Evil will not deceive you

Covering his wound in pain, Alsace felt extremely painful, because he was directly knocked away with just a light sweep by Li Ke. Until now, there is still a huge wave of pain wrapped around his chest. The power of the Holy Light continued to corrode and destroy his body.

And the most important thing is the pain in his heart. He was swept away as if Li Ke was throwing rubbish. Even the battle with Li Ke couldn't be called a battle. It was like an adult trying to deal with a child!

He even felt that the reason why he was able to survive was simply.

Li Ke didn't want to kill him.

When the huge light wings composed of holy light energy swept over, Alsace's mind actually went blank. With such a huge power, he had no idea how he should resist. The fear of death instantly haunted him. his body.

Such shame would remind him deeply every time pain came from the wound, reminding him that the reason why he could continue to exist was simply that Li Ke didn't want to kill him!

"Do not be discouraged, Arthas, we are not without help."

The Lich King's voice rang out again, with deep helplessness in his voice.

"But we have no way to fight against that person. Besides, don't tell me, you can't see that those demons completely regard us as cannon fodder."

Arthas spoke with a cold face. His feeling was very clear. Ever since Kel'Thuzad was transferred, he had felt a clear difference. In the eyes of the Burning Legion, his ideals, the things he cared about, he Their plans and strategies are not important, everything can only be done by the Burning Legion.

In fact, he really didn't want to fight Dalaran this time, because all the warlords in Lordaeron didn't have time to clean up, especially the Scarlet Crusade formed by some of them.

The guy who worked the hardest among them, Mograine, was quite an eyesore, always reminding him of Li Ke who casually splashed the Holy Light.

But it happened that among the entire Scourge Legion, the only ones who could deal with him were himself and Kel'Thuzad. Everyone else would die, but the demon didn't care about these hidden dangers.

At this time, he was swept away by Li Ke and wiped out tens of thousands of troops. Although it did not have a great impact on the overall military strength, it was still very troublesome, because even if it was a natural disaster of the undead, the corpses of civilians were nothing compared to those with powerful people. It just consumes some energy. Moreover, many undead commanders at the grassroots level do not have the same outstanding military talents as him, so if there is a real fight,

"But there's nothing we can do."

There was weariness in Ner'zhul's voice.

"The power of the demons is very powerful. We have no way to resist. If we can complete industrialization and use machinery to arm the undead, it would be possible, but we have too few elf craftsmen."

Ner'zhul's words silenced Arthas. In their plan, their undead would put on mechanical armor and use the torrent of steel to fight against all enemies in the world.

At that time, the undead only need to attach their souls to the armor, and even civilians who have not received combat training during their lifetimes can easily kill elite warriors.

Moreover, you can not stick to the human form at all. The shape of a sword, the shape of a Frisbee, or even a ferocious battleship and airship composed of countless crossbows and cannons can all be used as the bodies of the undead warriors.

It is even said that countless tiny steel bugs can easily hide in the air and water, unlike now, which can only use bones and meat.

Although these things have powerful magical power, some are even tougher and harder than steel, but they are only a minority.

But it is a pity that the Burning Legion is not willing to give them time to do these things.

Arthas was a little discouraged and depressed when he heard this, because even he had to admit that the power of demons is indeed extremely powerful. Whether it is the enchantment of Silvermoon City or the enchantment of Dalaran, it is those demons. They took action to solve it, and they just killed those panicked guys afterwards.

Without the help of the devil, he might still be looking for an opportunity in Silver Moon City.

"We have to wait and see what happens, and Arthas, and Azeroth this time, may really be doomed."

As soon as his words fell, the next moment, a portal opened from their side. The next moment, Kel'Thuzad, who was obviously much weaker, and Antonidas, who had most of his body burned by evil energy, appeared. around them.

"My king, I'm back."

Kel'Thuzad's voice was very weak, while Antonidas stood aside silently, without saying anything.

Although his soul was enslaved by Frostmourne, he could now remove the undead magic from himself without the help of demonic power. Therefore, he had no intention of speaking.

"You summoned that guy named Archimonde?"

Alsace subconsciously sat up straight, not wanting others to see his embarrassment.

"Yes, but it's not just him..."

Kel'Thuzad, whose whole body was filled with the essence of the Sunwell before, no longer felt as powerful as before, but instead felt weak.

However, Arthas couldn't help but feel something in Kel'Thuzad's tone.

fear.

And Kel'Thuzad didn't hide anything and told the reason for his fear.

"We also sacrificed many undead and demons and summoned another existence."

"who?"

"Kil'jaeden."

As soon as he finished speaking, a Dread Lord appeared in front of them and spoke to Arthas.

"Your command now belongs to me, Lich King. Let your little toy follow me, we must hurry up."

His words made Arthas feel unimaginable humiliation and anger, and at this time, Ner'zhul's voice appeared again.

"Patience, Arthas, patience."

There was helplessness in his voice, letting Arthas understand that this old orc did not want to compromise with the Burning Legion, but sometimes he would be helpless.

"yes……"

He lowered his head and did not resist. A lengthy picture of how powerful Kil'jaeden was shown to him by Ner'zhul appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but think of another powerful person.

"Li Ke!"

Kil'jaeden and Archimonde didn't care about Arthas's thoughts or the Lich King's thoughts. They were just cannon fodder. They would have been useful before they came to this world, but now, they are slightly Paying attention to it for a while is a waste of time.

"We must take down the World Tree as soon as possible. The master looks very impatient."

Standing next to the altar, Kil'jaeden looked at this beautiful world and subconsciously thought of Argus in the past. The original Argus was as beautiful as this world.

