Those dark and evil cursed fogs that rolled and spread from the depths of the sea in the southeast have finally gradually enveloped the entire Freeport City of Bilgewater Bay, gradually enveloping the most populous southern part of the Anaconda Islands. The sky of this city, the streets built against the mountains, mountain bridges, houses and sea piers, etc., are all included in the dark and cold fog.
Then...
It didn't take long for the black mist, which was originally a bit thin, to become strangely thicker!
If anyone looked far away from their home at this time, the city lights in the harbor that were originally dotted on the sea surface and were integrated with the sea surface in the past, suddenly disappeared without a trace? Between heaven and earth, apart from the pitch-black silence, there seems to be only the endless chill and the faint mournful cries of cursed evil spirits and twisted souls hidden in the black mist. The sound of howling.
Water Tomb Area...
Here in Bilgewater City, anyone with some status or status, after their normal or abnormal death, is not actually buried directly, but is uniquely classified in this part of the port area. In the sea area of the Water Tomb Area, it was sunk into the deep sea water, protected and hidden by sea water and scavenging aggressive fish, and finally returned to the arms of the 'bearded lady'.
Of course, they don't just throw them into the sea. The people of Bilgewater will also tie a buoy above the location of the corpse that can float on the water forever, with the name and death of the deceased written on it. The reason, date, etc. are wooden epitaphs. Of course, in addition to these, the epitaph can also be a captain's hat, a gold medal, a weapon, a small lighthouse, a bell or a flag that represents the name, etc...
But the Water Graveyard is not something that all Bilgewater people can enjoy, because even if we don’t mention the high cost of sinking corpses and corpse buoys and other devices required for water burials, just asking the gangs who occupy the Water Graveyard The cemetery fees, labor fees, sea area planning fees, buoy management fees, cleaning fees, guidance fees and other messy fees paid are enough to discourage Bilgewater people from ordinary families!
so,
Those Bilgewater people who originally lived a very humble life, after they died, they were either eaten and rotted by dock rats in a ditch, or they were thrown directly into the sea and hastily killed, but not everyone can Those who can afford a 'cemetery' in the Water Tomb District can enjoy the kind of 'high-standard' treatment that will be remembered or talked about by the living after death.
And at this time,
Under the shroud of black mist, the silent sea surface in the Water Graveyard, which was originally filled with all kinds of buoys, suddenly heard bursts of strange cries like seabirds... Of course, there were also those sharp tremors. The bells are ringing! !
The tombstones of various sizes floating on the sea with the buoys suddenly began to sway back and forth and tremble like a convulsion...
Thinking about the current situation in Bilgewater, it is not difficult to imagine that the noble sunken corpses suspended under the buoys must have all come to life, and want to break the cage that binds them and break free from those Tie their heavy water coffins, anchors, gun barrels, gravel nets, rusty cannonballs or pounded buckets and other devices and climb to the shore?
It's a pity that they are tied up in the sea water and can't swim. At this time, they can't do anything except struggling in the sea water and making the buoys swing together! However, this matter must be said to be an irony?
Because, those who originally dreamed of hiding deep in the sea and finding rest and glory under the care of the 'bearded lady', now became the first victims of this extremely serious soul-eating night, and became the " One of the cursed undead who came to life...
But no matter what, the dark shadows rolling in the sky of Bilgewater, the mist clashing in various streets, and the cold mist rising on the sea are all enough to illustrate one fact. That is:
The terrible cursed black fog spreading from the Shadow Island, the most terrifying soul-eating night in the daily culture of Bilgewater people, those black fogs, they are coming!
Moreover, it is more serious than before! !
…
white harbor,
In this gang stronghold that was transformed from a large warehouse, the owner, Miss Fortune Sarah, and the gang leaders and leaders of her gangs are carefully, holding their breath, standing or Squatting, groups of three or five were hiding quietly in this large room that was shrouded in darkness, unable to see their fingers, and basically without any additional light.
'...'
'...'
call!
hiss! call!
Except for the vague sound of someone's heavy breathing, they didn't dare to make even a single sound at this time!
even,
Some people only dare to be careful when breathing, control themselves to hold their breath, and try to keep themselves quiet... However, the muzzle of the musket in their hands does not remain still, but allows it to be aimed at anyone at any time. Make strange noises, or take a look at those breathable windows where monsters may break in!
Although, even they themselves knew that those invisible cursed souls, undead or other monsters that came to Bilgewater's Shadow Island with the black mist would definitely have to break into this wooden house. They will not be blocked by the walls of those solid shipboard wooden houses, but they still subconsciously place their hope in those solid walls, subconsciously trusting those obstacles that can bring them a slight sense of security. , which can be seen from the fact that almost everyone is leaning against the wall at this time.
