There was no sound in the house, but in Diego's perception, the necromantic aura was still there, not moving.
Diego was slightly startled, and after a few seconds, he lined up and walked towards the house.
"Maybe it's a trap!"
Behind him, Brian tugged at the corner of his coat and said worriedly.
"I don't feel malice," Diego shook his head, he didn't feel the presence in the house hurt him, it was too weak, and it didn't seem hostile.
"Okay, I'll go in with you."
The dwarf sighed and gave way.
This is his bottom line, and he can't just let the hunter go on the adventure alone.
The two of them walked into the small building again.
The building was a little dark, and Diego blinked several times before he got used to it.
The first floor was empty, there was a row of containers by the wall facing the door, but at the moment, the counter was empty, there was nothing.
A thick layer of dust had fallen on the ground, stamped with the messy footprints of the dwarves who had come in before.
"I'm in," Diego glanced around, then withdrew his gaze into the shadows beneath the building leading to the second floor, "don't hide, come out." ” A translucent shadow slowly floated out of the shadows beneath the building.
It was a ghost, but it didn't have the lingering evil aura of those resentful spirits, he hadn't killed anyone, he had tasted blood, and Diego could tell that clearly.
"At your invitation, I have come here to meet you, and we have no ill will."
Diego said as gently as he could, he didn't know what the hell the ghost wanted to do with the spirit that had released the aura of death to lure him, but that didn't stop him from wanting a good start between the two of them.
He flung the death gaze back behind his back, then raised his hands to show that he was not hostile.
"Fras?
Shiabi salutes you!
Seeing his sincerity, the ghost took two steps forward, bowed, and said in a hoarse voice.
Sorry for my presumptuousness, it's been too long since I've seen a living person."
Diego saw it more clearly.
Compared to the evil spirits that have completely mutated into monsters, this ghost still retains its original appearance, looking lifelike, like a three-dimensional hologram.
"And hats off to you, it's definitely not easy to live in this hellish place."
Diego replied.
"Thankfully, I can disguise the house as a ruin with illusions and make the undead lose interest in it."
Shiabi explained.
"But what about the living?
I remember there were some Cursed Cultists in the Scourge Legion, and they couldn't see your house?
Diego said in surprise.
He didn't immediately ask what he wanted to know, but decided to talk to this unique ghost first, knowing that since Shiabi had taken the initiative to appear in his perception, then he must be asking for it.
He wasn't in a hurry at all.
"Most of the Cursed cultists stay in the Temple of the Damned, and rarely come to this side street."
Shiabi said.
Indeed, the undead never hide their desire for fresh flesh and blood, even if it belongs to "their own people".
As the only living members of the Scourge Legion, the Cultists of the Cursed had to face a chilling gaze from all directions, a hunger and thirst that seemed to speculate on the fatter flesh of their flesh!
No one likes the feeling of being surrounded by hungry wolves, so they always stay in the Temple of the Damned and rarely go out.
"So how did you get to where you are?
As far as I know, necromancers often collect wandering ghosts and use them as fuel for psychic towers, and there are very few free ghosts out of control on their territory.
Diego asked with some presumptuousness, because the process of death and resurrection was a painful memory for many undead creatures, and they never wanted to mention it.
But Hiabi doesn't seem shy about talking about it.
"I don't know," said Siabi with some confusion, "that when Arthas wanted to slaughter the city, many people fled from Stratholme.
But I didn't want to leave, I naively thought that they would only kill those infected with the plague and spare the healthy, but I was wrong, a sergeant found me anyway!
But before he could kill me, I traded all my tobacco storage for one last request. ” "Asking him to let you go?"
"No, I had asked for that, but he refused, so I had to settle down and make another request," Shiabi recalled, "and this time he agreed, for my tobacco was a temptation to him, and it was worth a fortune!"
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” In fact, Frass?
Siabi is far more famous for its tobacco than Diego knows.
In the Eastern Kingdom, this brand of tobacco has always been famous, and even the people of the Sea Kingdom of Kul Tiras have heard of it.
Some of the big names who have visited Stratholme won't miss it, like King Terenus, Uther?
Lightbringer, Kudran?
Brute Hammer ......, yes, they all love and are fascinated by Hiabi's selection of tobacco.
"Yes, I can prove that Siabi's tobacco can be sold for twelve gold coins a pack in Ironforge, and the gold coins weigh as much as tobacco!"
Brian nodded and testified.
As he spoke, he took out the pack of tobacco from his bag, pinched a pinch and stuffed it into his pipe and smoked it.
Soon the air wafted with a slightly sweet smell of tobacco.
"I'm glad you like my product!"
Looking at the old smoking gun with a fascinated appearance, Shiabi smiled with satisfaction and said, "This is the best product I hid in the secret compartment upstairs, and I originally kept it for myself."
You're lucky to have found it!
” "I'm sorry, we thought it was ownerless," Brian said with some embarrassment, but he didn't mean to give it back, not at all, "We can compensate with equal gold coins, or more." ” "No, you don't have to, I don't need it anymore."
Shiabi sniffed, but the smoke around him didn't flow at all, and he didn't suck it up at all.
"You see, I can't do anything!"
He said sadly.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became gloomy.
Diego didn't open his mouth to urge, but he didn't say anything to comfort him, after so many years, it was certainly not the first time that Shiabi found himself in this situation, and he himself was able to come out of his self-pity.
Sure enough, as he expected, after a short while, Hiabi collected his mood and picked himself up again.