However, he squeezed his palms with some dissatisfaction, because the essence of the Sunwell in Kel'Thuzad was only enough to summon Archimonde. Although he was forcibly summoned through a blood sacrifice, this also resulted in When he entered this world, he lost a lot of power, so it took some time to replenish his power.

Archimonde on the other side snorted coldly. He knew that the incarnation of corruption was defeated by Li Ke, but he didn't know that Sargeras was among them.

"It should be because of Li Ke. He violated the will of the legion. But to be honest, you are brought into this world because of such a guy. Lord Sargeras really thinks highly of him."

Kil'jaeden shook his head. Unlike Archimonde's disdain, he actually valued Li Ke very much. Although he felt that he was not incapable of killing Li Ke, he only needed to carefully prepare a trap for Li Ke, and then kill him. Whether he or Archimonde presided over this siege, Li Ke would definitely die if he fell into the trap.

But to be honest, there is no need, there is no need to push Li Ke towards the enemy.

"After all, his abilities are very useful, and I don't want to be against him."

Kil'jaeden looked at Archimonde, and Archimonde understood instantly.

If Li Ke can only deal with some puppets like the Fallen Incarnation, then no matter how powerful he is, he will definitely die in front of Archimonde, but if Archimonde doesn't kill him and doesn't completely turn against Li Ke Kil'jaeden was able to come forward and persuade Li Ke to join their camp again.

"No problem, but in order for this plan to proceed smoothly, you should first go to Mount Hyjal to eliminate our troubles and restore your power. After all, when we came here last time, the guy named Malfurion still gave us We caused quite a bit of trouble."

Archimonde felt that Kil'jaeden was a bit petty in this matter, because as long as he could restore his original strength, then there would be no problem, and Li Ke could handle it later.

But since he is here, the world will definitely be conquered, so there is no need to be unhappy with his brother over such a small matter.

So he decided very directly.

"I will move forward according to the original plan. When Li Ke appears, you will appear again, so that you can catch those demigods off guard."

Kil'jaeden also felt that Archimonde was being mature and prudent, and with his cautious character, he also felt that it would be better to kill Malfurion before the war started.

Therefore, he thought of someone.

After thinking of that person, he smiled and nodded.

"good."

After saying that, Kil'jaeden opened a portal and left here.

Archimonde chuckled lightly and chose to start his actions according to his original plan.

The world is constantly becoming active because of this.

On the Endless Sea, ships that had shown their dilapidated appearance struggled to reach a shore. However, when the people on top came down from above, an orc youth who, although young, gave off a weathered appearance, But he couldn't help but sigh.

Because, he was forced to form an alliance with some people who did not want to form an alliance.

The sea was too dangerous. They tried their best to avoid dangerous areas, but they were still besieged by the storm on an isolated island, where they met a powerful witch named Azshara.

To be honest, the other party regarded themselves and others as beasts, which really made the young orcs uncomfortable. However, without food and medicine, they had to accept the assistance of these people who called themselves Naga.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, thinking of his close friend who was seriously injured but still had to lead the team alone.

"I just hope Hellscream is okay."

Just as he thought of this, a snake-like crawling sound sounded from behind him, causing goosebumps to rise on his back.

"Thall, don't forget what you promised us, to help us capture some night elves as captives."

After hearing these words, Thrall clenched his fist, but turned around and looked at the witch with snake hair who looked more like a snake than a human.

"I know, Vashj, I don't need you to remind me again."

In order to gain the strength to walk out of the sea and prevent everyone from starving to death on an isolated island, he had to agree to something.

Because if you don’t agree...

They're probably going to eat each other.

Thrall didn't want his compatriots to turn into beasts again, but now, in order to survive, he agreed to capture some people who had nothing to do with him. To be honest, he didn't know whether this was good or bad.

"You don't need to be so resistant, because if you want your people to survive, you have to compete with them for living space. Thrall, do you think anyone will willingly dedicate their territory?"

Vashj looked at this orc who wanted to pursue the so-called atonement and liberation, true justice and freedom, and couldn't help but chuckle.

The other party is obviously a guy who can do all kinds of crazy things for his own race. Justice and glory are just excuses for the orcs to integrate into the human world, but now that they are here, far away from the human world, who will he perform to? What do you think?

Although his men were extremely loyal for survival reasons, when they developed and once again had to worry about food and clothing, how could his justice and glory compare to that of the once powerful tribe.

It is true that if the orcs want to truly exist in this world, a leader like Thrall is necessary, which is why she is interested in him, but it is obvious that if he cannot realize this, or if he realizes this, If you indulge your compatriots after a while, you may not be able to save your own life.

As for the idea that the other party does not want to conflict with the night elves, it is even more ridiculous.

These people do not understand natural magic. If they want to build a city, they must cut down trees, excavate stones, smelt metal, and clear large areas of the forest on a large scale...

Would those rough monkeys let them do this?

What's more, that guy named Hellscream has already come into contact with the night elves.

Vashchi showed a polite smile, but her mutated face looked extremely cold and sarcastic.

However, even Vashj didn't know that Hell roared at this time...

Doubting life.

He watched as the spears thrown by the spear throwers beside him slid away from the skin of the purple-skinned elves in front of him, leaving no traces. A young man who admitted to himself that he was very strong struck the ax on the seemingly slender waist, but did not cut it in half. He only opened a non-fatal wound, and then he was kicked away, causing his sternum to be dented. , after dying on the spot——

Hellscream, holding the blood-dropping Blood Roar in his hand, thought about a question seriously.

"Are they really mortals? The elves I know are not like this!"