The Great Thief of Online Games

Stormwind City was still so majestic, but at this moment, Lu Li always felt that it had a heavier solemnity.

Okay, just send me here. I owe you a lot of favors. Maybe after all this is over... The marshal turned over and dismounted, patted the old horse that was so thin that you could almost see the bones, Let it go on its own.

The old horse looked at its owner blankly for a while, then disappeared alone and silently at the end of the forest.

Reginald Windsor was once a soldier under Anduin Lothar. When he followed Lord Lothar to raid the Tower of Medivh decades ago, he saw his future in the Tower of Medivh. Ending: Death by the claws of the black dragon!

Decades have passed, and the soldier back then has gradually aged, and he has become more and more aware of his destiny.

Yes, Marshal, but I hope to fight for you and follow you until the last moment, Lu Li received the mission prompt and completed the task of escorting the Marshal, but he did not intend to leave now, even if he faced the real black dragon. There is no possibility of victory.

Soldier, Marshal Windsor pressed Lu Li's shoulder and looked into his firm eyes and said, Okay, I accept your following. Please stay vigilant. Unless there is a fight, the female dragon will not give up. .

Only blood and glory cannot be let down!

A heavily armed warrior and a thief covered in a cloak took firm steps together and walked towards the cold gate of Stormwind City without hesitation.

The water elf hesitated for a moment and then followed.

She suddenly felt that the current Lu Li was very strange. Did every man have a heroic dream lurking in his heart? In an inadvertent moment, he would abandon all worries and timidity and pour his blood on seemingly ridiculous persistence.

Reginald, you know I can't let you pass!

General Marcus Jonathan, the supreme commander of Stormwind City's defense forces, appeared with his guards. He tightened the knight's sword in his hand. He couldn't bear to face his old friend, but his duty was that he had no intention of retreating. .

You must do what you believe is right, Marcus. We served together under General Turalyon. He made both of us what we are today. Is he wrong about me? Do you really believe what I am up to? Shall we destroy our alliance? Have I brought disgrace to our heroes?

Look at the five heroes behind you. Will I embarrass them?

General Marcus Jonathan stared hard at Windsor, looking at his pain buried in the vicissitudes of life, thinking that they had become friends when they were still privates, and they had fought hard in the wars of defending their country again and again. Survived.

They are the same kind of people, and they are exemplary soldiers both in terms of morality and performance.

They are not afraid of death or hardship. They can sacrifice everything for themselves and throw away their lives for Stormwind City behind them, but they are afraid of letting their faith become dust.

This city is really sick. With such determination, General Marcus Jonathan was finally unwilling to deceive himself. He sighed and said: I'm ashamed, old friend. I don't know what I should do, and It’s not you who disgrace the legendary heroes – it’s me, me and other depraved politicians who fill our lives with empty promises and endless lies!”

We bring shame to our ancestors, we bring shame to our fallen compatriots... Forgive me, Reginald!

It's time to end her reign, Windsor laughed: Let's go!

The soldiers who lined up in front of Stormwind City and were ordered to stop Windsor, the traitor, were at a loss. They didn't know whether they should abide by their duties and attack this military legend, or put down their weapons.

Stand back! Don't you see the hero is walking with us?

No harm shall come to Marshal Reginald Windsor! Let him get through here safely!

Get aside! Let them pass!

General Marcus Jonathan shouted loudly, and under his order the soldiers slowly moved out of the way. They actually knew some of the old man's story and the contributions he had made to the alliance over the years.

Go, Reginald, may the light guide you! General Marcus said to Marshal Reginald.

I don’t know who started it first. The soldiers retreated to both sides of the road and knelt down to Marshal Windsor. From now on, he will be the hero of Stormwind City, or in other words, he is the hero of the entire alliance!

Lu Li and the water elf followed Reginald on the road to Stormwind City Fortress. The guards on the road gave way one after another and saluted Reginald with respect. Along the way, they knelt down one by one and paid tribute to what they once had. The leader lowered the head of the warrior.

