It was another early morning, and the rare Mists enveloped the entire Eastweald. It looked like it was going to rain. In this season of Northern Frontier, rain is a very rare thing.
In Darrowshire of Eastweald, in the ruins of this originally ordinary and lively town, Marduk in black was leading his Death Knight team on patrol in the fog. Mists with extremely low visibility could not block Marduk's sight. In fact, they did not need their eyes to "see" at all.
The last time his life ended at Ghostlands, it has been an unbearable humiliation for this Death Knight. Being killed by a Paladin who is much weaker than him is definitely not something worthy of praise. When he woke up from Naxxramas's Construct Quarter, he vowed to find the Paladin who killed him and return this humiliation to him!
The time for Marduk's resurrection is still short, and he has not had time to know the glorious deeds of Dick in the past few years. Otherwise, this Death Knight probably would not have such thoughts as Arrogance.
In fact, most of the time, ignorance is a blessing.
At least this is the case for Marduk.
Today, he will lead his team to attack Corin's Crossing. The soldiers of Paladin and Northern Frontier are stationed there like crazy. No matter how Scourge attacks, they will not collapse. They are tenacious to the extreme. Marduk knows why.
Light's Hope Chapel, that is almost the last flag of Living Being among all the Northern Frontier that have survived. If there are all occupied by Scourge, everything will be over.
Of course, that is also the goal of Undead this time. Archlich Kel'Thuzad brought all the elites of Undead Scourge here to achieve that goal!
"The great Lich King is about to awaken! What better way to celebrate than with a carnival of death and Despair!"
Marduk's dull eyes looked at the sky in the distance that had not yet completely brightened up, and a grin appeared on his skinny face. He missed the smell of blood, the feeling of warm blood on his cheeks, and his opponent's wailing and begging for mercy before death. That feeling could make him feel for a moment that he was still alive, not dead.
However, as he thought about it, the humiliating memory of being killed by Dick came to mind again, which made Marduk snort coldly, turn the reins of the horse in his hand, and prepare to turn in another direction. As the elite captain Death Knight, he was going there to "receive" his new subordinate.
The Cursed Cultists are working hard to transform the corpses of those who died in the previous battle, so as to transform those elite soldiers of Northern Frontier into new Death Knight. After Kel'Thuzad provided a new "flesh and blood" magic, this originally difficult transformation process became much easier.
But after Marduk was reborn, he had some symptoms of "auditory hallucinations". It seemed that there was a voice whispering something in his ear all the time, but whenever he concentrated on listening, the voice would quickly disappear.
This is also the reason why Marduk has been in a bad mood in the past few days. Undead is not without emotions, they just simply hate the kind of memory-based emotions, which will make them Pain miserable. In fact, it is almost different from what outsiders imagine. Inside Undead Scourge, an orderly dark society has been formed.
If they are given enough time, they might actually form a country that worships death, instead of being a villainous force with neither humans nor ghosts like it is now.
But the moment Marduk jumped on his horse's head, the elite Death Knight turned around suddenly. He felt the shaking of the earth and unusual movements, just like the sounds of Bone Giant's movement that he had felt at Northrend.
But there didn't seem to be too many Bone Giant in this expedition, and those bulky guys were placed at the rear of the battlefield, ready to be used in the next tough battle.
So, what is coming? Does Northern Frontier have such large-scale biological activities?
Just when Marduk was thinking,
The vibration suddenly stopped, Death Knight breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to summon Ghoul to take a look ahead. The next moment, a roaring black hammer knocked him and his team off Warhorse into the air.
Real knock-off!
That Warhammer is the size of a battering ram used in the world of Mortal, the kind that requires nearly 50 soldiers to push it!
The moment Marduk's subordinates came into contact with Warhammer, they turned into stumps flying in the sky. Marduk himself even lost half of his body in this hammer blow. When he rolled down from the sky to the ground, what came into view was a blue giant, Obsidian giant, at least 10 meters high!
He only saw the human female Mage standing on the shoulders of the giant Obsidian, and the densely packed Human Cavalry that broke through the fog behind the giant. When the giant raised its feet, the next moment, Marduk's eyes turned into darkness.
Darrowshire was stationed with nearly 1,000 Undead. Five minutes later, when Anubisath War Guard left, there were only ruins and mangled corpses on the ground.
Anubisath, who was as quiet as Stone Guardians before, now on the jackal's head, the eyes are shining with red light, that is the light of battle!
They held special metal weapons and swept them around on the ground like golf balls. Each blow left white traces in the swarming sea of undead. The heavily armored knights of the Silver Hand and the Scarlet Crusade kept charging during the massacre of the Anubisas Guards. The chaotic undead could not organize an effective defense at all, and they could only allow these murderous paladins to hunt down the undead commanders wantonly.
Farther away, a dozen low-level Mage were blasting harmful spells into the body of Obsidian Destroyer in front of him. Moam was playing with the bent Staff in his hand impatiently, and kept complaining in his sharp voice.
"Look at your attacks, they are so weak! God, I miss my brother Rhonin so much. He only needs two shots of Fireball to fill my body with strength!"
"Moam wants to protect the mistress! But I need strength, so you have to hurry up! Squeeze your Arcane Power, rookies. Only by constantly squeezing Arcane Power can your body adapt to extreme combat conditions!"
"Okay, okay! Stop, that's almost enough!"
