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According to the guide he saw in his previous life, people with good luck can do tasks leisurely and leisurely. If they are not lucky, the time may be so short that they can't even run.

"It's only a quarter of an hour. If you're sure you're ready, just say it to me," said McLanda.

It only took a quarter of an hour, and Lu Li had a headache. This time was really tight. Fortunately, he had a mount, so it was too late to change someone without a mount.

Lu Li summoned his mount and rode on it, indicating that the witch Madlanda could start.

Malanda casts spells and quickly turns Lu Li into a blood-colored crusader. Hesitates that Lu Li is riding a mount, and his headless knight's war horse naturally disguises himself as a crusade-style knight war horse.

"For this quarter of an hour, you can't get off the horse, you can't fight, or you will lose your disguise," warned McLanda.

"I know, if there is nothing else, I think I'm in a hurry," Lu Li shook the reins. A quarter of an hour was not enough, so he had to act.

"If you see Ford again next time, please give me a word," the witch turned around and walked towards the Tomb of Uther: "Even if he is, we must believe that Captain Uther's spirit will last forever. He has been watching us, even if the darkness surrounds our fallen land. His light is the guiding light for all mankind-as long as we believe in honor as firmly as he does, everything will not wither..."

The words were a little blurry, but Lu Li smelled a helpless sadness from it.

Perhaps, witches have the ability to predict the future.

Riding on his horse, Lu Li rode the war horse of the headless knight to the fortress of the Blood Crusader in the Fireplace Valley. The blood Crusader Knights at about level 50 were everywhere along the way.

If Lu Li is allowed to come in with his own abilities, it would be a fool.

The bloody crusade fortress was filled with alcohol and the dirty air was disgusting. It was impossible to imagine that this was a Paladin's base camp. The bloody crusaders in Fireplace Valley were no longer as good as those crusaders who were still fighting against natural disasters outside.

The crusaders who fought hard against natural disasters outside, perhaps because of the wavering of faith, began to kill innocent people indiscriminately.

But they did not forget to resist the mission of the Scourge. Their extremeness did not affect the use of the Holy Light, and at least they would not kill people for no reason.

Along the way, Lu Li has seen several corpses of slaughtered civilians.

The Paladin fell and was astonishingly fast.

Fortunately, these knights will not cause trouble for him, most people will not provoke a real knight. The war horse under Lu Li’s seat symbolizes his identity as a high-level knight.

Lu Li came to Hero Castle. This was a castle built for Lao Fording.

Tyran Fordine is here, guarding the door with four high-level elites, two knights, one mage and one priest.

"I brought information about the plague land and wanted to see Lord Tailan," Lu Li said to several guards at the door, his tone of eagerness but full of arrogance.

"Why don't you go to the Grand Prosecutor?" the guard asked suspiciously.

The main reason is that this situation is too rare. In the Blood Crusader Camp in Fireplace Valley, almost no one regards Tyran as the real leader, so even if there is any emergency military information, no one will come to see this puppet leader.

"I just came back from the Grand Prosecutor," Lu Li said as he drove his horse forward strongly.

At this time, he is absolutely strong outside and fucked at the middle. As long as he attacks him, he will show his true form. One of the four level 50 elites can easily come out and take away his life.

However, the four guards had to retreat. After all, they didn't know that Lu Li was a fake.

Lu Li drove his horse into the castle and went straight to the location of Tyran Fordine. He met Tyran who was drinking alone in the administrative hall. The former Paladin looked tired and in a very bad state.

Many game analysts believe that at the beginning of Dawn, Paladin was the most vulnerable profession.

The positioning is a panacea. In fact, no matter whether it is T-making, milking, or output, it is a bit lacking in specialization. Moreover, due to the skills, it greatly restricts the performance of personal strength. Many of these Paladins in the game background are confused and depraved.

It is difficult for Paladins to find a mentor at present.

After the faith was shaken, the strength of the Paladin NPC was greatly reduced. Unless he learned from the Blood Crusader to embark on the extreme path, no player dared to contact the Paladin mentor who embarked on the extreme path.

"What's the matter!" Tailan asked in a muffled voice.

"Are you still awake now?" Lu Li sat on the war horse and looked at the hero's son condescendingly.

Tyrant paused, smashed the wine glass on the table in front of him, and shouted: "Who are you, what do you mean? Who allows you to talk to me in such a tone?"

"Tyran Fording, have you vowed to always adhere to the laws and glory of the Hand of Silver?"

"Do you swear to inspire the favor of the Holy Light and to spread its wisdom among your followers?"

"Do you swear that no matter when and wherever you find the existence of evil, you will crush it without any melancholy and use every drop of your blood to protect the weak and innocent?"

"Who are you?" Tyran Fording's face changed suddenly when Lu Li asked, and he stood up suddenly.

Lu Li's three questions just now were the oath when the recruit took the oath to join the Silver Hand. Uther personally presided over the ceremony for Tyran. At that time, he held Tyran's shoulder and said with emotion: "Become a person like your father, my child."

"I brought some things, maybe you might be interested," Lu Li threw a few things over.

A delicate little hammer is filled with a father's love and expectation for his son.

A broken flag of glory, which was once abandoned by the desperate paladin, from that moment on, he lost his mentor and his faith.

His father left early, leaving him with nothing but a fireplace valley and a sad mother.

It was the old man who taught him the way of knights and took him on the path of following the Holy Light. He became stronger day by day. He dreamed that one day the Holy Light would cleanse the land of Lordaeron and let all natural disasters disappear.

However, everything was in vain.

"There is also this thing, I think you may be equally impressed," Lu Li handed over the scroll that made Old Fording cry.

"This is...this...this is impossible, but these things..." Surprised, surprised to change on Tyran's face, and then he fell to the ground like a heavy blow, supporting his body with the giant sword in his hand.

Tyran knelt there and did not move, and time and space seemed to be still with his silence!

“My father is still alive…”

"Sir, what happened?" Perhaps disturbed by the movement inside, four guards guarding at the door rushed in.

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