The Hardest Bone Will Eventually Feed Wang

The ghost cavalry that turned into blue smoke and dissipated were surrounded and suppressed one by one. In the forest more than ten kilometers away from the orc camp, the ghost cavalry who had been chopped up again re-emerged next to a tall man and horse cavalry in silver-gray armor. poly.

"Looks like you've lost a lot."

"My cavalry embraces death, because death is our ally, and my cavalry never rushes toward death."

The irascible centaur undead swung the spear, and the eager hooves stomped.

The lich looked at the messy orc camp under the dark clouds, the tall and gorgeous keel staff knocked on the ground, the thick dark cloud stirred into a terrifying vortex as if it was about to be crushed, the wind shrieked, and the air was filled with an almost terrifying vortex. suffocating rancid,

The ninth-order magic, the terrifying sky.

This is different from the general weather control, which can only transform into a kind of weather with dark clouds, but the most powerful thing is that all creatures under the dark clouds will be affected by a fear effect, even if they survive the fear, they have to face it. For dull, inaccurate and other effects, the ghost cavalry's surprise orc response was obviously slow at first.

But the most important thing is not these negative buffs, but this dark cloud provides the dark environment in which the ghost cavalry is active. These undead from the shadow island have slightly different cognitions from the lich, and the undead in the world view of the lich can only be at most It's just that they hate the sun, but Valoran's undead are not just afraid of the sun, and it's generally difficult to come out in the dark, unless it's a soul-eating night.

A dead night without even starlight.

The Shadow Isle's annual feast for the undead.

That's the deal the Lich offered: through the contacts provided by the Alliance Universe, he found a way to wander the continent.The death-dreading men who worked for the Shadow Isles contacted Hecarim, the most valiant Shadow Isle pioneer.He offered these thirsty ghost troopers an extra feast while they helped themselves kill the tens of thousands of orcs.

At least that's what he told Hecarim.

As for why not on the Lich's own undead army?

"coming."

As soon as the lich's words fell, hundreds of red dragons with bright red scales were swept up into the sky by the orcs Qishan. These ferocious air overlords were removed by the orcs, and the overwhelming fire waves swept across the sky without even asking.

These enslaved red dragons may not like the orcs riding on their backs, but as the family of Alextar, the mother of life, they hate those undead even more, so that even if they stopped just now, the ghost cavalry, who was still like a rainbow, immediately burst into flames. Most of them were buried in the sea.

And this time, the dissipated cavalry did not continue to reunite by Hecarim's side.

Hecarim, who couldn't bear the horse's hooves and rushed up at first, was quiet, and the huge spear silently slipped and plunged into the ground.

So fortunately, it is not the undead army of the Lich.

"You already knew?"

Hecarim's voice seemed to be pulled out of a broken bellows, hoarse and cold to the point of terror.

"To be exact, I know they have red dragons, but I don't think there are so many."

The Lich explained.

If it is a single army of orcs, it is not difficult to deal with, not to mention that even if Bucky comes with legendary magic, it can be dealt with one by one with modern snipers and portable explosives.

But if the orcs were like that, they wouldn't have taken Stormwind.

After his high-level undead have suffered losses, there are really no orcs and dragons in front of him, especially the top-level dracolich who only has one a week, and most of the rest are low-level or low-level who can't find any benefit by fighting with orcs. Undead.

So it needs someone to help lay the mines.

"I want to thank you, or the person who rushed in now is me now."

"You are fooling Hecarim, and you will face the wrath of the Shadow Isles!"

"Hehe, don't be so stingy, it's not just a few ghost cavalry, but it's not enough, it's just the beginning."

The Lich took out the imitation artifact Death Moon Magic Orb to appease Hecarim. The artifact could not be mass-produced, but this mass-produced artifact imitated by the wishing technique also suddenly calmed the irascible undead pioneer.

"These red dragons can only be called minor troubles. The real trouble is where is Alexista, the mother of red dragons."

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PS: The heads-up duel is over, it's time for the army to dispatch a wave of A-faces from F2.

412. Your name is...

"You are fooling me, dead man."