The talkative Obsidian Destroyer Lord spread the beautiful wings on his back, opened his hands, aimed at the area in front where High-ranking Undead was concentrated, and shouted in a sharp voice,
"I won't let you hurt the mistress! Moam's Mane is full of power!"
"Bang!"
A blast of High Lord's peak energy was like an invisible energy arrow, flying out from the palm of Moam's hand crazily, penetrating everything in its path, and finally erupted in the group of Death Knight and the Cursed Cultists who were unable to dodge.
Moam had been personally transformed by C'Thun and Twin Emperors. He had a special device in his body that could concentrate the free energy at one point and explode, just like a bomb from the Apex Bombing. That blow completely destroyed the only command system in the chaotic Undead Sea.
Jaina, who was standing on the shoulders of Ossirian and kept pouring cold Blizzard towards the ground, saw this scene. She stretched out her thumb to Moam on the other side with satisfaction.
"Well done! Moam!"
Obsidian Destroyer Lord was very happy. He turned his head and looked at the low-level Mage who were almost exhausted, and screamed with some dissatisfaction,
"Sluggard! Trash! Keep casting! Moam has found the meaning of life! I love war, war makes me happy! Quickly cast!"
"Okay, Moam, stop Torment them! I'll do it."
Gnomes Warlock Wilfred appeared with Smoking Pipe in his mouth, and soon, storm-like explosions sounded one after another on the already collapsed battlefield, like the death knell of doomsday, messing up all the positions that Undead had arranged on the south bank of the Thondroril River.
In another place, Liadrin was sitting on the shoulders of Ironaya. Giantess had turned into Stone Guardians, which was about the same size as Ossirian. She threw the Staff in her hand towards Marris Stead's Undead. Headquarters, the Staff quickly split into clusters of stone arrows of different sizes in the air, roaring through the Defensive Line composed of Undead. As soon as Death Knights ran out of the position, the roaring Archaedas smashed into the sky one after another with the Warhammer in their hands.
Shaper is now very Anger, and the humiliation of being defeated is still echoing in his heart, but as the guy who restarted his core, Dick has become his immediate boss, so Archaedas can only pour out his anger on these dirty corpses.
"You twisted and deformed wretches! In the name of Guardians, I sentence you to death!"
The Warhammer in Archaedas's hand hit the ground heavily, and the battlefield around him shook violently, like an earthquake, disrupting Death Knights's formation. Beside him, Earthen, who was not afraid of earthquakes at all, used various The weapons evoke smaller earthquakes. These Titan-forged themselves have the weak power to manipulate the earth. When they face Undead Scourge who are good at suppressing opponents with numbers, this attack method of using Power of the Earth becomes the best clearing weapon.
Ironaya opened her hands in front of her chest, and the ground under her palms twisted violently, eventually forming two stone Longsword, suspended in the air. This Giantess's fighting style is far more ferocious than that of Archaedas, a craftsman. Wherever Longsword is drawn in her hand, the ground will rise into ravines, knocking everything along the way to the ground.
"Aren't there guys who are more durable? These soft things are really uninteresting!"
Ironaya chopped down Bone Giant with one sword, which could barely reach her chest, then added another kick, and stepped directly into the hard ground by sewing up the disgusting corpse. While grumbling, it caused continuous fluctuations on the ground, turning the Defensive Line left here by Undead into ruins.
Liadrin, who was sitting on her shoulder, couldn't help but rolled his eyes. This was probably the only thing that these Titans and Guard could dare to say. For these Warrior who appeared on the battlefield of Deity to come to the battlefield of Mortal, it could not be described as "destroying". Liadrin felt that he and the soldiers following Earthen Legion were like watching a farce of "adults beating children".
The extremely vicious Undeads are unable to cause even the slightest trouble to these Titan-forgeds, and the Death Knights who are regarded as the god of death by ordinary people, the two together can't do anything to them. They can't afford an ordinary Earthen. These short men whose whole bodies are composed of Stone are extremely powerful. They can knock over a Death Charger running at full speed with one hammer.
Even when they were hit head-on by Death Knight, an injury that would have broken the sternum of an ordinary soldier, they just climbed up from the ground indifferently, patted the gravel on their chests, and rushed forward again waving their weapons.
"You really don't belong here."
Liadrin shouted in Ironaya's ear, "I simply can't imagine what your previous opponents were like."
"Hahaha, little girl, you don't want to see those twisted monsters!"
Giantess laughed and kicked down Marris Stead's poor house. He grabbed one of Lich's houses and looked around like a toy.
"They have disgusting tentacles, a sucker that can suck off Flesh Creature's head, crisscrossing teeth, and a body that cannot be killed. In short, they are much more difficult to deal with than these gadgets, but we still win!"
Ironaya's five fingers slowly closed together, and Lich let out an uncontrollable scream. The bones in his body were crushed bit by bit by the unshakable force. He tried to fight back, but even if the powerful Death and Decay hit Giantess's fingers, not even a piece of gravel could be printed.
"Look, this rat can fight back! It's so disgusting!"
A tooth-piercing cracking sound sounded in the palm of Giantess's hand. She rubbed Fist, and white bone residue fell from between her fingers. Seeing this scene, the hair on Liadrin's whole body stood up. Lich, who could destroy a small town with a wave of his hand, was really crushed into Fragments.
"Okay, stop playing, Ironaya, destroy this place quickly, let's go pick up Dick!"
Liadrin's voice sounded in Giantess's ears, and Ironaya shrugged.
"Okay, as you wish, sweet little girl."
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