The demonic race Nathrezim, known as the Dreadlords in Azeroth, are a group of villains without any sympathy in the universe. They live on the energy of mortal creatures and use intimidation or deception to make each other brother and sister.
cripple, and then cause the entire world to fall under their dark influence
They conquered many worlds by controlling the minds of their enemies, and turned their enemies into their own minions. The evil and cunning Dreadlord can make people in the entire country kill each other out of inexplicable hatred and suspicion. The strongest Titan War God Sargeras is also there.
They fell under their influence and founded the infamous Burning Legion.
These evil scum in the universe surrendered to the leadership of Sargeras, and after his disappearance, they turned to work for the Legion's third figure, Kil'jaeden the Deceiver, assuming the important responsibilities of secret police and agents.
When the Burning Legion invaded the continent of Azeroth, Kil'jaeden the Deceiver still firmly controlled the first generation Lich King Ner'zhul due to the blood pact, but he had no interest in this former orc shaman.
Not feeling reassured, he summoned some elite fear lords to monitor the Lich King and ensure that he could complete his mission of destroying Azeroth. Varimathras, Balnazzar and Deserok, the three fear lords,
Therefore, the Demon King came to the world of Azeroth
Initially, they were responsible for liaison with Arthas, the chief knight of the Lich King, and directed his next actions from the side. Although they were dissatisfied with the arrogance and rudeness of the fallen prince, at least the two forces could maintain a delicate balance. However, in Alsace,
After Sars captured Silvermoon City, the capital of the high elves, unexpected changes occurred.
First of all, the death knight brought back two strange subordinates, one was the sinister lich Kel'Thuzad, and the other was a cold and charming elf girl-Sylvanas. They both died in Arthas.
However, he was resurrected by this arrogant and powerful death knight. They both served the Lich King but had completely different purposes: the former was due to his mission as the Lich King's adjutant, and the latter was driven by Arthas.
He was forced back from death so that he could not be controlled by Ner'zhul who was thousands of miles away.
Varimathras certainly did not expect that these two inconspicuous figures would become important valves that change the fate of Azeroth in the near future.
After this incident, he and his brothers became increasingly impatient with Arthas's arrogance and unreasonableness, and planned to secretly get rid of the death knight, and then conquer and rule the continent of Lordaeron. At this time, Ner'zhul in the Frozen Throne also because of
For some reason, their power has declined significantly, and their control over newly undead such as Sylvanas has gradually weakened. Under this god-given opportunity, the three Dread Lords intend to unite with Sylvanas's banshees troops to fight together.
Eradicate Alsace
However, unexpectedly, the new Banshee King refused to join forces with them and insisted on killing Alsace in his own way. So they left this stubborn woman aside and, under Alsace's carelessness,
He occupied Lordaeron and almost killed the fallen prince. Although he failed in the end, he succeeded in driving him out of Lordaeron, forcing him to flee to the northern border.
After the Dread Lords occupied Lordaeron, they still threatened Sylvanas and asked her to join their camp, but the Banshee Queen firmly refused to become any form of slave again.
Sylvanas used local ogres and other creatures, and with the help of the remaining human armies, slowly gained an advantage over the Dread Lords. In the end, the development of the situation made Varimathras abandon his brother——
The other two Dreadlords turned to the Banshee Queen and swore allegiance to her.
In order to prove his loyalty, Varimathras helped the Banshee Queen attack the territories of the other two Dreadlords Balnazzar and Deserok, and killed his brothers because of his undivided loyalty. After this battle, he hoped that
Alvanas captured most of Lordaeron, and sheltered all the undead that escaped the control of the Lich King, and established a free underground country - the Undercity.
As a result of following the queen's meritorious service in founding the country, Varimathras was not abandoned because of his status as a general. On the contrary, he gained a status second only to Sylvanas.
, manages all the affairs of the Dark Kingdom and becomes the queen’s indispensable palace steward.
Now this man who is one of the most powerful people on the mainland and the second-in-command of the Undercity actually wants to take action personally just to deal with a human being who has only recently become famous. No matter how you look at it, he is bullying the smaller ones.
Dislike
"Oh? I remember that you have never taken action in the past few years, why did you make an exception today because of a human? This is not your style of dealing with Varimathras." The Queen of Darkness asked with some surprise, which was reflected in her words.
meaning of confusion
"It's just a minor servant's temporary itch," the Dread Lord explained with a smile, "As you can see, most of my subordinates are stationed in Arathi all year round. The few servants around me are no match for the Regan Knights. After much thought, they were removed.
Besides myself, I really have no one else I can use. Although I am not good at fighting head-on, I am still willing to fight with the dragon-slaying warrior in order not to lose face in the Undercity."
The Queen nodded thoughtfully and looked at Regan, who was standing quietly beside him: "Then what do you think, Knight Regan, although I know this is a bit harsh on you, Varimathras's reason is not far-fetched, is it?
The challenge depends entirely on your own wishes.”
"Of course, the previously mentioned conditions are officially cancelled, because you have proven that you are a wise and brave warrior. You can take away these crusaders at any time... and Varimathras' duel belongs to his private request and decision-making power.
It’s in your hands now”
The Queen of Darkness's voice was not loud, but all the eyes of the entire Undercity were cast on Regan, and almost no one believed that he would be stupid enough to continue fighting an unnecessary battle.
"I accept the challenge, Your Majesty." Regan pondered for a while, ignoring the surprised eyes around him, and replied lowly and firmly, "As the agreement I just made with you, I should abide by it and complete it no matter what. This is not only for you.
The respect for the Undercity is also an explanation for myself.”
