The two jet-black swords screamed and cut through the air, shattering the ice shield surrounding the Lich, and slashed towards his neck with unabated force!
Relying on the mage's instinctive reaction, Kel'Thuzad silently recited a spell without even thinking about it, and instantly moved dozens of yards ahead. However, before he could catch his breath, the black slashing sword was like a tarsal maggot.
Pan followed him again, and still stayed close to his extremely fragile neck bones.
"Damn it!" The Lich had no choice but to throw the only weapon in his hand: the wooden cursed scepter at the opponent. Although he knew that this could not stop the attacker's intention, he still hoped to delay it for a moment, at least to make himself free.
Casting a spell - even the simplest ice arrow, can get him out of the current situation where he is unable to advance or retreat.
However, it is a pity that the attacker holding the sword is not easy to fool. Xiao'er only heard him scream, the power of the sword suddenly increased several times, and he broke the cursed scepter in two without any hindrance, and steadily
Grab the golden eyeball on the head of the stick
"Thank you, Lord Kel'Thuzad!" A familiar low voice came from the black Death Knight's Crown, "Please also hand over the Scepter of Sargeras, otherwise there will only be plague and frost waiting for you.
Double torture!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two other black figures appeared behind Kel'Thuzad, forcing him to the left and right in the center, facing the dark sword of the death knight lord in front of him.
"Darian Mograine!" An angry look appeared on the Lich's skull face for the first time, "You despicable and shameless traitor! I curse your body and soul to be covered with the maggots of hell forever!"
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"No need to bother you," the Lord of the Ebon Blade said calmly, "when we were slaughtering innocent people for the Lich King, we were truly in the bottom of hell... Now, my colleagues and I have recovered from the ignorance of the past.
Wake up and I will never be used as a butcher knife to kill the weak by you again!"
Kel'Thuzad cursed with a ferocious face: "Stupid traitor! Do you think the Alliance or the Horde will take in a group of monsters with hands stained with mortal blood? It's simply a daydream!"
"No, it's not them who are daydreaming, but you, Your Excellency!" A deep baritone voice came from the lower level. The Storm Guards were neatly lined up in two rows, and Varian, whose armor was stained, walked slowly.
Climbing up the stone steps, he looked at the Lich indifferently and said, "More than a year ago, in the name of the King of Stormwind City, I pardoned these warriors who used to fight against the Lich King, and allowed them to join the Alliance's army to fight for the glory of freedom.
war!"
Nodding slightly to Darien who bowed deeply to him, the Storm King continued, "In my kingdom, there is no difference between the living and the dead, and there is no absolute distinction between justice and evil! Even if you are willing to walk
For the alien warriors who are on the road of darkness and sow seeds for the light, the door of Stormwind City will always be open for them!"
It must be said that Varian's words were extremely inflammatory. Seeing the Lord of the Black Blade, he was shaken and almost lost control of the black sword in his hand. The other death knight was even more exaggerated and knelt down on one knee.
Next, I gave a grand knightly salute to the Storm King.
"The Alliance and your will are the meaning of my existence, Your Majesty! Thassarian is willing to fight for the Alliance again with his uncorrupted soul!" The death knight lifted up his helmet and visor, revealing a pale face.
From his eyes, which shone with fire, Varian saw hope and enthusiasm that did not belong to the dead.
"Get up, Thassarian." Dynasty of Storms nodded, "I heard Regan say that this is a noble and fearless name, and I personally believe that you will definitely become the iron wall of the Alliance!"
"However, this is not the time for us to chat." Varian turned his gaze to Kel'Thuzad, "Although I don't understand why the Lich King's think tank sneaked into the mage tower, but it obviously doesn't have any good intentions...
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"Just as you said, Your Majesty!" Darien moved the sword forward an inch more, forcing the Lich to swallow the spell he was about to spit out. "He sneaked here to steal the artifact hidden in Stormwind City——
The Scepter of Sargeras! If the Scourge gets this powerful artifact, their power will probably be even more difficult for us to deal with!"
Varian frowned slightly and said, "The Scepter of Sargeras? That magical weapon from Dalaran?"
"Yes, Your Majesty..." The seriously injured Giggs was helped over by two soldiers, and the other two masters were also sent for treatment. Their injuries were spell backlash, which could not be said to be too serious or too serious.
Heavy, after a period of cultivation, it will naturally return to its original state.
Glancing at Kel'Thuzad, who seemed to have given up resistance, the warlock leader continued, "After the expeditionary force passed through the Dark Portal, the Book of Medivh, the Scepter of Sargeras and the Skull of Gul'dan were sent back to the Portal of Magic.
