Baron Rivendare felt very aggrieved. If he were to fight alone, he was confident that he would not lose to anyone present.
But this is war, not so many knightly duels and fair duels.
At this moment, he was being attacked by two tough girls, Princess Calia and the Demon Sword Girl. After a fierce battle, King Saurfang finally killed the giant abomination, Lumsden the Swallower. Once Ramsden the Swallower died, Baron Rivendell was the only high-end undead force left in the entire town square. As for his elite black-clad guards, they were burned alive to ashes by the two paladins, Tirion Fordring and Bridget Abedis, using the scorching holy light.
"If you don't have a handy weapon, it won't be easy to fight." Tirion looked helplessly at his war hammer that was already full of cracks. It was just an ordinary weapon.
Darian*Mograine has rushed into Lich Tower to find the transmission channel of Naxxramas.
When Baron Rivendare saw this, he wanted to throw away the two women and stop Darian. But before he could succeed, another powerful enemy joined the battle.
Warlord Saurfang rushed to the door of Lich Tower, holding up his huge ax named "High Warlord's Pig-Driving Club", blocking the only entrance and exit.
"Undead, don't go anywhere, just stay here for me."
Baron Rivendare roared, and the Rune Sword in his hand began to emit a fierce light, and then the shadow of death energy hit the ground like lightning, and then countless Ghouls struggled out of the ground.
"Army of the Dead... Stop him quickly!"
Yao Dao Ji suddenly broke away from the battle group, and the demon sword in his hand began to turn rich scarlet color Demonic Energy. Then, the unformed Ghouls group kept releasing continuous slashes.
"Haha! It's too late, you will drown in the sea of the dead, painful... um..."
Rendell was dumbfounded before he finished speaking. The Ghoulss he summoned suddenly rushed towards him, biting his body.
The baron keenly discovered the abnormality in the minds of these Ghouls, and then a hoarse howl confirmed his thoughts.
An extremely special and strong Ghouls slowly walked out of Lich Tower. He was luxuriously covered in Rune Armor, and his giant claws were extremely sharp, with Plague Venom dripping from them.
"Tragic Timmy...Oscar! You bastard! Traitor! Lich King can't... Ahhhh!!!"
Baron Rivendare was dragged off his horse by the Ghouls group he summoned, and then was bitten wildly and then cut into pieces. The baron could only watch as his body was cut into pieces by the sharp claws of these Ghouls, and then stuffed into their smelly mouths.
Darian, who opened the transmission channel with the help of the ghost, also came out again. Looking at the baron being eaten by Ghouls, there was a sense of pleasure on his face.
"Lich King's lackey deserves this ending."
Tirion*Fording also finished clearing out the remaining Scourge soldiers and came to the square in front of Lich Tower.
"Send an order to let the soldiers rest on the spot. I will build a temporary defensive camp here as a base for attacking Naxxramas. Also, let the adventurers disperse throughout the city and assist Oscar's Scarlet Undead in cleaning up the remaining Scourge."
Bridget stood upright and followed the order.
Tirion looked around again, "Finally, send an elite team to enter Naxxramas and establish a defensive position at the entrance and exit. Kel'Thuzad must not be allowed to retake the transmission channel."
"Can you understand what I'm saying?" Tirion looked at Tragic Timmy, who roared again and nodded.
"Very good, has Oscar's identity been exposed now? Does he need support?"
Timmy shook his head for a while, and then spat out a scrawled secret letter from his mouth.
Tirion I grabbed it immediately, opened it and read it carefully.
Oscar is now waiting for the opportunity. After the main force of the world coalition attacks Naxxramas, he will immediately rebel and cause chaos within.
"Oscar is good. He actually instigated the rebellion of Dark Witch Farinna and Noth the Plaguebringer. This really surprised me."
Bridget After giving the order, he came back again.
"The fewer enemies, the better, but I heard that Harvest Gothik is more terrifying. If he can be instigated to rebel, Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse will be the only strong enemy among Naxxramas except Kel'Thuzad."
Before Tirion had time to answer, an evil aura suddenly erupted in the square, followed by a violent fluctuation in the space, and a portal burning dark green Fel Flame appeared.
"I am very interested in this Harvest Gothik, and his attainments in the soul are what I need." An old figure walked out of the Fel portal, leaning on a staff covered with skulls.
"Gul'dan!" Bridget was shocked, and then raised her sword to rush forward. She was very familiar with the instigator of the Orcs war.
Tirion quickly stopped Bridget and stared at Gul'dan with a frown.
"Why did Eternal Night Divine Emperor send you here? You should understand how big a commotion it would cause if your identity appeared in front of the world, even if you are not that Gul'dan."
Gul'dan let out an unpleasant laugh, "I dare not guess what Titan means, but soon my master will issue an announcement explaining my identity."
Old Orcs waved his staff and stabilized the Fel portal, and his Shadow Council evil Orc Warlock and demon army began to line up and step out of the portal.
"Hiding valuable combat power in the snow has never been the style of Titan, right? Making the best use of everything is his consistent style."
"So don't worry, my Warlock and I will only deal with that Gothik, and we will leave immediately after completing the task assigned to me by Titan. Believe me, I never care about your life or death or the outcome of this war."
The coalition soldiers also noticed the strange movement in the square, and some veterans immediately recognized Gul'dan. The atmosphere exploded instantly, and the soldiers began to whisper to each other.
Tirion briefly explained the ins and outs to Bridget. After learning the general situation, the female general immediately returned to the army to calm the soldiers' questions.
Not far away, the Crusader Zealots were watching indifferently, checking and wiping their armor.
"I hate these Orc Warlock. If they weren't still useful to the Lord of God, Crusaders would have killed them all."
Demonic Blade Girl sat on the ground and looked at his training notes quietly. He raised his head and smiled disdainfully.
"Even this evil Orcs can be contained. Sargeras is indeed a dark god with evil intentions."
Crusader Zealot, you looked at me, I looked at you, and then nodded in unison, selectively forgetting Demonic Blade Girl's blasphemous complaints.
Let this Demonic Blade Goddess Queen say whatever she wants. It is probably more of a headache than Sylvanas God Queen had to argue with her.
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