What appeared in front of my eyes was the ruins of Lordaeron, and the Undercity was built under these ruins—in fact, the current Undercity cannot be called a city. If my guess is correct, the underground city is now It should still be just a prototype of a huge crypt excavated on the basis of the original Lordaeron sewers. After all, no matter how violent the plot is, the independence of the Forsaken is only a few months away, and the scarlet crusaders around With the harassment of the remnants of the undead, it is impossible for these Forsaken who are alone and lacking in resources to develop with peace of mind.
Although it has become ruins, the ancient city in front of you can still reveal a glimmer of its past glory. The hundreds of meters high city wall is completely constructed of huge stone blocks. The molten lead and the magic resistance that can strengthen the city wall are poured between the stone blocks. With a tiny amount of Mithril, such a strong wall is strong enough to resist the most powerful external attack, but who would have thought that this glorious city would eventually fall inside it
Under the bleak sunset of Tirisfal, the ancient city walls of Lordaeron reflected dim light, and the ruins behind them were exposed between the half-collapsed walls. With its head hanging down, it has become a paradise for spiders, swinging weakly with the dirty breeze, and there are shocking deep cracks criss-crossing near the collapsed city gate, silently telling the story under the desolate sunset. The war and death that this land has experienced.
"Master..." An Weina leaned towards me suddenly, with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"It's okay, everything will be fine, Alaya must have a way to purify this land." I patted Anwena's head comfortingly, and said so after calming down my depressed mood.
Zaken, who was next to us, stopped suddenly, and then said in a low and threatening tone through the little zombie behind him: "Purge this land?"
"Don't worry, I'm not the same as those crusaders whose brains were burned by the Holy Light. I will heal the world, but I don't think the Forsaken is filthy. Maybe you can expect a Forsaken and the living to be together A world of peaceful coexistence under the same blue sky."
"Humph—" the other party snorted coldly, "Living people, I am becoming more and more curious about you. If you are not a powerful prophet, then you are a crazy lunatic. In my opinion, the possibility of the latter Bigger... ”
"If I were you, I would think so too, but your mission is to bring me to Cirvanas. My identity means nothing to you, right? Oh, right, we won't Do you want to go through the sewer?"
I found that Zaken didn't lead us through the front, but walked towards the side hillside, so I couldn't help but asked curiously.
"sewer?"
"You don't know? Just to the west of the Undercity, on the small slope next to the ruins of Lordaeron, there is a sewer exit that goes directly to the ground. I think the direction you lead the way is most likely to go through there?"
"Who are you?!" Zaken finally couldn't restrain the shock in his heart, he suddenly stopped and asked me loudly, "How do you know the location of the emergency passage that is still under design?!"
Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, Zaken repeated in his heart, even the Forgotten people don't know about the emergency passage in that design, and he only heard it from the chief once, and even that The passage itself is just a design drawing. The sewer exit from Lordaeron's underground that can reach the ground already existed, but now that place has not been dug through to the big crypt at all, but this mysterious human being in front of him, he actually knows. that place? !
Is he really a living person? Wouldn't it be some idle banshee who ran out and occupied a dead body to make fun of herself
At this moment, such a somewhat funny idea suddenly flashed in Zaken's mind.
"It turns out that it hasn't been activated yet." I didn't know what the skeleton in front of me was thinking, but nodded and said, "It seems that it is still affected by the plot... Oh, don't worry about it, just continue to lead the way .”
Although his head was full of doubts, Zaken decided to keep silent, but his heart became more curious about this strange human who seemed to have mastered all the secrets.
Finally, we came to a hidden cave at the foot of the mountain. According to Zaken's description, this is now the entrance to the Undercity.
"Living people, this is the entrance to the Undercity. I don't know what the elevator you are talking about is, but now we all enter and exit the crypt from here. Of course, this is only a temporary entrance." Out of my curiosity, Zaken rarely took the initiative to explain this to me.
"Oh... It's quite dark here, is there a light?"
"Darkness is not a problem for the undead." Zaken walked into the big dark hole first, followed by me and Anveena, and finally the silly little boy controlled by Zaken zombie.
It's funny, we are surrounded by "one person" from front to back...
"I'm afraid it's because there are no candles because of the shortage of resources?" In the dark, I laughed softly.
I can't see if Zaken's high-calcium face will have an embarrassing expression, but I guess he must be very embarrassed. What I said is true. The resource shortage of the Forsaken has reached an alarming level. Due to the ravages of the plague in Tirisfal, there are not many resources to obtain. Although the usual material needs of the undead are also very low, their daily resources have also reached the point where they can’t make ends meet. Skeleton soldiers are on the battlefield. Quite useful soldiers, but definitely not qualified workers. Relying on them to collect resources is really inefficient. Don’t believe the development speed of the undead in the game. They can't use ordinary tools at all. A ghoul who uses his claws to cut wood is definitely not as good as a farmer uncle with a hoe, and their claws are definitely not suitable for work that requires precision like construction. High-level undead creatures are definitely better. You can make your body almost indistinguishable from what it was before you were alive, but can you imagine a scene where a strengthened company of death knights are collectively shirtless digging holes in a mine
Zakon is right, the undead are not afraid of the dark, but as the Forsaken who already have free thoughts, the memory of their life still makes them yearn for the light even more. I believe Sylvanas will not like to stay in a dark place all day In the five-fingered earth hole.
"Anwena, can you have some more light?" I waved my hand and asked the ghost maid behind me to come over.
"Okay master, look at me!" After I reminded Anveina, she immediately reacted, and the energy in her body was released for a while, and immediately the originally dim, unidentified luminous body, which was similar to an ordinary ghost, became a dazzling light. Dazzling little sun.
"It's too bright, turn it down, turn it down... well, brighten it up a little bit... turn it into white natural light... good, good, keep it like this, and focus the light a little ahead by the way..."
Beside me, Zaken was already stunned: Can the light on the ghost be adjusted like this
In addition, there are such boring undead in this world
"Stop! Who?"
Just as I was admiring my genius creativity, a voice suddenly came from the front. When I looked up, it turned out that we had reached the end of the passage, and an undead officer who looked much higher than Zaken was standing there. In front of us, looking beyond this tall undead officer, I can already see a corner of an underground city that has begun to take shape—of course, this city still looks more like a big hole now.
"Zakon? Why are you back?" At this time, the undead officer had recognized Zacken who was walking in the front, and then he raised his head slightly, as if sensing something in the air, "The breath of a living person?! Zackon Ken, are you bringing back a captive?"
Since the undead under the Lich King are controlled by the same spirit, they can directly rely on spiritual connection to transmit information, but the Forsaken who have gained free thinking have lost this ability, and they can only choose less efficient Way, the little zombie behind us stepped forward and began to introduce us to the undead officer.
"Strange living person," the undead officer turned his gaze to us, "there is another... even weirder ghost..."
I noticed that when I looked at Anveena who was playing the role of a mobile searchlight, the undead officer's severely atrophied face twitched twice quickly and then turned his gaze to me as if nothing had happened: " Living person, I have to tell you, no matter who you are or what you want to do, I am afraid that it will be very difficult for you to leave this city for a long time to come."
"It's okay. I'm also quite curious about this circle city. I can stay for a few more days. Can I meet Cirvanas now? Or do you need to inform me?"
"I hope this guy is not a poor fool..." The skeleton officer on the opposite side was a little puzzled by my reaction, and he whispered to Zaken, "Maybe our queen will be a little interested in this strange guy—I hope the queen Your Highness won't think we're wasting her time with a lunatic."