Why did you forget him? Lu Li patted his forehead and suddenly remembered Tong Yan Wuji, who had just joined the Sword of Judgment Club.

If you have to rank each profession, then the first place in the druid profession ranking is definitely a child's word and no basis. In previous games, he often played such a non-spoken therapy profession, because he could always discover the designer's intention to design a non-spoken profession, thereby creating his own style.

In this profession of Druid, the method output is not as good as that of a magician, the physics output is not as good as a warrior, the MT is not as good as a defense against war and cavalry, and the treatment is not as good as a priest.

However, game designers don't move out of this profession to make up the numbers.

It can add blood, sneak, output, and can resist monsters when necessary. Tong Yan Wuji, a druid, is also a headache for many people on the field.

If Lu Li wants to find someone to do what the scouts do with him, Tong Yan Wuji is the most suitable one.

Without these few people, it would not have much impact on the entire land reclamation team. Several people quickly joined the Bingfenggang Fortress.

At this time, the Holy Light Wish Chapel had been temporarily invaded, and Bingfenggang became the outpost of the Alliance Army. There were many players here, most of them thinking of joining together in the system activities. Even if there was no meat to eat, it would be good to drink some soup.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The amount of tasks here has become the most game in a while.

No matter how charming people are, they can find some errands here, such as burning corpses, which almost everyone can do, but the reward is slightly lower, the content of the task is a bit disgusting, and the touch and bloody smell of the corpse cannot be blocked.

The spread of the plague seems to be getting worse.

The bastards who cursed the God Cult take a walk on the plague and study the plague. Any corpse may become a vector. Burning is the only and most effective solution.

"Luckily we don't need to do this job," said Fenghong Youyue, covering her nose and urn.

"Actually, this job is fine. You can get it with reputation and earn a lot of gold coins. It's not dangerous," Tong Yanwuji was used to such things and didn't think it was too unacceptable to this job. He even did something even more disgusting when playing games before.

"It's not without cost. If they move the body too much, they will get poison from the plague. They can be superimposed. They must buy antidotes from the NPC," Lu Li said.

"The game company's ability to recycle gold coins is getting better and better," Tong Yanwuji shook his head, quite admired the game Shuguang. At least the gold coins are made good, and the ratio to the real coins is relatively stable. Various measures to recycle gold coins are silently carried out without realizing it, so that the total circulation of gold coins on the market has not changed much.

"Are we going to set out now?" asked the water elf.

"Wait a minute, someone will come to deliver supplies soon," Lu Li said.

"I thought I was bringing everything myself, so I brought something with a backpack," the water elf was stunned.

"What does this matter? His is yours, and yours is yours. Isn't this the same thing?" Tong Yanwuji teased with a smile.

"Ahem, it's okay to bring more, it's better to have less," Lu Li said as if nothing happened.

The supply was white bread, the club's logistics manager, Lu Li mainly brought some potions that increased the stealth effect, as well as some other potions and props suitable for adventure and lurking. In reality, she seemed to be in poor health, and she had been online a little less recently. Lu Li chatted with her before taking the supply to meet the commander of Bingfenggang.

He needed some intelligence and unprepared to plunge into the current plague land without doubt for death.

"Is there any military information, Lieutenant?" Ashram Varofest was a captain, higher than Lu Li. He had a handsome face rare in frontline soldiers, and always had a smile on his face, which was even more sunny than those nobles who were singing and flute every night in Stormwind City.

He led the Alliance Army originally stationed in Firing Hill, and after great war, he was a real warrior.

"I just received a task from the military headquarters and rushed over. I want to ask you about some things," Lu Li said politely.

Ashram Varofis nodded: "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know something about the Curse God Cult. How much do you know about the Curse God Cult?" If anyone knows a lot about the Plagueland, besides the Blood Crusaders, there are only local snakes such as Captain Ashram Varofest.

"Curse the God Cult," Captain Ashram Varofest showed an angry look on his face: "Those miscellaneous things are not the so-called undead, they are normal humans, they are traitors!"

"Oh," Lu Li was very calm. Of course he knew what the hell was the Curse God Cult.

