It was already night when Oster woke up and was locked in the house by his father. And when he finished speaking, the dowry had been collected and the wedding would be consummated in two days.
Oster thought of Miss Goblin's wild appearance and hungry look, his scalp was numb, and he became angrier as he thought about it.
He is not convinced! Why is it that others who have traveled through heaven and earth are omnipotent, go out to pick up treasures and fall in love with beautiful women, but he is still a loser after wearing it, and is even sold by his family to be the little husband of a goblin upstart.
This life is worse than my last life. At least I don’t need a scraper after I poop there.
Looking at the night outside the window, he made up his mind that he must run out this time. I am a noble time traveler, a face-slapping machine, a pretentious monster, and my head is full of knowledge that can change the world. How can I waste my life on such boring things!
Taking advantage of the twin moons disappearing into dark clouds, Auster escaped through the window. What was a bit strange was that his father, who was patrolling outside the house, was lying in the corner snoring loudly, and his sister, who was proficient in grappling and over-the-shoulder throwing, was silent in the room.
Oster found an old sword from deep in the warehouse, took a small bag of bread and water, and climbed over the farm fence. Enjoying the free air blowing against his face for the first time, he quickened his pace and walked into the barren mountains alone.
Where he couldn't see, a figure holding a long staff stared at him silently.
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In this super large concrete world of Azeroth, a small patch on the map is actually a country, and the towns represented by three or two houses have also returned to their proper size.
And unlike the earth, which has been completely occupied by civilization, there are vast expanses of undeveloped land between villages, where wild animals and savage races roam.
Oster walked in the mountains and forests all night, being chased around by wild wolves and bears. He lost his sword and food, and could not find the way to Goldshire. He had to accept the fact that he was lost.
After finally getting rid of the entanglement of the giant spider, I was tired and hungry. At this time, there was a cry of "blah blah blah-" in my ears.
Looking back, I saw several high-definition real-life murlocs standing around half a man tall, with their mouths wide open and messy long teeth.
It is no longer the cute big head and short legs, but looks like an ancient god's family that just climbed out of the deep sea, with rotten flesh hanging on its sticky skin, and its deformed front paws wielding a rusty sword.
A heartfelt fear surged into his heart, and Auster turned around and ran away, with the murlocs chasing after him.
Lowering his head to avoid the javelins thrown at him, Oster gradually left them behind by taking advantage of his long legs. Crossing the stream, what appeared in front of him was——
An entire village of fishmen.
"Wrrrlga waggmwl!——" (It's time to eat, it's time to eat, call everyone!)
Oster was tied up tightly and placed on a stone chopping board, ready to be chopped and skewered. The big and small murlocs on the side were sharpening their knives and making fires. It was so lively.
Oster was desperate. Reality was not a game. Most adventurers fell to the first wave of dangerous monsters they encountered when they went out. Now he even regretted not staying at home. The goblin wasn't that ugly after all, was he?
He watched helplessly as the murloc wearing a chef's hat walked towards him with his mouth full of laughter, raised a rusty kitchen knife, and slashed between his legs. At that moment, time seemed to slow down.
Recalling the two miserable lives, a sense of sadness and anger surged into my heart;
Destroy it! He despaired of this dark reality and his strange luck. If he can survive this time, he will join the Ancient God, join the Burning Legion, and attract the Lord of the Void. Well, it seems that these three are not on the same side at all. Anyway, we have to pay the price for this unfair world! And kill all the fishmen in this world——
A dark purple light flashed, and the chef fell down vomiting blood. There was a big hole in the chest of the twitching corpse. The other fishmen looked around in confusion, and their chests were exploded one by one by the purple light.
Oster didn't know what happened. Could it be that he suddenly exploded and awakened some kind of dark power?
But I was soon disappointed to find that it had nothing to do with him. Looking in the direction where the light just came from, I saw a man with a long staff, hoofs and horns, and a long robe standing in the night across the creek.
The fishmen who reacted waved their swords and rushed towards the man with strange screams. In the moonlight, the other party's appearance gradually became clearer, including an angular forehead, light blue skin, and horns and a tentacle-like beard on his head. It was none other than the Delaney priest during the day.
Facing the murlocs coming in like a tide, the priest remained calm. When they rushed forward, his cane suddenly burst out with a golden nova, blasting the murlocs to pieces.
Then he chanted a spell to interrupt the fishman elder who was hiding behind the hut secretly practicing his skills. At the same time, he released dark energy, controlled the murloc elder to turn around, and read out a chain of lightning that electrocuted a piece of murloc and himself into coke.
"Mag arlga mwwaglag!..." (This is not a mat, it is a trap, run!)
The remaining fishmen fled in all directions. Delaney walked over slowly, leaned over and untied Oster. Oster was extremely excited. Isn't this the legendary story of meeting an old man when he goes out and giving him treasures and skills? Sure enough, he still had to come out and have a look!
"Thank you for your help! May I ask your name, sir?"
Delaney stared at Oster's eyes for a long time before saying, "Don't you recognize me?"
Auster was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Oh, I heard that after falling from the barn during the day, it was a hoof... Bah, a Delaney priest came to the rescue, it must be you, this is called What a fate! Did you just happen to pass by?"
Delaney shook his head, "That's not what I said. Think again, we met earlier."
Oster was a little surprised. Could it be that he was an acquaintance before time travel? Looking at his confused look, Delaney sighed and said;
"Four months ago, we met once when you were about to set off with the caravan. At that time, I entrusted you with a package and asked you to help carry it to the Hope Mine south of Yuexi Town. Do you remember? I am Suo Larius.”
So that's it. Oster's mind was racing. How should he explain the situation? He couldn't confess that he was a time traveler, so it was better to put it off first.
"Well, it's like this. The caravan was later robbed by jackals by the Xiquan River. My head was slightly injured, and I can't remember most of the previous things..."
The actual situation is that no one in the caravan survived. The situation was very tragic at that time, and everyone or horses were torn to pieces. Based on the several gnoll corpses left at the scene and the claw marks on the dead horses, the Xiquan Security Council announced that the attack was carried out by gnolls and issued a wanted order against the gnoll tribe and its leader Hogg.
The original Oster also died there, but he was resurrected only because Wu Lian's soul penetrated his body.
"What about the contents of the package? Do you know where they went?"
"Ahaha, I guess it has been eaten by the jackals."
Solarius was silent for a while, then stood up and strode towards the woods. Seeing the night surrounding him and strange noises constantly coming from him, Oster was afraid that the murlocs would turn back, so he quickly followed them.
"Wait a minute, Master, are you a Dark Priest? I know that the tricks just now are Mind Explosion, Holy Nova and Mind Control! By the way, help me to see if I have the talent to be a Priest. Don't look at me like this , I know the Chronicle very well, does the church still need some handymen?..."
Walking deep into the woods, Oster was still chattering. Solarius stopped suddenly, turned his back to him and spoke slowly;
"Are you going to keep pretending? The thing must be in your hands. Please give it back to me. That is not a power that mortals can control."
What? Oster was stunned. What on earth was he talking about?
