Dawn of Lordaeron

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The dreadlord Varimathras was very dissatisfied with the status quo. He succumbed to the mighty power of Arthas, but was unwilling to sit in a floating city.

"Are all demons impatient like you?" Kel'Thuzad glanced at Varimathras, and then continued to focus on his magic experiments.

The Dreadlord sneered, "No, Nathrezim is a very patient kind, but I don't know exactly what our great master is waiting for, neither against the Legion nor against the mortal.

You know, although Archimonde's body was annihilated by the explosion of the World Tree in the Battle of Mount Hyjal, the demon lord can still be reborn in the void as a soul.

Moreover, the Burning Legion is not only a leader of Archimonde, besides him, there is another one who is truly terrifying."

It's not that Varimathras really cares about the development of undead natural disasters, but because half of his soul is controlled by Arthas. If Azeroth loses, he will definitely die. It's uglier than anyone.

The current situation is that the undead of Icecrown Citadel dormant. Although they are still building Arctic fortresses, they no longer expand out and even abandon the rich "resources" in the Dragonbone Wilderness.

What is left of the undead?Can you rely on the cannon fodder of the skeleton frame to fight the Burning Legion star destroyers?Or the few death knights and liches?

Hearing Varimathras's complaint, Kel'Thuzad first paused the magic matrix in his hand, "Another leader? In other words, there is also a demon equivalent to Archimonde in the Burning Legion?"

As a lich transformed by the archmage, Kel'Thuzad's research on magic and soul is definitely one of the top people in the world.

As far as Northrend and the Eastern Kingdoms, he clearly felt the shocking dark power and soul.

That was the power that made the current Kel'Thuzad shudder, and when he thought that his master Arthas was trying to calculate such an existence in Kalimdor, Kel'Thuzad suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement.

Kel'Thuzad originally thought that this feeling of excitement and excitement had gradually disappeared after he became an archmage, but the facts proved that he just hadn't encountered anything that would shock him.

The arrival of Archimonde and the Burning Legion made Kel'Thuzad realize that his path is far from the end, and there are more things waiting for him to explore in this world.

Even if such unknowns and puzzles are dead, Kel'Thuzad, whose soul is as cold as the ice, can clearly understand the fun.

Now Varimathras' words successfully aroused his curiosity, which is why he stopped the experiment.

These studies on undead spells can be done at any time, but Varimathras, the cunning demon, is willing to speak for a short time.

Since Varimathras had already said it, naturally he had no interest in concealing it. This was not a secret at all, except that the people on Azeroth could get less news.

"Another demon with equal status to Archimonde the Defiler is Kil'jaeden the Deceiver, and he is actually the fuse of the orc invasion of Azeroth."

Kil'jaeden, the fraudster, was a member of the trio of Eredar civilizations, an older, mysterious and dangerous existence than Archimonde.

After accepting the power from the Dark Titan Sargeras, Kil'jaeden and his colleague Archimonde led the Eredar clan on the blueprint of the "Burning Crusade" drawn by Sargeras.

Countless worlds turned into cold star cores under the iron hoof of the demon army. Compared with Archimonde, who was obsessed with personal power, Kil'jaeden seldom did it himself.

He will always command the Burning Legion, using a variety of tactics and tricks to bring painful and mysterious existence to countless worlds.

Kel'Thuzad's phalanx touched his jaw, and the soul fire in his eyes beat twice. "You said, the three-man ruling regiment? Is there a third leader in the Burning Legion?"

"Hehe, since there are people who receive Sargeras' power, naturally some idiots will refuse."

Kel'Thuzad's question made Varimathras think of something happy.

"Look at what you look like, the fate of the guy who rejected the power of the Dark Titan must be regrettable. Let me guess, it was the rage Archimonde torn to pieces with magic?"

"It's really not the case. This is also the most strange scene. Kil'jaeden is even more angry than Archimonde. Some people even say that for tens of thousands of years, they have not seen Kil'jaeden more than that day. pissed off.

As for the reason, no one knows except Kil'jaeden and his former colleague who rejected the Dark Titan.

What's even more surprising is that the Eredar who refused the power of Sargeras even took a group of Eredars who also refused to join the Burning Legion and fled their planet."

After hearing this brief story, Kel'Thuzad nodded thoughtfully, "In other words, although this fraudster is a master of conspiracy, it is not without weakness."

"What did you see, Lich?" Varimathras was very curious, but a small anecdote like this could show Kel'Thuzad the weakness of Kil'jaeden?

"This is 10,000 times simpler than a human political game, Varimathras," Kel'Thuzad continued to play with his matrix and instruments. "Kil'jaeden is a proud demon prince. His city is extremely deep. , Scheming, such a person is generally the most difficult to deal with, but if the story you tell is true, then he might have a very fatal weakness."

"You mean—" Varimathras suddenly had a thought.

"Yes, if he really hates his former colleague, then after he learns the information of the colleague who has escaped, he will probably do whatever it takes to torture the other party without letting him die easily. This will leave him behind. Quite a lot of loopholes."

Varimathras followed Kel'Thuzad's thoughts and continued to extend it, and then shook his head, "It sounds feasible, but even if Kil'jaeden reveals a flaw, it is difficult for you to take him. Ours The power gap is too great."

"Although there is a gap in power, it is not impossible. Archimonde's fall is the best proof.

Archimonde could die of greed for power, and Kil'jaeden could also lose because of hatred."

These remarks were reasonable and convincing, even Varimathras could not find a point of refutation for a while.

