Standing on the island of Daron in the middle of Lake Daron Mill, Keldaron Castle is perhaps the oldest memorial to all of human civilization and was once the domain of the Barov family. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once, of course.

The Barovs have long since decayed, and the castle is now a pile of ruins that even the poorest beggars do not bother to approach...... It's just that no one knows that in the ancient basement under the ruins, a terrifying necromancy academy has been established, the Psychic Academy.

Ever since Alex Barov dedicated the castle to Kel'thugad, it has become the capital of the Cult of the Damned.

"No...... I will not give in......"

Screams of pain came from the deepest basement of the Psychic Academy, and the acolytes of the Cursed Sect seemed to be accustomed to it as they passed.

A naked orc was chained to a cross, and a human in a blood-red coat with two butcher knives in his hands stood in front of him, cutting off the flesh and blood of the orc.

As if a flame could erupt from Jabbar's eyes, he struggled and said, "Butcher, every little pain I have suffered, sooner or later, I will pay it back!" ”

The human with the butcher's knife seemed to turn a deaf ear, and still cut off the flesh and blood of Jabbar's body in earnest.

"The doctor is here," he said, a little frantically.

Jabbar gritted his teeth desperately, and soon his chest was a bloody blur......

Then, the human butcher put down the butcher knife in his hand, then picked up a bucket of black liquid on the ground, and rubbed the terrifying black liquid on Abdul-Jabbar's wound little by little!

"Ah......h

A heart-rending scream that even an orc as strong-willed as Abdul-Jabbar could not endure the pain!

The human butcher's blood-red eyes widened, and a hideous smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, as if he were admiring some wonderful work.

There was a heavy footstep outside the door, and a man in black walked into the basement.

"Professor Kasdinov, how is the mission?" The man in black said in a deep voice.

"It's completely done, Lord Kel'thugad!" The butcher, known as Professor Kasdinov, hurriedly greeted him with a flattering face, pointed at Jabbar and said proudly: "Look, this is simply the most perfect work!" ”

I saw that the flesh and blood on Jabbar's body no longer had any normal color, and his whole body turned into a strange black.

Kel'thugad smiled and walked over to Abdul-Jabbar's side.

"Monster, what the hell have you done to me?" Abdul-Jabbar roared under his breath.

"Gul'dan, maybe you've heard of this name before!" Kel'thugad ignored the orc's fury: "In the records he left behind, I stumbled upon a piece of material on how to make a Death Knight!" ”

"You ......" Jabbar's legs trembled with anger at the hearing of Kel'thugad's words.

"After so many days of transformation, maybe your body can fully withstand the power of runes!" Kel'thugad looked at Jabbar with an appreciative expression: "At the same time, orc, you actually endured such a painful torture, I have to say that your will amazes me...... You will be the ...... of the most powerful Death Knight under my command"

"But Lord Kel'thugad, there's one last step to go!" Professor Kasdinov said flatteringly.

"Yes!" Kel'thugad nodded, then extended his left hand from his black sleeve.

The necromancer's left hand was only a hideous bone, and it seemed that he was only one step away from becoming a true lich.

Kel'thugad's hand gently touched Jabbar's chest.

"You're going to pay, monster ......," Abdul-Jabbar said the last sentence somewhat reluctantly.

The hand of bone pierced the orc's heart, and then stirred violently inside; Abdul-Jabbar's face turned extremely pale, but he gritted his teeth and did not allow himself to let out one last scream.

The heart of the orc was completely ripped out by Kel'thugad, and blood splattered on the faces of the three people present.

After casually dropping the heart to Professor Kasdinov, Kel'thugad raised his staff and began to cast a powerful magic ...... The orc, who had just died, gradually opened his eyes, revealing a terrifying blue light.

"Kasdinov, put him down!" Kel'thugad ordered.

Professor Kasdinov hurriedly walked over and untied the chains that bound the orcs one by one.

"Obey my orders, orcs!" The necromancer Kel'thugad smiled at the undead creatures he had summoned.

Jabbar, the Death Knight, walked slowly over to a nearby blood-stained axe and picked it up.

Kel'thugad frowned, and then he cried out, "Orc, obey my orders!" ”

Jabbar raised his axe towards Kel'thugad.

A powerful beam of darkness struck out of Kel'thugad's staff, sending Jabbar several meters away.

"It can't be!" Professor Kasdinov exclaimed, as if chewing on something in his mouth.

"There is still a remnant of will! , what a stubbornness! Kel'thugad shook his head: "It looks like we'll have to wait a while to tie him up again, Kasdinov." ”

"Yes, Lord Kel'thugad!" Professor Kasdinov wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then picked up the orc, who had been knocked unconscious by Kel'thugad, and walked back to the cross.

……

Kel'thugad walked out of the basement, not in a very good mood.

"Lord Kel'thugad!" A seductive female voice came from the side.

It was Janice Barov, who was once the mistress of Keldaron Castle and had the honor of being the first woman to be transformed into an undead in Keldaron Castle.

"There's news from Kenrito......" Janice Barov whispered, "They seem to have discovered your secret, my lord, it is said that Kenrito has issued a wanted warrant for you, and the Council of Six has personally stepped in to search for you......"

"Is it true?" Kel'thugad frowned, this was another piece of news that affected his mood.

"It's true!"

Kel'thugad wondered, he had been paying considerable attention to his whereabouts in the past year, leaving almost no loopholes, how did the sluggish old antiques of the Council of Six find their traces?

"Gardin!" He hurriedly shouted.

"What's the matter, Lord Kel'thugad!" A necromancer who was over half a hundred years old hurried over after hearing Kel'thugad's call.

"Dalaran is looking for me!" Kel'thugad said simply, "I can't stay here forever, because that would expose this stronghold...... So, from today onwards, the Psychic Academy is in your hands! ”

"Yes, Lord Kel'thugad!" The new dean of the psychic college, Gardin, said humbly.