Mystery: A Spark

Although she was somewhat curious about what Arthur was doing, she wouldn't press him for details since Hugh wasn't going to tell her.

Just like how Fors's participation in the Tarot Club wasn't explained to Hugh in too much detail.

Everyone has their own privacy, and even if they are friends, it doesn't mean they can excessively interfere in each other's lives.

Maintaining appropriate boundaries is crucial in friendships, which is a key reason why Fors and Hugh's friendship has remained so strong.

……

In the quiet living room, Klein quickly dealt with his somewhat disheveled appearance caused by choking.

He took off his dirty shirt, which was stained with black tea, and put on a new one from the closet.

Klein sat back down on the sofa, staring blankly at the letter in his hand.

He even began to doubt whether he had seen things wrong and that he hadn't slept well the night before, which was why his eyes were blurry.

Somewhat skeptical, Klein picked up the letter and read it carefully again before finally confirming that he hadn't misread it.

Holy crap, what the hell is this Scourge Legion? Is it because of Roselle's influence, or because of Arthur? Or is there some other transmigrator in this world...? Klein felt completely bewildered by this "Scunder Legion" in the letter.

They've even created the Scourge, and it's a force composed of spirit creatures, which can be roughly considered undead creatures.

If it weren't for the intervention of a time traveler, Klein would have dared to swallow the coffee table in front of him whole.

Good heavens, an army of the undead, huh? Are they going to bring out the Lich King too...? Klein held the letter in his hand, completely stunned.

"Oh, why is this happening? Receiving Mr. Azik's reply should have been a happy thing, and confirming the ownership of the bounty should have been a joyful thing."

"These two things together should have brought double the joy, but why did it turn out like this..."

Klein scratched his head, feeling completely lost.

He had no idea who founded the Scourge, nor what kind of impact it would have on the world.

But Klein knew that the Scourge army, composed of spirit creatures, was certainly not plotting anything simple.

Klein looked back at the letter and began to study it word by word.

Mr. Azik said that this Scourge army is not very strong and seems to be a new force, so the possibility of it being related to Rosell is not very high. After all, Rosell has been dead for more than a hundred years, so it is unlikely that he would suddenly appear and cause some kind of undead Scourge... Klein analyzed carefully.

No, not necessarily... Klein quickly dismissed his own idea.

Since he could be resurrected, Roselle might also have the ability to be resurrected. After all, Roselle has gone further than him on the path of the extraordinary, and he should have more hidden methods.

So, is the Scourge related to Roselle?

Or is it related to this person? Klein pictured a blond young man with gold-rimmed glasses, who was refined and scholarly.

To be honest, compared to Russell Huang Tao, whose whereabouts are unknown, Klein felt that the Scourge was more likely to be related to Arthur.

Since Russell has been dead for over a hundred years, it's highly unlikely that he would coincidentally reveal his whereabouts now.

Most importantly, of the things Roselle left behind, not many were actually related to World of Warcraft.

But Arthur was different.

When Klein first met Arthur, he saw Salamani and the Skull of Gul'dan at his place. Later, Arthur came to Tingen under the alias Anduin.

So if we really have to say who the Scourge is related to, Klein still thinks Arthur is more likely.

Furthermore, Klein had personally seen Arthur's manifesto booklet and knew that the man was someone who was up to something big.

"Tsk tsk, these people are all quite remarkable, while I'm just like a salted fish." Klein shook his head helplessly, feeling as if he had embarrassed the transmigrators.

He folded the letter and kept it safe, then pulled out from under his pillow the extraordinary ability of the Mystic Master that he had received the night before, now corrupted by the true Creator.

Last night, Klein received Arthur's prayer while divining the recipe, and thus learned of Ambassador Beckron's death, confirming that the undeserved calamity he had suffered was finally over.

Therefore, after returning to reality, considering that he had many secrets that were not suitable for being watched for a long time, he discussed with the bodyguard he had hired and ended the commission early.

Now, Klein plans to try using this corrupted property to see if he can create a smaller version of himself on the gray fog.

After all, without a pseudonym, there are many things he wouldn't be able to say or do using the identity of Mr. Fool.

……

On the dark earth of the spirit world, Arthas, who had just left Fors' house, was frolicking and skipping around.

As it was running and jumping, a voice suddenly entered its ears:

“Little guy, you’ve been caught red-handed. The Scourge’s presence has been detected.”

Arthas stopped in his tracks, his expression turning serious as he asked:

Do you know who the other person is?

“It’s someone you know, Azik Eggers, the son of death.”

Upon hearing this name, Arthas's expression relaxed considerably, and he said:

"Oh, it's Mr. Azik. That's good."

