Walking into the Forgotten City, all you see are undead, interspersed with a few orcs or other races from time to time, just as Kronia said.
"The main plane of the undead no longer belongs to the undead. In the land of the undead, the former masters existed like slaves without any dignity, and these foreign races have instead become superior rulers..."
Standing on the commercial street of the Forgotten City, Ron felt overwhelmed. He looked at the undead coming and going. Although the place was extremely lively, it was not a place for undead. From time to time, a team of fully armed orcs passed by here. The undead who came and went avoided one after another, with a look of fear in their eyes.
What is the reason for the original master to become the current slave? Is it really just a matter of faith
"Get out of the way... get out of the way..."
An extremely rude orc muttered in a rough voice, and ran directly over, using his huge body and powerful strength to squeeze a road, as if the whole street belonged to him.
Ron felt his body bumped and pushed aside.
"Humph!"
A trace of anger flashed in Shaar's eyes, and she walked straight up to the orc without dodging or avoiding it.
The heavy armor passed by, and a series of sparks appeared. The orc was hit by Shaar, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.
"Damn undead..."
Seeing that it was a death knight who bumped into him, the orc roared angrily, and was about to step forward to make a move angrily. At this moment, he saw Shaar's eyes froze.
Xia Ya was also staring at the other party, her eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a hint of hostility, Xia Ya's meaning was very clear, if you want to do something, just do it.
Shaar and the orcs confronted each other in the street, which immediately frightened Kronia and the surrounding undead.
"Who is this person?"
"My God, she actually confronted the orcs? Is it going to fight?"
"I don't know how to live or die!"
The surrounding undead looked at the two people in the vortex, some people's eyes were full of worry and fear, while others were gloating.
In the eyes of these undead, orcs are synonymous with strength and savagery, while undead represent humbleness and lowliness. In the forgotten city, orcs are the supreme existence. In the eyes of other undead, Shaar's behavior is courting death.
"It's over!"
Kronia sighed, thinking that Shaar would never stop, but now, if he really clashed with that orc, as soon as the orc guards arrived, everything would be over.
This orc is also an orc, and a powerful warrior with the strength of God's Domain. If he really fights with Char, he doesn't know who will win, but Char has enough confidence to defeat him.
Ron's palms were full of sweat. At this moment, his heart was full of entanglements. On the one hand, he hoped that Shaar would teach the orcs a lesson, but on the other hand, he was afraid of revealing his identity, and his success fell short.
Finally, the orc retreated, and Ron saw cowardice in his eyes, and he retreated from Xia Ya's fearless eyes.
"Hmph, wait and see!"
The orc let out a stern "Bah", dropped a word sternly, moved away from Shaar, turned and left.
"call-"
There was no excitement to watch, and the undead onlookers breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly dispersed. Some people's eyes were clearly disappointed, thinking why this orc was so cowardly, it's unreasonable...
"What's wrong with you?"
After the orcs left, Kronya complained, "If we really fight here, do we still have to do our mission? I'm afraid they will be caught by the orcs and put in prison."
"I'm not afraid!" Xia Ya still had a cold expression, glanced at Kronia, and said plausibly: "I didn't do anything wrong, I didn't cause trouble, and I wasn't afraid of trouble! Besides, didn't that guy shrink? "
"you-"
Kronya was so angry that she couldn't speak. She really didn't have much to do with Shaar.
"Forget it this time, don't be so impulsive next time!"
Ron pondered for a long time, and finally said a word. He knew that Shaar's move was to help him vent his anger, and he was really moved, but the move was moved, but at present, he still needs to focus on completing the task.
If his identity is revealed and he is forced to escape from the city, the loss outweighs the gain. The successor of the Lich King and the owner of the Scepter of Scourge believe that many forces are interested in killing this future powerful opponent in the bud.
Xia Ya stopped talking, she still didn't dare to contradict Ron's order.
"Let's go, let's go to the biggest tavern in the Forgotten City!"
Ron reached out and patted Kronia on the shoulder, and Kronia came back to her senses.
Kronia nodded, took Ron and Shaar and turned a few streets, and came to a dim tavern. The tavern was small, about the size of a room. From the outside, Just like an ordinary residence.
Ron looked up at the signboard in front of the tavern, "Tombstone", this is the name of the tavern.
"Is this the biggest tavern in the Forgotten City?"
Ron couldn't believe it.
"No, I can't get any news from that place. There are people from me..."
Kronia whispered, she pressed the hood on her head, quickly pushed open the half-way door, and walked in.
