Fel Green fire spread throughout the hall, burning the piles of bones everywhere in the room.
Undead, who kept resurrecting, could only endure the devastation of Fel Flame, rushing towards the enemies in the center of the hall like martyrs crossing the wall of fire.
Harvest Gothik stood by the guardrail on the second floor of the hall, looking coldly at the group of evil Orc Warlock people below who were grinning ferociously.
"The famous Gul'dan actually became the lackey of Titan. It's really funny."
Gul'dan laughed hoarsely when he heard this, "At least I still have some discernment and chose Titan God. And you, Gothik, look at your pathetic appearance, like a pitiful maggot under the control of that Lich King." Having said this, Gul'dan showed a look of realization.
"Oh, yes, yes! I remembered, I heard that Lich King is the soul of a Orcs, is it Ner'zhul in your timeline? Hahahaha... My pitiful and pitiful teacher Shaman is indeed an ignorant fool no matter which world he is placed in."
After saying that, Gul'dan waved the staff in his hand, and the two Doomguards behind him immediately joined the evil Orc Warlocks in slaughtering Undead. The other hand was raised towards Gothik, and a sharp claw composed entirely of rich Fel energy roared towards him.
A gray shadow death energy shield immediately appeared around Gothik, but then he realized that he had made a mistake, because Gul'dan was attacking the terrace where he was, not himself.
Gothik, who fell in the hall, patted the dust on his body and adjusted the string of soul bells around his waist. The bells suddenly made a crisp sound.
As a master of toying with and manipulating souls, Gothik's abilities are all related to the spiritual aspect.
Gul'dan grinned disdainfully at this moment, "Psychological blow? You really disappoint me. I came all the way here not to appreciate your flimsy and useless tricks."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gul'dan raised the staff covered with skulls and pointed it at Gothik, and a shot of Chaos Bolt instantly condensed from the top of the staff.
If the adventurers Warlock saw this scene, they would definitely strip Gul'dan naked and pester him to use the instant Chaos Bolt technique.
Along with it, there were a series of various curses. Gothik suddenly felt that his actions and thinking were much slower, and even the speed of mana condensation was suppressed by one-third.
Gothik was unable to dodge and resisted a shot of Chaos Bolt. The shadow shield on his body immediately shattered, and his chest was burned black by the aftermath.
He began to fight back, and a series of mental spikes were shot towards Gul'dan like a rain of needles. The latter did not panic, and the fire wall formed by Fel Flame blocked all attacks.
Gul'dan fought slowly, but Gothik became more and more anxious. The Undead in the hall has almost been cleared away. When those evil Orc Warlock are free, he will not think that Gul'dan will continue to play one-on-one duels with him out of honor.
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Plague Zone, dirty Heigan looked at Noth the Plaguebringer who hurried over with confusion.
"What's going on? Why did you come to me? Has your laboratory been breached?"
Noth seemed to be running out of breath, waving his hand towards Heigan while slowly approaching.
"There are too many of them. Arachnid Quarter has been breached. Now they have reached my laboratory, so..."
At this time, Noth the Plaguebringer suddenly took out a long dagger coated with the super-toxic venom he developed and plunged it into Heigan's heart.
"So, I think the speed of attack should be faster."
Heigan grabbed Noth's arm, widened his eyes and made a groaning sound.
The venom instantly flowed throughout his body, destroying everything in his body. Even though Heigan is already in the form of Undead, this venom is like sulfuric acid, rapidly corroding his body and spirit.
Heigan's already stiff gray skin now had many dark lines appearing on it, and venom was flowing in his blood vessels that had long been useless.
Finally, the dirty Heigan suddenly fell to the ground, and the corpse made a corrosive sound.
Noth the Plaguebringer Noth breathed out, "Fortunately, I thought it wouldn't work."
After receiving the signal, the Alliance army, Silver Dawn and Crimson Vanguard immediately drove into the depths of Plague Zone. According to Noth's intelligence, the only threatening enemy in the entire Plague Zone is a Scourge fungal giant named Loatheb.
Black Queen Farina walked to Noth with a smile and gently touched his face with his palm, who immediately showed a satisfied smile.
In fact, Noth knew very well that Farina didn't love herself at all. This cruel and cunning woman would never fall in love with anyone.
But Noth loved her very much. It was because of Farina's invitation that Noth joined Cult of the Damned. To say how loyal he is to Lich King, Noth has no loyalty at all. He was willing to become Plaguebringer just to follow Farina.
The black witch is also very aware of Noth's feelings for her, but she immediately regards this as a bargaining chip and a point of use.
And all you have to pay is a cheap smile and false warmth, so why not do it.
******
Construct Quarter, Patchwerk The huge corpse fell quietly to the ground, covered with knife marks.
After Horde's army killed all Scourge Alchemist in this area, they quickly came to help their Grand Marshal and surrounded Patchwerk.
Patchwerk is indeed very powerful, and his attack power is unprecedentedly high.
But no matter how powerful Undead is, he will never be able to defeat an organized and large-scale army on his own.
So the soldiers of Horde held their shields high and endured the crazy blows of Patchwerk, while a large number of Shaman and Druid in the distance desperately released various buffs and healing spells.
Of course there is no suspense in the ending, they slowly wear out Patchwerk.
Warlord Saurfang almost cut open the abominable belly. At first, Patchwerk could stuff the rotten and smelly internal organs back nonchalantly, but as the crack got bigger and bigger, his belly was almost empty.
But before Horde's army could rest, another heavy footsteps came from the distant passage.
A huge ferocious giant came over with an equally huge Scourge structural dog.
The giant had been transformed beyond appearance. His two palms had turned into a pair of syringes filled with venom. There were a bunch of tubes inserted into his body, and the thickest one was inserted directly into his mouth. There are no facial features on his face, and I don't know how he relies on to identify his direction.
The shape of Scourge's structural dog is not much better either. He is completely made of various pieces of corpse meat. There are no stitches on the abdomen at all. All kinds of disgusting liquids are dripping all the way.
This is Construct Giant Grobbulus and his pet hound Glass.
Warlord Saurfang took a deep breath and shook his head helplessly.
"It's never easy, isn't it..."
"Horde, attack!!!"
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