Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 862: Oak Barrel Wise Man

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Walking into the Forgotten City, all you see are undead, with several orcs or other races interspersed from time to time, just as Croonia said.

"The master plane of the undead no longer belongs to the undead. The former masters in the land of the undead, they exist like slaves without any dignity, and these foreign races have become the superior rulers..."

Ron stood on the commercial street of the Forgotten City, feeling full of emotions. He looked at the undead coming and going. Although the place was very lively, it did not belong to the undead. From time to time there is a team of heavily armed orcs from here After being shocked, the coming and going spirits evaded one after another, with a look of fear in their eyes.

What is the reason for the original master to become the current slave? Is it really just a reason for faith?

"Keep away...Keep away..."

A rude orc grumbled gruffly and slammed into it directly, using his huge body and powerful strength to squeeze a road as if the whole street belonged to him.

Ron felt his body hit and squeezed to the side.

"Huh!"

A trace of anger flashed in Xia Ya's eyes, she did not evade, and greeted the orc straight up.

The heavy armor passed by, and a series of sparks appeared. When the orc was hit by Xia like this, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Damn the undead..."

The orc saw that it was a death knight who hit him. He roared, and was anxious to move forward. At this time, he saw Xia's eyes suddenly drenched.

Xia Ya is also staring at the other person, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she exudes a hostile sharp light. Xia's meaning is very clear. If you want to do it, you can control it.

Char and the orcs confronted in the street, and immediately frightened Croonia and the surrounding undead.

"Who is this man anyway?"

"Oh my God, she actually confronted the orcs? Are you going to fight?"

"You can't live or die!"

The surrounding undead looked at the two people in the whirlpool. Some people's eyes were full of worry and fear, while others were gloating.

In the eyes of these undead, the orcs are synonymous with powerful and barbaric, while the undead represents the humble and humble. In the Forgotten City, the orcs are the supreme existence. In the eyes of other undead, Char’s behavior is to seek death. .

"It's over!"

Cronia sighed, thinking that Chara won't stop at any time, and it's fine now, really clashing with that orc, and as soon as the orc guard arrives, everything will be done.

This orc is also an orc, and a powerful warrior with the strength of God's Domain. I really don't know who will win or lose when I fight Xia, but Xia has enough confidence to defeat him.

Ron's hands were full of sweat, and his heart was full of entanglements at this moment. On the one hand, he hoped that Char would teach the orcs, and on the other hand, he was afraid of revealing his identity and fell short.

Finally, the orc flinched, Ron saw weakness in his eyes, and in Xia's fearless eyes, he backed down.

"Hmph, you **** walk and see!"

The orc gave a fierce "pooh", and threw a word in a stern bit, making Kai Xia turn around and leave.

"Call—"

There is no excitement to watch. The undead onlookers breathed a sigh of relief and slowly dispersed. Some people's eyes were obviously disappointed, and they wondered how this orc was so confused. It's unreasonable...

"What's the matter with you?"

After the orcs left, Croonia's mouth was full of complaints, "If we really fight here, do we still need to do our mission? I'm afraid it will be caught by the orcs and go to prison."

"I'm not afraid!" Chara still had a cold expression, glanced at Cronia, and said plausibly: "I didn't do anything wrong, I don't cause trouble, and I'm not afraid of trouble! Besides, that guy is not shrinking. Already?"

"You--"

Cronia became angry for a while and couldn't speak. She really didn't have much to do with Char.

"Forget it this time, don't be so impulsive next time!"

Ron pondered for a long time, and finally said a word. He knew that Xia's move was to help him out. He was really moved, but moved back to moving, but at present, it is still necessary to complete the task.

If you expose your identity and are forced to flee the city, you will lose out. The successor of the Lich King and the owner of the Scourge Scepter, I believe that many forces are interested in killing this powerful opponent in the future. .

Xia stopped speaking, she still didn't dare to contradict Ron's orders.

"Go, let's go to the largest tavern in the Forgotten City!"

Ron stretched out his hand and patted Cronia's shoulder, and Cronia recovered.

Cronia nodded, took Ron and Char around a few streets, and came to the door of a dark tavern. The tavern was small, about the size of a room. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary house.

Ron looked up at the sign in front of the tavern, "Gravestone", this is the name of the tavern.

"This is the biggest tavern in the Forgotten City?"

Ron didn't believe it.

"No, I can't find out any news from that place, there are my people..."

Cronia whispered, she pressed the hood on her head, quickly opened the half-door door, and walked in.

Ron and Xia looked at each other. He knew that Croonia had been operating in Hokan Zone for many years and had her own news channel, and followed in behind.

