"Undead!"
Alexstrasza, who had hurried over with the Red Dragonflight, felt her entire head go numb when she saw the army radiating intense deathly aura.
These creatures involuntarily reminded her of some little-known transformation ritual. Such undead transformation rituals had also left a deep impression over the course of her long life.
Val'kyr!
The evil creations of the Titan Guardians!
The moment she saw these creatures, she had nearly believed that the imprisoned Titan Guardian had broken free from his prison. But the next moment, she shook her head and dismissed the possibility.
Her earlier reaction had merely been surprise, but after carefully observing and sensing them now, Alexstrasza, who was exceptionally sensitive to life and death, keenly detected the differences between the two.
At the very least, the Val'kyr created by that Titan Guardian were primarily female. But this Undead Army before her was a motley assortment, even including various beasts.
Then there was the difference in power.
Although the Undead Power surrounding this army was dense enough to make her uncomfortable, it was still quite different from creatures such as ghosts and shadows.
But before she could think further, she saw a dark green female warrior in full armor standing atop the head of a giant wolf, charging toward her.
Alexstrasza beat her wings and raised herself higher into the sky, then unleashed a blast of dragon breath from above, drenching the giant wolf from head to toe.
Though she had not fought in a long time, the many wars she had participated in since birth still taught her where her strengths lay. With the invading army stretching as far as the eye could see, she had no time to engage in close combat with an Undead Direwolf and a female warrior.
After all, according to her memories,