Abomination is strictly speaking very much in line with the values of the Forsaken, this thing is just a piece of corpse pieces pieced together, completely the product of alchemy and spiritism, and there is a ghost's free will.

Usually like a big fool, standing at the door with "um" and "ah" is over, and the forsaken don't take these things as intelligent beings at all.

The Blightcaster sent out a few of the gatekeepers' abominations to meet the enemy, and no one objected.

Abomination has never seen such a large elemental creature, and the Wind Prince has never seen Abomination, in the vision of elemental life, the beauty and ugliness of things are not the same as what humans see with their eyes, but the Wind Elemental Prince was disgusted by the ugly appearance of the abomination for the first time.

"Such an ugly thing is not worthy of the blessing of Prince Ben!" Originally, he wanted to break up the benefactor who released him and turn it into a part of himself, which was what he called a blessing. The ugliness of disgust made him change his mind, and he picked up the thirty-meter sword and slashed it, killing him.

If he turns around and runs, the Forsaken will not bother to chase him, after all, they also know the emptiness within their own side, and fear that they will be lured out of the lair by the enemy.

But with the Wind Prince raising his hand and slashing the two Abominations, the Forsaken was not ready to do good.

Who is afraid of whom, you are a bare-bones commander, and we have tens of thousands of people!

Forsaken soldiers riding giant vampire bats take to the skies, smashing enchanted arrows and oil on the Wind Elemental Prince.

Some of the Forsaken pushed out of the ballista carts in the treasury of Lordaeron, and bundles of steel bolts were carried out.

The Royal Apothecary Guild left behind in the Undercity even took out two trebuchets in the style of the undead scourge, and barrels of undead plague were used as ammunition and thrown at the Wind Elemental Prince.

Eventually, the Blightcaller urgently armed a number of civilians and rushed out of the Undercity with over 3,000 Forsaken soldiers, who wanted to make the enemy regret their birth.

The Blightcaster took the lead, shouting, "We are the Forsaken, and anyone who stands in our way will die!" ”

The Wind Prince was almost twenty meters tall, and that was a super target, and the witherer pulled out an arrow entangled in death energy and shot it towards a position that was suspected to be an elemental magic node.

The rest of the soldiers also showed their powers, and huge wooden barrels filled with poison were loaded into trebuchets and smashed buckets on the body of the Wind Elemental Prince.

The undead plague secretly researched by the Forsaken can only be said to be still in the initial stage, not as powerful as when it was in the original space-time Heavenly Damnation Gate, plus the target of this potion is humans and undead, not elemental creatures.

"Oops! You see! I'll just say that they didn't have a good heart, this potion was definitely not left over from the undead legion, it was secretly developed by themselves! Vanessa's alchemical attainments were very high, and she was also very knowledgeable about all kinds of poisons, so she quickly patted Gianna's hand and motioned to the female mage to look at the plague barrels.

Gianna frowned, her own alchemy level is not low, psychic spells have not been studied in detail, but one method is all over ten thousand laws, and everything is unchanged, with her level of archmage, she can see a lot of information just by looking at it.

This thing is just a prototype, but the conceptual nature of the thing cannot be hidden from the expert, and she can't see the purpose of the forsaken researching this potion.

The danger to the forgotten has deepened even more.

"Let's go, let's prepare the teleportation array." She didn't want to look at it any longer.

Vanessa looked at the artifact sword in the wind elemental prince's hand, hoping that this thing would hold on a little longer! Otherwise, your own sacrifice will be too great.

The two of them left the main gate of the royal capital, and Gianna began to chant the incantation.

She summoned her own group of mages, and Vanessa's few mages, such as the bald Armager Duane, came to help, and the teleportation channel slowly opened, and the steam tanks in Ironforge Square arrived one after another in the wilderness outside of Lordaeron.

Vanessa bowed to the dwarf, who looked to be quite old, who had come out first: "Master craftsman, Lordaeron and Minethil will not forget the help of the gnomes, if there is anything that needs help in the future, please feel free to speak." ”

She was very grateful that people had come all the way to help, the radiation in Nomorigen was too strong, not to mention humans, even the dwarves whose traditional friendship with the dwarves had lasted for two thousand years could not do it.

Dwarves are known for their rough skin and thick flesh throughout Azeroth, but dwarves can't resist radiation, and Vanessa didn't slap her swollen face and become fat to do this, the problem of radiation couldn't be solved in her previous life, and she can only stare dryly now.

The radiation in the gnome's home city, Nomorigan, is almost incomprehensible, and she's willing to help if the gnomes ask for the rest.

"That's very polite, Your Highness, we are also part of the alliance, and this is what we should do."

The dwarf master craftsman, who looked like a little old man, was very polite, and after the scene was finished, he quickly went to check the operation of the equipment of the steam tank.

Each tank requires four or five gnomes to handle, and some heavy work gnomes can't do it, so there are basically one or two dwarves in each tank.

The gnomes were very polite, Vanessa prepared all kinds of delicate desserts for them, and spirits for the dwarves, the gifts were not expensive, but more or less a thought.

Gianna and the mages had a clear division of labor, some of them were teleportation, some were magical, and they had to obscure their vision in this direction and prepare for the surprise attack.

Half an hour later, Old Fording arrived with a large army.

Seeing the outline of the royal capital of Lordaeron from afar, the morale of the 20,000 soldiers was extremely high, and many paladins were also extremely excited, eager to kill them immediately.

Old Fording ordered the troops to rest and make the final repairs.

They were resting, and the Wind Elemental Prince over there was almost overwhelmed.

A lot of undead plagues and necromancy spells hit this large wind elemental.

The original sky-blue body was heavily polluted, and from a distance it looked like an oversized green ooze monster.

The whole body is green, and the elemental power in the Wind Prince's body is constantly neutralizing these undead plagues, if you want to say that it has no effect, right? That's fake, it's somewhat effective, no matter how domineering the undead plague is, it can't do without the basic support of the four elements of earth, fire, water and wind, but this thing is particularly stubborn, and the forsaken also hates this big guy who ran out to make trouble for some reason, and the plague bucket is thrown at him like money.

Among them are the plague they have newly developed, the plague left over from the destruction of Alsace, and the strange creations produced by the mixing of various experiments and various corrupt substances over the years have been put into wooden barrels and thrown over.

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