Ron and Shaar looked at each other. He knew that Kronia had been operating in Hokan District for many years and had her own news channel, so he also followed behind.
The tavern was small, very dark, even a bit gloomy, but it was very quiet. Judging from the number of guests, the business of this tavern was not good.
At the position by the window sill, an undead in a black robe was lying on the table. Judging from the smell of alcohol, he was already drunk.
"sit down!"
The maid in black maid uniform led the three of Ron to a table, pointed impolitely, turned and left, and after a while, according to Kronia's order, the fragrant rum sent up.
"Please enjoy!"
"Boom-boom-boom-"
Three glasses of rum were placed on the table, and most of the table was spilled.
Kronya didn't mind, she raised the wine glass in her hand and took a sip.
The tavern was very quiet, the three of them chatted one after another, but they didn't get to the point. They drank one cup of rum after another. After several hours, it seemed that it was going to be dark.
Ron was still calm, but Xiaya was a little anxious, "Cronia's people" didn't seem to show up.
Xia said coldly, "Cronia, didn't you want to inquire about the news? After sitting in this kind of place for so long, we seem to have done nothing...wasting time is not a good habit!"
"Don't worry!" Kronya smiled slightly, "I've left a mark along the way, if that guy sees it, he will definitely come!"
Ron glanced at Xia and motioned her to keep silent. Xia gritted his teeth and had no choice but to swallow the breath.
The three of them sat down again, but they couldn't find anything to say. Seeing that it was getting dark, Kronya couldn't sit still anymore and said that she wanted to go out to find someone.
After Kronia left, the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open with a "squeak", accompanied by a strong smell of alcohol, a short, slovenly, bearded old undead in a gray robe walked in like a beggar .
Holding a rope in his hand, the old beggar was dragging a huge oak barrel, which was used to hold wine. The old beggar came in, put the barrel towards the door, and then held it with a smile on his face. Table begging for wine.
The dirty old beggar naturally ignored him, and the guests at several tables waved away as if they had seen a plague god, but the old beggar was not annoyed, and walked to the next table with a smile, and continued to beg for drinks.
The old beggar seemed to be a frequent visitor to the tavern, and the maids and tavern owner did not chase him away.
At this time, the old beggar had already seen Ron and Xia's table, his eyes lit up, and he walked over.
"Respected Death Knight... Your courage is like an eternal light, shining on the entire main plane..."
As soon as the old beggar came, he praised Xia Ya desperately, but on the other side he drooled and stared at the half-drinked rum in front of Xia Ya. I have to say that this guy had a good eloquence, but he was dismissed after only speaking half of it. Char interrupted.
"Go, go... Don't bother me, if you come again, I will kill you with a sword!"
Xia Yazheng was not in a good mood, his almond eyes stared, and he was about to get angry.
"Uh… "
The old beggar responded with a lot of compliments from Shaar, and saw through his tricks, so he had to smile embarrassingly, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Ron.
"Old man, do you want to drink? Take this glass of wine and drink it!"
Ron said, he pushed the wine glasses that were still full in front of him, which were filled with low-quality rum. Seeing the old beggar, Ron thought of his grandpa, and couldn't help feeling sympathetic.
The old beggar's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Thank you, thank you so much, respected Mr. Necromancer, you are the most generous person in the world..."
After saying that, he saluted respectfully and left with his wine glass.
I saw the old beggar holding a cup bigger than his head, carefully sitting in the oak barrel bigger than his body, enjoying the wine in the cup.
After drinking, this guy threw the wine glass in his hand and fell asleep in the barrel...
So this barrel is his home...
"This drunk..."
Ron couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw this scene. He had seen a lot of guys who were addicted to alcohol, but this was the first one who lived in an oak barrel.
Shaar frowned, "Why hasn't Kronya come back?"
Just as she was talking, Kronia pushed the door in from the tavern and walked in. Her face was very depressed at the moment, and she drank the rum in front of her as soon as she sat down.
"I can't find it. I don't know where this guy went. I searched several streets, but I can't find it!"
"It's fine if you can't find it. It's the same to inquire about the news yourself. Isn't it just how many orc troops have been deployed in the Forgotten City? It's a very simple matter..." Ron said comfortingly.
"It's different!" Kronya said with her red eyes raised, "This guy is very well-informed, he knows something that we can't find out at all..."
"Who is he?" Ron asked strangely.
"He is a prophet, possessing certain predictive powers... We call him the Oak Barrel Wise Man..." Kronia was talking, when she collected herself, she saw the oak barrel in a corner of the tavern, and said in surprise, " Hell, I searched all over and couldn't find it, I didn't expect this guy to be here... "