When the Burning Legion marched into Azeroth to burn and loot, it captured some mortals and left them to the Lich King to deal with, who quickly destroyed their minds and filled them with fanatical enthusiasm. This new group of believers will help the natural disasters to rage in Lordaeron, whose initial job was to spread the terrible plague that killed countless Lordaeron residents and made them the minions of the natural disasters.

These people are indeed hateful, but what can they do?

The soldiers did not protect them and made them prisoners. Faced with such a powerful existence as the Lich King, what else could they do except obey?

Even if you choose death - in front of the Lich King, no one would ridiculously think that death is the end. Those who die will be resurrected and continue to raise the butcher knife to their comrades.

"These living humans are more disgusting than the undead," Captain Varofest said angrily.

"I understand, I understand," Lu Li understood such an angry young man very much, but this was not the question he wanted to talk about. He needed to learn more about the dynamics of the Curse God Cult in the Plagueland, and it would be best to know where their camp was. As humans who have not been infected, they still need to set up camps.

"In the Battle of Mount Hygar, the coalition and the tribes defeated the Burning Legion..."

However, they were not the only winners, because the Curse God believes that this is also a victory for the undead natural disaster. With the defeat of the demons, the Lich King broke free from control and he could further implement his plan with the assistance of the powerful Death Knight Arthas.

The Lich King has mastered most of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and he hopes to further expand his influence.

The liberation of the Lich King made the believers of the Cursed God rejoice and continued to serve him after the war. When Arthas smashed the cage that imprisoned the Lich King, took out the soul of the Neozu and combined it into one, becoming the strongest new Lich King in the world, they did not even blink.

As long as the new Lich King can advance the cause of natural disasters, the believers will swear allegiance to him, just as they will do allegiance to the old Lich King.

Considering that the Lich King is an entity, the believers of the Cursed God believe that one day he will come to Lordaeron and crown him as king, so as to work even more fanatical. They work with ghosts, study the psychic magic of darkness, and look forward to becoming an immortal one day. Cursed God is a terrible organization.

"Where are they... I received an order to destroy a ceremony that the Curse God Cult is holding," Lu Li interrupted the talkative captain. No wonder this guy is a handsome man, but has been unable to get promotion for a long time.

"Rite, what kind of ritual?" the captain was surprised.

"Confidential, you should understand the rules, but time is very tight, so can you tell me a long story short?" Lu Li said mysteriously. In fact, he didn't know any rituals, but he had to act like I had a big task to do and you had to explain to me clearly if you had any information.

"Okay OK, I'll say..." Ashram Varofest nodded in disappointment and informed him of some of the information he knew.

"Thank you, these things are very useful," Lu Li was very satisfied.

As the highest commander of the outpost, Ashram Varofister not only knew the general scope of activities of the Curse God Cult, but also told some undead units guarding these believers.

This kind of undead unit is very important, and Lu Li even felt a little scared after he knew it.

If they hadn't come to chat with Ashram Varofest and they went directly into the plague land, the bodies would probably be cold now.

smell!

The Curse God Cult tamed a group of corpse dogs. These corpse dogs only rely on eating the flesh on the corpse to survive. The flesh on the undead has no extra effect. The real undead may be naked, or just some shredded meat hanging on it.

These corpse-eating dogs are between the undead and the living, and they have two very powerful skills.

One is rabies, which belongs to debuff, is very vicious, lasting for an hour, slowing down, weakening, and continuous damage.

This is fatal to the thief, and continuous damage means no stealth.

Another one is passive skills to enhance the sense of smell.

As the name suggests, their noses are particularly sharp and have reached the point of perversion. Even if Lu Li and others have not entered their perception range, they can still discover Lu Li and a few people through their smell.

"No, for everyone is their own people," Ashram Varofest held Lu Li's shoulder and said with a smile: "I have something to help you here, but you also know that the world is not peaceful now, and it is not easy for me to get these things..."

"It is not easy for brothers to stay here. If I have the opportunity to improve everyone's lives, I think it is my honor," Lu Li said seriously.
Chapter completed!