For Arthas, as long as the soul of the "prey" is consumed by the sorrow of frost, the useless corpse that falls to the ground is dispensable, after all, not every "corpse" will be reawakened by the order of the Lich King. Of course, awakening is one thing, and whether you can guarantee the ability in front of him is another, which is why Arthas, Uther's body, did not take the initiative to snatch it, one is to awaken and ensure that the paladin of his level has the same level of strength after death, at least the current strength of Alsace is not enough, and the other is that before Kel'thugad is not "resurrected", the "technology" of the Scourge Legion is still relatively low, and when he is "resurrected", he is "resurrected" Later, after officially joining the Scourge Legion as the Great Lich, the use of corpses and related "technology" made the Scourge Legion's soft and hard power to a higher level, the most typical example being the fall of the Ash Bringer......

So now, as far as Arthas himself is concerned, he usually disdains to dispose of these soulless pieces of flesh, which are usually left to the people of the Cursed Sect, even the Death Knights under his command, who never dispose of these corpses. This is a reflection of Arthas's knowledge of his own humanity after becoming a slave to Frost Sorrow.

This time too, Arthas, after finishing the fight that had slightly interested him, began to set his sights in the direction of his former best friend Edlan......

"It doesn't matter if a human is alive or dead, sooner or later he will be yours. We don't have that much time to waste, my Death Knight, you must complete the task of resurrecting Kel'thugad as soon as possible, the demons are already starting to wonder about our delay in Quel'Thalas. ”

Arthas wanted to summon his baby mount Invincible, while "exchanging" feelings with it, while admiring the end of his "good friend", but now Invincible is coming, very "affectionately" with that cold mouth to rub its owner, although it has become the appearance of a dead horse, but still retains the "habit" of being close to himself in front of him, or rather, this is the "habit" left by Arthas to it.

It was a rare moment of comfort for Arthas, whose mind was gradually becoming undead, disturbed by the deep voice in his head, and although he was unhappy, he did not have the slightest desire to rebel, because he knew that the Lich King was his master......

......

While the Suns and Arthas were in a tight battle, Edlane was also engaged in a fierce battle with his opponent.

"Bell-" The Sword of the Brotherhood held the unavoidable blow steadily, and the tremendous force from the top down made Edlan feel that the ground under his feet was much sunken, but fortunately, it didn't affect his body, so he didn't have to worry about what to do.

"Bang!" The second blow of the withered intestine missed in an instant, and a bone paw print the size of a half-human was imprinted on the ground. It was run away by the little meat ball again, and in its "look", this little meat ball in golden clothes was too good to dodge, and it couldn't let it "play" well, which made it very angry.

Edlan is not stupid, although his hero-level physique can withstand such a huge blow, if he were an ordinary person, this time it would be like being directly pressed into a meatloaf by a stamping machine, but this does not mean that the hero-level physique can ignore this damage when facing such a monster, especially when there is an eyeing Arthas next to him.

So after he helplessly ate a slap from the opponent, at the moment when the opponent withdrew, when the slap of the other hand had not come down, he dodged sideways, and dragged the withered knee joint fiercely!

The sword of the Brotherhood with its blazing power easily cut the skin of the monster, but with a metallic roar, the sword of the Brotherhood could not go any deeper, as if it had touched another solid piece of steel, making such an ugly sound.

Edlan jumped backwards, dodging the third slap from the withered bowel, and quickly distanced himself from it. His expression was solemn, this thing seemed to be "invulnerable", whether it was magic or physics, it couldn't be moved, shouldn't it, where did the Scourge Legion get this kind of technology?

"I'm sorry Sun King, even if I wanted to help you, I can't do it now......" Edlan muttered to himself, after a short fight, he didn't get the information he wanted, but there were more unclear things, and he could only try in the next battle in turn......

The process of trying was very boring, although this monster had a certain IQ, but it was more instinctive to deal with Adelan, which made him quickly realize that he was experienced in the undead, so a counterattack plan began to form in Adelan's brain.

