This person was originally trapped, and Lu Li didn't have time to untire him in a hurry.

Besides, this man was about to become a dead person, but who knew whether he was an enemy or a friend? Unexpectedly, he could break free from the rope by himself. After jumping up, he looked around, as if he wanted to find a weapon, but there was no suitable one here and he asked him to choose.

He could only pick up a wooden stick, about the size of the bowl, and it didn't look very easy.

"You bastards," the human uncle rushed over with a wooden stick and knocked directly on the head of a cursed believer. His heart seemed to be full of resentment, and this stick used all his strength.

Bang!

The white red and the brain splashed, the curse cultist was directly opened.

Then the next one...

This sudden change scared everyone. Lu Li and his wife had to escape from the battle and retreat, otherwise they would not be able to guarantee whether this human uncle could distinguish his enemies and friends.

The Cursed Cultists were killed by sneak attacks, and they began to organize resistance in a hurry. The human uncles also began to be hurt. Lu Li and his other people had to go up to help. Fortunately, with the human uncles fighting monsters in front of them, the few thieves only needed to output, and the difficulty was reduced by more than twice.

The eight cursed believers were killed soon, and there was basically no difference in their deaths, and their heads were broken.

This Mediterranean uncle with a red eyes and a pale face turned out to be a skull-breaking maniac.

After the curse of the cultists died, it was the undead's turn.

The Mediterranean uncle stared at the slowly moving undead, and suddenly threw away the wooden stick to cover his face and started crying.

Lu Li and his friends looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

If you guessed correctly, these people must have acquaintances of the Mediterranean uncle, perhaps family, or friends, or at least neighbors. They were arrested together for experiments.

Now, he is the only one left.

These are real undeads, and they have completely become undead. There is no way to use potions on them. No matter how good the potion is, it cannot solve the problem. At least no one in Azeroth has developed this potion.

"Do you need our help?" How painful it is to kill his relatives with his hands. Lu Li feels that he should stand up.

"No, I'll do it myself," the big man raised his head suddenly, and he grabbed the stick again.

The next one-sided massacre was even more one-sided. The man was covered with wounds, some of which were originally present, and some were left by the curse of the believers just now, but his combat power did not weaken at all, or his willpower supported him to complete this matter.

A middle-aged man in his thirties and forties roared and cried, completing the most helpless and saddest battle in his life.

He wants to kill these relatives and friends in the most direct way, even if they have become undead.

Lu Li and his friends stood by, watching all this numbly.

"This is Xiya, my daughter, how I wish he was not born in this world," the sad father killed a young undead, and he muttered the name of the girl, Xiya, his daughter.

Then, he was able to recognize everyone who died at his hands, and sometimes he would talk about some things about these people.

For example, one winter, he took his son to fish on the frozen lake. His son fell down and the sharp ice pierced his new clothes. The little guy was unhappy for several days until he bought him a delicate dagger with the sold fish.

For example, the middle-aged undead named Side was the playmate who grew up with him.

When they were young, they worked on the same farm. One night they couldn't stand being hungry, so they went to the farm kitchen to steal food...

Everyone has an experience that impressed him.

They used to laugh and work together, and some people even watched him grow up, but unfortunately they are now completely turned into corpses in front of him.

"Who of you, what kind of power will make humans harm their kind," the Mediterranean uncle solved the last undead, touched the tears on his face in confusion with his sleeves, and turned his head to ask.

"It's the power of evil, sir," Lu Li replied.

"I killed my own relatives and friends, and I am also evil," said the human uncle.

"They are dead, before you kill them," Lu Li paused and added, "Do you have no other relatives, sir?"

"No more, my relatives, everything about me is here," the human uncle shook his head, as if he had lost all his strength, vitality, and hope in the battle just now.

"Then what are your plans in the future?" Lu Li signaled to others to destroy the big pot, and he also decided to leave.

It was not his relatives who died. He could feel the pain, but it was not enough to be fatal.

"I don't know either, but I don't want to be a dead soul," he said gritting his teeth. "I want to go out, I can't be a monster I hate."

"Okay, we'll escort you away," Lu Li said.

A new mission has appeared on the mission reel, escorting Bourne away.

"Thank you," Bourne struggled to stand up. He picked up the stick and helped Lu Li and a few smash the big pot. Lu Li picked up the notes on a cursed church, and then lit a fire to burn the church.

At this point, they completed the task of destroying the ritual of the Curse God.

The mark behind the task becomes deliverable, and the delivery target is the quarantine officer of Stormwind City.

Unfortunately, most of the monsters here were killed by Bourne, so nothing was dropped. The few killed by Lu Li and others lost some materials and equipment.

Equipment is of no value, but the materials, especially two rare materials, are good gains.

Next is to escort Bourne away. If Bourne is an ordinary person, this task may be very difficult.

But Bourne was not an ordinary person. He held a stick as thick as a bowl, and fought like a madman. His wounds continued to increase, but there was no sign of falling down or stopping.

Lu Li explores the way forward to avoid encountering an invincible existence.

The others had to face only some scattered monsters. It took about an hour to appear on the edge of the plagueland.

"I have some friendship with the people from the Seventh Legion," Lu Li admired the farmer's combat effectiveness and decided to help him. With Lu Li's friendship with Duke Bervar Fortagen, the military should be able to accept Bourne.

"Thank you, I think I have a place to go," Bourne stood on a rotten wooden stake, looking into the distance.

What was floating there was a blood-colored battle flag.

A group of warriors wearing blood-colored armor were slaughtering the undead wildly.
Chapter completed!