Evil will not deceive you

When Li Ke saw a huge portal opening from the square in Andorhal, and then thousands of warriors and knights in bright armor walked out of it, and even the flag of the Silver Hand flying in it, he knew Why are the defenders of Andorhal so useless?

Because this place has always been under the management of Lordaeron.

As long as Tenaris wants, he can send the legion here anytime and anywhere!

The only difference is whether it's worth it.

And when Li Ke saw Lord Presto who was supposed to be with Alsace in Gus Town, he knew that His Highness Tenaris, who had never done this in the original history, was worthy of doing so this time. Done.

Because the man fit to be King of Alterac is back.

"Okay, dear citizens, who is in charge here now? I, Presto, will bring people to save you!"

Sir Presto shouted such a slogan and walked out of the portal, and everyone present looked at Li Ke.

Although there are other officers here, they all undoubtedly chose Li Ke as the officer here, because no one would doubt that such a person who can spread the Holy Light would be selfish and irresponsible. .

Most people even directly think that Li Ke is a paladin.

This is true even if Li Ke does not have a coat of arms representing his noble status.

Presto, or rather Deathwing, looked at Li Ke and immediately felt something was different.

"What an exaggerated holy light..."

He vaguely remembered that the last time he saw this level of holy light was on Tyr. Although the Holy Light on the knight named Uther is not much different from Tier, there is no doubt that Li Ke's power of Holy Light far exceeds that of the guy named Uther.

Because even now, he can still smell the smell of holy light in the air, and the anger in these holy lights.

This made people feel warm and cold, and this was the first time he had seen the hot and soft holy light, which made him feel very interesting.

"I remember you, Mr. Li Ke. It seems that you have saved this place again. You are worthy of being the chosen one of the Holy Light."

Presto opened his arms and hugged Li Ke before Li Ke could speak. Li Ke didn't even have time to react.

And when he was hugged, he also heard the words from the fallen guardian dragon.

"I think you can leave everything to me and promote my reputation, right? As a price, I will pay you a considerable reward."

It seemed like a political deal, but Deathwing was sensing Li Ke's situation. After he got closer, he could feel the deep, cold and warm holy light more clearly.

It really looks like a cold sun.

This idea appeared in his mind, and Li Ke politely rejected this guy who was obviously not a good person with an expressionless face.

Because when the other party hugged him, he not only heard Presto's voice, but also felt a shadow power enter his body, allowing him to hear another familiar voice.

"Come on, give up the Holy Light. The Holy Light will only bring lies. You should have a deep understanding of this, right?"

That was the voice from the shadows.

Obviously, the one in front of him is indeed Deathwing, or a minion of the ancient god. Most people will not have this level of shadow power.

He naturally had this powerful shadow power in his pocket. This shadow power was even equal to the amount of evil energy in his body, but he just let the person behind it reluctantly say those words.

He did not actively absorb this power here, and what made him find interesting was that the master of the Shadow Power did not want Deathwing to find out. As soon as he left Deathwing's body, this power immediately fell silent. Go down, as if it doesn't exist.

This fully shows how eager these ancient gods are to get Li Ke. Therefore, Li Ke is even more convinced that the person in front of him is Deathwing, but he has used a method unknown to most people in the world to disguise himself. .

"Sir Prestor, if you really want to do something, give my share of the reward to these people who suffered because of my battle with the orcs, and send a ship to take us to Southsea Town. , I still have one more important thing to do."

If Thrall can't be killed, he has no interest in this place, not to mention there is a guy with evil intentions here.

So he planned to leave.

"Oh... this is really sad. I like you very much, and I want to marry my less popular daughter or some distant nieces to you."

Deathwing spoke half-jokingly. He felt that the ancient god should want a thug. The more powerful the holy light is, the more powerful the saint will be after falling into darkness.

Once a paladin like Li Ke falls, he needs to be careful when dealing with a giant dragon in front of him.

Except for him, of course.

So even if the power of shadow in his body quietly entered Li Ke's body, he wouldn't be surprised at all, because the ancient god is like this, pervasive and more disgusting than a cockroach.

"I'm afraid this young man doesn't know what kind of fate he will face."

He thought so maliciously. With the tacit cooperation between Li Ke and the ancient gods, he still didn't find anything special about Li Ke.

After all, from beginning to end, he didn't feel that Li Ke deserved to be taken seriously by him.

Only when Li Ke fought in front of him and used his abilities unscrupulously could he understand Li Ke's abnormality.

"I will, I will compensate them well, as long as you leave quickly. But you are going to Stormwind City, right? Don't worry, there is no need to go to such trouble."

Lord Presto smiled and waved to the mage on the side, and in an instant, the figure of the mage who had received the reward from Presto flickered, and then with a surge of energy, he appeared in front of Li Ke and In front of Lord Presto.

His behavior made other mages look angry and envious.

"Honorable Sir Prestor, do you have any instructions?"

The mage was quite humble and respectful, because he heard that Prestor in front of him had cleared himself of the suspicion, and was about to become the king of Alterac, and he was also quite wealthy and generous.

He was skeptical about the first two pieces of news, but he had just experienced the last one.

This gentleman just gave each of them a mana gem to show his gratitude!

The price of this thing on the black market is two hundred gold coins!

So his expression was quite respectful.

Sure enough, as he expected, Presto still showed his luxurious financial resources and generosity.

"Send this friend of mine and his family to Dalaran, then open a portal to Stormwind City and send him to Stormwind City."

Presto stated his request, and then saw the troubled expression on the mage's face.

Cross-continental portals are a problem, but not money-wise, and there aren't that many people to teleport to.

However, things are not easy to talk to in Stormwind City.

"In my name, in addition, I will pay double the price to... you."

Presto smiled and tapped the mage's chest with his scepter, making a dull sound.

"Happy to oblige!"

Mr. Master showed a bright smile.

He likes customers like this.

Follow such customers.

Then there will be no problem!