Chapter XI
Luo Xia hesitated to look at several "colleagues" who blocked his way. His first reaction was that his identity was exposed, but he immediately calmed down.
At this time, he had already reached the corner of the street where he lived temporarily, which was also a private residence of the mage that the undead in the city would not usually approach. If the other party discovered the truth, there was no need to deliberately avoid the patrol of the dead and ambushed here. When the Scourge Legion fought against the Expeditionary Force during the day, he could simply and easily kill himself.
Then... if you abandon the official duties of major issues, the only explanation... can only be a personal distraction.
Sure enough, before Luo Xia asked a question, a wizard with a cloak came out of the opposite side. Because of this common interior clothing with a purple pattern mask, he could not see his face, and could only see a pair of gray-blue eyes. The man walked leisurely, looked over in a condescending posture, and said coldly: "Mainland people, hand over the containers around your waist, and these supplies have been requisitioned."
Roxa was stunned. When he saw these "comrades" again, he realized that although they were also covered tightly, their exposed skin was faintly weak. When he recalled the information he had from the diary of the dead Schiller, he understood it a little.
It turned out that I was here to beg for food... no, I was here to rob.
The root of this undescending disaster probably starts with the internal structure of the undead natural disaster. Although in terms of the alliance and the tribe, the Scourge Legion is like a cold and ruthless death machine running at high speed with the will of Ner's Aozu. However, as a classic villain in the game, its own setting is also quite exciting. Although the Lich King is supreme, the higher the undead, the more sound the spirit is, it is just a cold and violent person. Therefore, his subordinates are not all irrational puppets, and there is naturally no lack of internal conflicts.
Strictly speaking, the Curse Sect is in a rather awkward position in the natural disasters of the undead. Generally speaking, they and the large army formed by the undead army belong to two factions, which is roughly equivalent to the different division of labor between the army and the spy department.
In the initial stage, the believers as living people lurked in the kingdom of humanity, serving as spies, performing secret missions such as infiltration, assassination, and missionary work; while the army of the dead contributed their own force and used their bloodthirsty instincts and combat power to conduct violent military conquests. From the typical example of a dynasty founding a country, it is not difficult to see that in the stage of a rebellion where a force is nothing, whether it is fueling public opinion or stealing intelligence from enemy forces to destroy itself, the dark means hidden in the sun are always more effective than simple violence and blood. Of course, after accumulating enough power and the forces successfully establish a party and a country, the status of the two forces will be reversed.
Because of this, although both sides are loyal to the Lich King and are closely united, whether it is the instinctive disgust of the dead to the living or the discrimination of the caster with wisdom to conspire against the cold undead, the conflict between the two sides can only be said to be silly unreleased. Even in the setting of the online game "World of Warcraft", which was originally a blueprint, there is no shortage of some mission lines for the two sides to conspire to fight each other.
Under normal circumstances, the rule and command at the grassroots level are more useful for living people with normal intelligence, so many cursed believers are at the same time as the garrison leaders of small strongholds, and their status is actually not low. But now the situation has changed. Since "Kel Thuzad", who served as the leader of the sect in the natural disaster a year ago, was deliberately killed by Arthas and has not yet been resurrected as planned with the body of a lich, without the care of the high-ranking people. Now that the two armies are facing each other, the Cursed Sect cannot play the advantage of the living, and the situation of these mages is a little difficult.
Of course, with the Lich King's mind wandering around the land of Northrend, it is impossible for the undead to turn against each other and kill all the mages. It is just that a series of privileges were abolished in the name of war and treated these living people equally as members of the army. However, the treatment of the undead is often not necessarily applicable to the living.
This town was cleaned by natural disasters earlier. With the bloodthirsty nature of the undead and the widespread use of bones by the Scourge Legion, the entire town has truly achieved the point where people and animals are gone. Even the originally stored food is mostly inedible under the pollution of the "plagueland" owned by the undead. The basic configuration of the curse believers is often only a pot of clear water and a few pieces of bread, and it is not impossible to maintain basic survival. However, for the mage who has been accustomed to being generous with pride for many years, it is a terrible torture that is more uncomfortable than death.
As the saying goes, "Don't worry about being weak but not being equal." In this way, "Schille Cohen" who was given twelve death lines because of guarding the logging farm, naturally became the target of their covetousness. In addition, Rorschach was worried about his way these days, and he never expected that this time, he would take out food that would not deteriorate in the container on weekdays, which clearly showed that he still had countless supplies in stock, which was naturally even more hated.
In an instant, he had thoughts and Rossah, who had figured it out, couldn't help but frown slightly, and had to deliberately make a little hoarse tone and answer: "If you want food and water, for the sake of being the servants of the Lich King, I can share some of you..."
However, in various mission worlds created by inspiration, a common feature of the villain camp is the inexplicable crushing between the mistresses and the stupidity of being ignorant of being ruthless. Usually, this manifestation is the ignorance of teasing the heroine to cause conflicts to provide the protagonist upgrade, but here is another scene.
