Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1352 102. The Unexplainable Ogre King Marches to Red Ridge Mountain

The cold and dark ground was suddenly dug open, and then a miserable claw protruded from the soil, like an unlucky egg buried alive, it tore open the soil with difficulty and moved its crooked body out of the rotten wooden coffin come out.

Probably because the body rotted after being dead for too long, this guy has completely lost his human body and five sense organs.

It grew weird sharp teeth, was covered with broken cloth strips, and gave off a disgusting stench, and those dark eyes were infused with evil power, making it scream terribly the moment it climbed out of the cemetery.

It's like a crow neighing in the dark, making the sound spread far and wide.

This is a ghoul.

An evil creature that is ubiquitous in folklore throughout Azeroth, and its existence proves that it has appeared in previous eras.

As a boy in Kul Tiras, Laike had seen sailors clear ancient tombs and set fire to ghouls born in them.

These things are often "naturally born" in some abandoned tombs. In previous eras, they and skeletons were the representatives of human cognition of the existence of death power.

But from now on, ghouls and skeletons will become "common things". After the death force represented by Frostmourne really comes to this material world, it will definitely develop a variety of undead creatures.

They will become a new force, and even develop into a new civilization.

"boom"

The roaring ghoul who had just woken up was kicked over by the cold gem boots. The latter stopped howling immediately, and knelt down on the side of the road in an awe-struck posture, trembling for the powerful man in front of him. Get out of the way.

In the gloomy cemetery of the Raven Ridge Necropolis, the draenei death knight Ms. Yrel, who had just been released by Frostmourne, looked around blankly.

Graveyards were opened one after another, and the dead were resurrected one after another. The weak or the dead who had been dead for a long time and could not recall their souls would become brainless skeletons or ugly and crazy ghouls.

And those warriors who have been buried in the earth for a short period of time will be resurrected in a more complete posture.

Especially those powerful warriors who have made outstanding achievements in the orc wars, death favors them very much, and Yrel has seen the revival of more than a dozen "human death knights".

They wore the armor they were buried in, and carried long rusted swords.

Some can even get the death steed that fought on the battlefield with them during their lifetime.

In terms of the number of soldiers sacrificed by human civilization in the orc war, as long as Frostmourne goes around the eastern continent, within a month, it can create several legions of genuine death knights.

Although the entire cemetery is "very lively" now, there are not many voices coming out. The dead who were awakened by Frostmourne remained silent, and they carried out their work indifferently under the guidance of the magic sword.

The gate to the noble cemetery in the deepest part of the great tomb was knocked open by the death knights. They wanted to enter the cemetery and resurrect more dead for the magic sword.

On the way to the outside of the cemetery, a large number of skeletons and ghouls are lining up and walking forward. They will gather outside the cemetery, and then embark on a journey across the Dusk Forest, and finally go to the Red Ridge Mountains.

This scene made Yrel feel heavy.

But she was powerless to resist.

The previous experience has made her realize that Frostmourne has no dead ends to control the undead, and she no longer expects to be freed from the control of the magic sword.

After inspecting the cemetery, Yrel strode into the village in front of the tomb with his jeweled hammer on his back, which had been controlled by the servants of the black knights.

All the civilians were driven into the cellar of the village hotel, and no one hurt them, and no one paid any attention to them.

Yrel could hear the cries of children and women from below. They were obviously terrified, but perhaps their tears were not for him, but for a world that was about to usher in a world of upheaval.

What Bo Laike Shaw is doing cannot mess up the world, but it is indeed a key that will open the door of the next era.

She pursed her lips and stepped up the stairs.

In the hall on the second floor, Eredin was discussing the marching route with his brothers.

The emotion of doing great things made the black knights very excited, and the uncrowned people who had been summoned around them were busy and busy, constantly sending various messages to different places for the stinky pirates.

As for Laike, he is "chatting" with his subordinates.

"How many defected?"

The pirate asked with a pipe in his mouth.

The person in charge of the Uncrowned in the Kingdom of Stormwind lowered his head and said in a shameful tone:

"At least one tenth, Master, after we received your order, many members could not accept our actions this time. They thought that the actions of the Uncrowned had deviated from the creed, so they chose to withdraw.

