Chapter 544 The Most Critical Evidence

How is the depravity defined? No one can explain this world in detail. However, some definitions can still be roughly explained.

Anyone who falls into darkness will always be aroused by hatred and madness in his heart. Any small mistake or dissatisfaction with others will be infinitely amplified, which will eventually make his heart darker, and his behavior and doing things will become even darker.

In the current world, darkness represents absolute destruction, and the representative of dark power is the Burning Legion, of course, the same is true for the undead natural disaster.

Once you enter darkness, you will never be able to come out again. This is the price of depravity.

"So, Mr. Ye Zhou, what is our purpose? Kill the Grand Inspector?"

Walking quickly in the forest, Aili, who had been silent for a long time, asked me.

Since listening to the story I told last night, these two girls have not spoken and seem to have been thinking about something. This time they also knew that this time the goal might not be to save Tyron Fording, the great lord who appeared, and there seems to be a deeper task to be completed.

Because the mission target from General Abisdi was not only to rescue Tyron, but also to say one last sentence: "When performing the mission, everything is centered on Ye Zhou's words and obey his orders."

Such a sentence can be light or heavy.

Judging from the current situation, how do you think Ye Zhou is going to kill someone? He was able to almost defeat a psychic tower in Stantam City. This time, Lina is included, and the Grand Inspector is really in danger.

"Well, I'm a reasoned person, don't worry, I will never go up and take action. Those stationed in the Fireplace Valley, but nearly 30,000 Blood Crusaders. Although they have all fallen into a group of madmen, I won't kill people so easily. Thirty thousand people are hard to kill."

Shrugged my shoulders and I smiled.

Yes, I am a reasoned person. Nowadays, in such a world, what kind of people make the most sense? It’s very simple, people with big fists make the most sense.

If I remember correctly, in the original world, the final outcome of the task of rescuing Terenfordine was that Teren was killed by Ethan Leon, just before Old Fordine came to rescue.

Perhaps because of the complete madness, the inspector saw that Tyron, who had been in his hands, suddenly broke free from his control. This guy went completely crazy. Ethan Leon, who had been used to controlling the fate of others for many years, could not tolerate such a guy in his hands.

So, almost in front of Old Fordding, Tyron Fordding died in battle. Old Fordding, who saw his son die in front of him, was furious and staged a good show of taking the heads of the enemy generals from a thousand troops. Ethan Leon failed under Fordding's trial.

Then Old Fording returned to the Holy Light Wish, stood in it, and waited until Arthas came to attack, then defeated Arthas, founded the Silver Northern Expedition Army, and counterattacked Northrend.

However, in this world, due to a series of messy reasons, the battle between the Black Front Fortress against the Holy Light Vow was advanced. After feeling the breath of Arthas, Old Fordine came to the Holy Light Vow one step ahead of time, and successfully counterattacked the Lich King.

However, in this way, the timeline will be completely disrupted. No one knows what the Grand Inspector in the Fireplace Valley will do after knowing the news. What will the Grand Inspector in the dark do? No one knows.

At least now I don't know if the Grand Inspector would go crazy again if he went to take Tyron away. If he went crazy again this time, maybe I really couldn't beat him. After all, he was a person who had to take action by himself. After all, he was a guy above the Earth rank.

However, it shouldn't be a problem if this girl is around you.

Looking at Lina beside me, I took out the small notebook and glanced at it again. Indeed, the secret tricks are clearly written in this column. If you master all the black magic, she must have mastered the spell that is said to be able to destroy the world.

If it really doesn't work, just let her hit the entire Fireplace Valley directly. It's great to be simple, relaxed, and violent.

After making up this decision, I became even more calm. Ethan Leon, it would be better to be more sensible, otherwise, let the entire Fireplace Valley be your grave.

However, the direction we are walking now is in the opposite direction towards the Fireplace Valley. The Fireplace Valley is located in the northernmost part of the Western Plagueland, and the destination we are now walking is the southernmost part of the Eastern Plagueland.

After expressing great doubts about my sense of direction, I had to tell these guys about the purpose of this trip.

"You think we guys rushed directly to Fording and said to him, Tyran, your father is not dead yet, and is now in the Holy Spirit of the Light, so follow us and see your father. Do you think the angry lord will directly draw his sword and chop us up?"

After Ali and Nina looked at each other, they said that such a thing really happened. If someone directly told you that your relative who had been dead for many years had not died yet, we would take you to see him. If you don’t give me any evidence, who would believe it?