After Rosha gave in, the four or five mages in front of him were stunned for a few seconds. Suddenly, he looked over with a strange look. Seeing his confused expression, he couldn't help but sneer a few times. The one in the lead simply scolded: "You lowly idiot, you dare to directly state the reputation of the true god. If you commit such blasphemy, you should have your soul removed and exiled to the twisted void! For the sake of working together for a while... I won't expose you, leave your robe, staff and bags, get out of here!"
Roxa was silent for a moment before he realized that he had made an inadvertent mistake. To his opinion, the Lich King was indeed powerful, but he was just a distant villain boss, and he could not even be strong. In the eyes of these cursed believers, Ner's only true god in the world, and his daily burning incense and kneeling down is the bottom line of piety. His behavior of being honest with him may be considered a "blasphemy" crime. However, these guys who cherish their lives actually have no loyal beliefs, and are afraid that they will defeat them, so they just threaten to hand over the coveted spell items on their bodies.
Thinking of this, Luo Xia frowned unconsciously. It was absolutely impossible to hand over the things because his greatest reliance was two corpse girls, who were safely placed in the bag on his waist.
He suddenly looked around, and after confirming that the dilapidated street was as quiet as ever, he replied lightly: "Okay...you want it, just give it to you..."
Luo Xia said this, but his hands quietly climbed up the purple-black pattern on his waist, and a cold feeling appeared in his pupils.
At such a close distance, No. 1 and No. 2 took action at the same time, and it was believed that these weak and arrogant mages could be easily massacred.
As for what to do in the future, I can only take one step at a time.
However, this inexplicable battle did not start after all. Of course, it was not those idiots who were blinded by treasures and food who stopped voluntarily when they saw something was wrong, but a clear and beautiful shout suddenly sounded from afar, interrupting the follow-up actions of both sides.
"What are you doing? Do you want to violate military rules and be caught and peeled, and send them to the slaughterhouse as raw materials for hatred?"
With the sound of "Dangdang" metal iron boots stepping on the ground, a slim woman came over. Although she couldn't tell what she looked like in a black cloak, her figure was quite delicate. However, Luo Xia's eyes narrowed, and he noticed the two skeleton servants following her.
It is not the kind of inferior product that is flooded on the battlefield. These two snow-white and thorough skeletons are about seven feet tall. The joints of the body are covered with ferocious spikes of white bones. Their behavior is smooth and agile, without the dullness of a dead soul. There is a slender iron sword hanging on their waists like human swordsmen. At a glance, they see the vigorous and leaping blue fire between the skull, and the feeling of coldness all over the body.
You should know that as far as Rorschach knows, all the believers who entered this market town have been deprived of all their troops in the name of "recruitment" and put into the battlefield; and this woman can retain these two servants who can see that they are extremely difficult to mess with at first glance, either have extraordinary strength or simply have the identity of the Scourge Army that has to pay attention to protection.
The reactions of those who were looking for trouble on the other side also confirmed Roxar's speculation. The originally arrogant leader stopped his voice and said in panic: "Mr. Falina, we just want..."
"Idiot... I'm still thinking about internal strife, why don't you get out of here?" Before he finished speaking, he was scolded by the woman, but the man was not upset. After hearing a few words, he ignored the enemy who had just hated him deeply and took his companions behind him and left.
Falina? This name... Roxa, who was standing beside him, seemed to have thought of something, but then suppressed his surprise and became silent. If this conflict was resolved, it would be a good thing. As for the possible revenge of those guys, they would have to wait until they can survive the disaster of breaking the city soon.
"Thank you for your help." When those people left, Luo Xia saw the woman who suddenly came over but did not leave. Instead, she turned her head and smiled. She couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition in her heart, so she had to force herself to thank her.
"As companions who came to this snowy and ice from Lordaeron together, shouldn't we take care of each other?" Falina nodded, her cold face was like the spring breeze and snow, with a hint of peanuts. She suddenly asked, "Why haven't you come to me recently? Schiller, have you...forgot me?"
Could this woman be the unlucky old-fashioned person she pretended to be? But if she is really the woman she remembers, even if it has anything to do, she should be one of the many former celebrities, right?
Rochelle blinked, but immediately became alert in his heart and had to make an ambiguous answer: "I will never forget the beauty of my wife, but now the war is important, and I really don't have the mood to consider other trivial matters."
Falina blinked, as if she believed Rorschach's words, then turned to look at the half-collapse wooden house next to her and said intimately: "Schiller, is this where you live now? It feels very good... Don't rest too early tonight, I will come to see you..."
After saying that, the woman ignored Roxa's answer, twisted her hips and turned around and took a step, leaving him with a concave and enchanting back.
Watching the woman named "Falina" leave, Rorschach's face suddenly turned cold, he pondered for a moment before walking into the dilapidated wooden house as if nothing had happened.
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(ps:
A certain bear discovered today that there was a chapter missing in Chapter 4 and Chapter 5, but no one mentioned it. It seems that the coherence of the plot is still too weak... It is really a failure.
The content has been added and posted directly in the original fourth chapter. It is counted as one chapter contains two contents, and it will automatically change it in a while.
So sorry.
Chapter completed!