'Woooo...'
suddenly!
While Miss Fortune Sarah and her unreliable gang leaders waited for a long time, they did not encounter any danger, nor did they see any undead intrusion, not even the cursed black mist that filled the air. How much spread in, thinking that the undead could not discover them, and allowed them to continue to linger here, thinking that they could hold on until dawn...
Finally, at this time, an uninvited guest visited the not-too-hidden place where they were hiding!
'Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
A blue, transparent ghost slowly crawled in from a wall on the south side while emitting the kind of low moans and twisted sounds of pain that could make even timid people feel their souls tremble.
'! ! '
'! ? '
This situation scared everyone present and unconsciously turned the muzzles of their respective loaded guns. While continuing to hide their bodies in the darkness, they also aimed at the intruder. Uninvited guest.
It was a person trailing bursts of ethereal black smoke. It had a vague outline of a human being, but it had an unusually distorted face. It was hard to see clearly what it looked like, but it kept emitting a faint blue fluorescence. A strange thing that is translucent and looks like a ball of black smoke.
It is indeed the kind of cursed undead from the Shadow Island! !
'...'
'...'
In an instant, everyone's breathing seemed to have stopped temporarily...
Because, according to some good people in Bilgewater, if you hold your breath during the Night of Souls, you can make the dead souls ignore their existence in the dark night?
Regardless of whether this trick is useful or not, at this critical time, no one is stupid enough to question the authenticity of such rumors! !
Anyway, everyone, including Miss Fortune Sarah, instantly used the super breath-holding ability they use when diving! Each of them immediately closed their mouths, stopping the exchange of air between their nasal cavities, lungs, and the outside world. Their entire bodies, the muzzles of their guns, and their eyes were all fixed on the intruder. The undead ghost was alert to every move of the other party, and the rest of its body parts were stiff and motionless.
'Woo...'
'Woooo...'
The blue figure like a cloud of smoke first walked around in the study room that was converted from a large warehouse, and then wandered slowly and aimlessly. It seemed that he really didn't notice anyone present? But it seems like they are trying to determine the number of living people hiding here? !
But no matter what it is doing, in this case, no one dares to act rashly at this time! !
'Woooo...'
'Woooooooo...'
The ghost of the evil monster from Shadow Island is still wandering around, and the air is filled with that cold and vicious curse... Fortunately, the people here are not the kind of people who are particularly timid, otherwise , I'm afraid they will blow up their nest first without waiting for the other party to take any actual action, right?
'Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
The ghost walked around the room aimlessly...
It seems that it really cannot find anyone hiding here, because it has not touched anyone's body, nor has it stayed in front of any person for any extra time. The eyes on its twisted face, It also doesn’t really focus on any one person’s face or body.
'Oh woo woo...'
But soon, it used its actual actions to tell everyone a cruel fact, that is:
When facing these cursed undead souls, any superficial moves, whether hiding in a house, a box or a cabinet, or closing your eyes and holding your breath and pretending to be dead, are of no use! Because they can smell the stench of living people, hear their heartbeats, and feel their body temperature that is full of warmth and makes them jealous!
'His! ! ! '
After the ghost floated around in a circle, it first landed lightly and nonchalantly in front of one of the gang leaders, whose body was shaking the most, his eyes were wide open, and cold sweat began to break out on his head. Then, its whole body suddenly swelled up and turned into a ferocious look, and it screamed and pounced over!
"??"
"Get away!!"
The gang leader who had been tempted to shoot for a long time finally became hardened at the same time!
So, he directly held the weapon in his hand tightly, raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger fiercely at the monster that rushed towards him, causing the hammer of the musket to slam into the fire door of the musket, and then Amidst the explosion and the glow of the gunpowder burning in the dark room, a metal bead said to be capable of harming the undead was fired from the muzzle of the gun that was spewing sparks towards the ghost. That ferocious transparent head part shot out.
Bang! !
'! ! '
'Ugh~! '
With the sound of a gunshot and the ghost's cry that sounded like a wail, after the bullet passed through the head of the ghost without any hindrance, it suddenly stopped again, and then unexpectedly The entire soul body exploded like a punctured blister?
'...'
'...'
After the gunfire, the room quickly returned to calm, and once again fell into darkness... Of course, the difference from just now is that the sound of rapid breathing here seems to be getting louder and louder. It's heavy.
Because almost everyone can feel that the air around them seems to be getting colder?
'! ! '
'Look! They're coming, no good! Fire! Fire quickly! ! '
Bang! Bang!
