The orcs were born with a big throat, and as soon as they swallowed it, the two groups who were noisy immediately fell silent, and looked at each other in confusion at the frowning and silent Lei Gen. The fat duck that he thought he had pocketed actually had wings and flew away.
Maybe, these aristocratic businessmen were a little panicked for a moment.
"This orc...sir, can you please tell me what happened?" Jaina, the supreme ruler of Theramore, was not present at this time. As a consul, Mori naturally had the most authority to ask questions, but the old man knew it.
This orc has an unusual origin, and he even added an honorific
Roxas took two deep breaths and saw a cup of tea on the table at hand. He ignored the nobleman's grinning expression and drank it. He put down the cup and wiped his mouth and said, "Herold and I will bring it to you."
I took a detour to investigate the Black Dragon Ruins, but I didn’t expect that just a moment later, a big-headed soldier was hacked for no apparent reason, and even his partner and the murderer were nowhere to be seen!”
"Could it be caused by the nearby vampire spiders and poisonous flying snakes? I heard from my lumberjacks that the creatures in the swamp have gone crazy recently, and they can be chased by the smell of human scent from miles away!
"A young nobleman interjected from the side.
"We thought so too before!" Roxas nodded, "But then we found the horn left by undead creatures on the dead soldier. The location where we conducted the survey was extremely close to the Black Dragon Ruins. Although Onyx
Ya's hair has become braided, but the dragon power she left behind is still powerful. Ordinary brainless zombies and low-level undead will never dare to go near it! So Herod and I combined, there should be some relatively powerful undead creature causing trouble!"
"You mean... out of the thirty or so people sent out, only two were killed or eaten by the damn undead?" Regen, who had been silent for a long time, crossed his hands and put his mouth and nose behind his back and asked, "Is that so?
This is really new. Since it is powerful enough to escape from the scene in an instant without you finding any traces, it must be able to kill dozens of other soldiers easily... But in fact, you only found two victims, like this
?"
"Yes, but what does that mean?" the orc asked puzzledly.
"It explains a lot... at least the so-called powerful undead should not be a habitual criminal, or in other words, just a rookie who has just learned how to use human flesh and blood to strengthen himself!"
After finishing his analysis, Ragen stood up from his seat and said to Sam who was standing behind him, "There is no need to bring more people. It is enough to go to the Mage Tower and inform Ms. Jaina... that I need a ride to the Black Dragon Ruins."
Ignoring the many nobles with wonderful faces around him, the knight stepped forward and slapped the stunned orc: "Why are you so dazed? Why don't you come with me quickly!"
Roxas stretched out his thumb after a long while, swallowed his saliva and said, "How courageous, using the human army as a means of transportation. I think your Excellency, General, is truly unparalleled..."
Here, Regen is still planning to go to the Black Dragon Ruins, and as early as half an hour ago, Herod, alone, had carefully entered the abandoned Black Dragon's lair.
Compared with the veterans who participated in the Dragon Slaying War half a year ago, this northern man who only returned to the alliance ten months ago naturally did not know the cruelty and bizarreness of that battle. He could only see through the mottled blood stains at the entrance of the dragon lair and the way he was blocked.
The chopped trees, grass and rocks showed that even when facing Onyxia's men, the Stormwind army paid a heavy price.
The dragon barrier that once prevented humans from entering the lair has disappeared, so Herod was able to enter easily without encountering any resistance. However, such a smooth experience did not reassure him. As a veteran who has experienced many battles,
As a veteran, his whole body was on high alert. His right hand, which he was accustomed to wielding, rested on the long sword. Although he did not bring the battle ax that had been with him for many years, he was still confident of taking on any sneak attack launched from the darkness.
!
"Ka, ka~"
As he walked deeper into the cave, he felt that the heat all over his body was being drained away bit by bit. The dragon's nest that was originally built on the active volcano actually became like a ghost. When walking in it, he could only hear his own footsteps, which also made him feel uncomfortable.
Herod became more and more convinced that there was definitely something strange about this place.
After turning a corner, a faint smell of blood came from the right. He pulled out his long sword and walked slowly towards the direction of the smell.
"who!"
Herod looked with only a little bit of light and saw a human being lying on the ground with no body parts. Only the slightly undulating chest proved that he was still alive, and the lips that were torn off alive would probably never be able to open his mouth.
Herod's eyes narrowed, and he quickly walked forward and carefully helped the man up, "Are you...Sergeant Quentin?"
The eyes of the soldier who had lost his human form shone brightly, and he nodded almost with all his strength. He screamed "loudly" in his throat, but he could not spit out even half a syllable.
"Damn it! Who tortured you into this!" Herod's eyes were full of anger. Although he knew that Quentin could no longer speak, he still yelled hatefully.
The dying soldier shook his head slightly, raised his trembling palms, and wrote the word "Quickly" on his armor with blood. Herod's heart tightened when he saw this. You must know that all the crusaders who joined the Red Storm had experienced hundreds of years of experience.
Fighting, even if he is defeated by the enemy, he will never say the word "escape". If the enemy is not so powerful and desperate, Quentin will definitely not give such instructions.
Just as he was frowning and thinking, a look of panic flashed across Quentin's eyes. Herod, who noticed this, was also shocked, but before he could make any move, he only felt a burst of icy-cold energy that hit him.
