At this time, the battle on the frontal battlefield was also coming to an end, and after the rebel soldiers lost their fighting spirit, the new legion was almost devastated, and if it were not for Sylvanas's stopping, the battle would have evolved into a one-sided massacre.

Pushing the Walking Dead – well, they are indeed the Walking Dead – the rebel soldiers of the General Legion, the soldiers of the New Legion escort their queen to the heart of the battlefield.

"Your Majesty, congratulations on such a brilliant victory......" The pharmacist hiding in the corner was the first to greet him, flattering him.

Before the queen could speak, the new pharmacist, Faraniel, had already greeted him, and a big mouth slapped him to the ground. The blood spear's eyes were about to burst out, and no one could see that this emaciated, shriveled forsaken person had such tremendous power in his body.

"He's yours, Faraniel!" The queen said coldly, then waved her hand and motioned for the great apothecary to drag the traitor away.

"No, you can't—" The apothecary squeezed a cry out of his throat in fear, but was immediately trampled off by a grumpy Faranire. Everyone present couldn't help but shudder, because for the royal apothecary, death was not the end, that was the beginning of suffering.

The queen took a few steps forward and came to Varymasas, and in fact, apart from its size, it was difficult for anyone to associate this rotten mass of flesh with the Dreadlord. His face had long since been shattered, bones, flesh, and brains were a disgusting mess of filth, but the demon's massive regenerative power was still trying to restore it all, white tendons, red veins, and gray viscous gum wriggled and twisted around the deformed skull, and it was chilling to see every inch of flesh and blood exuding an evil aura.

Sylvanas silently looked at Varimathas, at the former right-hand man, who had not really believed since the day he had bent to her will—and no one dared to truly believe in a Dreadlord, which would be tantamount to self-defeating. She had arranged countless covert and backhand attempts to restrain this demon, but she still underestimated the means of a Nasrezm demon to deceive and deceive the people, and now, she finally paid a terrible price for it.

She looked around, looking at the corpses everywhere, these people, whether they were new legions or rebels, should have belonged to her power. Her losses were so heavy that her revenge plan to overthrow the Lich King had to be seriously delayed by this rebellion, her expedition to Northrend.

"Maybe we can use it to refine a new plague potion, and I promise that it will definitely be more powerful than the previous product." Looking at the dying Dreadlord, the Great Apothecary Faraniel suggested on the sidelines, "This is the best way to make up for our losses." ”

Sylvanas didn't speak, and for some reason, it seemed like a good idea in her head.

The acquiescing pharmacist walked towards the "corpse" of Varimasas, and took out a crystal bottle and a scalpel from his bag—a necessity for pharmacists to always carry with them—and prepared to take some samples from the noodles.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch it." At that moment, a voice rang out outside the crowd.

Sylvanas looked back and saw the human hunter riding on the Kodomon, condescendingly watching Faranir's every move.

"Why? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, outsider? Faranir asked, dissatisfied, feeling offended that the human had questioned him in what he was best at.

Sylvanas frowned, this was not normal, the great apothecary should not treat a person who had just helped, or had saved them, like this, it was rude.

Ignoring the Great Apothecary's questioning, Diego jumped off the back of the Kodo and walked out into the crowd. The disgruntled dwarf followed closely behind him, and Brian didn't do anything today, just watching the show, which made him babble all the way when he came here.

"Dezko, it's time to show the power of the earth." Diego shouted at the Minotaur. The latter knowingly pulled out a totem stick from behind his back and thrust it into the ground. As a shaman with elemental vision, he had already sensed the abnormality.

Inserted in the totem pole. The moment it entered the ground, the earth began to shake violently in small amplitudes, and the shock did not cause any harm, but the weightlessness caused was enough to awaken one from any fear, charm, or sleep effect.

Sylvanas woke up in horror, and she looked around in horror to find that almost all of the Forsaken had similar expressions on their faces. It turned out that unconsciously, they had all been pulled into a nightmare by the Dread Demon King, allowing the other party to manipulate their minds and manipulate their consciousness. Like a blood-sucking leech, this nightmarish spell is slow and gentle, and its prey doesn't feel any discomfort at all.

