Obviously, Celestine and others did not know what the neurotic adventurer got, and they were still immersed in the joy of victory.
"By the way, let's talk about harvest."
Celestine's right hand took out a palm-sized crow sculpture from his arms. Celestine didn't know when she got this thing. She only knew that when she discovered it, this strange crow sculpture had already appeared in front of her.
"Are you still looking at this crow?"
Evelyn looked at the crow sculpture in Celestine's hand and said: "This crow sculpture seems to be carved from some kind of precious wood, and the sculptor's skills are quite superb. Every feather is lifelike. It is absolutely unique." of art.”
"It should be able to sell for a lot of money."
Greyfax on the other side said in a sour tone: "Celestine, why do you always have better luck than me?"
While speaking, Greyfax took out a strange object that looked like an eye with her right hand: "I actually found this thing in Naxxramas."
Celestine pointed to the strange eye and said: "That eye contains the power of the holy light."
"Yes, Celestine."
Greyfax put the eye back into her pocket: "If it weren't for the divine power in this eye, I wouldn't put it away. What do you think it would be?"
Celestine said jokingly: "Eye of the Holy God?"
"Okay, stop teasing."
Greyfax said: "Maybe I should ask the people of the Argent Dawn, they may know something."
In this way, the army that had returned from victory in Naxxramas returned to the Holy Light's Hope Church. At that time, everyone believed that the war in the Plaguelands was over and the Scourge of the Undead had been defeated.
However, on this night, in the deserted space north of the Holy Light's Hope Church, the nervous adventurer and the priest who should have been staying at the church appeared there.
"Here we are."
The priest who stood still turned to look at the adventurer. The adventurer who felt that something was about to happen also looked at the priest:
"Father Inigo Monto, my endless wealth, my eternal life, my everything..."
Seeing that the adventurer in front of him was getting more and more nervous, the left corner of Father Monto's mouth had been raised to the base of his ear, and an evil smile hung on his face:
"Don't worry, adventurer. As long as you complete the ceremony, you will get everything. Now hold the urn and don't drop it. The ceremony will begin immediately."
"well!"
The adventurer immediately raised the urn high above his head, and the shadow covered his whole body. At the same time, dark spells were recited from Father Monto's mouth.
"Zazas, zazas, nastanaluzazas, zazas, zazas, nastanaluzazas, zazas, zazas, nastanaluzazas Si!"
"Resurrection, my master!"
An infinite dark aura suddenly emerged from the urn, swallowing up the nervous adventurer completely in an instant. The flesh and blood gradually rotted away and disappeared, and the white skeleton floated and condensed.
Soon, an evil figure replaced the adventurer and stood in front of Father Inigo Monto.
"Lord Kel'Thuzad!"
Father Monto knelt down on one knee and looked at the other person respectfully.
It turned out that what the adventurer was holding was not an ordinary urn, but the phylactery of the archlich Kel'Thuzad!
Every lich has a phylactery of its own. As long as the phylactery remains, the lich can be resurrected.
"You did a great job, Monto!"
The resurrected Kel'Thuzad said: "Those stupid mortals simply cannot understand the great power of the Lich King!"
With the resurrection of the Archlich, the battle in the Plaguelands is not over at all...
Back to Mikayla.
A few days later, Mikaela and Marlenia boarded the caravan's Kodo vehicle in Gadgetzan, preparing to head to Silithus.
Since the Cenarion Circle's army arrived in Silithus to establish a fortress, the goblins who sensed business opportunities immediately formed a caravan to Silithus and began to sell various supplies to the Cenarion Circle to make money.
After all, although the portal is convenient for the Cenarion Circle, it consumes a lot of money. It is more convenient to purchase supplies nearby. As for money, the night elves' Darnassus Bank already has interchange business with the goblin bank, so the Cenarion Circle can Have your accountant remit money directly from your bank account without using cash.
With the opening of the trade caravan, many adventurers who decide to join the Cenarion Circle can also ride on the caravan and no longer have to walk alone in the wilderness.
For example, opposite Mikaela, there was a tauren hunter named Minodor Doyle Farhoof, who was preparing to go to Silithus to help the Cenarion Council and earn some commissions along the way.
Because they were traveling together, Michaela chatted with him: "I used to think that you tauren were very honest, until I met them."
Minodol let out an exasperated "hmm" and said, "I think you should have met someone from the Golden Hoof Clan."
The full name of the tauren who had a profound impact on Michaela was Trust-Golden Hoof. Judging from the surname, it was indeed from the Golden Hoof clan.
Michaela nodded: "Yes, I did meet people from the Golden Hoof clan, how did you know?"
Minodol let out a loud "hum" again and said: "Each of our Tauren clans have their own division of labor. For example, my Far Hoof clan is the hunter, while the Golden Hoof clan is famous among the Tauren for being good at doing business. "
That’s it, I’ve learned a lot.
Michaela understood. If she had known that the Golden Hoof clan was a shrewd businessman, then Michaela would not have been unprepared to face the blackmail from Trust-Golden Hoof.