Seeing the dreadlord being trapped by himself, Kel'Thuzad's jaws shook twice: The noisy bat finally calmed down, and he could conduct magic experiments again...

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"Click!"

The crystal bottle cracked in Kel'Thuzad's hands, and the ice essence contained in it was also lost instantly, and there was no chance for Kel'Thuzad to remedy it.

Kel'Thuzad sighed, threw the broken glass bottle to the side of the trash, and shouted at Varimathras, who was still thinking, "Okay, stop your meaningless thinking, there is business. Child."

...

In the process of regaining the underground kingdom, Anub'arak of Azjol-Nerub also temporarily stopped his work, and the progress of negotiations with those surviving compatriots is facing some difficulties. Some of them always think this is a witch. The trick of the Demon King.

However, most of the underground kingdom has been regained by Anub'arak, and the living spidermen have become nominal city controllers, while the undead spidermen no longer enter the city.

They will extend from Azjol-Nerub and use the abandoned, deeper buildings as places for their activities.

At this time, Anub'arak received a soul message from Arthas.

He asked in a low voice, "Anubrekan, did you hear it?"

"Yes, your majesty is summoning the warriors of natural disasters to gather in Naxxramas." Anubrekan's sharp forelimbs and mouthparts kept shaking.

"You can't show your ability here. Go, go to Naxxramas. I have a hunch. This is the first time we will show our fangs to the world."

"Please take care, I will complete your majesty's mission as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, the huge Crypt Lord disappeared into the tunnel, and a large number of elite arachnid undead followed him.

They were the victims of the tyranny of the previous Lich King. Arthas, who rescued them from the rule of Ner'zhul, was the only object of their loyalty to their remains. Therefore, these spider monsters did not hesitate to respond immediately. Called by Arthas.

At the same time, in the icecrown citadel farther north, the death lord Lothar also received the same message, but compared with the Nerub with sufficient manpower, the death knight can send too few manpower.

The standards set by Arthas made the selection of souls who can become death knights become very strict. Even if the bones of the entire Northrend heroes were searched, it was far from enough to gather a knight order.

So, in fact, the name of the current Anduin Lothar Death Lord is an empty title, and it might be more appropriate to call him Lord Ghoul or Lord Skeleton.

But since the Lich King said that some death knights could be dispatched appropriately, even if they were recruits, they could continue to train in Naxxramas, Lothar felt that there was no problem.

"It's also time for these little boys to apply their power to actual combat. The undead who chop stakes and go crazy in Northrend every day have no improvement!"

Orgrim also agreed with this, and he was quick and resolute to get ready to set off.

Therefore, Orgrim, as a recruit instructor, took a team of fifty recruits mixed with the official death knights and boarded the floating fortress of Naxxramas as a reserve force and high-end combat power reserve.

It's just that this time in the death knight queue, there appeared another "strong man" who was not inferior to Orgrim.

The old chief of the tribe looked at the taciturn warrior next to him, and patted his generous shoulder with his hand.

"Okay, Grommash, are you going to go with us, or are you going to continue to be a mute in this fortress where nothing but skeletons are skeletons?"

Grommash Hellscream, the warsong chieftain who died in the battle with the abyss lord Mannoroth, was also pulled back from the other world by the undead natural disaster.

"He shouldn't give me free will, he knows, I can't work for a human being."

Grommash's voice is still vigorous and powerful, but there is a trace of death knight's unique soul echo in this voice.

Because although he still acts like a living person, his organs have actually stopped working long ago. What really allows him to speak and move is the energy of his soul.

Orgrim barked his teeth, "In the beginning, I thought so too, but don't you want to personally make those who persecute our compatriots pay the price?

We are dead long ago. The dead do not need glory. We will only use endless darkness to make those damn demons taste the same pain."

Grommash slammed Orgrim's breastplate with a punch, and roared, "Don't fool me with this kind of reason, although I am dead, my brain has not been gnawed away by the ghoul!"

"Hmph, just say you are going or not?" Orgrim looked at Grommash narrowly. He was very clear that Grommash's blood as a warrior still brought him close to the struggle, and now, Is the best opportunity.

Grommash snorted coldly, ignored Orgrim's weird smile, and stepped into the portal to Naxxramas.

Orgrim nodded and said to Lothar, "This is a good start, right? At least we have proved that the dead don't have to be full of hatred against the living."

"Don't talk nonsense, don't forget, when you just woke up from death, you were restrained by Arthas." Lothar didn't hesitate and hit Orgrim's vitals directly.

Orgrim narrowed his mouth, "That was only a temporary compromise. I have no good feelings for humans, but for this'Lich King', I just don't think he looks like a human being-besides, his fists are bigger than us. Then we can only listen to him, at least he gave me a chance to revenge myself."

After speaking, Orgrim also walked into the teleportation formation and disappeared in front of Lothar.

Listening to the continuous whistling of the cold wind in her ears, Lothar suddenly realized one thing:

It seems that I have been left alone in this ghost place again?

The efficiency of the undead is far beyond all armies in the world. They don't need a later stage in the conventional sense, and they don't need specialized doctors and healers. All they need is a drink of the enemy's blood and soul.

Kel'Thuzad also summoned the necromancers and necromancers who had worked and studied under him. In the huge floating city, the military zone, the plague zone and the spider zone were gradually abundant.

Under the call of the Great Lich, the natural disaster leaders who entered Naxxramas gathered together in the central control room of the floating city to make the final preparations before the launch.