptible protrusions.

With a slight touch of his left hand, the skin of the protruding part exploded, and a black ring appeared in his eyes, which was a spatial ring, which was far more convenient and hidden than the magic cloth bag that Kelrith carried, and it was also a rare thing to find. Kelreth also noticed that there were space-type magic items on the other party's body when he saw the high-level warrior put away the double axe, but he didn't expect it to be a high-end item like a space ring. Pursed his lips and pulled it off, his spiritual power probed into it, and after a while, the middle-level mage withdrew with a wry smile, except for the double axe of the young man of Phidia, there were only two or three thousand gold coins inside, which was really poor.

"My lord, this kind of high-level warrior who relies on the body of dead wood to advance is generally very poor!" opened his eyes and saw Kiel laughing at the thief beside him.

"Dead Wood Body?" said Kyrryth. As the oldest profession of mankind, the warrior profession has been washed for thousands of years and has developed countless branches, the largest of which are the unparalleled berserkers with bare armor, the defensive warriors of the eternal barrier, and the weapon masters who imitate the elven sword dancers, but no matter what kind of warrior they are, there will eventually be an ultimate barrier, that is, legends. In order to break through this barrier, human beings have gradually developed a lot of secret skills, one of which is steel transformation, because the biggest increase in this type of secret skill is physique, which is very suitable for defensive warriors, also known as barrier transformation, and it is this kind of cheats that rely on different anger exercise cheats to perform various transformations from the high or even middle level, and it is rumored that it can greatly improve the probability of high-level warriors being promoted to legends, but relatively, this kind of anger exercise cheats are not passed on secrets, even if many grand duke families do not necessarily have them, they can be included in the existence of royal secrets。

However, there are some exceptions to everything, and the body of dead wood, as one of the most widely circulated and the only cheats that can be exchanged for military industry by joining the army, is the first choice for most warriors of non-noble origin or even low-level aristocratic birth in the Azeroth race. But the defects of the body of the dead wood are also obvious, whether it is the attribute bonus after the transformation or the future development, it is far lower than other cheats, and the training of this secret technique requires a lot of resources, and it is even rumored that the initial transformation of the dead wood is actually very weak, and it needs to constantly consume a lot of resources to slowly improve, and the people who will practice this secret technique will naturally not be rich and noble, even if they have a little savings, they are still cultivating, and naturally they are all poor ghosts.

At least got a space ring, pursed his lips, Kelreth put away the ring, and walked towards the corpses of the two mages, different from the space rings of high-level knights, the things in the magic cloth bag of the middle-level mage are the upper eyebrows of the middle-level mage, although there are no unconventional precious items, but aside from the staff and robes of the two, a lot of magic materials were still found, plus all kinds of gems, which suddenly made the already empty magic cloth bag full, but unfortunately the third mage was blown up by him The scum is gone, otherwise it will be another windfall.

The mid-level mage raised an eyebrow at Kiel and shook the magic cloth bag, then looked at Kim, who was still by the fire, talking to the paladin, and turned his head to ask.

"Kiel, do you know this knight of Marseilleu?"

"My lord, although I have not participated in World War II, this is the first time I have seen this lord, but the leader has mentioned it a few times..."

"However, if you want to know, you should ask the head directly!"

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Kyris stepped forward to the fire, silently looking at the black ash all over the floor, and winked at Kim.

"Mage Kelris, if you have any doubts, you can ask me directly!" Looking at the mid-level mage, the paladin said in a rough voice, two thick sword eyebrows jumped high, although he looked only in his early twenties, but every time the other party spoke, there was a feeling that the other party had already spent all his youth. The mid-level mage complained, looking at the paladin with an embarrassed expression.

And Kim on the side intervened at the right time, bowing his head to Kyrryth.

"Your Excellency, Lord Marseilleu, Lord Marseillo Lothar, is the nephew of the Generalissimo of Lothar, and the only remaining descendant of the House of Lothar. ”

Staring at the paladin, Kyrreth looked stunned.

"Kerrith Kennery, I have seen my lord, and I pay our respects to the blood of Saladin. Bowing to the paladin, Kyris was a little messy in his heart, the Saladin bloodline, which had been cut off from history, now still has descendants, and even followed the generalissimo of Lothar to gallop on the battlefield in World War II, is this still the Azeroth he knows.

"Kennari, mage, I didn't make a move for Kennerry!" frowning as he listened to Kelreth report his home, the paladin frowned and said slowly.

"My lord, the mage's family is the Count of Lordan Lenkenari, and I can testify to this. Kim explained.

"According to the primeval contract, even if Saladin's bloodline is only one, my generation has never forgotten, even if it is thousands of years!" Glancing at King, Marseillo Lothar pulled out a small object, let go of his hand, and the object began to float between Keiris and him, as low as a chant in his ears.