Locked tightly, it rushed towards him like a bloodthirsty beast!
"Snapped!"
Just when Herod thought he was certain to die, Quentin, who was lying on the ground, mustered up his last strength, pushed him away and rolled on the ground several times. Herod quickly raised his head, only to see
I saw several ice spears stabbing the chests of my subordinates like sieves.
"No!" Herod shouted with his eyes splitting. He picked up the long sword on the ground and used all his strength to slash in the direction of the ice spear in the darkness. "Pay for it with your life, you scum!
Blade of Light!"
As a rare dual-professional among the Crusaders, Herod is by no means only capable of charging with the brute force of a warrior. His moves also carry the supreme combat power of the Holy Light, with the long sword drawing an arc in the air.
It struck forward like a golden horse, and at the same time exposed the sneak attacker in the darkness.
"Big surprise, isn't it?"
The golden holy energy was like a tracer bullet, illuminating the enemy's skull-like cheeks. The gorgeous robes could not hide the hollow body inside, but the shining cursed staff in the bone palm could still reveal the identity of the owner - a lich.
The king's lieutenant, chief lich lord, Kel'Thuzad
The oncoming holy energy hit the Lich and disappeared without a trace without a spark. In front of the master-level energy shield, Herod's holy energy was obviously not enough. At this time, Ke
Er'Thuzad's expression was playful. He stared at the humans who were trembling because of nervousness and fear, or excitement mixed together, and said with interest: "I think I should get to know you...soldiers of the Scarlet Crusade?
"
Herod did not immediately answer the Lich's words - not because of fear or shrinkage, but because unprecedented shock and fighting spirit filled his heart! It should be noted that Kel'Thuzad's name is well known in Lordaeron.
You know, in addition to the Lich King Arthas, the evil wizard in front of you is the second in command of the Scourge!
"If I can kill him, it will be worth it even if I am completely destroyed physically and mentally!" Herod was constantly encouraged by this thought in his heart, and the palm holding the sword kept twisting. If the opponent had a flaw at this time,
, I believe he will attack him without hesitation, even if the person standing in front of him is a Lich Lord with a reputation that can make children cry at night!
"Okay, although you don't say anything, I still insist on my opinion," Kel'Thuzad did not seem to see Herod's hostility, or for him, the enemy in front of him did not threaten him, so
The Lich was still chatting slowly, "I was surprised to see your traces in Kalimdor. After all, for your army, Lordaeron is the place that needs to be 'cleaned' the most, isn't it?"
"We are not called the Scarlet Crusaders now!" Herod felt that his throat was extremely dry, but he still replied as loudly as possible. Within a few breaths, he had recovered from his fanaticism and anger, and realized that with
It is absolutely impossible for him to defeat the Lich, and even the hope of dying together is almost non-existent. The only hope now is that Roxas can notify Regen as soon as possible.
"Oh? This is a strange thing..." There was a hint of surprise in the icy tone of the Lich. It seemed that he was not in a hurry to kill Herod, and still said calmly, "My slaves reported that now the cross
Most of the army has gone to Northrend. I wonder if you are a subordinate of that commander, and you are actually here near Theramore?"
Herod naturally knew that the Lich was lying, but he believed that the other party would find out about this matter sooner or later. He would not lose anything by saying it, and it could also delay time, so he calmed down and replied: "We are Renault."
.Commander Mograine's subordinates, because the commander was killed in battle, we automatically joined the Stormwind City army and went to Theramore with the army to stay there!"
Although Herod was usually less scheming, at this moment of life and death, he suddenly understood. Instead of revealing Regen's deployment, he covered it up for his immediate superior. However, what he did not expect was that this
This unintentional move obviously bought more time for myself.
"Well, the army of Stormwind City?" The Lich made a troublesome gesture and shrugged humorously, but unfortunately no one appreciated it. "It was just a whim, and I wanted to take a look at me.
That little baby is growing so fast, but I didn’t expect to encounter such a good thing... Anyway, let’s save your life first, I believe that a major can attract more fish to come!"
The Lich opened his mouth proudly, probably with a smile on his face. He pointed at Herod, and several thick ice chains fell from the sky, binding him tightly.
"Okay, dear Mr. Kevin, you can bring my little baby to eat!" Kel'Thuzad ignored Herod's angry expression and shouted into the deep black dragon's lair.
"As you command, Your Majesty the Great Chief Lich!"
A young death knight wearing heavy frost armor walked out of the darkness, exuding the smell of death and blood that even the undead would not want to approach. If little Sam were here, he would be surprised: because the man in front of him was the one who was killed back then.
Kevin Bloom, who was kidnapped by Kel'Thuzad and spent some time with the Knights of the Ebon Blade,
What Sam didn't know was that when the Lich King attacked the Light's Hope Chapel, Kevin was knocked into a coma by the aftermath of Tirion's holy energy. The Lich King took him away after being repelled by Regan.
And with the surviving Orbaz Blood Venom as the core, an organization called the Knights of the Lord of Suffering was rebuilt to replace the traitorous Black Blade Knights, and Kevin was promoted and became a knight.
senior general in the regiment
"Gah~"
The expressionless Kevin was holding a monster in his left hand, which was half the size of a baby dragon. The ferocious head and black wings were obviously the things that were born from the stomachs of dead soldiers!
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