Perhaps more because they could not accept that we would transform the great man of mankind into a king of the dead.

The reputation of Marshal Lothar is too terrifying.

Because of time constraints, I did not stop them, and they also promised to abide by their final oath and not to inform the authorities of their actions. "

"It's not necessary."

Bu Laike was not angry or upset, he waved his hands gently and said:

"I didn't think about covering up and hiding at all this time, let them say what they want. I'm actually happy to see my subordinates choose to run counter to me because of their own beliefs.

This proves that they really have some kind of persistence in their hearts, and they are no longer the bastards who work for money.

It seems that our organization is developing very well, our philosophy has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is time to transfer the outstanding members of the Uncrowned to the now sinking Assassin circle.

I can foresee that these assassins who adhere to the creed have separated from us will definitely instill new strength and belief in our colleagues. After the pirate industry, the ancient profession of assassins will also be revitalized because of our efforts. .

This is great!

You did very well.

There is absolutely no need to feel frustrated. "

Having said that, the pirate looked at his subordinates and said:

"I feel that your heart is not calm, do you also have doubts about our actions?"

The Uncrowned Commander of the Stormwind Kingdom hesitated for a moment. He was dressed in black and took a peek at Bo Laike. After a few seconds of hesitation, he nodded and said:

"This may be the change you have been longing for, but this time we are undoubtedly on the opposite side of order. Although I don't think I am a good person, I feel at a loss to promote such a thing by myself.

I would doubt whether I was doing the right thing.

Master, I may be too weak. "

Bu Laike was not angry or even showed any dissatisfaction. He said to his subordinates in a pleasant manner:

"Have you read the battle report sent back from Dellano World?"

"Ok."

Mentioning this incident, the person in charge of the Storm Kingdom was obviously more emotional. He said:

"Master, the great deeds you have done in that world have inspired all of us. Perhaps such deeds are what everyone pursues. Although we live in the shadows, we all have the yearning for the light in our hearts.

After all, who wouldn't want to be a savior hero?

Even those of us whose identities are not visible, still have the desire to be praised by thousands of people. "

"Then I'll tell you, what we're doing now is not fundamentally different from what I'm doing at Dellano."

Bu Laike played with his pipe and said to the subordinates in front of him:

"They will insult us and despise us now, but what we have to do is not justify or fight, we just need to be patient.

At some point in the future, the harder they curse now, the more sleazy they will be to flatter us then.

I have been leading you to bring change to this world, what we have done in Dalaran, Kul Tiras, Silithus, Pandaria, etc. in the past.

We've brought a lot of exciting changes to the world, and we don't mind doing more.

They stubbornly believed that Anduin Lothar, who became the king of the dead, would bring pain to all, but they did not realize the power of death. "

The pirate stood up, patted his subordinate on the shoulder, and whispered:

"Think about it, when the brutal demons descend on our world, in addition to the living who are trembling with fear, they will also see the army of the dead who have been waiting for a long time.

I thought it would be interesting to see the look on the ugly faces of demons when they are overwhelmed by the undead.

I mean, you can have no faith in me, my followers.

But you should have a little faith in Lothar.

Do you think a great man like him would be knocked down by death and captured by darkness?

We just changed the way so that Marshal Lothar can dedicate his determination and strength to this world again.

We're just giving Marshal a chance to save again, fight again. "

Bu Laike said emphatically:

"Lie in that ridiculous sacred coffin and live until the world is destroyed? Or give him a sword and let him lead his loyal soldiers across the battlefield again?

Which option do you think is better for Marshal Lothar?

I'm just saying these words to you, it doesn't matter if others can't understand our efforts, and we are not idiots who have done good deeds and must be thanked by others.

We never pursue those, we only fight for what we believe in.

go to work. "

"Ok!"

The Uncrowned Commander of the Stormwind Kingdom, who had obviously strengthened his will, nodded. He glanced at Yrel, then stepped back and disappeared into the shadows.

"You can really confuse people!"

Yrel said in a bitter tone:

"Converting black and white, playing with will, you are the ugliest cancer born in this beautiful world! You are the same as Gul'dan!"

