Diego's heart shuddered violently. In his previous life, he had heard this kind of scream countless times, and he had been wiped out countless times because of it, so that he was almost about to have a shadow in his heart.

He poked his head out and saw a gray-black shadow emerging from the air at the end of the stairs on the left, it looked like a black cloud of smoke, and although it had an upper body similar to that of a human, the torso was tapering from the chest down, and cinches into a pyramid at the waist. Its "hands" appear as long, slender and sharp claws, and its face is only a black mist-like blur, with only the location of its eyes, and two bright narrow spots.

Eye of Naxxramas! It is a magical creature created by the famous necromancer, the pale Malecchi, with evil spells, and has strong stealth abilities. It was originally created for long-range reconnaissance and assassination, but the necromancer soon discovered that it could not stay away from its maker, otherwise it could easily lose its mana supply and collapse on its own. The discovery was frustrating for the necromancer, but he soon discovered that, as a watchdog, the magical creature couldn't have performed any better, and its stealth made it difficult for even the best thieves to infiltrate.

After being tasked with guarding Stratholme's tower, Malekhi traveled from Naxxramas to Stratholme, while his good dog, the Eye of Naxxramas, faithfully patrolled back and forth between the three towers, making it almost impossible for intruders to spot it unless they met each other. In fact, this creature isn't very good at fighting, and it's easy to kill, but before it dies, its loud voice can almost wake an entire city from its sleep.

Diego didn't know how this monster came to the Psychic Academy, but there was no doubt that its arrival also meant that its owner, the pale Maleki, had also arrived. Thinking of the large number of undead soldiers I saw before, maybe Maleche was not the only one who came!

But now, Diego didn't think too much about it, because with the roar of the Eye of Naxxramas, the entire psychic academy suddenly became lively. The sound of running, shouting, and the shrill sound of trumpets stirred up the entire underground city. What's more, right in the middle of the hall, the lich Chill had already looked in the direction of the intruder, the blue spell aura shining between his sharp fingers, and it was clear that a powerful frost spell was about to be released!

But just before the spell succeeded, with a piercing roar, a green figure rushed like lightning, and the shining spear stabbed the lich's chest!

The shock from the wrist convinced the orc that he had hit his target, but before the orc could laugh, an indestructible shield of ice appeared between the two.

The ice spear couldn't move an inch, but the orc was still moving forward, and his rough hands could no longer hold on to the hilt of the spear, and he slid forward with the torn skin of his palm, smearing a blood-red on the hilt, followed by the orc's stout body.

With a loud crash, the orc was knocked on its back to the sky, tumbling and falling out. In this collision between a strong warrior and a weak caster, the warrior was unexpectedly defeated!

However, the lich did not seem to be unaffected, even through the frost shield, the huge impact of the orc charge was still partially transmitted to his body, even if there was not much left, but the lich still couldn't help but shake a little, and the ice power that was already gathering momentum in his hand suddenly turbulent.

In order to keep the spell stable, the lich quickly focused on this mass of magical energy - although it did not cause damage to the lich, the orcs still bought the most important time for their partners.

As the best of the lichs, Chill Heart's casting speed is not unpleasant, and it took him less than a second to stabilize his spell again, but before he could release it, another blow came!

With a blinding light, a scorching bullet whistled in, piercing the Frost Shield's blockade and striking the Lich in the chest.

For this shot, Diego aimed for a full four seconds, infusing the Death Gaze with almost twice as much light as usual. At such a close distance, the bullet hit the target almost as soon as it was discharged. In the midst of the flying ice chips in the sky, a large hole was directly cut in the lich's chest!

Compared to other lichs who always like to show their skeletons, Hanxin is much more "shameless", his whole body is wrapped in a dark blue robe, and even his chin is covered by a face cloth, as if he is ashamed of his undead appearance. But at this moment, under the bombardment of bullets, the clothes on his chest and the half of his body wrapped inside had completely disappeared, leaving only a semicircular gap, as if he had been bitten off by an invisible mouth.

Even after death, the undead creature's sense of pain had been greatly diminished, but the damage was so severe that the lich could no longer keep his spell focused, and the uncontrollable power of ice exploded in his hands.

It was like detonating an ice bomb, and the cold air wrapped in ice chips and frost flowers roared in all directions, sweeping the entire hall like a hurricane, and after more than ten seconds, when this small blizzard finally subsided, the hall had become a world of ice and snow, with a thick layer of frost on the ground, even the surrounding walls were frozen with frost flowers, and the ceiling was hung with fang-like ice picks. The original gorgeous and complicated chandelier has been covered in silver at this moment, and the ice edges are thick, looking like jade trees and flowers, crystal clear.

Right in the middle of the explosion, the lich still stands, but he is now covered in layers of ice and snow, wrapped like an ice sculpture, and he can't see his true face at all.

In the face of this sudden change, everyone was extremely surprised. However, because the humans knew that they had finally solved a big problem, the mage apprentices were in mourning, and they still could not accept that the powerful mentor had died in a spell that had gone out of hand.

But just when everyone thought that the situation was decided, with a soft click, a tiny crack opened in the humanoid ice sculpture, and then the gap quickly extended to both ends, and the lich wrapped in it seemed to break free.

At that moment, a huge beast roared and rushed towards the ice sculpture, and under the horrified eyes of the mage apprentices, the giant bear swung its large fan-like claws and slapped it fiercely.

The previous battle to deal with the Eye of Naxxramas had been so disappointing for Masrae that the druids were the first to react to what to do, in fact, Diego had just raised his musket when his claws landed on the ice sculpture, and the orcs were busy tearing their palms off the frozen spears.

Unlike the ice barrier that mages often use to protect themselves, what wraps the lich at this moment is not the indestructible magic ice crystals, but the natural ice frozen into the low temperature brought by the blizzard, which can't resist the strong slap of the giant bear at all, with a loud bang, the ice sculpture is completely shattered, the broken bones and broken ice crystals are scattered all over the ground, there is no blood flowing, there is no explosion of energy, a powerful lich is just an ordinary death, compared to his lich kind, His death simply did not deserve the powerful title of the Lich.

However, in the midst of the debris, a bronze jar caught Diego's attention, which was almost identical to the lich Araki's lifebox he had seen before. At this moment, the runes engraved on the jar were shining brightly, and it was the circle of soul return at work.

Diego walked over, flicked his bayonet lightly, and laughed.

It has to be said that even among the lichs who are known for their arrogance and arrogance, the chilling arrogance is beyond the limits of their kind. He even dared to carry his life box with him at all times, and in his mind, no one but the Lich King could force him to the point where he needed to use it, not even the Great Lich Kel'thugad!

Now, it's time for him to pay the price for his hubris.