Stratholme God

Chapter 1062 Dark Heroes

The black-armored figures were transmitted to the alliance headquarters by the magic eyes carried by the trident soldiers who sneaked in.

Originally, these blasphemous figures overflowing with evil aura should be a taboo for the entire alliance and even all living beings in the world.

But watching their fighting figures, one after another, the top leaders of the alliance fell silent.

Death knights didn't use the [Blood] talent that can repair their immortal bodies, nor did they use the attack-type [Evil] talent that showed the majesty of darkness, they only used [Frost].

No one knows why.

[Frost] talent is not suitable for attacking, even so, with the knight's own sharp sword skills, it can still deal good damage.

Gradually, onlookers discovered that these gorgeous sword skills carried the brilliance of martyrs.

Because...they had no defense.

attack!attack!Blindly attack!

No death knight thinks about the future, they just use their weapons to destroy all undead twisted creatures in the world - including themselves!
At this time, McDonald said quietly: "Lothar told me that he hopes to destroy the Lich King in this battle. If not, at least destroy him and his death knights. In fact, compared to revenge, they I hope that I will no longer be dominated by the Lich King, and let my sword be stained with the blood of my comrade-in-arms robe Ze..."

As soon as these words came out, I don’t know how many leaders of the alliance choked up.

Seeing an Ebon Blade knight being counterattacked by an abomination, his body destroyed to pieces, and looking at the smiling head whirling in the air, the leaders of the alliance suddenly could truly understand the death knight forced into madness. Pain and despair.

Tyrande said quietly: "Maybe we all didn't want to change, but in the end we all had to change..."

Once upon a time, they were just loyal knights who vowed to protect the people and their country with their swords, but a trick of fate forced them to fall into the abyss.

Is the present day what the death knight expected?

no!
Certainly not!
Seeing their bloody battle figures, every high-ranking member of the alliance fell silent—are we really worthy?Are you worthy to stand on the moral high ground and accuse these knights who have no choice but to fall into the abyss of death and have to succumb to evil?

Magni sighed: "Even if they fall into darkness, they are still heroes!"

The shells that seemed to destroy the world were still swift and fierce.In the Zaku Mecha hanging on the city gate, the hidden bomb was as powerful as imagined. Once it exploded, the exaggerated 50-meter-high city wall collapsed like a building block trampled by a giant.

The city defense system that the Lich King had painstakingly built fell apart under the blow of an explosion beyond his imagination.

Is this enough?
not enough!

The truly insidious defenses lie in the potholes that dot the bottom of Icecrown Glacier.

At this moment, the Crypt Demon Spider lurking underground has to face the pincer attack of the Death Knight and the Trident troops.

"Damn! How could the Knights of the Ebon Blade rebel?" Anub'arak, the former nerubian king, screamed sharply. The ceiling of the frozen cave not far from his left suddenly collapsed, and a group of death knights in black Riding a dead horse came crashing down.

Looking at the figure taller than ordinary people, Anub'arak screamed: "Traitor! Despicable traitor!"

"Traitor?" Anduin Lothar slowly opened the black visor, revealing the resolute square face in the vicissitudes of life: "Do you think I have really pledged my allegiance to the so-called Lich King?"

"He is the king of all undead!"

Lothar slowly raised the great rune sword in his hand, pointing at the leader of the big beetle: "Are you talking about the Terenas who betrayed all living people and then sent troops to trample on my motherland? Or did you mean the one who destroyed you? Kingdom, let Ner'zhul be inferior to you as a king?"

Anub'arak was in a trance for a while.

When the Lich King went offline from the spiritual network, the continuous brainwashing power for his subordinates disappeared temporarily, and what was left was only the rigid spiritual imprints injected by the Lich King when he brainwashed his subordinates.

"I, the Lich King, am the only master of death!"

"The Lich King's orders are absolute!"

"The Lich King is supreme!"

At the same time, during the Spider War, the remorse brought to Anub'arak by the undead army, the desolation of the ruins of his beloved palace... The memory fragments of the past are constantly flashing, eating away at the former king's heart. Heart.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the big beetle-like nerubian roared, its mouthparts completely opened, and two completely different thoughts tore at its soul, but in the end, it said: "Your Majesty the Lich King! His will... is absolute!"

Lothar sighed: "Oh? Really? What a pity! You are not the first soul to kneel down to the Lich King, but I hope you are the last."

Not a word of speculation!
If the nerubians who have been persecuted and tortured by the Lich King can also awaken, then the chances of winning this battle will definitely be a little higher.

After all, it still doesn't work!
The undead warhorse strode forward amidst the neighing of the soul.Far beyond the acceleration of mortal war horses, Lothar, who unites people and horses, has become a black brilliance.

This has nothing to do with justice!
It's just a mortal revenge!

"For the Lich King!" The Nerubian King thrust his two front claws into the icy ground, and in the next instant, countless spikes popped out from the ground.For another opponent, they might be tied into skewers on the spot by these sharp stone thorns.

However, the black streamer drew a mysterious S, and continued to attack Anub'arak at the same speed.

A decisive jerk was a carapace the size of a car roof soaring into the sky, flying to the side in a whirl, and ruthlessly piercing into the cave wall.

Without directly attacking Anub'arak's vitals, Lothar used magnificent swordsmanship to dismantle its carapace like a carapace dismantling an ox.

The black streamer circled around the huge body of the big beetle repeatedly.

Every time light and shadow intersect, it is the separation of a large piece of flesh and blood carapace from the body!
In less than 3 minutes, the nerubian king, who was regarded by McDonald as the biggest obstacle to conquering the Icecrown Glacier and was originally the bottom boss of the copy of "Trial of the Crusader" in history, was solo killed by the death knight Lothar up.

The so-called headless snake can't do without Anub'arak's organization. At the moment when all the undead high-level people in the nerubian kingdom in the Dragonbone Wilderness were wiped out by the alliance, the crypt spiders in the entire Icecrown Glacier fell into chaos, and their respective actions The predicament of war.

Authentic warfare is about the ability of individual soldiers, and it is about human life.

This is destined to be a fierce battle without sleepless nights. No one knows how many death knights will have to pay for destruction in order to wipe out all the underground resistance forces in the Icecrown Glacier area.

(End of this chapter)