Dudalaran was lost again during the Scourge War. Among them, the Skull of Gul'dan fell into the hands of the Burning Legion, and the whereabouts of the other two artifacts have remained unknown..."
"Until some time ago, a mage who claimed to belong to the Violet Eye appeared in front of me and handed me a fine iron treasure box." Giggs pointed to the box that had been frozen into ice slag, "
He brought a message from Commander Luo Ning, saying that he hopes to entrust us with this treasure and hand it over to General Christian Regan..."
"Regan?" Varian nodded thoughtfully, then looked at Kel'Thuzad and said, "Then, do you think it would be better for you to hand over this thing yourself, or to be beaten to death by us and then vomit?"
Would it be better to come out?"
"Beat me until I am completely out of my mind?" The Lich glanced around at the mortals in the spire, with a strange smile on his face, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty the King, I don't think you have this ability...at least, now.
does not have"
Before he finished speaking, everyone saw "Kel'Thuzad" floating like a projection in everyone's eyes. Darien frowned and sent his sword forward. Unexpectedly, he had just come into contact with the lich, and his "body"
"It spread like dust and spread all over the ground.
"Damn it, it's actually the 'dust image'!" Giggs said angrily, "What's worse, the Scourge actually got the Scepter of Sargeras!"
"It's not a big problem," Darien waved his sword in his hand, "Even though he took away one thing, we got another one back!" The death knight took out the golden eyeball from his arms, "This
It's the Eye of C'Thun that was snatched away by the Lich before... When Viscount Regan arrives in Stormwind City, I believe this treasure will be returned to its original owner."
"Well done, Darion!" The Storm King nodded approvingly and said to the three death knights, "Come on, respected warriors! It was your courage and fearlessness that helped the people of Stormwind repel the Lich King's attack.
, I think there will be more people outside the Mage Tower who want to express their gratitude to you in person!"
"This..." Darien couldn't help but take a step back after hearing this, and looked at his two subordinates with some hesitation: After all, after being a monster in the eyes of mortals for so many years, Lord Ebon Blade was still a little uncomfortable with being exposed to the sun and the public's gaze.
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"We appreciate your kindness, Your Majesty Wrynn..." Another death knight who had been silent just now leaned forward slightly and took off his hood, revealing the face of a high elf when he was alive, "and your open mind.
Different, I think most
It is still difficult for mortals to accept a group of monsters from the dark as their allies... and as far as I know, many citizens of Stormwind City came from Lordaeron when it fell, and they will never hold a candle to Thassarian who participated in the massacre of their relatives.
With what kind of kindness…”
Varian frowned slightly: "Who is your Excellency?"
"He is my right-hand man, and he is also the current high-ranking lord of the Knights of the Ebon Blade, Koltira Deathweaver." Darien replied on behalf of the high elf, "The changes in Naxxramas some time ago were caused by him.
It has been detected that today’s plan is also the work of this genius strategist.”
"I'm glad I saw you in Stormwind City and not Icecrown Citadel, Mr. Deathweaver." Varian smiled and said, "And I am so jealous of Lord Darion. In addition to having many people who died for him,
In addition to being a loyal and brave warrior, he also received the allegiance of a highly strategic staff officer... Oh, I think the Lich King must have regretted it after the incident in the Eastern Plague."
Thassarian shook his head disapprovingly and said: "The truth is exactly the opposite, my lord! In Arthas' view, all the combat power of the Scourge Legion, including the Knights of Acherus he built with his own hands, is nothing more than
It's just an insignificant chess piece... After using our remaining value, he threw it aside without a care, without even giving it a second glance!"
"There is something hateful about people with twisted hearts," Varian nodded, "But if you put down the war in the North and return to Azeroth without authorization, aren't you afraid that the Knights of the Ebon Blade will be swallowed up by the natural disaster army?"
Darion replied: "You don't have to worry about this, Your Majesty... At this moment, the Scourge and us are restraining each other, and the Silver Northern Expedition led by Lord Tirion is singing and winning, and has expanded its sphere of influence from
The outer reaches of Northrend have expanded to the heart of Alsace - Icecrown Walled City! And we also plan to conduct small-scale assassinations and infiltration operations there to eliminate high-ranking generals and important figures in the Scourge!"
"Another good news!" Varian punched the wall excitedly, as if he had strengthened his determination, and said decisively, "Originally, I planned to observe it for a while before convincing the Imperial Council to agree to send troops, but now
It seems that the time has come to deny me... Marcus, I order you to go to the Alliance Headquarters immediately to convey my order!"
After closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, the Storm King continued, "The plan to conquer Northrend will be officially put on the agenda for discussion by the Alliance Military Headquarters from today on!"