Walking on the not-so-wide path in the forest, Duke was preoccupied. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yes, he's back, but he's in terrible shape. Don't look at his intact appearance, in fact, he is playing interstellar hardship, only he knows.

He came back first.

You can't do it if you don't.

Karazan was wrapped in the depths of the space-time tunnel by a spiderweb composed of countless spatial rifts, and there was no second person to come out of except him. Alexstasa could transform into a human, but the amount of magic it took to teleport her was staggering.

And except for her, everyone else is not good at magic, although Khadgar is much stronger, the problem is that this ghost mage is almost a soul-bound existence, and it is difficult to leave Karazan.

In the end, he was trapped for too long, and after Duke had been preparing for a long time, he still teleported back alone.

It was a thrilling journey, and even with the help of the system elves, Duke almost died in the void. After all, many times, it is necessary to change direction of one's body three or four times at high speed in a second above the speed of sound.

It's really not a human job.

But upon returning, Duke had two serious problems.

One is that he has burned a lot of magic circuits, and a rough estimate shows that now his strength has probably temporarily fallen to the level of an ordinary Huiyue mage. However, if he was given some time to reassemble his magic circuit, it should not be a problem to rush back to the half-step dawn that he had once reached in Karazhan.

The second is ...... The system sprite seems to be silent. No matter how much I called, there was no response. I don't know if it's a solar storm or the influence of the space magnetic field, anyway, the system elf is kneeling for the time being.

Both of these greatly influenced Duke's strength.

As he walked, Duke asked Renault about the current situation.

Although he frightened Renault, Renault tried to answer his questions as carefully and selectively as possible.

Through Renault's mouth, Duke finally learned several more important news:

Over the past decade, Lordaeron has been encroaching on the original territory of Alterac, and now the rest of the territory is largely owned by Lordaeron, except for the town of Southsea, which has been upgraded to a city-state of the Southsea and has autonomy. It's just that the Broken Ridge, which was originally the city of Alterac King, was abandoned by Lordaeron because of the entrenchment of a large number of snowmen, and after many ineffective clearances.

King Ryan Wryon was assassinated by an orc Juggernaut in the 8th year of the Dark Gate. Since then, it has been Anduin Lothar who assisted the young King Varian as regent, but in the last two years, Lothar has basically been Duke Berval Fotagen as regent because of his poor health.

When he heard Renault say that the holy city of Stratholme was fine, Duke was a little glad that according to the original history, Arthas should not have fallen. In that case, it seems that the situation is not the worst.

It's just that when Duke asked about Arthas's condition, it caused Renaud to be more vigilant: "Didn't you say that you claimed to be a mountain man to Sally, why are you so concerned about the affairs of His Highness Arthas?"

Duke's wrong!

Faced with the vigilance of this pair of underage boys and girls, Duke was quite speechless.

Just when Duke wanted to say something,

The wind suddenly brought a terrible stench.

Sally covered her mouth, and even Renault, who looked like a protector, managed to hold back her vomiting.

It was the smell of slaughterhouses, with a hint of disgusting sweetness—no, not the smell of fresh flesh, but the stench of rotting corpses.

Duke hadn't smelled it for a long, long time.

Only after a few days after the corpse is buried on the battlefield will there be this smell.

The smell of decay came from inside a house near the forest trail. What exactly happened inside is now clear.

Sally turned to Renault, her face pale but resolute: "I have to go in and check." If there's a dead soul in it that I need to overtake ......"

Suddenly, accompanied by the poisonous gas of death, a terrifying scream with the sound of liquid ** filled the entire forest, and something rushed towards them from inside and behind the house at an alarming speed.

Without hesitation, Renault instantly drew the saber at his waist and pointed the blade at the comer with a trembling edge.

Following the light of the blade, Renault's gaze went straight to a pair of pitch-black eye holes.

Renault, who had not actually been on the battlefield yet, was shocked to find himself at a loss at all how to react to what was a walking nightmare.

It wears a tattered shirt and overalls, and uses a pitchfork as a weapon. It was supposed to be a farmer, but that was when it was alive, and now it was a dead man, gray-green carrion coming from its bones, rotten fingers leaving filthy marks on the straw fork handles, and gelatinous black pus oozing from pus-tubules.

It howled, foul-smelling saliva dripping from the corners of its black mouth, and Sally let out a scream.

The scream seemed to startle Renault, and he froze for a moment, barely having time to pick up his sword before being stabbed by a pitchfork.

Fortunately, the years of training have formed a fighting instinct in his body. He had just used his sharp sword to knock the pitchfork out of the hands of the living dead, and then swirled and slashed across its neck.

The slashing of the neck gave Renault the disgusting sensation of slashing into the rotten grass, and then, the filthy head flew into the sky, spraying half of Renault's face with a foul liquid from the severed neck.

After losing its head, the thing fell on all fours and never got back up.

As a Priest Trainee, Sally uses a Holy Light spell that knocks down one zombie and replaces it with more zombies.

This was far more than the two of them could handle.

"Sally, run!" Exclaimed Renaud, and despite the trembling of his hands, he chose to let the lady run first.

At this moment, the two of them suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound, a continuous sound of breaking wind.

Countless beams of fire flew past them and hit the swarming zombies, and the fireballs burst open, blasting the disgusting monsters away, and the stench in the air suddenly added to the smell of burnt meat.

The roar of the noisy monster just now was reduced by ninety percent in a few moments, and the clearest thing in the air was the crackling sound of the flames burning.

In the distance, more living corpses hobbled and tried to rush over, and Renault and Sally turned back at the same time, only to see ten small dots of fire burning steadily on the tips of Duke's slender fingers, like ten harmless orange flowers.

In the next moment, those fires roared and poured out, turning into huge fireballs the size of water tanks and smashing into the monster pile.

In three or two strokes, dozens of monsters knelt.

Sally shuddered and asked, "Who the hell are you!?" (To be continued.) )