"As expected of a Draenei, swearing is so artistic. But the problem is, how can Gul'dan compare to me. When it comes to demagoguery, Gul'dan's combat power is at most 6,000 points, but I am at least 100,000 or more. "

Bo Laike grinned smugly.

He shrugged his shoulders and looked out the window. The Twilight Forest still looked like a ghost in his memory. There was no day and night here, and there was only darkness constantly spreading.

The pirate took out his pocket watch, looked at it, and said to Yrel:

"It's about time, you head to Redridge Mountains with the first resurrected warriors! There will be some scavengers there to help you guide your way, and quickly cross the mountains of Redridge Mountains.

The undead don't need to rest.

I guess you'll be able to surprise the newly assembled Stormwind Frontier Legion in Redridge Mountains.

Give you six hours, and I'm going to see the road to Eastvale open. "

"I can not do it."

Yrel gritted her teeth and said:

"The number of undead is too small to form a crushing advantage at all. They still lack weapons."

"Then take her with you."

Bo Laike pointed out the window, Frostmourne was being suspended on the altar in the center of the Raven Ridge Necropolis, and he said:

"Before you were required to hold the magic sword in an awake state for only ten minutes, but now you don't need to be too awake, you just need to hold the magic sword and act according to her will, which is equivalent to a 'humanoid scabbard'.

In this way, you can have a terrifying combat power.

With the buff of Frostmourne, these weak undead will also become extremely violent, which is enough to crush the Border Legion. You can kill them all to replenish personnel, and you can also crush and disperse them.

These are all up to you to decide.

In addition, the Red Ridge Mountains are close to the Burning Plains, and many warriors who died in the decisive battle of the Orc Wars are buried in the cemetery of Lakeside Town.

Bring them back to life.

Those are soldiers who followed Anduin Lothar to the battlefield, and they will not refuse to continue to follow Lothar after death, especially the cemetery of the members of the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse.

That was Marshal Lothar's Imperial Guard, and none of them could be missing. "

Yrel could not refuse the call of the magic sword, she could only turn away, and behind her, Bo Laike reminded:

"Although I have three chapters with Frostmourne, the magic sword is the magic sword, and she will occasionally do some bad things to please herself, so you'd better be strong-willed.

Restrain her when she tries to harm the civilians Lothar values ​​most.

With Frostmourne's manipulations, no undead can deny your orders, so if there's a mass civilian death in Redridge, it's all your fault.

would you do that Yrel.

Will the darkness in your heart explode with blood in this wonderful world? "

"Don't underestimate the will of the Draenei!"

Yrel dropped a cold word, and strode out of the hotel wagging his little tail.

Soon, all the undead in Raven Ridge took action, they gathered into a silent army, and followed Yrel into the dark forest.

The wolves wandering in the darkness let out a sharp and terrified howl, but it quickly disappeared.

These wolves, which have become the biggest scourge of the Twilight Forest in the past few years, are as fragile as paper in front of the undead army.

Residents of Twilight Forest no longer need to worry about the threat of wolves or those ogres who occupy the mountain as king. After today, this forest will become very "clean".

This can be regarded as a small contribution to this land by Laike.

Aridin watched as the undead disappeared into the forest, which made him terrified. The gloomy ocean formed by the dark blue soul fire made the well-informed black knights feel fear.

Although they had seen far worse scenes in the subterranean regions of Karazhan, the innocents killed by the enchanted Medivh were already dead, and they weren't going to jump up and startle.

"Where do we go next? Aren't we going with the undead?"

The King of Black Knights asked in a low voice.

"The undead are commanded by Frostmourne and Yrel, and we are useless in the past, unless you legends want to stretch your muscles and experience the pride of fighting on the battlefield.

But I guess you who are merchants are not interested in fighting. "

Bo Laike glanced at the time on his pocket watch again, and said:

"So, Stranglethorn!

We are going to the coast over there to meet our 'friends' who have come from afar.

The Kingdom of Stormwind pulled the elite Seventh Legion away from Stranglethorn Valley and established a defense line at the East Valley Logging Ground. It is difficult for the undead on the ground without any fire support to pass quickly.

But for us, time is life.

So, this time we are going to play some tricks that belong to the pirates.

By the way, let me ask in advance, are you afraid of heights? "

(end of this chapter)