Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 155
The sun was setting, and the blood-red sunset glow dyed half of the sky red.

The battle in Nanhai Town is coming to an end, and the entire battlefield is in a mess. Two-thirds of the wooden wall on the west side of Nanhai Town has been shattered, and more than a dozen houses are burning. It was Karl's masterpiece, which was affected by the pyro-explosion technique. houses.

The battlefield was full of corpses from both sides, and heart-piercing screams came from everywhere, and natural disaster creatures walked around the battlefield mechanically, making up for those who were not dead.

Karl sat down on a rock, panting violently in his chest, a few big holes were broken in his robe, and a piece of linen was simply wrapped around his arm. The bright red blood seeped out of the linen, Karl's eyes were black, and he looked helplessly at the battlefield in front of him. wry smile.

This is a very difficult battle. I have more than 200 natural disaster creatures on my side, many of them are powerful undead, four flesh and blood puppets, a dozen troll elite skeleton warriors, and a powerful death knight like John Gavin , Senior Mage Hillman Midas.

The result was beyond everyone's expectations. The Nanhai Town Public Security Station summoned dozens of adventurers to participate in the battle. It also had more than [-] guards. With the full support of the Church of the Holy Light, the Holy Light of the priests caused great damage to the natural disaster army. devastating damage.

Relying on the constant resurrection of the corpses on the battlefield, the natural disaster army succeeded in suppressing the human army at the last moment, tilting the balance of the battle to the natural disaster side.

The four flesh and blood puppets were all scrapped, and the corpse explosion before death also caused terrible damage to the enemy. The first batch of natural disaster troops who participated in the battle were all out of ten, except for a few necromancers and a few skeleton shooters hiding behind. All others were killed.

At this time, the natural disaster creatures wandering on the battlefield are basically corpses that died on the battlefield, and they were temporarily summoned to replenish their combat power.

John Jiawen's arm has been missing, and he is looking for a suitable arm on the battlefield to supplement his consumption.

Several undead soldiers pushed Sheriff Holland Kullman and came to Karl.

Sheriff Holland Kuhlman stared closely at Karl, the blood vessels on his temples were thumping, but he suppressed the anger in his heart, fearing that the natural disaster creatures would not be able to attack.

There were dozens of large and small wounds on Holland Kuleman's body, and blood continued to flow out of the wounds. Holland Kuleman's face was pale, and he was no longer as energetic as the first time they met.

A dagger appeared out of nowhere, and the spine of the sword hit the Sheriff Holland Kuhlman's knee heavily. He instinctively let out a scream and fell to the ground.

Cowley's figure appeared out of thin air, and said angrily, "It's all caused by this bastard."

"If I knew now, why did I have to?" Carl shook his head, "Tell me, where are my two companions locked up?"

"Can you change your life if you say it?" Sheriff Holland Kullman asked cautiously after thinking briefly.

"Yes! I promise you!" Cowley squatted down, staring at the sheriff Holland Coleman who fell on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "As long as you can tell the whereabouts of Black and Carol!"

"No problem!" The light of hope reappeared in Sheriff Holland Kuhlman's eyes. He nodded hastily and said, "On Old Baker's boat, the boat is parked in the east of South Sea Town, near the mouth of the Onyx River."

Carl nodded and stood up, "That's it."

"Hillman, Holland Coleman gave it to you."

"No!!!" The smile on Sheriff Holland Kuhlman's face gradually disappeared, and he broke free from the shackles of the two undead angrily, his eyes were red, and he roared: "You agreed!"

"It was he who agreed, not me," Karl argued shamelessly, and continued: "So many people died because of your own selfish desires, there is no reason to let you go, isn't death on the battlefield the glory that knights pursue all their lives? Satisfy you now!"

"No! I have money, I have a lot of money!" Sheriff Holland Kullman struggled and rushed towards Karl, "Don't you guys like money? There are hundreds of gold coins in the safe in my office."

"That was the reward for our mission," Cowley said coldly.

"Arcane bondage!" Carl raised his head and spit out four words. The purple arcane chains wrapped around Holland Kuhlman's body, restraining him in place.

"Hillman," Karl shouted to the necromancer Hillman Midas not far away, "this guy is handed over to you."

Hillman Midas looked at Holland Coleman up and down as he looked at the merchandise, poked Holland Coleman's body with a staff full of skeletons from time to time, and grinned, "Hoho! Good job! I have accepted the materials."

"Herney Mareb!"

"what?"

"Honey Mareb!" At this moment, Holland Kuhlman suddenly calmed down, staring at Carl with red eyes, "If you want him to live, you'd better let me go!"

"I know where Henmareb is being held," Cowley said to Carl, thrusting the dagger back into his waist, "we're going to rescue him now."

Karl nodded, ignoring Holland Coleman who was screaming and cursing them behind him, and the two quickened their pace, crossed the battlefield full of corpses, and entered South Sea Town.

The streets of Nanhai Town were extremely quiet, the doors and windows of the houses on both sides of the street were closed, and pairs of eyes hid in the shadows of the houses, staring at Carl and Cowley on the street with hatred.

"Where is Henmareb kept?"

"Public security station," said Cowley, holding a repeating crossbow and aiming at a short distance. The crossbow whizzed past, and an archer hiding in the dark was hit and fell to the ground, breathless.

"Heny Mareb is only under house arrest in his office. This guy is a nobleman of Lordaeron. Although his family has declined, he has a deep relationship with the old mayor. Holland Kullman dare not do anything to him .”

Soon, the two walked along the commercial street of Nanhai Town and passed the cast iron hotel. The owner of the hotel, Clark Lieyan, was sitting at the door of the hotel with two battle axes on his back, constantly bragging about his strength to the hotel guests.

But after seeing Carl and Cowley, he quickly hid in the hotel, shutting the door of more than a dozen hotel guests, ignoring the guests' calls for help.

"This guy is quite an asshole," Carl shook his head, ignoring the frightened guests, and headed south.

The sky gradually darkened, and the entire South China Sea was quiet and silent, as if it had become a ghost on earth. The sound of Cowley stepping on the ground was slightly harsh in the quiet environment. Carl frowned and stared at Cowley beside him, and sighed.

I really don't know how this guy became a thief. Luthia, who is also a thief, usually doesn't make a sound when she walks.

"What is that?" Cowley pulled Lakar's long-distance running, pointed to the light in the distance, frowned, and said with some concern.

A soft white light appeared 100 meters ahead, illuminating the surrounding buildings, and it was the two's destination - Nanhai Town Public Security Station.

(End of this chapter)