'I have it here too! ! '
'And over there, shoot! Get rid of them! ! '
'Ha ha! Monster, you can't even think of taking away my old smoker! ! '
'Die to the scum of the Shadow Isles! ! '
Bang! Bang! Snapped! !
Maybe excitement, maybe fear-induced hysteria?
Anyway, when these gang leaders hiding here discovered the kind of projectiles fired by the weapons in their hands, and found that the gadget could indeed cause effective damage to the undead, they started to see more ghosts coming from the walls in all directions. As they poured in, they began to roar and open fire, and soon the White Harbor dock warehouse was immersed in smoke, fire, and bursts of excited curses and shouts.
Of course, there must have been the gunshots one after another, after all, there were more than twenty people hiding inside.
"..."
However, what the gangsters and robbers who were shouting and fighting fiercely didn't know was that while they were busy shooting and loading bullets in the dark against the undead, a red-haired woman actually shot After breaking one of the ghosts and the window sill behind the ghost, he seized the opportunity and jumped out of the house in the firelight at which moment?
And the bandit leaders who were shooting alternately had no idea that their leader, their Miss Fortune, had already taken the lead and ran outside the house, leaving them all behind. .
"snort!"
What a bunch of idiots! !
Miss Fortune Sarah cursed in her heart and jumped out of the house. She did not dare to continue shooting easily. After she saw the massive ghost monsters flying in the black mist flying towards the place where they were hiding, she hurriedly He grabbed his own ammunition bag and suddenly spilled out a piece of special ammunition that was proven to be able to restrain the undead. After frightening away the ghosts blocking the way, he turned around, crouched and groped in the dark and disappeared into a small lane. In the alley.
And behind her, in the dock warehouse house, there was still the sound of muskets, the flashes of fire when muskets were fired, the figures reflected on the windowsill, and the people who were rushing towards that place crazily. At first glance, it looked like there were almost thousands of terrifying ghosts.
"..."
Sarah knew that those idiots were probably in danger!
And she must take advantage of the chaos, the roar of people in various places, the screams of people being attacked, and the surrounding firelight to run to a safer place before they completely disappear! For example, the dense residential area on the mountain where there are more people to share the pressure, or... near the temple of the bearded lady Nagakapoulos who must be safe on the top of the mountain?
"Hum hum……"
"Desperate knight, under the power of Shadow Island, your life is just a burden, and I... will generously give you true freedom!!"
Shadow of War, Hecarim, the Death Ghost Knight of the Iron Legion, waved his huge and heavy war blade, constantly kicking the hard rocky ground of Bilgewater, coldly Smiling ferociously, he looked at the knight in front of him who was riding a tall golden-armored horse, wearing the same golden plate armor, and holding a long broad sword that exuded the golden flame energy that he hated. Said mockingly.
Ever since Hecarim was swept away by the Curse of Destruction on the Blessed Light Isles hundreds of years ago, he and his Iron Order have been imprisoned in the Shadow Isles forever... and he has also been sealed away for hundreds of years. In this strange reconstruction of the body and the war horse in life!
Driven by that cold curse, Hecarim, in addition to angrily patrolling the Shadow Islands, the land he once wanted to conquer, and following the black mist spreading outward from the Shadow Islands to fight and fight everywhere, It had been a long time since he and the ghost army of the Iron Legion had been able to fight an evenly matched enemy, and it had been a long time since he had been able to fight happily and reminisce about his long-gone glory.
But now, a powerful enemy is in front of him, and he is also a knight. This makes Hecarim very interested in cutting off the opponent's head, granting him eternal death, and joining his Iron Legion. Here, enjoy the eternal suffering and torture with them! !
"Evil undead!!"
"My great sword, its name is the Ashbringer, and it is also the nemesis of your undead! I will use its power to uphold justice in this land! I firmly believe that I will be like the one who expelled our Kingdom of Lordaeron. Just like the Scourge Legion, I will wipe you and your undead legions from this island!!"
"I will firmly believe in this!!"
After saying that, Alexandros Mograine, the leader of the Ashbringer, Lord Paladin, and Knights of the Silver Hand, exploded the power of the Holy Light in his body, allowing them to interact with the 'Ashbringer' in his hand. The mutual reflection caused his entire body to be enveloped in bursts of golden holy light flames, just like a golden god of war descending from the God Realm. He looked very mighty and unparalleled in power!
At the same time, under the illumination of his golden holy light, the surrounding black mist and the undead flying everywhere with the black mist actually retreated, leaving a large damage area illuminated by the golden light. Inside, there was left a large open area and the fierce undead that was confronting him.
