"I, I ......"

Renault stared at Oryx dumbfounded, as if unable to comprehend why this razor-sharp weapon, which was surrounded by necromantic energy, could not penetrate even a thin layer of clothing.

Bang bang.

The sound of Oryx dropping his dagger startled Renault.

The young paladin, who had just been exclaimed by his immediate boss, "Tiger father has no dog", seemed to suddenly wake up and sat down on the ground.

Renault looked in disbelief at his hands full of betrayal and sin, completely departing from the paladin's faith, and felt remorseful.

Oryx crossed over to Renault, looked at the three paladins who had arrived with him, and asked with a blank face, "Are you going to show up now, or are you going to wait for me to remove your disguise?" ”

"What are you talking about, my lord? Let's ......" The three paladins looked at each other, their mouths looking innocent, but they all pounced on each other.

Oryx swept with his spear, and immediately two paladins were burned flesh and blood in the holy light, and melted into a pool of rancid evil pus, and the last one fell to the ground injured, revealing his true colors.

It turned out to be a delicate succubus, lying there helplessly covering the wound on her abdomen, which was quite pitiful.

As a result of the injury, the armor formed by the illusion disappeared without a trace, and a large area of white skin was revealed, and the two horns on the head and the hooves and feet of a goat did not diminish the sense of beauty, but added two points of interest, and people could not help but feel evil thoughts.

Oryx couldn't help but look at it twice, and secretly admired in his heart, worthy of being a succubus.

"Renault, you've really disappointed me. For me, for your father, for your brother, and for those of you who respect your fellow knights, it is best for you to be possessed by a Dreadlord. ”

He didn't look at Renault, he directly picked up his weapon and rejoined the battle.

The movement here, of course, alarmed the mages who rushed to support. The leader walked briskly, learned the situation from Oryx, and sighed and bound Renault with a magic rope, apparently knowing that he was a rising star of the Order.

As a result, they went down such a wrong path.

This is nothing new at the moment. The middle-aged mage understood Oryx's feelings very well, because what really made people feel desperate was the betrayal of their siblings compared to being possessed and controlled by demons.

The hiccup passed quickly.

Using the Magic Communication Stone, Orix learns the basics of the city's surroundings. A number of refugee settlements in the city, on the outskirts of the city and in the southwestern mountainous areas have been attacked to varying degrees. Even the private army he placed at the leading front base in Rivinedell was no exception.

According to the calculations of the mages, at least dozens of plague sources were detonated, infecting tens of thousands of people in an instant. This is an emotionally difficult to accept, but in fact I have to feel fortunate to be thankful for it.

Because everyone understands that for a city like Stratholme, which has hosted hundreds of thousands of refugees, such an attack is inevitable and will come. In the face of an all-pervasive plague attack, only suffering losses of this magnitude is already the best result.

Not only Stratholm, but also many refugee settlements in East Wilder were attacked. Even under the blow of the trolls who were forced by the Scourge Legion and had to send troops, the Brute Hammer Dwarves who were cowering to defend the Eagle's Nest Mountain, and Gilneys, who had just resolved the corpse tide crisis, also broke out in countries such as the epidemic.

In this attack, the Burning Legion did not send a large force, and was mainly composed of small groups of elite spellcasters, supplemented by assassination operations against high-ranking people of various countries and races. However, since the Northland had already raised its guard, no important people were killed.

It seems that the Burning Legion has long since stopped focusing on the Northlands, and just wants to create some trouble for Lordaeron at the moment of reopening the Dark Gate, so that the main force of the Scourge Legion remaining in the Northlands can better delay the pace of the Northlands to support the South.

With the help of Master Dalaran, at nightfall, Oryx led the City Guard to open the main road connecting the north and south of the city, leading the troops from south of the city into the city. After the closure of some of the hardest-hit urban areas, the evacuation of people in various shelters began.

The people who escaped from the desperate situation are most grateful for the wisdom of the mages of Dalaran and the dwarves and dwarf craftsmen, in addition to the non-stop plague outbreak drills of the Stratholme officials in the past few months.

It was these people who studied the basic conditions of the towns where the plague broke out in the early days of the war, and designed this combination of magic and engineering to ensure that the evacuees could survive for at least a few days by studying the basic conditions of the towns where the plague broke out at the beginning of the war.