Over there comes a hero.

I am proud of you.

You are a living legend...

May the light be with you, sir.

You are the courage of Thorium.

We are nothing but dust beneath your feet!

You are an inspiration to us all, Your Excellency!

Finally, some players in Stormwind City discovered this scene, and more and more people came after hearing the news. They stood crowded on both sides of the road, looking at Marshal Windsor and those who followed Windsor in shock and awe. The two figures behind Marshal Desol.

Soon someone recognized Lu Li and Water Elf. After all, they were both influential figures in the game, and there would always be someone smart enough.

At the entrance of Stormwind City Fortress, Marshal Windsor pointed forward, turned back to Lu Li and said in a arrogant tone: Friend, right in front, this reptile will roll violently. It is a sign of despair.

Looking at the steadfast back of the marshal, Lu Li, who had never known what a sense of honor was, felt extremely proud for the first time. He was glad that he did not shrink back. It was his supreme honor to be an accomplice of this great criminal. .

The Guardsmen's weapons remain lowered, which means they will face our enemies together.

More and more players have heard the story about Marshal Windsor. There are always people who have done related tasks, and they automatically join in and follow.

Passing through the city, walking along paths, and crossing small bridges, the corridors of Stormwind Fortress were long. They followed closely behind the marshal. The final destination was in front of them. They had to follow the marshal in and protect this place that they knew was possible. A soldier who never hesitates no matter what he faces.

We finally arrived at the fortress, the entrance to the council hall of Stormwind City.

Marshal Windsor shouted: I come, bringing justice! You can't escape your fate, Katrana, the prophecy has already destined it all - the fantasy in the halls of Karazhan has already foreshadowed you. The ending, let’s come to an end now.”

End? Don't joke, Windsor, you criminal, fugitive, you will be imprisoned and tried for treason, and I will be glad to see the nobles declare you guilty and send you to the gallows.

At this time, Countess Katrana Presto came out, followed by a group of human nobles.

They looked at Windsor with pride. In their eyes, this veteran was not a marshal at all, but just a useless old thing, an old gangster who hated the nobles and always wanted to make some waves.

Perhaps I will be hanged, but before that, I will expose you!

Windsor took out two stone tablets brought from Blackrock Abyss, which were things he was looking for to bring the truth to Stormwind City.

When your limp body sways on the gallows, I will be happy that a madman's life has finally ended, Countess Katrana Presto cursed viciously and crazily: After all, you What evidence is there? Are you going to provoke a noble here and then leave unscathed?

The Dark Iron Dwarves think these stone tablets are encrypted and may be a treasure. But this is not a treasure, it is just ancient dragon language. Listen, you black dragon, let the truth be revealed to the world!

Marshal Reginald Windsor began chanting a spell.

Countess Catalana Presto's face changed suddenly because she heard what this ancient spell was used for. She screamed and shouted: Soldiers, stop him, stop him from insulting A nobleman.

We are the swords in the darkness, the guards of Night Town, the flames that resist the cold, the light at dawn, the horns that awaken the sleepers, the shields that protect the kingdom... A group of paladins rushed up on their war horses. Having learned the invincibility of the Paladins, some relied only on flesh and blood, and while chanting slogans loudly, they rushed towards the soldiers.

The white light is extremely bright, and there is no turning back in death!

Experience points, equipment, and part of the reputation will be lost when the city guards die, but they buy time for Windsor's chant.

The Night's Watch troops of the Sword of Judgment were a group of paladins who were obsessed with playing games for their faith. Lu Li arranged for them to wait near the council hall in advance and rush out at the most critical moment.

At that moment, the onlookers felt a shock that transcended the game.

The marshal's spell took effect, and the so-called countess revealed her true form - the black dragon princess Onyxia.

