: Day 18: The Story of Oscar

Eastern Kingdom Continent, Eastern Plaguelands.
Oscar rode his armor black goat, waved the dust messenger in his hand, and slashed the last ghoul that was rushing at him.
The prestige of the fiery landlord has now spread throughout the Eastern and Western Plaguelands. . .
Even the ashen lord Mograine knows that there is a dwarf adventurer whose title and weapon name are very similar to himself, and he is killing and killing in the plague land.
Oscar is very pleased recently, the experience of this time can be said to be a legend among adventurers.
He was still unable to escape the chase of the Crusaders, was captured on the spot, handcuffed and brought back to Stormwind City, where he met the Titan deity.
Lord Venerable is very curious about this dwarf adventurer who has experienced peculiar experience and attacked the wings of death with goat shit. As for Sylvanas standing aside, the female ranger stared at Oscar with her teeth gritted.
After a lot of talk and laughter, Lord Lord Zun gave some encouragement to Oscar, and personally admitted the title of Oscar, the fiery landlord.
Was recognized by the Titans and passed down from the adventurers. The nature of this is completely different. The title of the fire-colored landlord is officially recognized by all national forces and has become an officially recognized warrior.
Farewell, Titan also made some magical changes to Oscar's dust messenger. When Oscar waved this weapon, it would set off a burst of sand and dust storms around his body, while also strengthening the dwarf's own strength and speed.
So the cheerful Oscar rode on his goat, brandished his weapon, and dragged a long sandstorm away. . .
The sweeping aunt of Stormwind City is shattered. This destructive man who destroys the environment and the city should be hanged! The street that had just been swept away was now a mess.
Afterwards, he was personally received by Titan Sovereign, and the famous Oscar returned to the north of the mainland.
There are now plagues, and the reward missions for the undead are too many to complete, and have become a bounty paradise for adventurers from all walks of life.

Oscar proudly recalled his recent legendary experience while kicking a broken door, looking for undead in the house.
This is an ordinary town in the middle of the Eastern Plaguelands. At this moment, it is empty, and the town residents have either become undead or eaten by the undead.
Walked around, only to kill a few fragile zombies and skeleton racks, Oscar again scolded out of the town.
At this time he suddenly found a target, that is a curse cultist wearing a black robe!
Oscar screamed immediately, waved the messenger of dust, and rushed past into a sandstorm.
The cursed believer was also taken aback. He just passed by here to carry out his mission. He didn't expect to meet for a while. . . Sandstorm?
Will this sandstorm make strange noises?
Sect's plague still has this effect? Even the wind is dead?
The cultist just pulled out his staff and was about to disperse the sandstorm. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
A long dagger suddenly appeared in the sandstorm, and it was a burst of chaos against his chest. . . And the long dagger seemed to emit more sandstorms, pouring into the chest along the wound.
The cursed cultist fell slowly to the ground while covering his chest. The sandstorm in front of him slowly dissipated, and a dwarf appeared.
Oscar made another shot at the neck of the humanist, and the latter died immediately.
Then the dwarf started to move his hands. . . Ok. . . It was a chaos, looking for anything of value.
A bottle of natural plague? Why did I want this stuff, throw it away!
Ten gold coins, great!
Ok? what is this?
Oscar pulled out a small black bag from the chest of the believer's body, which seemed to contain a soft ball, and it still wriggled at the moment.
Opening the jaws of the bag, a cute, chubby, flirty, white body like a jade slowly crawled out.
A fat maggot.
This white fat maggot is still in its infancy, but it seems to be very clever. It lifts the side with its mouthparts and shakes towards Oscar, it should be saying hello.
Oscar looked at the fat maggot in his hand and fell into deep contemplation.
Is this man riding a horse sick?
You take a black bag and put a maggot!
Is also saved like a baby!
Is sick? ! !
what?
Is sick? ! !
As Oscar was angry, and was about to throw away the maggot, the fat maggot began to make attacks, and then shook his head at the dwarf, as if he was anxious to prove something.
Oscar is very smart, at least thinks he is very smart.
He thinks he has understood what this fat maggot wants to express.
This maggot is extraordinary!
Then the dwarf thought that he was the one chosen that day, the holder of the dust messenger. . . Is it. . . Is this also a meeting of fate?
Oscar suddenly felt secretly, and he really was one step closer to the road of the strong!
"Since you are not ordinary, then you will follow me in the future and become my companion for pets."
Said the dwarf to the fat maggot in his hand.
"You call it later ... Call ... Mr. Fatty Bug! Yes, that's the name!"
Then there was a little figure beside the fire-colored landlord. It was a whole body like white jade, and one was a very unusual fat maggot.
Mr. Fatworm can eat very much, and does not eat shit.
This makes Oscar more firm in his own mind, this maggot is not a maggot!
A scene often seen recently in hotels across the northern continent: a dwarf adventurer sat at a table in the lobby of the hotel and ate and drank, and a small plate was placed on the table, which contained various meat.
Sometimes it ’s a steak, sometimes a variety of pork chops and chicken chops, and a fat maggot is rolling in the meat steak, just like a shark swimming in the ocean. A good meat steak is soon drilled by Mr. Fat Worm pulpy.
Oscar suddenly became more famous.
But now no one will laugh at him or ridicule him, because Oscar is no longer a nameless adventurer who just came out, but they accepted the personal reception and affirmation of the Titan gods, and he also used his divine power to help him transform Weapon!
This world is such a scrambled egg. When a person gets out of his head, he is doing any unreasonable strange things, and it will be considered by the people around him as a deliberate act, rather than a momentary whimper.
So many adventurers began to look up at the news with a flattering face, asking the deep meaning of the fire-colored landlord to raise such a fat maggot.
"Is that dwarf neuropathy, he raised maggots? Are he still lavishly using steak?" A rookie, a new adventurer, said in shock the essence and truth of the matter.
"You know what a fart! Oscar has a deep meaning. He must have discovered the speciality of the maggot or the place where he needs to use it." A veteran adventurer next to him with a full face was full of face Looking at this rookie contemptuously.
The rookie suddenly realized, and he didn't know what he understood.
Oscar squinted to the flattering human adventurer next to him, and took a good ale from him ~ EbookFREE.me ~ bored, let out a few sips.
"I have good eyesight and found the extraordinary thing about my maggot."
Human adventurers immediately humbly waved their hands, but their faces could not hide their pride.
"Where and where, under the experience is still inexperienced, not comparable to the veteran predecessors like the hot landlord you."
"Why is this maggot ... Where is he special ... He is special ... um ... As long as you get such a special holy maggot growing in a plague land, you may find the undead A huge treasure buried by natural disasters! "
The adventurous people around them heard their words suddenly turned red, and they swarmed up. They watched carefully around Mr. Fatty, and they seemed to keep this holy maggot in mind.
"Go find it, adventurers, there may be such maggots everywhere in the plague land, if you are lucky, you may be able to catch one."
Oscar satisfactorily wiped out the food and spirits of the adventurers who honored themselves, and kept making up his mouth.
The celebrity effect is so terrible.
Soon, the Eastern Plaguelands will set off a large-scale maggot capture operation, and no matter how absurd the reasons are.
People will always convince themselves to believe everything they want to believe, right?

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