Hecarim's thick spear was in front of the Lich, and his whole body was covered in blue flames.

"You already knew that my undead would disappear under the fire of this life."

"If I don't know that I want to try it with you, do you believe it, and I have paid enough price."

Lich is extraordinarily innocent.

Hecarim was so rambunctious, he agreed to the Lich's proposal of unknown origin, and a few thousand ghosts dared to attack hundreds of thousands of orc camps, obviously relying on the almost immortal characteristics of ghost cavalry.

It's a bit similar to the Lich's phylactery, except that this shadow of war is the phylactery of all ghost cavalry. As long as he is there, all ghost cavalry can be resurrected infinitely and charge forever.

But this is not a lich or a dragon controlled by the Valoran world, but a kin of Alexstrasza known as the Life-Binder, and every breath contains the power of life.

To be honest, in the common sense of the lich, he couldn't imagine the concept of a flame containing vitality. Could it be possible to burn people while still breastfeeding?

Therefore, under the 'selfless dedication' of these ghost cavalry, there is a clear concept of the power of the red dragon controlled by the orcs: it can destroy the resurrection of the undead.

In other words, even if it is yourself, is it dangerous to be sprayed by the red dragon?

"The price? No! It's not enough, undead, I long for blood and wailing, but I won't see my soldiers cleansed, I won't continue to participate in this war, but Shadow Isle will not forget today's fool... "

"I'm sorry to trouble you, then please go well, I should be able to get it done. I'll go to Shadow Island with a present to apologize."

An angry Hecarim could not have imagined that the lich in front of him could speak so... peacefully.

It was completely different from the lich he knew. If it wasn't for the gigantic keel staff that was almost an artifact, the terrifying aura around the lich was as real, and he almost doubted if it was a living person pretending to be.

But Hecarim still blew a huge whalebone howl, and thousands of ghost cavalrymen who had been menacing in the shrill horns 'floated' back from the orc camp in a gravity-defying posture.

Leaving behind hundreds of thousands of orcs who couldn't even touch their heads.

For them, the castles in front of them who were arrogantly prepared, but should have been protected, a cavalry rushed out and beat them for no reason. When they reacted, they picked up weapons and prepared to counterattack. This strange ghost The cavalry was gone again.

Cut the air?

"What's going on? This is definitely not something that pink skin can make? It feels more like the product of those warlocks before Gul'dan, but where did it come from?"

Warchief Blackhand was also at a loss, and if it wasn't for the chaos in the camp, he would have thought he was dreaming.

"What about the losses? How many warriors died? What about the siege equipment?"

He grabbed his lieutenant and asked.

"Great Chief, the statistics are not so good. It seems that the loss is second, but now it's almost the appointed time, and the warriors who are ready to attack the city are running out in a mess, and the siege team is in chaos. We are It's not that we are sieging the city after a little delay and reorganization."

"Don't delay, all of this is a conspiracy of those pink-skinned people who want to embarrass us!"

The warchief was resolute, and a deceived rage flared.

"Send my order, the wolf cavalry will retreat, and the waste wolf cavalry of the Warsong clan has humiliated the honor of the orcs. Zulu Hed, the dragoons of your Dragon Roar clan are responsible for vigilance. As for the lineup, you will arrange follow-up later. A wave of siege with my Blackrock clan as the main siege, and my strong son Maim will take the honor."

Blackhand gave the order loudly beside Grom Hellscream, completely disregarding Grom's Hellscream, making the orc hero's face flush with redness.

The Warsong clan has the most fallen wolf cavalry, and the warriors who are cruising on the periphery are the warriors trusted by Hellscream. Originally, because he was out of the limelight yesterday, Warchief Blackham was a little cold, and they did not participate in the siege. Now this one is even on guard. Combat missions are not assigned to them.

This is tantamount to dusting the honor of yesterday.

"Happy to serve, Warchief, my mighty dragoons will crush any incoming foe, no matter what kind of cavalry."

The slightly skinny orc Sa said with a high-spirited promise.

What was then blown up in the orc camp was a cloud of death and a crazy mass of corpses.

"what happened!"

