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Volume 4: Traces of Natural Disasters Chapter 201: Coming into Darkness

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    Let¡¯s just talk nonsense!  Due to work reasons, this book cannot be updated stably, so it can only be kept in the dark for thousands of years.  Eunuchs can't do it, but due to energy and time issues, the plot will be sped up and deleted, which may give everyone an abrupt feeling.  It¡¯s a sure thing that it won¡¯t finish, so let¡¯s just pass the time as everyone is bored!

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    The fat man¡¯s face was distorted. Even though a long time had passed, the fear of the fat man at that time could still be felt on his face.

    "So, how did you survive?"

    The fat man took a deep breath and continued to tell his story: "I thought I was dead at the time, but"

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    Just when the fat man closed his eyes and waited for death, a sudden change occurred. The space behind the cold figure was suddenly violently torn apart, and a portal was generated extremely quickly.  The other side of the portal was completely dark, and nothing could be seen inside.

    "Come back!" Only a voice was heard coming from the portal.  It was a cold, majestic and emotionless voice. He used his tone to tell others that the result of refusing orders would be destruction.

    As if time had frozen, the movement of the cold figure stopped.  Even though the strange-shaped sword in his hand had been placed on the fat man's neck, and the cold temperature had condensed a layer of white frost on the fat man's neck, he still stopped because of the word "come back" in the portal.  All movements.

    The cold figure turned the horse's head and walked into the dark portal.

    Watching the black portal disappear, Fatty breathed a sigh of relief.  But at this time, he found that his body was frozen and unable to make any movements.  He allowed the sitting packhorse to carry his body around in the ice and snow.

    Fortunately, this wise old horse took the fat man back to the hotel before he froze to death and brought him back to life.

    "Actually, you met Mr. Mograine." After listening to the fat man's story quietly, Xingchen put down the wine glass in his hand.

    "This is impossible¡­¡­"

    "He is lying"

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    Xingchen¡¯s words made the hotel¡¯s small living room boil with excitement.  What people heard was the story of Lord Mograine's battle with the undead, and the battle of the legendary hero made their blood boil.  Now the protagonist of that story has resurrected from the dead and become such a monster. This is something they cannot accept.

    Xingchen didn¡¯t care about other people¡¯s feelings and attitudes at all, and of course he couldn¡¯t affect Xingchen.  Letting those people question and make noise, Xingchen slowly told the fat man the story he knew about the Ashbringer.

    ¡°¡­If one day the legendary weapon Ashbringer can return to the Scarlet Monastery, then the betrayer will definitely pay the price for his actions.¡±

    Xingchen¡¯s last words illustrate the final outcome of Ashbringer.  Whether it is in the comics or the game, the moment when the Ashbringer returns to the Scarlet Monastery is also the moment when the father-killing sinner is beheaded.

    "This is not true"

    "How could little Mr. Mograine do such a thing?"

    When Xingchen told the story, there were many eavesdroppers around, but they still questioned Xingchen's words.

    Xingchen ignored these people because there were enough spoilers.  If it weren't for the fat chef telling his own experience of meeting Mograine, would the stars not tell these secrets?  There is no need to waste your breath on these people's suspicions.

    To Xingchen, all the experiences in the Nanhai Town Hotel are just a small wave passing away in the long river of life.  At this moment, he was facing another storm, the two hateful guards drooling at the gate of the Undercity.

    ?Looking at the two hateful looks, you can tell that they have no intention of letting Xingchen and others pass easily.

    "I am the messenger from Stormwind City, delivering a friendly letter to the noble Queen Sylvanas on behalf of the great Lord Bolvar." Faced with the obviously malicious hatred, Lant urged his white warhorse to leave.  He walked up and walked very far forward.

    "Humans. Food"

    "Human. Delicious"

    When hatred grows to a certain level, it can produce wisdom, but now it is obvious that the wisdom of the two hatreds in front of the door is not enough for them to understand the meaning of Lant's words.  On the contrary, their desire for fresh flesh and blood food continued to expand as Lant approached.

    Since Abomination can be arranged to guard the city gate, it means that in addition to their fighting abilityIn addition to being powerful, he also has the ability to distinguish between friend and foe.  Otherwise, such an important job would not be entrusted to them.  However, the people who arranged the work for them obviously did not expect the current situation, or the entire Undercity did not imagine that one day they would welcome a messenger from Stormwind City.

    "Wall of thorns!"

    While others were still confused by the inexplicable hatred of the undead language, Xingchen, who was proficient in the undead language, had already reacted.  He could hear these hateful words clearly and clearly.  That already represents the signal to start war.

    A wall of thorns rising from the ground blocked Abomination's body, and huge thorn trees blocked Abomination's approach to Lant.

    Xingchen¡¯s behavior was successful.  For the sake of the mission, he had to protect Lant, even though this man was very annoying.

