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Chapter 266 Zakken¡¯s Story

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    In this lifeless underground city with no entertainment and the smell of preservatives everywhere, Anweina and I spent two days together eating and waiting to die. Although eating and waiting to die has always been my biggest goal in life,  Now I sadly realize that it would be really bad if all that was left in life was eating, sleeping, waking up, and eating all the way to the coffin.

    Now Anweina and I are sitting in a cave in the Undercity - even though the owner here calls this place a living room, I still insist that it is dug out of the ground and does not even have basic beams and is the only furniture.  It was in the center of the place where the stone table should be called a cave rather than a living room. Opposite us sat two skeletons who seemed to me to be identical except for size and finish but were in fact a couple.  In front of us, a strange combination of two skeletons, a ghost and a living person, there was a small pile of papers with twisted symbols drawn on them.

    Well, my original plan was to make a deck of playing cards, but it turns out that my painting skills are not much better than my sister¡¯s, so that the playing cards that I worked so hard to make were almost regarded by Anweina as someone.  Throw away the rune fragments containing the power of ancient curses created by the magician - if these small pieces of paper were made by her sister, then Anweina's guess is surprisingly consistent with the facts.

    Although poker can only slightly relieve the fatal boredom for me, for the skeleton couple in front of us, this simple and novel game that even the undead can be addicted to is simply a wonderful game.  It was a great invention that overturned the entire entertainment industry. Although they had no idea what the weird symbols on the pieces of paper meant, and the rules of the entire poker game were completely confused, the skeleton couple still played with us for nearly a day with great interest.  In the morning, their ribs have been densely covered with small notes by Anweina and I. The breeze blows like waves in the spring field - it seems that the punishment method we agreed on at the beginning was to stick small notes.  It is simply too wise to drink cold water instead of drinking cold water. Although these skeletons have zero stomach capacity, they at least have a large enough body "surface" area. Such a unique body structure is really good news for the majority of poker enthusiasts

    "To be honest, your love is really touching. I thought the Forsaken were all cold-blooded and dark guys." After finally successfully burying the skeleton brother opposite me with a small note, I clapped my hands.  He stood up and said this.

    Then the paperbasket brother opposite me raised his head proudly and clicked his chin to express his pride to me. Then the skull sister sitting next to him could tell at a glance that she was extremely proficient in using it when she was alive.  The same skillful hand knife hit Brother Skeleton's Tianling Gai, and messy notes flew all over the floor.

    I really couldn¡¯t understand what a bunch of rhythmic clicking sounds meant, so I had to ask for help from the humanoid searchlight next to me who could understand the other person¡¯s thoughts because he was also an undead: ¡°Anweina, translate.¡±

    The little ghost immediately stopped secretly changing my cards, and with a flash of inspiration, he said solemnly: "He said: Gina will always be my true love. Even if I smash this frame, I will use all my strength to  The soul comes to accompany her.¡±

    Hearing these words, the Skeleton Sister in front of me immediately lay down in Brother Skull's arms shyly, and the latter also gave her a long hug in cooperation - it couldn't be long, because her ribs were pinned together.

    Watching two skeletons stage a romantic movie in front of my eyes, I just felt chilled all over. If this scene were to be placed in a movie theater, how many ignorant children would be frightened into tears in one minute!  But it might be better to put it in a Chinese cinema. Even if a horror movie of this level can be released, it has to be edited from a two-hour full version into a half-hour trailer. Basically, after showing the cast and theme song, there will be nothing left.  .

    By the way, how did my thoughts get here?

    Through these two days of contact, my impression of the Forgotten has basically undergone earth-shaking changes. Although they have a dark side, they also have warm and heartwarming people like the skeleton couple in front of us that can make people cry.  , this is completely different from the country of the undead in my impression, but it is right to think about it. Even the evil and crazy race must have its bright side. If the entire race is immersed in hatred and fanaticism, even in addition to revenge,  If we no longer consider anything outside, then the future of this race may be really dark, and Sylvanas will also become the most failed leader in history, because such a race has fundamentally lost the ability to develop and grow.  possibility.

    ? ?Okay, I digress again.

    After finally pulling each other¡¯s ribs out of the other¡¯s bones, the skeleton brother in front of me gave me an awkward smile.¡ª¡ªI guess it was an awkward smile¡ª¡ªThen the chin continued to click, and Anweina translated simultaneously without my instructions: "The arrival of the undead natural disaster destroyed many families, and many of them stood up again.  , became a member of the Legion of Destruction. When the Lich King's rule ended, 70% of the humans in Lordaeron had turned into the soil of Tirisfal, and the remaining 30% would be difficult to regain.  They found their relatives and friends before they were alive and became lonely living dead. I was lucky enough to find Gina. Although it has become like this, at least we are together again."

