When Oster woke up, it was already night, and he was locked in the house by his father. And after that, the dowry has been collected, and the marriage will be completed in two days.

Oster remembered the wild appearance and look of the goblin lady, and his scalp tingled, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

He was not convinced! Why did others cross the heavens and the earth to do everything, go out to pick up treasures and beauties, and he was still a waste wood after wearing it, and he was even sold by his family to a goblin nouveau riche as a little husband.

It's not as mixed as in the previous life, at least you don't need to scrape after over there.

Looking out the window at the night, he made up his mind that he had to run out this time. How can a noble traverser who slaps his face, pretends to be a monster, and is full of knowledge that is enough to change the world, how can he waste his life in such a boring thing!

Taking advantage of the double moon to hide in the dark clouds, Oster escaped through the window. Strangely, my father, who had been patrolling outside the house, fell into the corner and snored like thunder, and my sister, who was proficient in grappling and over-the-shoulder throws, was silent in the room.

Oster found an old sword from the depths of the warehouse, took a small bag of bread and water, and climbed over the farmyard fence. Enjoying the free air on his face for the first time, he quickened his pace and walked into the barren mountains and mountains alone.

Where he couldn't see, a figure with a long staff watched him silently.

……

In this super-large figurative world of Azeroth, a small piece of the map is actually a country, and the towns represented by three or two houses have also been restored to their size.

And unlike Earth, which has been completely occupied by civilization, villages are separated by vast expanses of unexplored land, infested with wild animals and wild races.

Oster walked all night in the mountains and forests, was chased around by wolves and bears, lost his sword and food, and did not find his way to the town of Shining Gold, and had to accept that he was lost.

I finally got rid of the entanglement of the giant spider, tired and hungry, and then I heard a cry of "wah-la-la-la-" in my ears.

When I looked back, several high-definition real fishmen who were half a man tall with their mouths wide open, revealing messy and long teeth, surrounded me.

It's no longer the cute shape of big head and short feet, but like the relatives of the ancient gods who have just crawled out of the deep sea, with carrion hanging from the sticky skin and rusty swords wielding rusty front paws.

A visceral sense of fear welled up in his heart, and Oster turned and fled, the fishmen in hot pursuit.

Ducking his head to dodge the javelins thrown, Oster gradually left them behind, taking advantage of his leg length. Crossing the stream, what unfolded in front of him was-

An entire fish-man village.

“Wrrrlga waggmwl！ - (Dinner, dinner, call everyone!) ）

Oster was tied up and placed on a stone slab ready to be chopped and skewered. The big and small fishmen on the side sharpened their knives, and the fires lit the fire, so it was not lively.

Oster was disillusioned, reality was not a game, and most of the adventurers fell under the hands of the first wave of dangerous monsters they encountered when they went out. He even regretted not staying at home honestly now, and the goblin wasn't that ugly, was it?

He watched as the fishman in the chef's hat walked towards him, raised his rusty kitchen knife, and slashed between his legs. At that moment, it was as if time had slowed down.

Thinking back to the two lives of aggrieved lives, a wave of sadness and anger surged into my heart;

Destroy! He despaired of the dark reality and his own strange luck. If he can survive this time, he will take refuge in the Old Gods, join the Burning Legion, and attract the Void Lord, well, these three don't seem to be on one side at all. Anyway, make this unjust world pay! And kill all the fishmen in this world-

A dark purple light flashed, and the cook collapsed with blood spitting out. The convulsive corpse was filled with a large hole in his chest. The other fish-men looked around in confusion, and one by one the purple light detonated their chests.

Oster didn't know what was going on, could it be that he suddenly exploded and awakened some kind of dark power?

But soon disappointed to find that it had nothing to do with him. Looking in the direction where the light had just come from, I saw a man with a long staff, hooves and horns, and a robe standing in the night on the other side of the stream.

The fish-men who reacted waved their swords and rushed towards the man with a strange scream. In the moonlight, the other party's face gradually became clear, with an angular forehead, light blue skin, and horns and tentacles-like beards on his head. It was none other than the Draenei Priest during the day.

The priest did not panic in the face of the flood of fishmen, and when they rushed closer, a golden nova erupted from his cane, blowing the fishmen to pieces.

Then he recited a spell to interrupt the fish-man elder who was hiding behind the hut and secretly rubbing his skills. At the same time, he released dark energy, and controlled the Elder Fishman to turn around, reading a lightning chain that electrocuted a piece of Fishman into charcoal along with himself.

“Mag arlga mwwaglag！ ......" (It's not a seat, it's a trap, run!) ）

The remaining fish-men scattered and fled. Delaney walked over slowly, leaning over and untying Oster. Oster was very excited, isn't this the legendary going out to meet the old man, sending treasure and skills, sure enough, I still have to take a look!

"Thank you for the rescue! Dare to ask Mr. Honorable Name? ”

The Delaney stared at Oster for a long time before saying, "Don't you recognize me?" ”

Oster was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Oh, I heard that after falling from the barn during the day, it was a hoof...... Phew, a Draenei priest came to the rescue, it must be you, this is called fate! Did you happen to be passing by? ”

Delaney shook his head, "I didn't mean that. If you think about it again, we've seen it earlier. ”

Oster was a little surprised, could it be an acquaintance before the crossing? Looking at his puzzled look, Delaney sighed and said;

"We met four months ago when you were about to set out with the caravan. At that time, I entrusted you with a package to help carry it to the Hope Mine south of Mooncreek. Do you remember? I'm Solarius. ”

I see. Oster's mind was racing fast, how to explain the situation, he couldn't confess that he was a traverser, it was better to prevaricate first.

"Well, that's right. The caravan was later robbed by the gnolls on the banks of the Xiquan River, and I was wounded in the head, and I don't remember most of the previous events......"

The reality was that no one survived the caravan, and the situation was so terrible that everyone or the horses were torn to pieces. Based on the corpses of several gnolls and the claw marks on the dead horses left at the scene, the Xiquan Sheriff's Council declared that the attack was the work of the gnolls and issued a wanted warrant against the gnolls and their leader, Hogg.

The original Oster also died there, and it was only because Wu Lian's soul penetrated into his body that he was able to come back from the dead.

"Do you know where the contents of the package went?"

"Ahaha, I guess I've been eaten by the gnolls."

Solarius was silent for a moment, then stood up and strode in the direction of the woods. Seeing that there were constant strange noises surrounding the night, Oster was afraid that the fish people would turn back, so he hurriedly followed.

"Wait, Master, are you a Dark Shepherd? I know that the tricks just now are Mind Blast, Divine Nova and Mind Control! By the way, let's see if I have the talent to be a pastor. Don't look at me like this, I know a lot about chronicles, and the church is still short of miscellaneous things, isn't it? ……”

All the way to the depths of the woods, Oster was still chattering. Solarius stopped abruptly and said slowly with his back to him;

"Do you want to keep pretending? It must be in your hands. Please give it back to me, it's not a power that mortals can control. ”

What? Oster was stunned, what the hell was he talking about?