"Great Lich King, Your Majesty, the teleportation magic circles I was channeling have been forcibly interrupted. Naxxramas can no longer support the battle in Stratholme." Kel'Thuzad had intended to teleport the troops inside Naxxramas directly to Stratholme through long-range teleportation, but unfortunately, Patrick had thwarted his plan.
Arthas's face betrayed no emotion beneath the Helm of Domination. The Lich King's phantom still sat high upon the Frozen Throne. "Do not worry. Those armies in Stratholme are not our objective. Take care to preserve Naxxramas's strength. In the future, I want every member of the Scarlet Crusade to become one of us."
"As you command. They will become Your Majesty's most loyal servants."
Clearly, Kel'Thuzad's words pleased Arthas greatly. Arthas had his own plans for the entire Scarlet Crusade entrenched in the Eastern and Western Plaguelands, and Kel'Thuzad and his flagship, Naxxramas, were merely his vanguard.
Acherus: The Ebon Hold was nearly ready. Once the order of death knights was fully established, Arthas intended to take action personally and turn all the surviving paladins of the Silver Hand into death knights.
As long as Kel'Thuzad's forces did not suffer excessively heavy losses, they would not affect Arthas's operations at all. Thus, Arthas had little reaction to Kel'Thuzad's failure to reinforce Stratholme. At least Kel'Thuzad was utterly loyal to him.
As the purple magic circles shattered one after another, signaling that Patrick had eliminated all further reinforcements, anger finally appeared on Baron Rivendare's face. The enemy had ruined his plans in his own stronghold. It was nothing short of a slap in the face.
With the appearance of Noth the Plague Envoy, Alexandros Mograine, and the others, the death energy controlled by the death knights surged. Powerful desecrating energy spread outward, resurrecting the undead on the ground whose bodies were still