I asked a small team of people to go in and help, but it wasn't really a help, it was just to make sure that the two of them didn't die. It's a bit hard to explain if they do die, and even if we can resurrect them, it's hard to say.

But my idea is simple, as long as it's not all dead.

But within a few minutes of them entering, there was a violent explosion.

The loud bang was quite piercing in the dead city, and although no birds were startled, I was really startled, and with it a bad feeling.

I thought there would be flames, but instead of smoke, a pile of thick vines came out of one of the castle's windows! The vines meandered against the walls or simply drooped down and began to grow wildly.

What is this!

Sitting on the ground, I scrambled to my feet and was about to rush into the castle, but then there was another loud bang and I saw smoke! And the flames! I was horrified when the flames burst through the windows and the collapsed roof.

As soon as they rushed into the castle, they heard the roars and roars coming from inside, and the sound of the fight was unusually clear. Before I had even reached the second floor, I saw Mola and Golm rushing down, and there was no one for me, and Gorm shouted in panic, "Run! ”

Before he could finish speaking, he felt something fall above his head! It slammed down the stairs behind me, the dusty carpet kicked up a cloud of dust, and the sound of the zombie falling to the ground told me that it wasn't a wooden floor under the carpet!

However, the zombie that fell down did not fall to death or faint, but shook its head and got up again. Seeing this, I raised my hammer and hit it in the head, and in an instant it was back on the ground. At this time, when two more things fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground, I chose to flee with the two of them.

Although I only glanced up slightly above my head just now, the number of undead on this upstairs is simply beyond my imagination! What are you doing with so many zombies in this bird place!

When we rushed out of the castle, not only did we chase zombies behind us, but some of them jumped straight out of the window and jumped from such a high place.

The loud explosion attracted all the surrounding scourges, and the walking corpses crawled out of the surrounding houses and dry ditches, and some even came straight out of the ground.

This is no nonsense, those who got up directly from the ground still have grass growing on their bodies, so I don't know how long they have been dead and when they have died. Some of the clothes on their bodies could still tell who they were before, whether they were soldiers or ordinary civilians, but these came out of the ground too much, and they couldn't tell what they were at all, and the only skeleton that remained was not a good thing at first glance.

The two cows were running much faster than we did, and my companions and I were not unable to escape, but had to ensure the safety of the two ambassadors! This kind of post-break work is the most disgusting.

However, it soon became a fate, and I ordered to withdraw as soon as possible, giving up unnecessary fighting and resistance, and fleeing for my life with all my might.

My life is also precious!

Despite this, there are more and more walking corpses that keep appearing from the surroundings, but at this time, I am still a little glad in my heart, maybe I will believe them after tossing them like this.

I can't bear to put my shoes on the wolf, and it seems that I really have to sacrifice it.

When the two bulls were blocked in the road, the bull did show the recklessness and strength that a bull should have, and it overturned and smashed into the obstacles in front of him, but no matter how brave he was, he could not stand the number of winning walking corpses.

I pounced on it, picked up my hammer and slammed it into the heads or the back of the necks of the walking corpses, none of them were fleshy, there were very few dried corpses, they had been dead for so long, and their skin had been eaten by maggots or fallen off naturally. All that's left is a skeleton.

To be honest, if it were a physical body, the look and feel of hitting it would be completely different from that of facing a skeleton. It's not that it's inaccurate, but it's ...... When it hits the bare bones, it is clearly with the kind of crispness that is as crisp as smashing a dry branch, and there will be a crisp cracking sound, and the comfortable feeling when smashing. But most of them weren't, some of them had much stronger skulls, and some of them would crumble to pieces after I hit them with a hammer.

It's also the fastest way to kill them.

Mola showed her magical qualities, and when vines suddenly sprouted from the ground in front of me, knocking down or entwining the undead, I realized that she was the one who had just come out of the castle.

Faced with this situation, I admit that I really can't catch up with people who can use magic with only the ability to kill alone, and the vines summoned by this cow did solve part of our problems, but only partially. But that was enough, and we escaped from here.

The frightened two cows gasped and looked behind them, and I said, "It's safe, two ambassadors, this experience is not bad." ”

The two of them gasped for air and glanced at me, but they didn't squeak.

"Actually, it's quite light." I smiled. "You haven't seen what it's like to have tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of undead Plague soldiers, and certainly don't know what it's like to have dead people rushing towards your army and castle all over the mountains."

"These guys are so hard to kill?" Golm said.

"I see that when you kill them, your hands fall with knives, just like chopping melons and vegetables." I say.

"But they don't seem to know what an injury is." Mora added.