    The Forgotten are very lonely. The whole world has excluded them. Many of them can only seek their little remaining sense of belonging, while more people are huddled alone in this dark underground.  In the city, you may use fighting and aimless wandering to anesthetize yourself, and let the dark thoughts that are constantly growing in your heart grow stronger. This is a very bad situation. If this continues, sooner or later, one day, the entire Forsaken race will be destroyed.  They will all fall completely into madness, and swallowed by resentment and loneliness, they may really become the resentful spirits that Sylvanas calls them.

    ¡°Perhaps Sylvanas has thought of this a long time ago, so she also regarded our Salvation Army plan as a glimmer of hope, a hope that can prevent the Forsaken from turning into crazy wraiths in isolation and hatred.

    Although I know that even if we don't show up, with Sylvanas' ability, she will have a way to solve this problem.

    Just when boredom struck again, and Anweina began to entertain herself with nothing to do, I decided to find some topics to break the dull atmosphere. By some strange coincidence, I remembered that  The skeleton soldier who brings us to the Undercity always carries a silly little zombie with him.

    "Do you know Zarkon? He always seems to be wandering around the Undercity with a little zombie."

    I threw away the cards in my hand, stretched out and asked.

    "Of course we know each other, we used to be neighbors, and the little zombie he always brought with him was his daughter."

    My half-stretched waist suddenly stopped, and then at least six sphincter muscles in my waist, back, and shoulders expressed a strong desire to continue with the stretched waist that could not be fully stretched. Unfortunately, without the coordination of the central nervous system, these muscles acted independently.  After the battle, it ended up in chaos, and the situation was as chaotic as the Second Ring Road at 5:30 in the afternoon.

    "Nana come on I'm angry"

    After Anweina¡¯s frantic rescue efforts, I regained my breath with lingering fear. This is really funny. I, the head of the empire, was almost killed by me, a lazy person.

    Well, back then, another head of the empire was almost killed by a piece of cake.

    When I came to my senses, the skeleton brother in front immediately took the skeleton sister¡¯s hand, pointed at me, and his chin clicked.

    ¡°Dear, you see, having meat is not necessarily a good thing.¡±

    "Anweina, there is no need to translate this."

    Zakken's story is very simple, as simple as what I, a former otaku who has been tortured by various novels, can imagine in an instant. Zakken's story is also very sad, just like the story behind every forgotten person.  The story is equally sad.

    Zarkon was once an ordinary scout in the Lordaeron army. Although his military rank was not high, he had a good life thanks to his rich experience and one or two moderate military exploits.  , just like the young, strong and successful young man in most novels who is used as a dragon in suit but is unexpectedly popular, he has a wife who loves him very much and a lively and lovely daughter - so simple and happy  His life lasted until the coming of the undead natural disaster.

    After the war began, Zarkon was ordered to participate in the human battle against the Scourge and was thrown into the front line. His luck was very bad. On the second day of the battle, he was pierced through the heart by a ghoul's claw  ¡­

    When Zhaken reawakened as a forgotten person, he found that his former home had been turned into ruins devastated by the plague.

    Such a blow almost caused Zarkon to collapse completely and almost reduce him to a crazy undead creature. In fact, nearly half of the Forgotten people will become dominated by revenge and killing after regaining their free will due to such a shock.  corpse, and was eventually eliminated by Sylvanas, and Zarkon almost embarked on such a path.

    ¡°Perhaps it was God¡¯s will. When Zakken, who was in a daze, was thrown into the cellar to die slowly, he saw a little zombie with no mind and looking stupid.

    On the neck of this little zombie, there is a delicate little pendant. On the pendant are small words that he will never forget and engraved by himself - for Nina, my favorite daughter.

    The little girl's mental power was too weak. Even though the Lich King's power had left, her consciousness had already dissipated under the strong invasion of mental power. What was left was just the instinct to follow Zarkon.  .

    Since then, behind the silent skeleton soldier Zakken, there has been a little zombie who is always stupid and used to convey messages.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The little girl's mental power was too weak. Even though the Lich King's power had left, her consciousness had already dissipated under the strong invasion of mental power. What was left was just the instinct to follow Zarkon.  .

    Since then, behind the silent skeleton soldier Zakken, there has been a little zombie who is always stupid and used to convey messages.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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