Staring at the floating thing in front of him, Kelrith probed into the magic cloth bag with his mental power, and when he opened his eyes, an identical object appeared in his hand, which was the golden ball that the mage Mimihil had quietly given him, the two small balls surrounded each other in the air, and the silver runes on the ball began to rotate slowly.

"The bloodline of the Sunstrider, it seems that you have not really decided to give up the primeval contract!"

"Nani!"

"Sorry, mage, I don't know Elven language!"

"It's not... I mean, I'm just a normal Dara mage. ”

"Everyone is equal before the Light!"

“... I mean, though I'm a half-elf, I have nothing to do with the Court of the Sunstrider. ”

"Mage, how did you have this emblem!"

"Someone else, give..."

"Mage, the Sun Emblem is the emblem of the Sunchaser, and this one of mine comes from the gift of the Sun King when the two sides signed the agreement. ”

There was silence all around, and the mage and paladin stared at each other with wide eyes.

"Knight Marseilleu, I don't know what happened to you on your trip to Lordaeron. ”

After about a quarter of an hour of silence, the middle-level mage turned his head away, and said with a twitch in the corner of his eye, and a trace of red flashed in his eye socket that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

Name: Kelreth Sunstrider

Race: Half-Elf (in the name of the Sunchaser)

Talent: Body of Energy Eater

Occupation: Aristocracy

Mage (Four Rings)

Attribute: Intelligence -20 (Magical talent that has just stepped on the excellent line)

Constitution -9 (Buried deep in your veins, mysteries begin to appear)

Strength - 6 (consequences of lack of exercise)

Glamour-11 (You're so beautiful)

Remaining unassigned attribute points: 1

Remaining Soul Fragments: Sixth Order -1

In addition to the name of the Sunchaser who made him speechless, there was also an additional column of soul fragments behind the attribute point, and when he looked at the past, his gaze instantly narrowed in, or directly jumped out of a separate interface, and a vivid 3D model of a human male mage came out, wearing a dark blue robe, holding a staff that could not be seen of what type, and from time to time a string of blue starlight appeared from his left hand. But there is no other explanation of the whole interface except for a line marked on the top of the model head, although Kelreth has some ideas, but he still needs to find a quiet place to test it with confidence.

"Riptide Castle, ruined..."

The paladin, who also looked at the blackness of the place, was silent for a long time.

"The whole of Arathi is being ravaged by all kinds of dark forces, and I have traveled all the way north in the hope of meeting His Majesty Terenus and Lordaeron to send troops to the rescue. ”

Looking at the paladin's stereotyped face like a stone sculpture, Kyris organized his language for a long time, but he was still speechless.

Things that are too pure are always so dazzling but fleeting, and whenever the mountains and rivers of the motherland are broken, this pure light will always appear in a steady stream, although it is weak, but it can flicker in the darkness of the world, flickering hope that will never be extinguished.

In fact, he really wanted to tell the other party that Lordaeron's trip would be fruitless, only endless indifference and greed, because in the face of the current human situation, even if he is as wise as King Lordaeron, he can't stop this gluttonous feast, and even at the last moment, this Lordaeron is known as the greatest majesty in history, and there is too much darkness shrouded in this human mother land, orcs, trolls, ogres, not a broken Arathi can bear.

But when he really faced a ray of hope, he was still speechless. Arathi is sinking, but his people have not given up hope, and Saladin's blood is still protecting the land.

"It's still a long way to get to Tirisfa, and hopefully there won't be any more twists and turns..."

The mid-level mage coughed lightly and glanced at Kim and Kiel on the side, and the two nodded and walked towards the caravan.

So many people died, even the big leader and the four leaders in charge of the escort team died, and now the whole team is in chaos, and the team under him can't control it for a while, and this trip will definitely not be able to go on. However, the rest of the caravan avoided the terrifying battle and then the eerie calm of this corner of Kelreth from the beginning, and later almost withdrew from the entire camp and camped in another place.

The mid-level mage and his party definitely can't wait, since there are almost half of the high-level paladins here, there is no problem to go on the road alone, of course, it is necessary to communicate with the caravan.

And at this moment, far away in a private villa in the royal capital of Lordaeron, a graceful middle-aged lady looked at the young man kneeling on one knee in front of him, dressed in a black waiter's suit, with an angry face.

"How could it fail, that evil seed..."

In the shadow next to "Madame", a slender figure leaked out, and stood behind the noble lady and bowed.

The noble lady, who was originally on the verge of an outburst, glanced behind her in disgust and stopped speaking. And the slender figure behind it gradually stepped out of the shadow, but the whole body was wrapped in gray tights, and it was a woman who could be seen from the delicate bumps, and could not see anything, and waved at the young man to let him step back and look at the noble lady.

"Madam, since this operation has failed, we will take care of the aftermath, you just need to act as if you don't know anything, you don't know anything, you don't do anything, you should know how to do it. ”

"Of course I know, and I hope I won't have any contact with you in the future!" Glancing at the other party with fear, the lady turned her head and left.