The roar and screams were loud, and I saw a skeleton shrouded in black and colorful robes flying above the camp that had just been washed away and was still being cleaned up.

When it raised its hand, it was a gray cloud of death, causing the strong orc to collapse like a mummy in an instant.

With a flick of the staff, a giant transparent skull flying wildly laughing, smashing the translucent orc soul out of the body.

The fallen orcs staggered after being rescued by their companions, but instead of thanking their close comrades, they bit off half of their cheeks.

Even these orc zombies will explode with a pile of corrosive plasma fragments after being chopped down by the chaotic orc warriors, bringing a double blow to the heroic orcs both physically and mentally.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Dragoons, shoot me down that dead man."

The Dragon Roar Chief, who had just boasted about Haikou, only felt hot on his face, and ordered in a frenzy, a dozen young red dragons carrying orcs flew towards the lich in the air.

However, when the phalanx was lifted, the dozen or so red dragons suddenly bit and trembled in the air frantically.

Not just the rebellion that bit each other's riders, but those young red dragons fighting each other in the air, tearing apart the scales of the winged dragon with sharp teeth and claws like beasts, and the sky rained down with dragon blood.

Seventh-Order Magic: Dragon Madness Dafa.

This magic is one of the special spells for dragon slaying. It has special effects on dragons, and can make the dragon lose its sanity for a short time and attack any target indiscriminately.Fortunately, the first wave of the ghost cavalry attack test just now, the Lich can be sure that the young dragons are mainly controlled by the current, which is such a spectacular scene.

But even if it can't be controlled and destroyed, it's fine. Besides, the lich flying in the air is not himself, but created with a ninth-level astral projection. It can only use seventh-level magic at the highest, and its power is only [-]% of the body. .

I just took my spare legendary equipment, including a magic web node that stores a lot of magic, so that the lich projection looks almost as powerful and terrifying as myself, but even so, the lich does not expect to rely on a projection to be able to Destroy hundreds of thousands of orcs.

"Who are you! Dare to attack the Horde! An army of orcs will crush your poor spells and tricks."

The Great Chief's roar was deafening, and even caused ripples on the colorful black robe, but the flames in the eyes of the lich in the air did not rise and fall, but the hoarse voice penetrated his heart.

"I am Karthus the Singer of Death, foolish greenskin, just to say hello, because next you will embrace sweet death, I represent the Shadow Isle, and come to reap your little life."

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PS: Karthus: Meow Meow Meow?People are sitting in pots at home and come from the sky, where is the lich impersonating me, and I have not joined the Shadow Isle.

413. What’s scarier than a blind teammate is a group of blind teammates

To be honest, Bai Xian is indeed a lich, but it is quite different from Karthus' lich.

According to the setting of the latest version (2020+) (eating books), Karthus, the lich, is the death messenger who is famous throughout Valoran, from a small mortal step by step to a death chanter who has set off several major events, But it rarely appears on the battlefield in person, always drives some of its listeners to do things with the 'sweetness' of death, and never goes to any wars or major events, because it is still a solo that can't tolerate any noise Or, only offering a Requiem at the final climax.

He is an elegant and calm singing artist.

How can it be like Bai Xian, a lich, who is messing up, blowing up, and arousing the undead to call for wind and rain, so that the scene is about to come.

But do the orcs know Karthus?

"Karthus! Very well, undead, you dare to attack the mighty Horde, are you with those humans? You will face the Horde's apocalyptic rage!"

"The anger of the tribe? I saw a group of little wolf dogs, barking wildly."

The black robe of the lich flying in the sky is turbulent, as if there are endless shadows surging from under his black robe. This is compared to the sky. If you look closely, they are shadows, but translucent ghosts layer upon layer. Zhang covered the sky, and it was almost as dark at noon during the day as it was at night.

"I didn't attack you, but you attacked me, you disrupted the death feast I had carefully concocted and planned for a long time, these wonderful flexibility should belong to me, not the medal on your flag, and the compensation is yours life and pain."

Amid the heavy clouds and dark fog, the hoarse voice of the mid-air lich resounded, and the evil wind fluttered in full force.