"That would be great," Sylvanas nodded approvingly, looking at the Dread Lord and said, "Since both of you are determined to fight, I can't say anything else, but Varimathras, I still have to first
Warning you, use your abilities with caution, I don’t want to cause any unpleasantness with the guests towards the end..."
"As you command, Your Majesty!" The Dread Lord looked at the mistress's warning eyes and couldn't help but shudder.
Of course he knew what the Queen was referring to - Nasrezim's special skill is not in head-to-head confrontation, that is what the vulgar abyss lords are good at. They prefer to use mind control or some psychic magic to confuse
One's own enemies, to achieve the goal of killing them without any use.
Now that the queen is giving such a serious warning, it is tantamount to destroying his trump card in advance. It seems that the previously conceived plan needs to make some changes.
Varimathras was secretly calculating in his mind. Regan had already stood on the big ring. He drew out his long sword and saluted him, indicating that he was ready.
The Dread Lord slowly walked to the opposite side of Regan. He exerted a little force on his arms, and two hellish blood claws that shone like dark matter suddenly came out, tightly wrapping his entire palm. From the outside, it looked like two claws growing out of his arms.
Multiple gun blades
"Be careful, Regan Knight. This claw is called the 'Psychic Striker'. It was made by the Moorg, the most outstanding blacksmith race in the void. The blade is covered with dark matter that specializes in breaking defense energy. It is the turtle of your Paladins.
There's no way magic can deal with it..." Varimathras seemed to be reminding him, but actually he whispered threateningly.
"It's the Holy Shield Technique," Regen smiled at his provocation and corrected himself. The holy energy in his body surged secretly, and the long sword in his hand shone like a golden torch. "But this sword is also extraordinary.
It is the item worn by Anduin, the strongest warrior on the continent. Lothar used to be a special weapon, and it specializes in killing all evil things that dare to disrupt the order of Azeroth. You'd better be careful!"
"Hmph, you're quite clever with your words, so let's see the truth in our hands!" Varimathras's eyes flashed fiercely, and he nodded towards the herald on the sidelines.
"In the third game, Lord Varimathras will personally fight against the Knights of Regan. There is no time limit and it will end at the click of a button!"
Before the herald finished speaking, the Dread Lord flapped his wings, flew high into the air, and pounced down on Regan with thunderous force!
"Well done!" Lei Gen's tongue exploded with spring thunder, he roared and leaped towards the opponent, and the golden long sword struck back like a giant dragon.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
As soon as the two figures came into contact in mid-air, they made a few punches without any tricks. The loud explosion made the eardrums burst, and then they quickly separated and fell heavily to the ground.
With a crisp sound of "Ping Rang", Varimathras frowned and stood up first, throwing the fist claws broken into several sections on his hand far away. The crowd around him couldn't help but let out a low cry, expressing his gratitude towards the weapon that can cut off the Dread Lord.
The knight couldn't help but look at it a little higher
"It seems that the Moorg blacksmith is an out-and-out profiteer," Regen patted the dust on his body, stood up and said with a smile, "Such a vulnerable weapon is not worthy of your status as the Dread Lord."
"What a sharp-tongued knight, but irritating me will do you no good!" Varimathras said gloomily.
"Oh, okay, then what are you going to do now," Regan looked at his empty hands and said sarcastically, "Can you, like the legendary Pandaria monk, fight with your bare hands?"
Varimathras smiled coldly and said in a deep voice: "Ignorant boy, Nathrezim are born strategists. We are different from those vulgar warriors! If Her Majesty the Queen hadn't banned me from using mental attacks, the outcome would have been different.
We can tell them apart a long time ago!"
"So, your defeat was still because of the queen?" Regan asked maliciously, "I originally thought that the loyal Lord Varimathras had never complained about the Queen of Darkness!
"
"Shut up, you despicable knight, don't try to sow discord between our monarchs and ministers! If you have the guts, please ask Your Majesty to allow me to use my natural abilities. Let's see if you can still open that sharp mouth by then!"
Limathas roared angrily, but a cunning light flashed in his eyes
"Okay, Varimathras," the Queen of Darkness took over expressionlessly, "I know that head-to-head confrontation is not your specialty, but don't think that everyone is a fool without eyes. You just secretly broke your own weapon.
Your behavior is enough for me to conclude that you have ulterior motives! Remember your position and don’t have illusions about unrealistic things..."
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!" The Dread Lord knelt down in fear. This time he was really panicked. "I never thought of deliberately deceiving my king, but you understand that my close combat skills are really not good enough.
In order to prevent Undercity from being underestimated by these humans, I have no choice but to use this trick. I swear that my loyalty to you will be proven day by day!"
Regan watched a giant demon about ten feet tall kneeling on the ground, begging for forgiveness to a petite undead. He couldn't help but feel secretly amused. At the same time, he was stunned by Sylvanas's excellent observation skills. Such subtle movements of the Dread Lord
Even the enemy herself didn't notice it, but the Queen of Darkness was able to notice it keenly. She was indeed worthy of being the Ranger General back then.
"Your Majesty, although Lord Varimathras is suspected of deceiving the emperor, he is also driven by his eagerness to win. So why not let him use his natural abilities so that he will not appear to be contemptuous of Baron Regan?" Putt
Reis rolled his eyes and stepped forward to persuade him. It seemed that he was trying to save Undercity's face and also take into account Regen's personal feelings. However, Nathanos, who was standing aside, frowned. He clearly heard it.
These two guys seemed to be harmonious, and they were about to come out to refute, but Reagan stepped forward and stood up.
"Your Majesty the Queen, I also think that the Great Apothecary is right. Since Lord Varimathras has so much confidence in his spiritual power, he might as well let him show off the talent he is proud of!"