Son, the day you were born, the whole of Danmoro whispered your name.
Oscar sparkle diamond.
I proudly watch you grow day by day and become the embodiment of the barrel.
You have to remember that we have always ruled this wine table with a sip of silence and table cleanliness.
I also believe that you will be cautious in using your less powerful powers.
But the real victory, son, is the search for one's own free heart.
One day, my life will come to an end.
And you, you can do whatever you like.
A quote from a dwarven aunt in Ironforge.
This day was a day of grief and indignation for the entire adventurer community, and adventurers on the Eastern Kingdom continent received a message that shocked and then saddened them.
The fire-colored landlord Oscar, who does not forget his original intention and is happy to mix with low-level adventurers.
Fallen.
Then the abominable Arthas resurrected the dwarves as a ruthless death knight.
The once fiery landowner who was zealous about good deeds is gone, and now he is just an icy killing machine loyal to the Lich King.
He wields the fallen Dust Messenger, rides the undead black goat, and is accompanied by Mr.
Fat Bug, who is also undead, killing all the sad and angry conjectures of the living adventurers.
The adventurers suddenly exploded, they didn't care about such a major event as the establishment of the Night Empire, this was not at the same level as them, a world.
But Oscar is a real tragedy that happened around them.
They began to assemble a large number of adventuring teams, and the parts were bounty and not gold.
They just shuttle through the plague lands of the east and west, searching for and hunting the undead scourge.
Looking for Oscar, kill him again, and give him the peace he deserves.
Oscar's mental state at the moment is very peaceful, and the excess of peace leads to some confusion.
Over and over again, his mind repeated his long adventures from stepping out of Ironforge as an adventurer to now as a Death Knight.
His dust bringer was indeed depraved, whipping up a sandstorm mixed with the power of shadows and plagues, and a row of ice-blue glowing runes carved into the blades of the dagger.
And the fat maggot Mr.
Fat Bug also followed his own master back to life, and at this moment, this fat maggot was covered in ice blue, and many rune carvings of the Death Knight appeared on the Mithril armor on his body.
Mr.
Fat Bug has changed a lot, and it seems that he has also comprehended some simple shadow spells, and is practicing them from time to time by his master's side at the moment.
The black goat, which has always accompanied Oscar, has now become an undead mount.
Oscar gave him a new name: Invincible.
Arthas was furious at this, and many times couldn't help but want to kill the abominable dwarf directly.
The black goat is called Invincible This is simply an insult to one's own war horse But Arthas held back, now the number of Death Knights in the Scourge Legion is scarce, and one can count as one, although this Oscar is very mentally confused, his body is still at the mercy of the Lich King's orders.
It's just that this dwarf is sometimes too cheap, often throwing around with some hard goat droppings, or suddenly wielding a fallen dust messenger to kill all the undead creatures around him.
These are not the main points, the point is that Oscar's spirit sometimes recovers briefly for a while.
Thereupon...
"Alsace, I grass your grandma" "What about the taste and smell of Lao Tzu?"
"Arthas, your whole family blew up" "Where's my goat...
Stoned you bitch."
"My fat worm...
Oh, you're here you're okay old man, haha...
Alsace's stepmother."
"Hey, my mysterious powder, Alsace, you bastard, take my spring...
The mystery powder returned the plot to the genuine readers in the book friend group."
As a result, there is often a brief and fierce lash of anger in the Scourge Legion, followed by a Shadow Sandstorm, and the undead around the dwarves are slaughtered.
Eventually, Enraged, Arthas ordered Oscar to ride the undead goat alone, with his disgusting fat maggot, to follow the Scourge legion alone.
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In fact, Oscar is not stupid, he has figured out the situation when he is sober, and he has discerned the direction again, and found that the Scourge army is heading towards Quel'Thalas.
There I can only look for a chance to escape and regain my freedom.
It would be nice if you could meet acquaintances, get their attention, let them know that they are still saved The continent of Kalimdor, the Empire of the Night.
Recently, a dark horse has appeared within the Holy Cult Army, and this batch of dark horses has even attracted the attention of the top brass of the Holy Cult Army.
A Nightchild fanatic named Sardar, he spent a long time in the Tower of Sleep, learning the magic of mental and psychic corruption with Cthulhu and his Facelings.
But his mind is very special, and instead of accepting the assignment of work within the Holy Cult and going to the Interrogation and Arrest Department, he decided to go it alone.
What happened next left everyone with nothing to say, or didn't know what to say.
Sardar traveled to the Black Coast region, where he began to corrupt and whisper to lure hordes of fishmen, and then integrated the fishmen tribes and became their boss.
Of course, this is not news, and it is not the focus of his fame.
The next thing he did was to make the entire Holy Sect Army high-level stunned, and even drew inferences one after another.
Sardar strapped the fishmen with bombs and explosives from the Black Rope Chaebol, and the brainwashed and corrupted fanatical fishmen were transformed into fast-moving humanoid bombs.
Sardar's self-exploding fish-man army caused a sensation, especially after participating in the small-scale area clearance of the airport, and the scene of those crazy fishmen screaming and rushing towards those satyr demons or centaurs, and then exploding with a bang, made everyone impressed.
Sardar was immediately nominated, and then a series of promotions followed.
He will form and lead a very special department within the Cult of Truth: the Lower Intelligence Creature Control and Devotion Division.
Abbreviated as a low-intelligence creature self-destruct legion.
It is also referred to as the self-destruction legion.
Eager to take the impending Hyjalsan Holy War, Sardar began to desperately try to contain low-intelligence creatures like fishmen, kobolds, and gnolls.
Eastern Kingdom, Lordaeron.
A group of soldiers dressed in the white armor of the royal guards of Lordaeron finally fought their way through the siege of the undead.
"Let's go to Fenris Island in the Silver Pine Forest, and that island in the middle of the lake can be used as a place for us to stay" "Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia, it's rude."
A female squire pulled the dejected princess out of the carriage, put her on horseback, and turned on the horse herself.
"Go Walk" The royal guards of Lordaeron rushed out of the encirclement with a princess who had fallen to the country, and galloped towards the Silver Pine Forest.
"Lordaeron ...
Never perish" The captain of the guard glanced back at the ruined city with endless hatred in his eyes. t1706231537: