Leaving Kurtilas and stepping on the land of Gilneis, the expected disaster scenario did not appear, and this troubled city seemed particularly peaceful.

Anduin's figure appeared in the almost abandoned teleportation array, a place that should have been heavily garrisoned, but now it was empty, and there was no human figure in sight, until he walked a hundred meters down the street, and he was able to catch some residents in a hurry, and they hurriedly hid back in their rooms.

This phenomenon, Anduin seems to be familiar, at the beginning of the Silver Fortress, the dispute between the Sun Holy See and the Holy Light believers caused panic, even the most prosperous commercial street, there are not many customers to see, everyone is afraid that the battle between the Sun Holy See Inquisition and the Holy Light believers will affect their lives and property, so most of them are closed.

Smelling the smell of blood in the air that had not completely dissipated, Anduin shook his head slightly, fearing that the werewolf curse inspired by the blood moon would bring painful memories to the city, and it would last for many days before it could slowly fade.

"The werewolf blood of the Gilneth people, can't it be reversed?"

Anduin drove to the royal palace in Gilneys, intending to visit Prince Jean Greymane first to find a solution to the werewolf bloodline.

[The data is insufficient, and the system cannot make an accurate judgment, but based on the information that the blood moon stimulates the bloodline of werewolves, I preliminarily speculate that the changes of the Gilneys should be traced back to the Elven Empire. 】

"Well, that makes sense." Anduin nodded secretly, "It seems that there are some things that need to wait for the convergence with Tyrande and them to get an answer." ”

Anduin informed Tyrande and Malfurion of the changes in the Yongsong Forest for the first time, the two of them are the leaders of the revival of the elves, and they naturally will not stand idly by for what happens to the blood elves, however, in order to hide their eyes, they did not choose to go with Anduin, but used the elven artifact that held the soul of Cenarius to open up a spatial teleportation array and rushed directly to the Yongge Forest.

In fact, Anduin could also act with the Night Elves, but there were some things that always reassured him, so he chose to take a detour to Kurtilas to inquire about the situation.

The departure of the admiral and the preparation of many fleets have fully indicated that a great war is brewing or has been staged in the northwest corner of the Holy Empire, and when Anduin rushed to the royal palace of Gilneth, he found that the palace gate was also closed, and asked some uneasy guards, only to learn that Prince Jean Greymane, who had become a werewolf, had actually summoned a large number of werewolves, as well as the human army that was still obeying his orders, and went straight to the Silver Fortress.

Something is wrong!

At this juncture, Anduin no longer has the heart to judge, whether Jean Greyman's choice is stupid or wise, he only knows that if it is not stopped, the Silver Hand of Arthas will mercilessly crush Gilne's army, even if the werewolf curse improves the strength of the Gilneth people, but the powerful Sun Holy See and Constantine will become the solid backing of the Silver Hand.

"No, the matter of the Yongge Forest must be put aside, with the help of Cenarius, I guess Tyrande and they won't have much trouble." Anduin quickly made up his mind to follow the movements of the Gilnesians and set off, "If you don't get it right, the war in Gilneth will soon spread to the entire Holy Empire, and if Arthas and Constantine have some killer skills, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Although Anduin stopped Arthas and used Frostmourn to realize his revenge ambitions, Anduin never underestimated Alsace's potential, you know, when he and Benedictas's realm advanced by leaps and bounds, Arthas's promotion speed was not bad, especially the last awkward meeting in the Silver Fortress, Anduin had already noticed that there was some kind of abnormal change in Arthas's body.

Therefore, Anduin chose to trust the Guardians Medivan and Tyrande once and for all, and let them resolve the crisis that Gianna might encounter.

Anduin, who had reached the pinnacle of the legend, was swift and swift as he retreated between the ups and downs, and in just half an hour, he rushed from the royal city of Gilneth to the border with the Silver Fortress, and then saw a terrible picture.

On the border line of Gilneys, there are three mixed parties.

Gilnes, the Silver Fortress, and the sudden arrival of the Dead Elves.

Seeing that many blood elves had turned into human beings and ghosts, Anduin realized what a terrible impact the cold poison plague had on the Yongge Forest, and this was also something he couldn't figure out, the blood elves obviously had the Well of the Sun, and they could clear the cold poison plague by only mobilizing the sun's radiance, how could there be a large number of elves who were unfortunately infected with the disease and eventually became the walking dead?

In addition, before leaving the Eternal Song Forest, Anduin told the sister commander who led the Elven Ranger that if he encountered any trouble, he could go to Gilneth to find him, but until this time Anduin had not received any news. In this regard, the speculation in his heart is that there may be an unknown change in the Yongge Forest, you know, there are a large number of elven nobles, but they are secretly supporting the second mage on the Parrot, that is, the fourth prince of the blood elves, Varana, to complete the coup and revenge!

Returning his gaze to the battlefield, Anduin found that his ideas were confirmed.

Arthas really didn't control Frost Sorrow, and the only one who controlled Frost Sorrow had the ability to rule the undead!

The blood elves who incarnated the dead had developed a master-servant connection with Arthas, and every time Arthas swung his glittering sword, the dead elves would obey his orders and engage in a bloody battle with Gilneth's army.

This ability, although there are many deficiencies compared to the frost sorrow, such as the inability to resurrect the corpse, but using the contagiousness of the cold poison plague, it still has unparalleled destructive power, in the process of fighting with the dead elves, if the cold is accidentally injured and the cold enters the body, then in the case of the cold poison plague can not be resolved in time, the recruiter will turn into the undead step by step.

Although Gilneys's werewolf bloodline has extremely high resistance, there are still some werewolves who have become puppets of Arthas, turning their heads and rushing to kill their compatriots, in addition, the human army from Gilneth, as well as the knight priests under the Silver Hand, have been transformed into undead on a large scale, and if you don't want to become such an abominable monster, the only way is to end it early.

Before the influence of the cold poison plague penetrates into the bone marrow, you can end your life and obtain eternal rest.

Or, hoping that after you become a dead man, you will have a brave warrior who will kill you.

Arthas did not possess the power of infinite resurrection, so death still had the power to end everything.

However, even so, the situation is extremely serious for the Gilneth side. There is an extra group of powerful and fearless army of the dead, the silver hand of Arthas, and they don't even have to bear the main pressure from Gilneth, the battle lasted for a while, the silver fortress side suffered few losses, and the camp of the dead actually gained a certain strength, on the other hand, Gilneth suffered heavy losses, and the werewolves could not take much advantage in the battle with the dead elves, and they also had to guard against the flank attacks of the silver hand.

Anduin glanced at the battlefield environment and found that a large number of werewolves had unfortunately died, and the remaining men and horses were also surrounded by the army of the dead and the hands of silver, and there was no way to retreat.

Leeway!

Anduin shook his head helplessly, Jean Greymane could have taken advantage of the city to first resolve the peerless soldiers of the Silver Fortress, but unfortunately, he chose the most unwise path, and as a result, he tragically bumped into the dead elf, at this time, Jean Greymayne could only rely on his demigod strength to delay the opponent's encirclement, but on the side of the Silver Fortress, there was a stronger Constantine, accelerating the doom of the werewolf.

Alas......

If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place?

Seeing that Arthas was about to launch a general attack, Anduin directly summoned the demigod Illidan Fury, and after killing the abyssal glider Sogoth, the demon hunter successfully ascended to the position of demigod, although he was later attacked by the black dragon prince Nefarian, and with his demonic physique, he quickly recovered and rushed to the eternal song forest with Tyrande and others.

Sou!

The Aesinos Blade absorbed the energy of the Abyssal Glider Sogoth and became even more ghostly, leaving a clearly visible green light in the overcast sky that reached the majestic Constantine.