"That's right." I said, "They're going to fight all the time except when they're gone, even if they don't have their lower body......" I pointed down, "and they'll crawl and pounce." ”

"They...... Shouldn't it be...... Won't they attack you? Golm said.

"No!" I waved my hand, "We're not of the same kind. I said, "We are the Forsaken, and they are pure zombies, zombies, undead scourges." ”

Looking at their faces, I continued, "I think you two should be able to tell the difference between the Forsaken and the Undead by now. ”

They looked at each other and asked me to take them back to Sylvanas.

On the way back, I suddenly felt a little happy, and although these two guys didn't say anything, I could feel that this thing was going in a good direction.

I asked the herald to report to Her Majesty what had happened, and I think she should be able to guess what to do next, and she should be prepared.

Instead of leaving for Lordaeron immediately after returning to Brill, I stayed here for a day, not only to show the forsaken the warmth of the Forsaken, but also to make them feel that there are good souls in this group of people who have died once and that the undead Scourge does not have.

The two of them took a shower...... A hot bath, and after the bath I sent for someone to bandage the wounds of the two of them, and although Molara said she could handle it, I still had the best pharmacist and doctor in town take care of it.

As it turned out, when we left the town, Moore had a pretty high opinion of the Forsaken here! Even Gorm, who had been sloppy all the time, expressed his gratitude to the people here. It is said that eating people has a short mouth and a short hand, and after receiving favors, I guess I have to say it beautifully.

Sylvanas expressed great displeasure with me when she saw the two of them wrapped in bandages. I could only admit my mistake and say that I was willing to accept the punishment, I thought that this was the case! Ha, but someone next to me suggested that he must be punished severely, and I glanced at the hooded guy, because I couldn't see the face and didn't know who the man was. But his proposal made the queen unable to step down at once, and the result was that I had to accept the punishment for having the courage to do so.

Of course I don't care about this punishment, but I really want to screw his head off for the guy in the black cloak.

The two minotaurs didn't know when they saw me being dragged down, so they didn't realize until they saw me tied to the shelf, that I wasn't playing performance art. Sylvanas also saw the Minotaur's performance, and I was let go when the queen asked me what they had said.

That's it.

I thanked them right away and found them that night with a gift. At this time, the attitude of the two of them towards me has also changed a lot.

The next day, Sylvanas led the two of them to visit the dungeons of Lordaeron, which I didn't feel the need to do, and although I was like them, I didn't like the atmosphere at all. However, during the visit, Sylvanas took them to one place, which was the alchemy room of the Royal Apothecary Society.

This alchemy room is brightly lit, and it can be said that it is much better than the outside. There are countless instruments and jars, shelves of books and researchers at work.

Sylvanas says it's all about healing the forsaken and those who have been controlled by natural disasters.

She said that although the Forsaken no longer possess some of the physical characteristics of a living person, the souls of the Forsaken are still there, and they just don't need their hearts to beat to move their bodies, but what exactly makes the Forsaken continue to move is still an unsolved mystery.

What these researchers have to do is to find out the cause, and to control the decay and decay of the bodies of the forsaken, and to save those who have been controlled by the natural disaster as much as possible.

Seeing the light in the eyes of the two of them, I admired this woman's thoughtfulness in my heart, and as a magician, Mora even cast a spell on the spot to appease a crazy blood-colored crusader!

Don't say it, it's excellent! In our cheers and applause, the smile on Mora's face filled the magician's sense of honor and accomplishment in an instant. Sylvanas immediately asked Mora to stay and help the Forsaken, and in the cheers and adoring eyes of everyone, Mora said that she would ask the Grand Druid to come back to assist us when she returned to Thunder Bluff.

I stole a glance at Sylvanas, and the smile on her face would have been tricked if she hadn't known about it.

The banquet that night was more solemn, and it was all about seeing off the two ambassadors.

But I'm so frustrated about it. First of all, what do these two cows eat?

Of course, grilled steak is not a no-no, cheese thing...... It's not that people don't know how to build. Is it a vegetable salad? What else? The seafood is good, but where to get it now? There's really no way to get the things in the lake, bear's paws, venison is already a luxury. And you have to have wine! To be honest, the wine made by the Forsaken really has the effect of forgetting, forgetting all the good and bad things, and that thing has almost nothing to do with the good drink, but after drinking it, the two of them did fall asleep.

After settling the drunken two people, I went to the teleportation point and waited, and then the queen came with the black hood. But I felt the very unkind gaze under the hood, and I could see the face clearly in the moonlight, a face that I will never forget, but which I will always hate.