(Three updates in one day for the first time-really, the first time. It certainly wasn't easy x)
Patrick smiled at that. So Dar'Khan's intelligence was still stuck back then. But Patrick would not explain. How stupid would someone have to be to explain his own traits and strength to an enemy, giving them time to prepare?
"So you've reached the ninth circle too?" Patrick said, feigning surprise.
Indeed, after having the power of death forcibly poured into him, Dar'Khan had risen two levels straight to the ninth tier. With the fearlessness and other traits of the undead, combined with the power Arthas had bestowed on him, Dar'Khan would not lose even against an ordinary legendary opponent. At the very least, he could escape if he could not win.
But in this real world of Azeroth, far too many people could kill enemies above their own level. Patrick himself, while at the legendary stage, had relied on all his arcane techniques and Super Arcane Magic to make his presence felt before Arthas.
Patrick could challenge opponents above his level, so there was nothing strange about Dar'Khan being able to do the same. What was strange was that Patrick had already fought Arthas. With the Lich King's abilities, he could simply have given Dar'Khan information about Patrick's battle with him and let him make preparations early.
Yet judging by Dar'Khan's words, the Lich King had given him no intelligence. That was thought-provoking. Perhaps the Lich King did not care about Dar'Khan at all. In the Lich King's eyes, defeating the Blood Elf forces would prove Dar'Khan's ability. If he could not, having the Blood Elves kill this subordinate who was loyal to both sides was acceptable too. At least it could ease the situation as the Blood Elves marched into the Eastern