The heavy chains were dragged on the ground, making clattering sounds, and the sounds of footsteps and heavy breathing mixed in between them showed the anger of the visitor.
"Ymiron, get out of here!" Along with a thunderous roar, a tall figure appeared behind the side door of the hall.
It was a white-haired Vrykul with a bald head. Despite his appearance, he did not look old. He still had strong and powerful muscles. He held a giant battle ax in his hand but was not cumbersome at all. Judging from his appearance, he should be Ingvar the Plunderer.
Ingvar's current condition is very bad. His hands and feet are locked with heavy shackles, and heavy chains are connected to the shackles. This is the source of the sound of the chains dragging just now.
The armor originally worn on his body has become tattered, covered with dark red bloodstains and marks left by sharp blades. The body exposed outside the armor is covered with scars of various colors, and the criss-crossing scars cover Ingvar's body like a fishing net.
The worst thing is that with the appearance of Ingvar, a wave of ice-blue cold air followed, which seemed to be a substance. This showed that Ingvar had probably been transformed into Undead, and had somehow gained freedom, and still retained a strong resentment for revenge against Ymiron.
"Is Ymiron here?" Although Ingvar was a little more awake than Vrykul Undead, who was killed by the Blood Knightss before, his consciousness was still limited. He glanced at the situation in the hall and found that the object of his revenge was not here, so he walked into the hall and walked straight to the other side door.
But just because he ignored everyone in the hall, it didn't mean that others ignored him.
Seeing him approaching step by step, several Blood Knights nearby quickly formed a war, preparing to keep this big man behind.
The first one to launch the attack was a Blood Knights, followed by several others who launched attacks on Ingvar. Several attacks full of the power of Holy Light fell on Ingvar one after another.
The enraged Ingvar immediately launched a counterattack, waving the tomahawk with many holes in his hand and smashing the Blood Knights closest to him. After that, Ingvar raised the tomahawk and turned around, like a whirlwind, trying to knock away all the nearby Blood Knightss.
Unfortunately, because Ingvar was not clear-headed at the moment, the attack failed. Blood Knights just bent down slightly to avoid Whirlwind's attack. On the contrary, Ingvar was unsteady on his feet and tripped over a corpse.
"Don't stop me, you idiots." Ingvar pounded the ground angrily and struggled to stand up. After several attempts, he was unable to succeed. In the end, he could only roar angrily, venting his resentment towards Ymiron.
"Stay away from him, let him go crazy." Liadrin saw that his men seemed to want to take advantage of this opportunity to get close to Ymiron, so he hurriedly stopped them.
After teaching his men a lesson, Liadrin seemed to feel that Ingvar was too annoyed. He picked up a spear on the side and smashed it at Ingvar: "Be quiet!"
"Bang!" The spear hit the armor behind Ingvar, making a dull impact sound, but Ingvar really became quiet. The Blood Knightss who witnessed this scene couldn't help but talk about it. "My eldest sister can scare even a madman, how scary it is."
"Ymiron, you lunatic, how dare you!" Ingvar paused briefly and started yelling crazily again. However, after the yelling, Ingvar seemed to be more awake and at least noticed the people around him.
"Who are you? What are you doing here? Utgarde?" Ingvar struggled to stand up from the ground, but still couldn't. He looked down and saw that his legs were bound together by shackles. The heavy chains were entangled together. It looked like they couldn't be untied for a while.
"This is..." Ingvar seemed to be temporarily confused because of his current situation. After thinking for a long time, Ingvar's dull eyes finally regained a little sparkle, "It's Ymiron... It's all Ymiron's doing. It's all him. I want to kill him."
Seeing that Ingvar was going crazy again, Liadrin threw a spear at Ingvar's back without thinking, "Calm down, big man, we are also here to find that guy named Ymiron."
However, Liadrin had not specifically trained in spear throwing skills after all, so this time he failed to hit the target like last time. He just hit the ground next to Ingvar, but at least it woke up Ingvar.
"Yes, go find Ymiron. That bastard gave everyone to the God of Death just for his own eternal life. Now the messenger of the God of Death is helping Ymiron perform the last rites. You hurry up and stop him. Go! If you go late, Ymiron will be more difficult to deal with."
Ingvar at this time did not care to go up and find out where these people came from. Thinking of the remaining memories when his mind was confused, he immediately judged that the situation was not good, and kept urging the several Blood Knights in front of him.
"Um, Ingvar, is this the messenger of death you are talking about?" Aaron called out Xal'atath and said to Ingvar.
Ingvar turned around to look, and almost jumped up on the spot. He pointed at Xal'atath with his finger and said, "You... you, are you also the subordinates of the God of Death? Please give me a good time."
"Don't get me wrong, we are not Lich... Bah, messengers of death." Aaron hurriedly explained. In order to enhance the persuasiveness of his words, Aaron pointed at Xal'atath and said, "Do you remember what color the messenger of death is? It's white, look at this. It's golden. He looks like a good person, right?"
"It seems..." Ingvar's mind was still not very clear. He was bombarded by Aaron's long words, and he was a little unable to react. He already believed some of Aaron's words.
Aaron Strikes while the iron is hot. "We are actually from the enemy of the God of Death. We are here to stop the God of Death's conspiracy. Please tell us carefully what happened first, so that we can prepare in advance."
Ingvar nodded and began to tell Aaron about how Ymiron led a large group of dead people to trick him into opening the door and turned all Vrykul inside Utgarde Keep into dead people.
"We were completely unprepared at first, and when I realized something was wrong, it was too late." Ingvar said with a regretful expression, "Those dead people were not difficult to deal with at all, but there were too many of them, and they were difficult to kill. By the end of the fight, I didn't even have any strength left."
"We already know these, can you say something useful?" Aaron urged. Judging from what Ingvar just said, Lich King must have sent his own copycat Val'kyr over., the question is, besides Val'kyr, are there any other Undead creatures? Ingvar blindly describes how he was defeated and tortured by Ymiron. Is this of any use in solving the problem?