Early the next morning, although some of the plague fog in the city had not been emptied, and a large number of walking corpses remained, the crisis had been largely resolved.

Given that the Dragon Legion has officially begun to support the Northlands, it is only a matter of time before the plague in the city is completely eradicated under the breath of the Red Dragon's life that can purify necromantic energy.

Just make sure you don't get attacked again...... No, no one dares to make such an assertion. As long as we ensure a faster and more reasonable response to another attack, then these hundreds of thousands of refugees and hundreds of thousands of locals will be safe.

……

In the devastated town hall, above the magic communication stone, the magical image of Arthas is suspended. The king, who had succeeded to the throne in the face of disaster, had quickly assumed his responsibilities, seemed to be relieved.

"To me, it's the best news that you're okay."

"But 70,000 people still died in the disaster." Oryx said wearily.

What makes him depressed is not that too many people have died.

In fact, for the human beings in this world, he does not have the same sense of spiritual identity as he did with his compatriots in the previous life. Because this human is not another human being, he is actually a descendant of the Titan Creation infected with the Flesh Curse, but the appearance is similar to that of a human being.

But it's still flesh and blood.

What really made him empathize was the cry and cry of the survivors who had died but were left alone.

"Unless we are as developed as Quel'Salas, covering the country with magic and having a robust system of protection, we will never be able to avoid the plague of the Burning Legion. In my court council, many predicted that if Stratholm was hit by the plague, the casualties would be twenty to three hundred thousand, and that the outpouring of undead would pose a great threat to the entire territory of Eastern Lordaeron. Oryx, you've done a good job, even perfectly. ”

Alsace spoke earnestly.

Oryx nodded.

Arthas turned to something else: "The Dragon Legion intends to establish a channel of dialogue with the nations of the Eastern Continent. Master Crassus is approaching me to discuss specific matters...... Oryx, do you think the Dragon Legion can really help us? Or is this help genuine? ”

This kind of conversation, of course, is said behind closed doors. Arthas only raised the doubts that a king should have, without knowing about the dragon legion. After all, in his heart, the other party was a powerful race located at the ceiling of Azeroth's strength, while the humans of the Northland were weak creatures who were almost wiped out by the plague.

Oryx couldn't explain much, after all, he couldn't tell him something about the origin of the five-colored dragon that even the Holy Light couldn't tell him.

The current dragon legion is still plagued by their own troubles, but in the foreseeable future, if the year in the canon history begins to connect closely with mortals and jointly fight against the evil forces that subvert this world, it will be a great thing for everyone to advance it by several years.

"Yes." He replied firmly.

"Looks like I'm going to need to ask Dalaran or Quel'Thalas for some books on dragon history......" Arthas sighed, "maybe because I don't know, but I've always felt that some dragons aren't so ...... You know. ”

Oryx couldn't help but be a little confused, and subconsciously asked, "Your Majesty, which ones?" ”

"Oh, it's not some, it's a green dragon who approached me yesterday on behalf of the Green Dragon Legion."

Oryx frowned.

The Burning Legion's corruption is everywhere, and there are too many examples of dragons being overrun and controlled by demons like the Dreadlord.

But if it was a red, bronze, or blue dragon, maybe he wouldn't care, thinking that it was just the normal suspicion of a new king facing a powerful race. But if it's a green dragon......

That's a lot of fun.

Because just when the disaster broke out in the Northlands, the Green Dragon Legion also began to be plagued by the Emerald Nightmare. Think of the movement of the Elder Gods not long ago......

It doesn't seem like a good sign.

Perhaps Arthas's suspicions were justified, and when he approached the Green Dragon Emissary, he favored the King's Light and sensed the potential dark influence within him, and issued a warning.

In any case, it is also necessary for Oryx to ask.

"Who is the green dragon?"

"Ethan Dere is a Miss Green Dragon. Do you know her? "Arthas didn't use the name female dragon.

"Oh, yes, I had the pleasure of knowing each other at the tomb of Tyr." Orix said this on the surface, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

Isn't Ethan Rey one of the Nightmare Four Green Dragons?