This black dragon - the daughter of the powerful Aspect Dragon Deathwing - participated in the politics of Stormwind City as the noble Katrana Presto. Due to her beauty, well-informed nature and other reasons, she quickly gained the favor of the people at the time. The appreciation and trust of the regent, Duke Bolvar Fordragon.

Now it's finally been revealed.

The nobles, including the regent Bolvar Fordragon, were all shocked. They had always thought that Windsor was an idiot, a bastard who was blinded by the war and had an immense hatred for the nobles. They did not expect that they were the idiot.

At this moment, the black dragon princess Onyxia was not in a hurry. She asked coldly:

What I'm curious about is... Windsor, in that illusion, did you survive in the end? The reason why I ask is because I make sure that you are dead today, right now!

It's now!

Lu Li jumped out from behind the Marshal. He wanted to block the fatal blow for the Marshal. As long as he blocked the blow, the Marshal would not die, and the plot would be rewritten. Anyway, the role of the Marshal is to expose the Black Dragon Princess. , paving the way for the next raid Onyxia's Lair.

Maybe the marshal really doesn't have to die.

He could continue on his journey and die on the battlefield against the Burning Legion, or he could die of old age in a military rest home somewhere in Stormwind City...

Onyxia's dragon claws began to glow with magic!

The guards around her all turned into dragons, and they joined their masters to kill this hateful human who ruined the black dragon family's plan.

Many players rushed forward spontaneously. Their thoughts were almost the same as Lu Li's. They could not let this hateful monster hurt a respectable veteran who was burdened with shame, misunderstanding, and belief.

However, the magic was like the sunshine after the heavy snow, melting away everything, including Lu Li, the water elves, the players and the night watch paladins. They were all knocked away or killed in the impact of the skills, and Wen Marshal Dessol took the most magic damage.

Lord Bolvar Fordragon shouted: No! Windsor! No! Marshal Windsor!

Unfortunately, no one can save this.

Lord Bolvar Fordragon killed the powerful draconians one by one, full of rage and without mercy.

Although he could kill groups of dragonmen, he still could not save Marshal Windsor. After the brutal fierce battle, Bolvar knelt in front of Reginald's body and shed tears of remorse, Reginald...I ...I'm sorry. He knelt beside Reginald's body for a long time, silently repenting...

The Wind Step allowed Lu Li to escape death, but he felt no excitement at all at this moment.

His heart was full of powerless bitterness. He helplessly watched Marshal Windsor fall, and watched the black dragon princess Onyxia flap her wings and escape under the attack of countless skills. At that moment, he really felt that he was incompetent. .

Marshal Reginald Windsor, a great hero who has been fighting against the black dragon without fear, is loyal to his beliefs and his country, and has been working hard to expose Onyxia's conspiracy. Attacked and captured by the Blackrock Orcs, with the help of players, broke through the enemy's blockade in the prison of Blackrock Abyss, and finally exposed Onyxia's conspiracy to rule mankind and allowed Duke Bolvar to get rid of Onyxia. A hero who was controlled by Thea, but was brutally killed by Onyxia.

The ground was littered with player equipment, but no one was fighting for it.

Onyxia! Duke Bolvar Fordragon, the regent, held the body of Marshal Windsor and shouted with his head raised: You will pay the price.

At this time, the World Channel has a system prompt:

Congratulations to players Lu Li and Water Elf for following Marshal Windsor and revealing the true identity of the Black Dragon Princess. Onyxia's lair large-scale dungeon is now open. Prince Regent Lord Bolvar Fordragon has issued a mission on behalf of the Royal Court of Stormwind City, offering a reward for the Prince Regent. The head of the black dragon princess Onyxia, players are welcome to participate.

Thanks to shtzhy, Maomao Loves Meat^_^, Shengshi Ting Ning, Fat Monkey, readers and other friends for their rewards and blessings. Thank you all. In fact, Marshal Windsor's mission is a hundred times more exciting than what I can describe. Unfortunately, my writing skills are limited. I went out for dinner and came back very late today, and the update was also late. Compared with everyone else.