He, Alexandros Mograine, is not afraid of the other party, at least, not in the current one-on-one situation! And the reason why he has not activated the talisman given to him by their leader Anne, and has not summoned their Knights of the Silver Hand, is actually to be able to fight with the guy in front of him before that. Have a fight! !
After all, if you really think about it, after the Scourge in the world of Azeroth "brought order" and were controlled by the former prince of the high elves, the new Lich King Kael'thas, he Alexandros Mowgli It has been a long time since Ni has been able to face a worthy opponent, especially an evil undead like the one in front of him!
so,
Now his accuracy against the enemy is not even lower than that of the unique death knight opposite him! It's just that he doesn't know how capable the other party is. Is he as strong as the former Lich King Arthas, the evil beast who killed his master and his father?
…
"Well……"
"Hey! Which one of them do you think will win?"
The little fishman Fitz was sitting happily on the railing of the largest balcony on the second floor of the house with another troubled little girl, looking at the two people who were confronting each other in the small square-like garden below. The two cavalrymen discussed with wide eyes.
Now the ordinary undead around her didn't dare to approach her or the little girl next to her, so Fitz was happy and relaxed. He could imitate each other and stand directly on the railing, dangling his feet, watching what was about to happen below. The kind of duel that breaks out between knights.
"Of course it's Uncle Mograine!!"
For this kind of thing, Anne felt that there was no need to consider it at all!
Because, that uncle Alexandros Mograine belongs to her. If the opponent really can't be defeated, she will immediately open the portal and let a large group of ferocious and cruel paladins rush out and overturn the car. Get rid of that ugly centaur undead knight! !
or……
She can also secretly help cheat, such as secretly stumbling on the centaur without anyone noticing, such as letting it run with stones, and accidentally being caught by flowers, grass, or pebbles. Got bumped into?
(…)
(●￣￣●)
“But I think it’s the one with four legs, because it’s stronger and has more legs!!”
The little fishman Fitz disagrees with the little girl Annie's view, because when in the ocean, when the deep sea monsters fight, only the sea monsters that are bigger, have more tentacles or legs can win! And those who are thin are often defeated and eaten by the bigger ones!
Of the two at the bottom, the blue-green one is obviously stronger than the golden one, and should have a greater chance of victory?
"But……"
Σ(д)
"One, two, three, four... including the war horses, Uncle Mograine has six legs in total. He is the one with more legs!!"
(⊙w⊙`)
Anne had never thought that she could win a fight with more legs, but if that was the case, it seemed that the uncle Mograine she summoned from Azeroth had more legs?
"??"
"Yeah...it seems like he really needs two more legs...but he is a little thinner..."
In terms of body size, the undead knight must be stronger, but if he has more legs, the golden guy has two more legs, so Fitz, the little fishman, feels a little embarrassed. , I don’t know how to calculate this matter. Who has a greater chance of winning?
"In short, Uncle Mograine will definitely win!!"
With little Annie helping her secretly cheat, she never imagined that Uncle Alexandros Mograine, the Holy Knight, might fail.
"No!!"
"I still think the big guy will win!!"
After struggling for a while, the little fishman finally felt that the undead knight with all kinds of ferocious skull decorations on his body was better, no matter from the top or bottom.
"Mograine will win!"
(`)
"The four-legged one will win!!"
Fizz, the little fishman, expressed his dissatisfaction! !
"Mograine!!"
(●-`Д-)ノ
'Four-legged! ! '
Fitz still stands by his point of view!
Just like that, the two of them sat on the balcony of the second floor without any care at all, facing the spacious flat ground below, facing the two who were confronting each other, one was covered in gold, and the other was covered in that kind of The monsters in the dirty plate armor, but with the power of the cold undead inside, started to argue and comment.
(…)
(●￣￣●)
(Little Master... someone is here again, on the roof behind you...)
(Finally, Tibbers couldn't help but remind him of a bad little master who just played and argued with his playmates and didn't care about the surrounding situation at all. He thought, if someone else dares to be so careless, I'm afraid You don’t know how many times you have died, right?)
'Hey hey hey...'
'I still think that little fish is right. Will that guy Hecarim win? '
A gloomy and hollow laughter suddenly sounded behind the two of them, like a voice coming from a distant and deep void.
"Eh?"
∑(△｀)? !
"who?!"
The next second, both little Annie, who was reminded by her little bear Tibbers, and the little fishman Fitz, who was startled by the sinister laughter, all turned their heads towards the roof above the balcony behind them. Look.
There, floating there was a man wearing a red mage robe and a similarly red high hat, holding a thick book in his left hand and holding a long staff in his right hand... a big lich? !
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