The tavern is very small, dark, and even a bit gloomy, but it is very quiet. From the perspective of the number of guests, the business of this tavern is not good.

At the position by the window sill, an undead wearing a black robe was lying on the table. Judging from the drunken appearance, he was already drunk.

"Sit down!"

The maid in black maid costume led Ron and the three to a table, pointed impolitely, turned and walked away, and after a while, according to Cronia's order, exuding a good mood The rum was delivered.

"Please slow down!"

"Boom——Boom——Boom——"

Three glasses of rum were placed on the table, and most of the table was spilled.

Cronia didn't mind, raising the wine glass in her hand and taking a sip.

The tavern was very quiet, and the three of them were chatting together, but they didn't get to the point. After drinking one glass of rum and another glass of rum, it was getting dark after several hours.

Ron was still calm, but Chara was a little anxious. The "People of Cronia" didn't seem to show up,

Xia said coldly, "Cronia, don't you want to inquire about the news? After sitting in this place for so long, we seem to have done nothing...wasting time is not a good habit!"

"Don't worry!" Kronia smiled slightly, "I have left a mark along the way, if that guy sees it, he will definitely come!"

Ron glanced at Xia and motioned to her not to say anything. Xia bit her silver teeth and had to swallow the breath.

The three of them sat again, but couldn't find anything to say. Seeing that it was getting dark, Cronia could not sit still anymore and said that he would go out to find someone.

After Cronia left, the wooden door of the tavern was pushed open with a squeak, accompanied by a strong drunkenness, an old undead wearing a gray robe, short stature, sloppy, shaggy, and beggar-like Walked in.

This old beggar is holding a rope in his hand and dragging a huge oak barrel. This oak barrel is used to hold wine. The old beggar comes in, puts the oak barrel to the door, and looks Smiling at the table begging for drinks.

The dirty and sloppy old beggar naturally ignored him. The guests at several tables waved to drive people like a plague. The old beggar was not annoyed, and walked to the next table with a smile and continued to beg for drinks.

This old beggar seems to be a frequent visitor to the tavern, and the maids and tavern owners did not rush.

At this time, the old beggar had seen Ron and Xia’s table, his eyes lit up, and he walked over.

"Honorable death knight...Your courage is like an eternal radiance, shining on the entire main plane..."

As soon as the old beggar came, he desperately praised Xia, but on the other side he drooled and stared at the half-drinking rum in front of Xia. I have to say that this guy's eloquence is good, but he just said it. Cha Ya interrupted in half.

"Go, go...Don't bother me, I'll kill you with a sword!"

Xia Ya was out of anger, and Xing's eyes widened and she was about to get angry.

"Uh..."

The old beggar returned with a large amount of praise by Xia Ya, and saw through his tricks, he had to smile wistfully, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Ron.

"Sir, do you want to drink? Let's drink this glass of wine!"

Ron said, he pushed the wine glasses piled up in front of him. They were full of bad quality rum. When he saw the old beggar, Ron thought of his grandfather and couldn't help feeling sympathetic.

The old beggar's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed, "Thank you, thank you so much, dear Necromancer, you are the most generous person in the world..."

After that, he bowed respectfully and left with the wine glass.

I saw the old beggar holding a cup bigger than his head, sitting carefully in an oak barrel bigger than his body, and tasting a glass of fine wine.

After drinking, this guy threw the wine glass in his hand and fell asleep in the barrel...

It turns out that this wine barrel is his home...

"This drunkard..."

Ron couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene. He saw a lot of people who were addicted to alcohol, but this was the first one who lived in oak barrels.

Char's brow furrowed, "Why isn't this fellow Croonia coming back?"

While speaking, Croonia pushed the door through the tavern and walked in. At this moment, her face was very depressed, and she drank the rum in front of her as soon as she sat down.

"I can't find it. This guy went there without knowing it. I searched several streets, but I couldn't find it!"

"It's the same if you can't find it. It's the same to inquire about the news yourself. Isn't it just how many orc troops are deployed in the Forgotten City? It's a simple thing..." Ron said comfortingly.

"It's different!" Croonia raised her red eyes and said, "This guy has very good news. He knows something we can't find out..."

"Who is he?" Ron asked strangely.

"He is a prophet, possessing certain predictive abilities... We call him the oak barrel wise man..." Croonia was talking. At this time, she settled and saw the oak barrel in the corner of the tavern. , Was shocked, "Damn it, I can't find it after searching everywhere, but I didn't expect this guy to be here..."

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