"Look at this, I took it out of the Blood Church District. You two shouldn't feel like you guys are too angry."

I took out a yellowed photo from my pocket, handed it to the two people around me, and then my three heads got together to look. Hey, hey, I said, Lina, why are you joining in the fun? You don’t know the people above.

The photos are very ordinary, just an ordinary family of three. After hesitating for a few seconds, Alice opened her mouth and said, "Is this, Tyran... the Great Lord?"

"That's right, it's him." I nodded, pointed to the little boy standing in the middle and said, "This little boy is Tyran Fording of the past. This is the photo he took after Old Fording returned from the battlefield. At that time, Old Fording had not been expelled from the Kingdom of Lordaeron. He was still one of the five founding knights of the majestic Silver Hand, and had a very high social status in Lordaeron."

When I was conducting preliminary investigation in the Blood-colored area, I searched for the information room in the cathedral, but I didn't expect to find this thing inside. This surprised me a bit.

"So, what are you... ready to do?"

After seeing this photo, Lina still doesn't understand.

"Old Fording was not dead, and in the Holy Light Wish, he helped Silver Dawn defeat the Lich King and became the new Ashes Messenger. Although the outside world may have spread, Ethan Leon would never let such a thing come to Tyran's ears. He knew that once Tyran knew about this, he would definitely leave the Fireplace Valley as soon as possible. Such things were absolutely not allowed by Ethan Leon."

Speaking of this, I paused, retrieved the photos from their hands, and continued.

"Now, we must make Taylan believe that his father is not dead. In addition to this photo, I have another image taken by Master Fording when I left the Holy Light Wish two days ago. This is to make Taylan believe further that the person in the image is indeed Old Fording."

"Then why do we still have to go to this side? Not to go directly to the Fireplace Valley you mentioned?"

Lina rolled her eyes a few times, and then pointed out the contradiction in my words. Since it can be proved, why don’t you tell him the truth directly?

"Because, this is not enough. It is far from enough. What can be proved now is that the old Fordding in the photo looks very similar to the old Fordding in the photo. Nothing can be proved otherwise. Tyran will not believe our words just because of a photo. Therefore, we must look for some more critical evidence. For example, what only Tyran's family of three knows."

I squinted my eyes, took out the small notebook from my pocket, looked at the map of the Eastern Plague Land, and I determined our current location, and it seemed that we were about to arrive soon.

"Start up, we have to get to our destination by noon, and there is still a lot to do!"

Well, although I can fly the fastest, with these three guys around me, to be precise, Alice and Nina, I have to walk. I will take the two of them in one breath, or something, if it doesn't matter, these are two girls... I'd better walk honestly.

Therefore, I made up my mind that it was time to find a mount. I vaguely remember that in my previous life, I had a lot of resentment about some mounts. At this point in time, the Storm Fortress in the Outerland should be under construction, and I can't do anything to understand the problem for the time being. So in two days, I'll take a look at the Black Dragon mm. I like it the most.

After making up our minds and going to talk to the Black Dragon mm for a while, our movement speed increased again, so we arrived at a small cemetery before noon. Although it was very small, the repair seemed to be very good. After all, the guy who built this cemetery was still a big lord.

"This is... the cemetery built by the Great Lord. Who is buried inside has always been a question in the Blood Crusade. The Great Lord said that this is the place where he buried the people he respects the most... Wait, is it!"

Alice murmured to herself, and suddenly she seemed to think of something and turned her eyes to me.

"Yes, this is Tyrio Fordine's tomb, at least in Tyran's eyes."

Walking into the cemetery, I identified the direction and walked towards the center of the cemetery.

Of course, before entering, they knocked out the two blood-colored warriors who were in charge of guarding the place, and Lina even put on a spell. They wouldn't wake up for at least two or three days. Anyway, they were all guys at the peak of the human level, and they wouldn't starve to death in two or three days.

"Well, it should be here."

Looking at the tomb in front of me, I frowned. It was immoral to destroy the tomb, but after all, this guy is still alive, so Old Fording would not blame me for destroying this place.

I closed my eyes and felt it for a long time. I punched me and blasted most of the soil on the upper layer of the cemetery. Then I walked to the cemetery, squatted down, and built a small silver warhammer from the soil.

Although the warhammer is small, it has a strong power of holy light attached to it. This is probably the reason why it can be preserved perfectly in the soil for so many years.

"This is the most critical evidence."

Looking at the little warhammer in my hand, I smiled slightly.

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