Meanwhile, Adline had seen the fall of Anastria Sunstrider almost closest, and when Arthas sent Frost Sorrow into the Sun King's back, Adelan had just figured out how to deal with the.

"Bang-"

The withered intestine's right hand slapped to the ground again, and after Adelane quickly dodged the two consecutive slaps, he had already adapted to such a vibration like the ground shaking the mountain, and he stepped onto the back of the damn monster's hand, and kicked his feet the moment he withdrew his hand from withering intestines, and his whole person soared up!

"Die! monster!"

With the help of this great force, Edlan was able to leap high in the air, and the sword of the Brotherhood was smoothly held up by him, and the tip of the sword, which was not suitable for spurting, was aimed at the monster's ugly, unclosing, mouth!

The mouthparts of something like something unknown are constantly emitting the stench of the plague, always exercising Edlan's will, it itself is a collection of stench, but this "bad breath" is difficult to hide, this magical smell can no longer be described as pungent in these two simple words. And the original mouth of fangs, after being burned by Edlan's many covered holy energy, has been affected to the point that there are not a few left, and it is precisely because of this detail that Adelan has tried many times and confirmed that it is an effective part of the blow, and after discovering such a weakness, he formulated this kind of adventurous play with his feet off the ground.

After all, if there is no external force and borrowing force for human movement in the air, he can only maintain inertia to do work, and even a world of high magic like Azeroth will follow the laws of physics. So as a good melee professional, it's usually risky to keep your feet off the ground if you don't have the certainty of victory or if you need to.

But in the face of this kind of monster with a low IQ, which only uses slaps and continuous shots as a means of attack, Adlan's flight is not dangerous, and the withered intestine is like "stupid", because its barren brain capacity cannot handle what it should do when its target is vacated from the ground. So the withered intestine slapped its right hand with his left hand at the moment when he was trampled by Adelan, but Adelan's movements were relatively fast, and he had already left the range of the slap after borrowing his strength.

And after losing its purpose on the ground, the withered intestine is like a bewildered "child", carrying its head stitched together by the corpses of many different races, and using its two eye sockets that have long been burned by the Holy Energy and only two large hollow eyes to "gaze" at the "little ball of flesh" that is jumping around.

The barren brain of the withered intestine couldn't imagine what had happened to the "little ball of flesh" that was getting brighter and brighter above its head.

Then in the next second, the huge two-handed sword that had become like a flame under the possession of the rich holy energy pierced into the mouthparts of the withered intestines!

Holy energy is poured in, and it skyrockets!

When Edlan's feet also landed on the monster's shoulders, the withered body began to look like a "ball" that was indiscriminately "pumped" into the mouth from different angles, and the internal bulging of different sizes obviously acted on the surface of its body, but because its skin was too "hard", this made the already deformed monster now more "abstract".

Adran jumped reflexively and landed firmly on the ground, the final blow of the withered intestine seemed to block his mouthparts that "spewed" the Holy Energy, while its body was like a scene in several haha mirrors, irregularly twisted and expanded, as if it was about to be blown up by the rampaging Holy Energy in its body at any time.

"Boom-" A rapid voice like electricity came densely from the withered intestines, as if to tell the people around him that something bad was about to happen.

Edlan took a few steps back, replenished himself with a True Word Shield, quickly removed the Red Dragon Defender from his back, and unfolded, and a huge tower shield that could cover his entire body together was instantly formed.

There was a deafening loud bang of "boom-".

Almost as Adelan set up his shield to resist the impact, the disgusting monster in his body, which had been repeatedly washed away by the Holy Energy, could no longer resist it, and it pressed its hands on its abdomen in the "painful" torment, like an inflated tire, completely blown to pieces......

The overflowing holy energy attached to the disgusting corpse pieces and smashed into the Red Dragon Defenders, leaving ugly marks. The attack on the weak point was successful, and Adelan didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, because at this time, he had the time to observe the situation in other aspects of the battlefield, which was very bad in a word......

P.S1: The editor said that my chapter is too long, and it is recommended to divide it into a 3000-word chapter, so from today onwards, 2500-3000 will be a chapter, and then two changes a day. -11:30 and 18:30?