Game Across the World

Calia was full of confidence. She neither chose to leave the city nor enter the Undercity for shelter. Instead, she stepped out of the carriage and climbed up the steps of the inner city tower to the top of the city gate.

This seems to be the most correct choice. Inside the Undercity, some undead started a rebellion, and their first target was not the armory or the queen's room, but the Undercity elevator!

Outside the King City of Lordaeron, the originally bustling streets have been completely filled with corrupt gas, and the undead squad wearing special equipment is lurking in it, ready to attack at any time.

The players' attacks are not going well, this deformed plague] has a good killing ability, causing 1000+3% of the maximum life damage per second, and continuously reducing the magic resistance, and slowly increasing the plague damage.

They had no choice but to follow the Silver Knight, and slowly retreated to the direction of the tower, but the plague clouds on all sides were still spreading, and they kept approaching in this direction.

The gathered power also greatly increased the strength of the guards. Calia's flag was like a beacon and a reassurance.

Under the command of the order group, the retreating forces quickly formed defenses around the city tower. A group of players who came from the portal also extracted a large amount of materials from the warehouse of the heart of order, and built two buildings on the spot. Department of magic circle.

The frost of the ice can freeze the part close to the ground, and then a powerful storm spreads from the central area to all directions, suppressing the ever-spreading plague and blowing it in the opposite direction.

"Your plague has been stopped. Next, alliance support will continue to arrive, and Cirvanas will be able to dispose of those wastes soon!" Kotes panicked, and he and his people only confirmed Only after Calia's death will the real action be taken within Lordaeron.

"Really?" The undead nobles didn't show any worry.

I saw the undead let a festering rotting corpse slowly walk to the pool full of plague water, only to hear countless noises from the rotting body, as if there were thousands of insects buzzing, thousands of Maggots are wriggling, thousands of herpes are bursting.

"Praise you!

Your undeniable gift demands your love and attention!

All things are rotten, so that they can live forever...

Everything suffers, only your favor and attention..."

As whispers spread in ears, a dagger plunged into the heart of the carrion, and out of that filthy decay a twisted worm was wriggling.

Carefully, he lifted the bug above his head, "Father! Give us your love!"

As the worm was thrown into the pool of green water in front of it, it sucked in the plague water full of life for the dead.

They are all condensed from the sewage washed from the body of the undead, full of the decay of the body of the undead and the vitality of the soul of the resurrected dead body; this is even easier for Nurgle than plague species such as ratmen Unleash the power of his plague!

The worm's body grew a hundred times in just a few tens of seconds, and after a minute passed, the fat body began to squeeze the soil on both sides of the pool, and the boiling sewage that was squeezed out splashed down on the ground to form more wriggling puddles. bug.

"not enough!"

Just standing next to the worm, the nobles who were clearly undead bodies felt terrible hunger, and the power bestowed by the Father God needed more feeding.

And the worm wriggled out of the pool, and he began to crawl towards the center of the city, where there was more life.

 …

A single plan is not all that the ancient gods and evil gods have to work together.

Although Kotes was unwilling to act before Calia died, the members of the Twilight Sect couldn't wait, or in other words, the ancient gods needed them to act.

On the road in Southsea Town, noble servants were among the crowd, and the citizens of Lordaeron, under their instigation, were protesting against further cooperation with the Forsaken.

The guards were extremely nervous. There had been many violent incidents recently, and since His Majesty was not in South Sea Town, they were quite worried.

At this time, a player on the road walked by with the Forsaken npc he was dating. They talked and laughed, and interacted with small movements from time to time, which looked very sweet.

This stimulated the surrounding human beings even more. They escaped from the flames of the natural disaster. The undead killed their parents and family members. Now, these undead are swaggering in their new homeland!

Suddenly, a lump of dirt flew out from the crowd, with its smoky smell and indescribable appearance, it directly hit the undead npc.

The player has quick eyesight and quick hands, and the shield in his hand picked up the dirt, but hit the onlookers.

The conflict was quickly ignited. Players are not used to these residents, let alone in front of their friends, and those who intend to make trouble are adding fuel to the interior, so under the rage, the two sides fought.

The guards noticed the restlessness, but the passage ahead was filled with crowds of protesters, and they couldn't get through for a while, and time...

"Killed!"

The intensification of the conflict has aroused the nerves of the citizens of South Sea Town. Many of them feel that now is the best time to eliminate the undead and the Forsaken because of Northrend's victory!

Riots broke out, and their targets were naturally the few Forsaken near Southsea Town, but many of them were protected by the army.

The private soldiers of the nobles are dispatched, Calia is not there, and many generals of the Silver Hand are still in Northrend. This is their best chance, and the only chance; My great emperor, all the conspiracies and tricks below will be resolved invisibly!

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At the same time, the Kingdom of Gilneas.

Darius Crowley was very worried about the current situation in the kingdom. He had persuaded the king more than once to open the high wall to get help from the alliance.

But Jean Greymane was unmoved, even though he had been injured by a werewolf, and the royal physician Cuarinan temporarily restrained the crazy werewolf power in his blood, there was still the risk of turning into a werewolf at any time.

"We can't sit still like this!" Darius stood at the north gate of Gilneas City, outside the gate were many refugees camped, and in the dense and gloomy woodland in the distance, there were faint howls of wolves.

In his view, without the intervention and help of external forces, the power of Gilneas alone is no longer enough to solve the spreading werewolf crisis. The longer the time drags on, the more innocent people will be affected and killed by werewolves!

"That was a wrong decision." Darius sighed.

He roughly knew why Jean was like this. The policy of closing the country once made Gilneas the only place among the many kingdoms in the alliance that had not been baptized by war for a long time.

The orc war they avoided, the people loved their king even more because there were no casualties, not to mention the crisis of natural disasters swept across, and even the nobles recognized it~www.wuxiaspot.com~Jin's choice was extremely correct!

But when the threat of werewolves appeared, Gene would naturally not turn to those juniors he despises. Varian Wrynn and Calia Menethil were all children in his time.

What's more, Jin can't admit that his previous policy was wrong. Seclusion is the guarantee of his correctness as the king of Gilneas!

"All this must be changed!" Some of the scouts he sent, as well as the inheritors he contacted, Darius got some news from them that the alliance had won the battle of Northrend and killed Alsace , is now uniting with the Forsaken.

"Yes, you are right." Behind Darius, another figure appeared with a calm and sophisticated voice.

Darius is very familiar with him, the king's confidant, a think tank with a very strong voice, the commander of the Gilneas Guard, Lord Godfrey.

"The kingdom sent you here?" Darius was startled. As the leader of the Gilnean guards, if he knew his plan...

Godfrey smiled. As a politician who came out of political games, he knew how to survive between the king and the nobles. Otherwise, with the title of lord, how could he become the commander of such an important guard?

So he shook his head and explained: "The kingdom is at stake, but King Jin still stubbornly believes that his approach is correct, and doubts anyone who raises objections; you should remember that I said that I could symbolize He sent a little force, but he was left in the cold for a long time, and he had no choice but to try his best to agree with the king's ideas."

"Hmph." Darius naturally disdained Godfrey's actions, let alone his words. Of course, the surface also needs to be done well. "The king naturally has his own ideas, and we still need to respect them."