"Alright, let's get back to business. While I'd love to have you come to the capital and complete the work related to the establishment of the Dialogue Channel, I need you to clear the threat of East Lordaeron. Do you have any current plans? ”

Oryx came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "There is no specific plan. Your Majesty, the only way to clear the tide of corpses is to use the most stupid methods, just like Gilneth when the plague first broke out. But with the help of the Dragons, I'm sure it's going to be a lot easier. Today, in Stratholme, the defense area has been greatly reduced due to the closed urban areas, and the mages can also take care of it. I intend to leave half of the troops on defense and lead the rest out of the city to sweep away the corpse tide. ”

"Okay, then let's do it," Arthas's words were full of trust, "I'll have a headache on how to support the Stormwind Kingdom." ”

Oryx saluted respectfully and cut off communication.

There are two things at the moment......

The first is about Esendere, and the area that the other party is responsible for seems to be located in East Lordaeron. If he did, he felt the need to make contact with him.

The second is a multi-ethnic channel of dialogue, and it stands to reason that the Senarion Council, which closely monitors the natural conditions throughout Azeroth, should have been aware of what was happening in the Northlands. This is a plague that poisons nature and destroys the integrity of the cycle of life......

Not to mention, Quel'Thalas's version of the "Mother Tree" Sasalla has also been corrupted.

Perhaps the Night Elves have sent a watcher to check on the situation in the northlands of the Eastern Continent. It was only a matter of time before he appeared and joined the "Dragon-Eastern Continents" federation and expanded it into a multi-ethnic alliance of a global nature.

What's more, due to the existence of the Senarion Council and the Druid Doctrine, the fate of the Night Elves has long been tied to Azeroth. When it comes to the sense of responsibility to protect the world, no race is better than them.

He was looking forward to that day.

The Night Elves who have not been struck by the Third War are none of the most powerful races in Azeroth.

Even without mentioning the druids, the sentinels who have honed the fighting skills of a short-lived race that are impossible to possess in the endless years are far more powerful than humans.

It's certainly a good thing to have such a powerful ally.

"Someone, summon the commanders of the Holy White Crusader at all levels, and by the way, help me connect with General Alfred Abydis, and I will hold a combat meeting."

……

An eagle hovers over Stratholme.

Unlike ordinary birds, this eagle has two small protrusions on its forehead, which makes it look like it has a pair of small horns.

In fact, despite being a highly skilled alien, Broll Bearskin still has a hard time hiding its existence.

If it weren't for the beast form, Brohl would have two large antlers protruding from his forehead, just like his mentor Malfurion Fury.

However, unlike the teacher, the teacher only developed physical characteristics such as antlers and bird feathers after stepping into the way of the druids and gradually becoming closely connected with nature, while his antlers were innate.

Not long ago, the Cenarion Council gave him a task.

Traveling to the northern part of the Eastern Continent, investigate the damage to nature, and wait for the opportunity to contact the soothsayer to verify the legend that the latter predicted the invasion of the Burning Legion.

But after a few days in the area, he became more and more frightened.

Ever since he became a druid, he had never seen such a sight of life dying in a plague that had not been reincarnated by nature, and being reborn as an ugly undead; Nature withers away in the necromantic energy that is diametrically opposed to itself, and becomes lifeless and dead......

Nature is dying.

Browl had traveled to Quel'Thalas to observe the lands of the "former compatriots" who were despised by most of the Druid Night Elves, and where conditions were even worse than those of the human realm.

The ancient tree, nurtured by the energy of the Sunwell, representing the union of nature and magic, has been corrupted. The Corruption spreads farther through the connection between the ancient trees and nature......

Browl had also entered the Emerald Dream Realm, trying to find out what was going on in the area, about the necessity of sending troops here to defeat the enemy common to all living beings. And the Dragon Legion has also stood with these mortals, but there is an abnormality in the dream, and he has not been able to do so, and he doesn't even know if the teacher's side will act accordingly according to the decision of the Dragon Legion, so he can only decide the next step by himself.

Suddenly, he noticed that the prophet he had been watching had left the building, mounted his horse, and headed out of the city with a few followers.

Maybe it's time to meet the prophet...... He thought so, then lowered his altitude and flew down.