"By the way, Mikaela, why did you go all the way to Silithus to help the Cenarion Circle?"
Minodor asked: "I remember that your blood elves' home should be in the Eastern Continent."
Well……
In fact, I have moved my family to Steamwheedle Port.
But what Mikaela said was: "Because I have friends in the Cenarion Circle."
This sentence is not a lie, Mikaela's "friend" Alot - Yuxing is indeed working for the Cenarion Circle.
But these words made Mino Doyle spray out white mist again: "Mikayla, you are blood elves, right?"
Michaela nodded and said, "Yes."
Minodor: "I remember that the night elves don't like you blood elves. It seems that there is a historical connection between your two races."
Torina jumped out and said: "Nonsense, there was no such thing as night elves or high elves during the ancient elven empire. That was a classification that came about after the elves were separated. It was also because of the original conflicts that led to the separation. Now the night elves and blood elves are mutually exclusive. Don’t deal with it.”
Of course, the so-called night elves and blood elves who cannot deal with each other refer to the whole group, but Mikaela single-handedly managed to win over Alot, the night elf...
"Right, Michaela?" Torina looked at Michaela expectantly.
However, in reality, Michaela just said "cough" and ignored Torina's nonsense.
"Is your throat feeling uncomfortable?"
While talking, Minodole took out a steak from his pocket and fed it to the pet lion lying at his feet.
Minodauer's pet was named Aiqi, a male lion with a silver mane all over his body. According to him, they met on the plain northeast of the crossroads. When they met for the first time, Minodal recognized Echi and tamed him as a pet, which he keeps with him to this day.
"Well!"
Aiqi, who had eaten the steak, deliberately raised his head, leaned his head towards his master and made a coquettish sound. Minodor also touched the lion's head with his hand. The latter shook it a few times with great enjoyment, and then lay quietly on the ground again.
Michaela couldn't help but said: "Eqi, so cute."
Marlenia, who was sitting next to Michaela, couldn't help but ask: "Can I touch it?"
"Can."
Minodaoer showed a simple smile and said: "Eqi is not afraid of life."
"good!"
Marlenia immediately took a step forward, squatted in front of Aiqi, and stretched out her right hand to touch his head.
Who would have thought that Aiqi, who was originally very quiet, suddenly stood up, shrank his body back, and let out a strange scream:
"Ho, ho!"
Faced with such a situation, Michaela immediately reached out and grabbed Marlenia's shoulder. While pulling her back, she said: "Marenia, you scared it."
Marlenia had no choice but to sit back and said in an aggrieved tone: "I didn't do anything."
Minodor also saw everything just now. He knew that Malenia's hand had not touched Aiqi's head, but the latter was already frightened.
How is this going?
Minodor immediately pressed his hand on Aiqi's head, communicating through the soul connection between the hunter and the pet, and understanding Aiqi's thoughts while comforting him.
"Um!"
Suddenly, Mino Doyle made a surprised sound, and then he looked at Marlenia and asked, "Excuse me, do you have anything very dangerous on you?"
Something dangerous?
Both Michaela and Marlenia felt baffled.
A few seconds later, Michaela, who was still an older brother, came out to speak: "Mino Doyle, what happened? What did your pet feel?"
Mino Doyle replied: "Michaela, Aiqi told me that there is something in your sister that makes it feel very dangerous, and Aiqi does not want to touch it."
"Is there something dangerous on me?"
Marlenia looked at herself, could there be anything dangerous in her body?
Finally, Marlenia looked at the prosthetic leg on her right hand, raised it, and asked, "Is it my prosthetic leg?"
Because Azeroth is a magical world, most injuries can be solved through healing spells, so most people will not encounter the problem of broken limbs, resulting in very few people like Marlenia equipped with prosthetic limbs.
"No, it's not."
Minodor said: "Although your prosthetic limb is very rare, anyone with some vision can know that it is a prosthetic limb made by Thorium, and it cannot be something dangerous. It is impossible for Aiqi to lie to me, and animals Their senses are also more acute than ours."
At this point, Mino Doyle paused briefly, and then said: "So, if you don't have a clue, Michaela, I suggest you take your sister to have a good physical examination when you have time."
"Well, thank you."
On the surface, Michaela politely thanked Mino Doyle for the advice.
But in his heart, in his spiritual world!
Even Torina felt something was wrong and said: "Michaela, I think you'd better contact the Evil God about this matter."
"That's right."
Today's Marlenia is exactly Michaela's sister in her previous life, the product of being resurrected by the evil god. To put it bluntly, except for the soul, the entire body was pinched by the evil god. God knows if this guy put anything weird into Marlenia’s body!
Of course, now is not the time to contact the evil god.
So, Michaela immediately changed the subject and said: "By the way, Minodor, why did you come to Silithus to join the Cenarion Council? I think you are not just doing it for the commission."
I saw Minodaoer exhaled, "Hmm", and then took out something from his pocket...