The Banshee King lowered his head and looked at the Dreadlord who was paralyzed on the ground. She was surprised to see that the Dreadlord's injuries were not as serious as they had been seen before. Perhaps he was seriously injured when the adventurer arrived, but now, thanks to his powerful regenerative ability, his head had fully recovered, and the two terrifying wounds on his chest and abdomen had recovered to the size of a fist. Maybe it won't be long before he can regain his combat effectiveness.

But at this moment, Varimatas was basking in the nightmares he had woven himself, with a sinister smile on his face, as if watching his prey struggle with him. This is the only drawback of this spell - if they want to manipulate the target's consciousness, the caster must also devote their own consciousness to the illusion in order to corrupt the mind and pollute the soul.

Probably sensing that the prey was breaking free, the Dreadlord's eyes were rapidly rolling under the closed eyelids, and he also sensed that something was wrong and wanted to get out of the nightmare.

After a few seconds, the Dreadlord opened his eyes, and a thick green light shot out of them, spreading fear and evil.

"Coax!" With a bang, the crowd that had already broken free from the nightmare retreated in horror, farther away from the Dreadlord.

Varimathas shook his head, trying to get up from the ground. He hadn't figured out what was going on, how his best nightmare spell could not work.

At this moment, with the roar of gunfire and the burst of holy light, his newly raised head was smashed into the earth again, flesh and blood flew sideways, skulls shattered, red blood and white brains sprayed to the ground, but the demon did not die, these filthy mixed liquids still wriggled on the ground, trying to flow back to the skull.

The demon had finally awakened from the residual effects of the nightmare spell, and the only remaining left eye looked at the human who was looking down at him. He finally saw who had defeated him.

"Is that you?" He asked, surprised. Half of his mouth had been blasted out, and his words were leaking and slurred, and it took some time for Diego to figure out what he was talking about.

"You know me?" Diego asked, he didn't remember seeing this demon in his life.

"Why should I tell you?" The demon grinned and laughed horrifiedly, "Don't think that by defeating me, this world can be saved from destruction!" Don't be delusional, human, my death will awaken even more terrible beings, and you have only chosen a more terrible enemy! ”

"What the hell is he talking about?" Behind Diego, Sylvanas asked uneasily.

"The day of his awakening is almost coming, and I will be remade by him on that day," the Dreadlord continued to mumble, "Tremble, mortal! ”。

"It's just a loser's curse!" Diego said nonchalantly, he knew what Valimatas was talking about. Yes, it's just that the Burning Legion is going to make waves again, from the ancient war to the present, the Dark Titan Sargeras has coveted Azeroth for more than 10,000 years, and even two years later, the Burning Legion will invade again, but so what? Because he was staring at him, are you just a little old?

"Shut your mouth and die in peace!" Diego shouted mockingly, and he began to chant a prayer, summoning the power of the Light.

Varimathas finally felt scared, he could feel the threat of the power that this human bayonet was gathering on him, although it was difficult for the Nasrezm demon to be truly killed, but dying from this power, he would not have a chance to be reborn.

"In the name of the Light, I condemn you! You will be punished for your sins, at the cost of your life, your soul! At Diego's sentencing, a blinding light shone on his blade, forcing even the Forsaken around him to close their eyes, for the light was equally harmful to them.

"No, please......" the Dreadlord pleaded in horror.

"No mercy! No forgiveness! Diego shouted coldly, this is the creed of the Knights of Discipline, judgment and judgment have always been their only means of dealing with demons. He raised his musket in the air and stabbed it hard.

The bayonet pierced through the demon's left eye, reaching the handle. The next moment, endless light burst out from the blade of the sword, sweeping through the demon's entire body, the steel was as hot as lava, the air was boiling, the light was burning, the power of evil energy in the body of the Dread Demon King was not worth mentioning in front of this powerful force, under the scorching of the holy light, the demon let out a cry without despair.

When it was all over, all that was left of the earth was a pile of evil iron armor that had been completely damaged, and everything in the demon's body had been burned to ashes by the holy light. This time, he was killed outright.

Sylvanas rubbed her nearly burned eyes and walked over. She kicked the twisted armor lightly, then said to the guards behind her, "Hang it at the gate of the Undercity, I want everyone who enters and leaves the city to see it!" ”

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