The Sun Pope, who was in a fierce battle with the Werewolf Prince, did not ignore the situation behind him, and he unhurriedly raised the Sun Scepter, which actually attracted a cloud-breaking sunlight that enveloped his body, so that Jean Greymane's claws and Illidan's blade of Fury failed to break through Constantine's sun defenses.

"Anduin, you're still here."

Konstantin calmly defused the attack, turned his head to look at Anduin's position, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You're so lively, if you don't come to see it, you always feel sorry." Anduin snorted, looked at the battlefield that suddenly froze, and asked indifferently, "Your Excellency Constantine, Prince Arthas, could it be that this is the main purpose of your cold poison plague in the Yongge Forest?" ”

Anduin needed some time for the system to analyze the characteristics of the Dead Elve, so he chose to delay as long as possible.

The Sun Pope did not know Anduin's intentions, but put on a compassionate appearance and complied with Anduin's wishes: "No, the Great Sun will not allow his followers to plunge into the shadows, Anduin, and I deny your accusations without evidence." ”

"Whew! Old thief, your ability to tell nonsense with your eyes open is much better than your own. ”

Hearing this, Jean Greymayne immediately cursed angrily, and he pointed to Arthas, who was like an iceman, and the countless army of the dead: "Didn't your great sun tell you that you can't stand with the dead?" ”

"Greyman, your slander only shows how dark your heart is." The Sun Pope shook his head without changing his face and said, "If we really follow the true will of the Sun, we will not reject like-minded races and positions, in my opinion, these dead people in your mouth are much more sunny than you, and it is precisely because they have a loyal and unyielding soul that they did not go directly to the gates of hell." ”

"And you bloodthirsty werewolves are the true enemies of the sun."

Constantine's reasoning sounded very strange to Anduin, but the Sun Pope was very meticulous, as if he firmly believed that his words were the truth, and the vast number of members of the Silver Hand, as well as the blood elves who had been plagued by the plague, did not have a rebuttal. This has to make Andu sigh, if a lie can even deceive himself, then who can not be deceived?

These silver hands who were forcibly converted by Konstantin should have been brainwashed, and as for those dead elves, most of them were dull-looking, only a few powerful legendary powerhouses, whose facial expressions became distorted, but they could not break free from the control of Arthas.

"Admiration, really admiration, to be able to say such a high-sounding sentence about the lives of the people, I can't find a few in the world." Anduin snorted, "Your Excellency Constantine, your teacher has become a Twilight Believer, and you have a great momentum to be better than the Blue, although I can't feel the Twilight breath from you, but what you do is just as heinous as those Twilight Believers. ”

Obtained the research results sealed in the bones of Titan, Anduin can now detect the twilight breath in real time, but what he can't figure out is that there is no trace of twilight on the bodies of Constantine and Arthas, it stands to reason that Constantine has been with the old Pope St. Francis for many years, and it is impossible to avoid intersecting with the Twilight Holy See, but his body does not have a little twilight breath, but is full of divine brilliance from the sun.

Something strange......

"Anduin, you have your way of doing things, I have my own way of thinking, please don't impose your views on me."

Konstantin showed a very high city, his response was very calm, so that Anduin sighed from the bottom of his heart, people are invincible in the world, people have said this, it is obvious that they are not ready to admit it, you accuse him of being black, he can give you a white argument, at this time, the language becomes pale and weak, in the absence of an arbiter, justice can only be obtained by force.

[The results are out, after the blood elves were infected with the cold poison plague, there were changes different from humans, they formed a subtle coexistence with the cold poison plague, ordinary holy light could not play any role, even the extreme light was difficult to produce a suppressive effect, but considering that Arthas has a way to control the dead spirits, perhaps this system can find a way to counter it. 】

"Is it finally time to fight Alsace with real guns?"

Anduin sighed abruptly, his battle spirit was majestic, and his eyes met Alsace's imagination.

"In that case, come on!"