"I'm sorry, I'm just feeling a little emotional," Shiabi whispered, wiping the corner of her eye.
He wanted to share his story with these strangers, and what could be more important to a dead soul than to have his name remembered by more people?
That was the last vestiges of his existence in this world, and how many of the former residents of Stratholme have survived to this day, and how many of those survivors still remember him and his tobacco?
Especially after he made up his mind to end it all once and for all, he was even more eager to tell his story!
"Where did we just go?"
"The sergeant granted your request."
Diego whispered.
"Oh, I begged him to give me a little time to prepare myself before I die."
"In fact, before the massacre began, some of the plague-infected people began to wake up as zombies, attacking all the living people they saw, sucking their blood and devouring their flesh, and I would never allow myself to become a walking dead like that!"
So I sprinkled myself with holy water—it was from the church of Alonthos for a large sum of money, before the plague broke out, and it was said to have some effect on the plague—and asked the sergeant to give me a good time!
” "It's like this."
He said seemingly nonchalantly, then shook his head to the right.
As he moved, his head snapped straight from his neck and hung down next to his shoulders, leaving only a small lock of skin still attached to his neck.
To tell the truth, the sergeant's job was really neat, the knife was smooth, he didn't suffer much, and he was very reasonable to leave him a whole corpse, of course, it could also be for the money.
"Oh!
Kazgros is on top!
Brian couldn't help but lean back and exclaimed, dumbfounded.
He had killed more than one enemy on the battlefield, but it was the first time he had seen such a killing of unarmed civilians.
There's no honor in that!
Diego couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes, although the huge gap didn't look so bloody due to the transparency of the ghost's body, it was still a little disgusting.
"Oh, sorry for making you feel uncomfortable!"
Seeing their reactions, Shiabi said with satisfaction.
He lifted his head and put it back in place.
It seems that he has entertained himself more than once, and he has played tricks and tricks.
"Alright, alright, please move on!"
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Diego swallowed his irritability and said.
"I'm disappointed that I didn't get eternal sleep, and when I woke up again, I was the ghost I am now," Shiabi also saw his impatience and didn't ramble anymore, "I can use some superficial illusions, but I can also fool the brainless walking dead, but I can't get out of here, I'm trapped in this house." ” An earth-bound spirit, a soul bound to the earth.
Diego finally understood what had happened to Hiaby.
"You want to free you from here?"
He asked, smiling.
"No, it's not this," unexpectedly, Shiabi denied his claim, this ghost wanted more, "a purification, send me to the world of the dead!"
I'm tired of this immortal look!
” "Okay, I can try, but I've never used this spell before, so there's no guarantee that it will work."
Diego groaned for a moment and told the truth.
His holy deed copied the spell of the super-undead, but the super-undead is different from the expulsion technique, the exorcism is simple and rude to expel or even kill the dead creatures with the power of holy light, but the super-undead is to purify the sins of the undead with the power of the holy light, and then send them to the world of the dead, the skills in this are very difficult to grasp, the power of the infused holy light is less can not achieve the effect of purification, and it is big, but it is easy to directly burn the undead to death, which is an extreme test of the paladin's ability to master the power of the holy light.
"It will work, I can feel the grace of the Light on you, and in fact, that's why I dare to show up and make a request."
"As a thank you for your selfless help, I'll tell you where the Scourge and the Scarlet Crusade are going, you'll be interested!"
” "Oh?"
Diego looked at him with interest, in fact, that's why he'd been talking to this Shiabi for so long.
"They all went to the north gate, the Scourge went first, and on the third day, the Scarlet Crusaders also chased after them."
Siabi bluntly told him that he was not afraid that Diego would break his promise and walk away after getting the information, and that the credibility of the paladins was still guaranteed in terms of honesty and trustworthiness, although he didn't know why this paladin was dressed as a hunter, "I heard the postman Malone say that not far from the north gate, there is a place called the Tower of the Windrunner, which is said to have been the territory of the High Elf Windrunner family, and the Scourge Legion built a large dock on the coast there. ” "Looks like you're freaking them all out!"
Brian glanced at Diego and said with a smile.
He could even think of an excuse for Banazar to trick the Crusader soldiers into leaving here - to hunt down the Scourge of the Dead and destroy the Lich King once and for all!
In fact, in Diego's previous life, the Scarlet Crusaders led by General Abydis did establish two strongholds in Northrend in the north, one in the New Hearth Valley in the Dragonbone Wilderness, and the other in the Vanguard Port on Icecrown Glacier.
He winked at Diego and walked out of the house.
He had to arrange for the griffon cavalry to go to the place that Hiabi had said to reconnoiter and verify.
Suspiciousness and credulity are not good habits for a commander.
"Postman Malone?"
In the room, Diego continued his conversation with Hiabi, who keenly noticed this, "How many people like you are there in Stratholme?"
Do they want to be exceeded, too?
” "There's the bard Frestern, the postman Malone, and the miserable Timmy, the poor kid who, though still trying to maintain his human consciousness, may not be able to hold on for long, and he is about to degenerate into a complete ghoul."
"I've talked to them about this, and Frester and Malone aren't tied down somewhere, so they don't want to be overdone, and as for Timmy, he should want to be freed, right?"
” "Well, the news you said has helped us a lot, and in return, I will do my best to complete this overreach."
Diego gave the ghost a military salute and said gratefully.
In that sense, Frass?
Shiabidu has saved them a lot of effort and time, and they deserve this respect.