    The thorn wall had already aroused a reaction of hatred as soon as it was formed. With a slight stroke of the iron hook in the hand, the thick thorn tree was broken by the waist, and the green natural energy dissipated.

    The huge level gap can no longer be made up by skills and attributes. These abominable combat capabilities have not failed to fulfill their duty of guarding.

    "Lant, leave quickly! Your identity does not matter. In their eyes, you are just food." An obstruction turned into a test of the abomination's strength. These two abominations are definitely not something they can deal with.  , so he called Rand to leave that dangerous area at the critical moment.  Not only to complete the task, but also for the friendship that still hasn't been let go.

    Regarding Xingchen¡¯s emergency call, Lant showed no urgency and was not worried about his own safety at all.

    "Are you really going to attack me?" Lant asked coldly, holding a black badge tightly in his hand.  The tone was one of condescension.

    Because the distance is relatively far, there is no way to see the detailed pattern on the black badge.  But it can be clearly seen that after Rant took out the fist-sized black badge, the hateful expressions of the two people completely changed.  Their faces were still ferocious and twisted, but there was no longer that ferocious meaning on them.  Bowing with their fat bodies to show respect for Lant.

    "I didn't expect that things would change like this. Looking at the path opened by the two abominations, Xingchen realized that Lant could become this messenger not without support.  Some people in Stormwind seem to have foreseen this coming to them.

    "They are my gifts to you. I hope they meet your taste!" Rand stood in front of the gate of the Undercity and spoke to the two abominations, but pointed his finger at Xingchen, Oni, and Hammer who were about to follow them.  .

    Xingchen and the others, who thought the crisis was over, did not expect that Du Lant would do such a thing and fell into shock for a while.  And these two abominations didn't expect that they would turn around when they wanted to give up. These guys from the alliance could still be eaten.

    The two haters were slowly approaching the stars with their mouths full of saliva. With Lant¡¯s words, they didn¡¯t need to worry about the power represented by the black badge.

    ¡°Let¡¯s get out of here!¡±

    Lant¡¯s betrayal and hatred made Xingchen make a decision immediately.

    Turning the horse's head and retreating quickly, Lant had betrayed him once again. He could never stay in this dangerous place.  The line of friendship between Xingchen and Lant was completely severed.

    There is no worry about Xingchen and the others escaping, because they have the Sky Hook skill of the Hateful Family, and the control of the chain and iron hook in one hand can be described as superb, and they will never fail.

    The iron hook was thrown out, drawing an arc in the sky, and flew towards the stars and the hammer.  Because among the three people, the two of them seem to have more flesh on their bodies.

    Snapped!

    With a crisp sound of snapping fingers, the forest guard and the black turtle were summoned, blocking behind the mounts of Xingchen and Iron Hammer respectively, and happened to hit the iron hook that flew here.

    With the iron hook retracted, Suo took the bodies of the forest guard and the black turtle and flew towards the two abominations respectively.  There seems to be a magical power restraining their movements on the iron hook.

    Snapped!

    There was another crisp sound, and the figures of the forest guard and the black turtle appeared next to Xingchen again.  But there was nothing on the iron hook that was withdrawn by hatred.

    Looking at the empty iron hook, Hate became angry.  The sky hook stunt that never failed turned out to be fruitless, which made them feel unforgivable.  So they all began to prepare another unique skill. This is an ability that only true hatred can master, and it is definitely not something that those crude stitch monsters can imitate.

    Raising the butcher knife in his hand,Those large and asymmetrical eyes were locked on the horse running in front of them. How could they let them escape when the food was already placed in their mouths?

    The abominable Sky Hook skill is no longer a secret, but the abominable knife-throwing skill is only known by the truly powerful.  Because there is no way for weak people to survive under the flying knife stunt.

    The running stars did not know the danger behind them, and they never thought that besides throwing out iron hooks, these abominations had other long-range attacks.

    The high-raised butcher knife accumulates power in the hands of Abomination, and the flying knife of Abomination uses strength and speed as its specialties.

    "Stop, they are guests of Her Majesty the Queen. You go and continue your duties."

    A black shadow suddenly jumped out and stood in front of the two haters. Wasn't the petite body enough for the haters to step on with one foot?  But she stood in front of two hateful bodies without fear.

    Black leather armor wraps the slim body, and the pointed ears point through the long white hair and point toward the sky.  The long bow with black curls behind him, and the black dagger without any reflection of light on his waist.  Elves, there are actually elves in the Undercity, and they are slender snow elves.

    Because of the sudden appearance of this figure, the hateful flying knife skills stopped.  The backlash caused their palms to crack, but these abominations did not resist at all, and obediently walked to the entrance of the Undercity, continuing their work of copying the door gods.

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