Fel doesn't lie to you

When Li Ke saw a huge portal open from the square of Andorhal, and then thousands of warriors and knights in distinctive armor came out of it, and even the flag of the Silver Hand fluttered in it, he knew it Why are the defenders of Andorhal so useless?

Because this place has always been under the management of Lordaeron.

Tenaris can send the Legion whenever and wherever he wants!

The only difference is whether it is worth it for him.

And when Li Ke saw the Lord Prestor who was supposed to be with Alsace in Gus Town, he knew that His Highness Tenaris, who had never done so in the original history, was worth it this time. Done.

For the man fit to be king of Alterac has returned.

"Okay, dear citizens, who is the person in charge here now, I, Prestor, brought people to rescue you!"

Sir Prestor chanted such slogans and walked out of the portal, and everyone present looked at Li Ke.

Although there are other officers here, they all chose Li Ke as the officer here without a doubt, because no one would doubt that such a person who can pour holy light would be a selfish and irresponsible person .

Even most people directly think that Li Ke is a paladin.

This is the case even if Li Ke does not have a coat of arms representing the status of nobility.

Prestor, or Deathwing looked at Li Ke, and immediately felt the difference.

"What an exaggerated holy light..."

He vaguely remembered that the last time he saw this level of holy light was on Tire.Although the holy light on the knight named Uther is not much worse than Teller, there is no doubt that Li Ke's holy light power far exceeds that guy named Uther.

Because even now, he can still smell the holy light in the air, and the anger in these holy lights.

This made people feel warm and cold, and it was the first time he saw the scorching and soft holy light, which made him feel very interesting.

"I remember you, Mr. Li Ke, it seems that you saved this place again, and you are worthy of being the elector of the Holy Light."

Prestor opened his arms and hugged Li Ke directly before Li Ke could speak, and Li Ke didn't even have time to react.

And while being hugged, he also heard words from the fallen guardian dragon.

"I think, you can entrust everything to me and promote my reputation, can't you? As a price, I will pay you a considerable reward."

It seemed to be a trick transaction, but Deathwing was sensing Li Ke's situation. After he approached, he could feel the incomparably deep, cold and warm holy light more clearly.

It's really like, a cold sun.

This idea appeared in his mind, and Li Ke politely rejected this guy who was obviously not a good person.

Because when the other party hugged him, he not only heard Prestor's voice, but also felt a shadow force entering his body, making him hear another familiar voice.

"Come on, give up the Holy Light. The Holy Light will only bring lies. You should have a deep understanding of this, haven't you?"

It was a voice from the shadows.

Obviously, the one in front of him was indeed Deathwing, or the minions of the ancient gods, and ordinary people would not have this level of shadow power.

He naturally took this not-so-weak shadow power into his pocket, and this shadow power was even equal to the amount of evil energy in his body, but it was just to let the people behind him barely say that sentence.

He didn't take the initiative to absorb this power here, but what made him find it interesting was that the master of the power of shadow didn't want Deathwing to find out, as soon as he got out of Deathwing's body, the power immediately fell silent Go down, as if it doesn't exist.

This fully shows how much these ancient gods long for Li Ke, and because of this, Li Ke also believes that the person in front of him is Deathwing, but he used a method that most people in the world don't know to disguise himself. .

"Sir Prestor, if you really want to do something, give my share of the reward to those who suffered from my battle with the orcs, and send us a ship to Southshore , I have one more important thing to do."

If he can't kill Thrall, he won't be interested in this place, let alone there is a guy with malicious intentions here.

So he decided to leave.

"Oh... this is really sad, I am very optimistic about you, and I want to marry my unpopular daughter, or some distant nieces to you."

Deathwing spoke half-jokingly. He felt that the ancient gods should want a thug. The more powerful the holy light, the more powerful the saints will be when they fall into the darkness.

Once a paladin like Li Ke falls, even if a giant dragon is in front of him, he needs to be careful.

Of course, except him.

So even if the power of shadow in his body quietly entered Li Ke's body, he was not surprised at all, because the ancient gods were like this, pervasive, more disgusting than cockroaches.

"This young man probably doesn't know what kind of fate he is going to face."

He thought this maliciously, and with the tacit cooperation between Li Ke and the ancient god, he still didn't find anything special about Li Ke.

After all, from the beginning to the end, he didn't feel that Li Kepei was taken seriously by him.

Only when Li Ke fought in front of him and used his abilities recklessly, could he understand Li Ke's abnormality.

"I will, I will compensate them well, as long as you leave quickly. But you are going to Stormwind City? Don't worry, there is no need to be so troublesome."

The lord of Prestor smiled and waved to the mage on the side, and in an instant, the figure of the mage who received the reward from Prestor flickered for a moment, and then appeared in Li Ke and In front of Lord Prestor.

His behavior caused the other mages to show expressions of anger and envy.

"Honorable Sir Prestor, do you have any orders?"

The mage was very humble and respectful, because he had heard that Prestor in front of him had cleared himself of all suspicions and was about to become the king of Alterac, not to mention that he was quite rich and generous.

He was skeptical about the two previous news, but he had just experienced the last one.

This lord gave them a mana gem just now to express his gratitude to them!

The price of this thing on the black market is two hundred gold coins!

So his expression is quite respectful.

Sure enough, as he expected, Prestor still showed his luxurious financial resources and generosity.

"Send my friend and his family to Dalaran, then open a portal to Stormwind City, and send him to Stormwind City."

Prestor said his request, and then saw the embarrassment on the mage's face.

Transcontinental portals are a problem, but not in terms of money, and there aren't many people to teleport to.

However, it is not so easy to talk about Stormwind City.

"In my name, besides, I pay double the price to... you."

Prestor smiled and tapped the mage's chest with his scepter, making a dull sound.

"Happy to serve!"

Mr. Mage, showing a bright smile.

That's the kind of client he likes.

Follow such customers.

Then there is no problem!