"So, what are you planning to do?" the voice asked.

Arthas changed direction and said softly:

"I plan to go and have a talk with Mr. Azik."

……

Nighttime, 8 Williams Street.

Under the moonlight, two figures suddenly appeared on the previously deserted street.

"Is this the place?" Bernadette looked at the house with some curiosity, but couldn't see anything.

“Beneath this house lies an underground structure, an ancient relic from the Quaternary period,” Arthur replied with a nod.

"Oh? It's a relic from the Fourth Epoch? No wonder you waited until I became an angel before daring to come here," Bernadette said, somewhat enlightened.

“Madam, I’m not actually doing this out of fear,” Arthur couldn’t help but explain.

“Yes, I know,” Bernadette replied casually, and then walked towards the house.

Arthur sighed helplessly and followed suit.

Soon after, the two found a secret door leading to the underground structure in the basement of the house.

It was a grayish-white stone door that blended seamlessly with the surrounding walls, but it was easily spotted by Arthur's ghostly vision.

Even without using ghostly vision, Bernadette's voyeuristic eye could easily locate the door.

All I can say is that when you're out in the world, having a useful eye technique is extremely important.

"Madam, if you open the door and go in, you might leave a mark that others will notice," Arthur warned.

When it comes to experts in opening doors through walls, the apprenticeship route is the way to go.

However, the apprenticeship path only grants the ability to help others pass through walls after advancing to Sequence Seven.

Therefore, Arthur did not bring Arthas, the lockpicking thief, with him when he went to the Ruins dungeon this time.

“It’s simple, don’t resist,” Bernadette said softly.

Arthur nodded and stood still.

The next second, he felt something binding his waist.

He looked down and saw that it was a bright green pea vine.

After being tied up, Arthur felt a blur before his eyes, and then he flew up as if riding on clouds.

Once his feet touched solid ground, he found himself in an ancient ruin.

"Jack's peas are really useful, they have so many functions. If I had gone through the espionage route back then, they might have been pretty good too..." Arthur thought to himself.

He had now arrived behind the stone door he had just seen, and ahead lay a dark passage.

Call ~

An orange-red flame ignited in Arthur's palm, dispelling the darkness in the passage.

Arthur knew his place. He knew that in this raid on the ruins, he was just a nobody, pointing out the location of the dungeon to the pros and then cheering them on.

Therefore, miscellaneous tasks like lighting were naturally handled by Arthur, so the boss didn't have to put in much effort.

Arthur held the flame in his palm in front of Huang Beibei, but his body lagged slightly behind, and he walked forward with Bernadette in a servile manner, like a lackey leading the way.

There were several wooden doors on both sides of the passage, but they were somewhat rotten and barely usable.

Through the open door, one can see the somewhat empty scene inside, with benches and tables that match the style of the door.

Bernadette glanced around briefly, then continued walking until she reached the black stone door at the end of the passage.

“There are a lot of snakes in here,” Arthur warned.

Bernadette nodded silently and, using the same trick, led Arthur behind the black stone door.

Hiss~

As soon as he reached the door, Arthur saw countless snakes of various colors writhing and huddling together in the center of the hall, forming an exaggerated snake den about ten meters long and wide. The slimy and disgusting feeling hit him.

In that instant, even though Arthur was mentally prepared and knew what was inside, he was still disgusted by the sight and felt his scalp tingle. He wished he could throw a bunch of fireballs at it and burn all of these things to ashes.

No wonder Klein and Sharon were terrified in the original story. Damn, this scene is really pushing one's mental limits... Arthur looked down at the ground and threw those disgusting memories into the emblem, which made him feel much better.

To avoid seeing these ghostly things again, he simply closed his eyes, hoping to avoid the sight and the trouble.

Anyway, with a big shot leading the team this time, there's no need for him to take action at all. It's actually more reassuring not to see him.

And that's why he didn't see the pale, ashen face on Bernadette's face beside him.

Scenes like this, with countless snakes of various colors writhing together, are so intense that very few people could withstand them unless they had a taste for the extreme and were very experienced.

Although Bernadette had successfully ascended to the rank of angel, this still couldn't protect her from such a disgusting scene.

With a pale face, she took out a scroll, tore it open, and then threw it forcefully at the ball of snakes.

Instantly, a blizzard appeared in the center of the hall, engulfing all the countless snakes.

Chapter 130 Arthur: Hot pot is so delicious!

In the underground ruins.

As the ice storm swept through, the dense ball of snakes gradually disintegrated, the snakes were frozen into blocks of ice, and then shattered by the storm.