We monsters don't want to die

Those who die here will automatically become undead.

It is terrible!

Just when Hu Che was worried, the undead outside who were trying to break in suddenly turned their heads and went back to fight.

After a while of ping-pong-pong, Hu Che saw a familiar figure.

That is - Lord Wu Di!

"what--!"

Hu Che let out a groundhog's excited scream, and then rushed towards Lord Wu Di.

Reinforcements!

It must be the comrades in arms of SI[-] in Baiguang City who accurately deciphered my intelligence!

That's why we sent reinforcements!

It was so good!

But behind Lord Wu Di, there was no one, only a human being, a boy named Uther.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Lord Wu Di is here, I can rest assured.

Hu Che thought like this.

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Wu Di easily killed the undead standing at the door.

He originally thought that this stronghold would definitely be attacked by the undead like a tide.

But the facts slapped Wu Di a bit, because there were no undead to attack here.

The undead with a few exceptions probably only gathered here when they heard that there were people here.

In fact, Wu Di didn't see too many undead at all along the way.

The whole city seemed to be empty.

And saw the sign hanging on the door of this church - Scarlet Monastery.

Wu Di's face is a bit ugly, please say goodbye, this name is unlucky.

Seeing the Hu cart rushing towards him, Wu Di ordered all the obstacles in front of him to be pushed away.

The opponent rushed over, screaming and dancing at his feet.

Come on, I can't understand a word.

Many elves around saw Hu Che's actions and Wu Di's appearance, and they also slowly surrounded them. Some of them tentatively asked:

"Are you Lord Wu Di of the White Light Forest?"

It seems that what Hu Che said just now revealed my identity.

Uther also looked at Wu Di in shock.

Wu Di didn't expect to be so famous now.

But there is nothing to hide their identities, these living are all allies.

"That's right, I am the Great Lord of the Black Dragon from the White Light Forest, Wu Di. I express my deep sympathy for your experiences, but don't worry, I will take you out when I have time."

After Wu Di finished speaking, the elf in front of him suddenly became excited. He clenched his fists and shouted:

"We're not leaving! We haven't taken revenge yet! Those undead killed my son! Killed my entire family! I want to destroy them, kill Gul'dan!"

The other elves were also filled with righteous indignation:

"That's right! In the name of the gods! We must fight against the undead!"

"Stromgarde is our city! We will not submit!"

"Purify them!"

Wu Di was a little dumb, so I said that the name Scarlet Monastery is unlucky!

But he can't say anything, after all, these elves do have reasons for revenge.

Who doesn't have a family yet?

It's just that Hu Che yelled again.

Wu Di said to an elf next to him with some embarrassment:

"Well, can you translate it for me?"

The elf nodded quickly and said:

"He said that an army of 50 undead is heading towards Baiguang City. Lord Wu Di, are you ready?"

"50?"

Wu Di opened his mouth and looked at Hu Che in bewilderment.

Thinking of how reliable MI[-] is...

I'm a grass mud horse.

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The player [Descendant of Zhuanxu] was happily playing in Baiguang Forest, when he suddenly found that [Jil Bangying] chatted with him privately on the forum.

He once downloaded dungeons with Jill and added friends to each other.

It's just that I didn't expect that Brother Jill would talk about himself in private.

【Jil Bangying: Are you there? 】

[Descendants of Zhuanxu: Show Brother Jill the approval. 】

[Jil Bangying: Don't be kidding, I have an adventure mission, and I need your help to complete it. When it's done, I'll give you the blue boutique equipment! 】

[Descendants of Zhuanxu: My grass? !Really? 】

[Jil Bangying: It’s true, here’s a map for you, [map.jpg], go to this place marked with a red circle, you can see a cave, there will be NPCs hiding nearby, if you get too close, it’s very easy They might kill you, but as long as you write these words on a wooden board and walk over, they won't kill you. 】