His heart was uneasy.
Naturally, he had to take action. Rex sent out large numbers of people to investigate the Eastern Plaguelands.
Although this was merely his own speculation, once the idea took root in Rex's mind...
He could clearly feel his heart beginning to beat faster.
He grew nervous and lost all interest in continuing to wander through Lordaeron City.
After returning to his mansion, Rex began issuing orders.
Once he had sent everyone out, Rex had only been idle for about half an hour when a maid came before him to report something.
Rex listened quietly. This was the same maid who had first reported the Plague Dragon to him.
More than two days had passed, and now fresh news had arrived.
Rex frowned. Tracking down the undead in Tirisfal Glades had proved quite easy, and their location had already been pinpointed.
Tirisfal Glades was not like the Western Plaguelands, where the land was vast and sparsely populated-no, practically deserted. Tirisfal Glades was the heartland of the Kingdom of Gilneas, and more than a million people lived there.
The population was close to a million and a half. Although most of them were concentrated in Lordaeron City...
Manors could still be readily seen standing elsewhere.
Unless the undead only emerged at night and rarely moved about, discovering them would be a simple matter.
Yet these undead had not confined their activities to the dead of night. They moved about openly in broad daylight, making it difficult for them to escape notice.
People soon spotted traces of the undead and reported them, and those reports passed up through the ranks until they reached Rex.
Finding the undead so easily felt far too effortless to Rex.
The task had been accomplished so simply that he could not shake the feeling