Anomaly Of Warcraft

Chapter 732

Meri Dongfeng, the beneficiary of the magic aid project when the high elves and Thoradin joined forces with the trolls, has been practicing magic for two hundred years. His hobbies are arcane, enchanting, and tailoring.

As the earliest human mage, the Meri Winter Breeze in the human period may not be the strongest. At least the talent of Alodi, the young man, has concealed the talent of Meri Winter Breeze, and his brilliance is only the first word.

One of the earliest top 100 human mages.

Well, the high precision of the Communist Party only promised to teach a hundred apprentices.

The earliest member of the Tirisfal Council.

Yes, that batch of top hundred mages are almost dying of old age and there are few left.

The earliest human undead.

This is not a perfunctory thing, there are more night elves for the undead thing, but on the human side of the mortal race, Meri Dongfeng is really the first one.

In the magical world of Azeroth, humans without magic powers are not even qualified for natural transformation into undead, so the ordinary road of Meri Winter Wind also ended with the end of his human life.

The more I study the arcane magic, the more winter wind finds that the human body has its limits.

So Alodi, I'm not a human being!

When Meili Dongfeng used the Summoning ritual to transform his withered and aging body into an undead creature, he became stronger.

Even before the Tirisfal Council was destroyed, there was such a saying in private---The reason why Aegwynn Medina was willing to surrender the power of the guardian was because Meri Winterwind was still "alive" and Alodi "Not dead."

Although the authenticity is doubtful, a necromancer who has practiced for thousands of years is definitely not to be underestimated.

So Carlos went straight to Xiacheng without hesitation.

Although Xiacheng is big, there are not too many tailor shops.

Is the road underfoot?

The road is in your mouth, ask.

As for the siege of the cursed sect, Carlos didn't care much.

There are so many dead men of the cursed sect hidden in the city of Lordaeron, which seems to show the seriousness of the problem.

But I don't know why, Carlos felt that it was a matter of course that so many dead men of the cursed sect were hidden in the city of Lordaeron.

Although very annoying, but he basically maintained a calm mind.

Because it is so easy to distinguish, all strangers who approach him actively are enemies.

At dawn, the dawn was faint, and in order to welcome the return of His Royal Highness Prince Arthas, the entire city of Lordaeron was already alive.

A few days ago, a lot of preparations were already in progress, but today, it takes a lot of background people to line up outside the city to cheer.

Ten silver coins a day, I really want Tenten to have this transaction.

So in Xiacheng district, asking the old blind man for the location of the tailor's shop, one silver coin is more than enough.

Streets and alleys, bright knives and dark arrows, cursing poisons, cursing cultists have a lot of tricks, but they don't understand that the more you use the power of shadow, the less you can hurt Carlos.

In Carlos's vision filled with holy light, the trajectory of the shadows was invisible.

But this is the terrible thing about the Lich King.

Soon, an innocent young boy ran towards Carlos holding a bomb that lit the fuse, and a "good-hearted man" gave him a copper coin and demanded that the bunch of "fireworks" be given to Carlos first.

"Uncle, here."

The child smiled happily.

"Thank you."

Carlos suppressed his anger.

Physical bomb disposal method-broken.

Carlos used his tall body to shield the child tightly, placing the bomb behind him and crushing it with one hand to reduce the damage of the explosion.

It could have turned the three-story wooden house into a terrifying weapon, but in the end it only left black marks on Carlos' coat.

Once again patted the child who was paralyzed by the loud noise, Carlos walked away quickly.

Only staying away from these innocent citizens is the best protection for them.

As for Meili Winter Wind...

It does not seem to need protection.

In this way, Carlos no longer deliberately killed the cursed cultists, but used extremely high mobility to escape the encirclement.

Although the Lich King can always know Carlos's movements in advance, the Cultists of the Curse do not have the ability to act like Carlos.

What is the meaning of hostages?

Of course, it is the people who use morality and emotion to restrain the caring people.

I don't listen to you guys, how can you threaten me!

When Carlos took the initiative to smash the door and break the wall to cut corners, it was also difficult for the Cultists to do it.

In this way, Carlos finally arrived at the old blind tailor's shop.

"His Majesty Carlos, just grab it, if you don't want this innocent old man... uh!"

Before the masked man in black could finish speaking, the old blind man held by him broke his neck.

"Merry Winter Wind?"

Carlos asked suspiciously.

After all, the ruddy old man in front of his eyes did not look like an undead.

"I mean someone who is so boring will come to kidnap an old blind man. It turns out that the General Marshal of the Alliance is in trouble. Go ahead, kid."

The old man who had been flipping Byakugan to pretend to be blind moved his eyes, revealing his dim pupils, and took out a pair of glasses from the sewing basket and put it on himself, as if an old god was there.

"Mordra didn't explain to you?"

"No, she just ignited the beacon of emergency contact to inform me that something has happened. Come on, young majesty, what can I do with this old bone?"

"Help me disappear from the eyes of the Lich King."

"what?"

Before Carlos returned, Ner'zhul conducted a global broadcast, and all the wizards who had passed the line heard its call, so Carlos thought that there was no need to explain to Meri Winterwind who the Lich King was.

"If you don't want Lordaeron to become a dead city, you'd better act quickly."

After Carlos said these words, he and Meili Dongfeng focused their attention in one direction at the same time.

After a while, the fire engulfed the entire neighborhood.

It is a large-yield alchemy bomb.

"His Majesty Carlos, my century-old shop..."

"Your Excellency Meri Dongfeng, you just used the value of that gem to buy a hundred old blind storefronts."

"The cultural value is different."

At the top of the bell tower about three kilometers away, Meli Dongfeng, who felt the high-energy response, accurately teleported Carlos out of him. This powerful teleportation spell made Carlos no longer doubt his identity.

As for the peeping problem of the Lich King, it no longer exists.

Whether it is soul spells or arcane concealment, just the words of him and Carlos, Meri Winter Wind can conceal them.

This is the self-confidence of a great magician who has been alone for thousands of years.

Strong, do not explain.

"Are you sure the Lich King can't track me anymore?"

Carlos asked again, hoping to get an affirmative answer.

"I'm sure, it's just a scan of soul fluctuations. Those little guys who switch to elemental spells may have headaches, but our batch of old bones is no stranger to the tricks commonly used by demons. Don't worry, as long as you are within ten meters of me. Inside, that ice monster can't see you."

Meili Dongfeng shook his head and finished speaking, suddenly he laughed.

"Haha, it's also an old blind man."

"You are so funny."

Carlos said it, but it was strange that the old man smiled in his mind.

"Well, I laughed enough, what did you just say about Lordaeron becoming a dead city?"

Meri Dongfeng asked seriously.

Carlos looked up at the rising sun and breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is still time, you take me to meet someone."

"Who?"

"Mrs. Farina of Charity."

"I do not recognize."

Carlos was stunned by Meri Dongfeng and forgot to breathe.