While the harbor was in full swing, the army of the undead, with little effort, swept across the only mountain range between the coastline and the Dark Temple.

It's just that among the undead army that divided the army into three ways at the same time, the three Lich King competitors didn't have the slightest joy. Because, everywhere you go, there are abandoned villages, and looking at the traces, it seems that there were traces of biological activity here not long ago, but now there is only an empty space, and even animals are very scarce.

The undead are a race that gets stronger and stronger the more they fight, because, while they are fighting, they can also quickly replenish the soldiers, not all the dead are strong-willed, and the magic of the undead is not something that ordinary warriors can resist. From a certain point of view, as long as you don't encounter the regular army of the Temple of Light, the undead will become stronger and stronger the more you fight, the more you fight, the more you fight, the more you kill, and the death will not end.

However, the conditions of competition were only limited to the expansion of territory, and the baron, the lich, and the death knight sent troops almost simultaneously and plundered the land at the same time, but they were disappointed not to see the centaurs, trolls, and elves who were supposed to fight desperately. The territory is indeed expanding, but ambitious competitors want to expand their power quickly.

Standing in the original habitat of the Centaur hills, Ares took a greedy breath of air, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I seem to smell the breath of life. ”

"That's right, not long ago, there were traces of human activity here." Alucardo, crouching on the ground, picked up a handful of dirt, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

Swaying gracefully, the lich walked to the edge of the hill and pointed at his bone staff: "Let the beautiful Vantikna guide my handsome princes." ”

"Vantikna, I, Ares, don't need your guidance." The Death Knight glanced at the lich with disdain, looked greedily at the shoreline, and licked his dry lips, "I'd like to give it a try." ”

The lich's face changed suddenly, and he sneered, "The ignorant are fearless. ”

By the time she had said this, Ares' figure had already rushed down the mountain.

"It's really not gentlemanly." Alucardo shook his head and smiled, "How can you be so rude to a lady?" ”

The lich's eyes lit up, and he walked up to the baron affectionately, stroked his fragrant shoulders charmingly, and said sweetly: "It's still Alucardo who understands me best." ”

"I know, your beauty has conquered me deeply, let me conquer the city for you, beautiful you, just follow behind the baron and enjoy this gift of death."

Vantikna smiled, "But I also want to be the Lich King." ”

"Maybe the Lich Queen is better?" Alucardo stretched out his index finger and gently picked up Vanticna's chin with a look of affection.

"If you could kiss me, I might say yes right away?" Vantikna's face slowly approached Alucardo's handsome face.

Looking at the shriveled and thin face, like a dead skin stuck to a skeleton, Alucado shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Okay, I'll admit that I don't mean it, I'd rather kiss the troll's ass." ”

"Alucardo!" The lich was furious, but the baron, like a light bat, had swept down the hill in the direction of the harbor!

Looking at Alucardo's figure with resentment, Vantikna tidied up her dress with self-pity and laughed at herself: "Although he is always so loved and hated, he is the only one who admits that I am a girl, and he is really a trade-off." Appearance, is it really that important? If I had to choose, the Lich King and Beauty, I'd rather choose the latter. ”

Ares led an army of the undead to provoke the Sea Clan, and the murderous Ares never believed that there was a region in this world that he could not conquer, and if there were, it was yesterday.

Alucardo didn't bring a single soldier, for the direction of Vantikna made him puzzled, and there seemed to be an ominous premonition that he needed to go and find out, if all the tribes and races were concentrated in that area, he would be developed, it would be equivalent to a reserve army of the undead.

Vantikna didn't move, she looked leisurely in the direction of the harbor, the soul fire in her eyes was burning, and she said to her subordinates fearfully: "There, don't set foot easily, just let the two men go to the front station, I smell the smell of evil spirits." ”

"Beautiful Vantikna, what is the evil spirit?" The cronies around him asked puzzled.

"The evil spirit, the undead of the dead, a near-perfect evolution, is the apostle of the Goddess of Darkness on earth. Back then, the guardian who never left the Goddess of Darkness was the Evil Ghost Rider. There was a tremor in Vantikna's voice.

"Is it strong?" The eyes of the cronies lit up with a fierce fighting spirit.

"Very strong, at least I haven't seen him defeated."

"If it's Ghost Rider, why is it in the tribal race? He should be the new Guardian of the Lich King! The subordinates were indignant, and their words hinted at the rebellion of the Ghost Rider.

Vantykena shook her head slowly, "It's not him, but I know he's still there." The biggest difference between evil spirits and undead spirits is that evil spirits claim that their power comes from faith, so evil spirits are unswerving believers in the goddess of darkness, fanatical believers, and our god-making movement is a real rebellion in the eyes of evil spirits. It's just that this evil spirit, it seems that he has just awakened, and he has not yet reached the level of the evil spirit rider back then. ”

"Then why don't we take the opportunity to ......" the subordinate made a decapitation gesture.

"No, the undead are not really immortal, if the undead are the higher beings among the undead, then the evil spirit is the ultimate evolution of the undead. I'm curious to know what happens when the self-proclaimed perfect Alucardo encounters an evil spirit. Don't you look forward to it? Vantikna looked into the distance, her eyes showing a hint of anticipation.

"But if Alucardor slays the evil spirit, how can you fight him for power?"

"I live long, not because I am the strongest, but because I am the most hearty. The Lich is almost immortal because of its possession of the Life Box, but you must know that in this world, the means to directly kill the Lich are not only to find the Life Box. We need to be in awe of the unknown. Fear makes us cowardly, but why don't we evolve and grow because of fear? Remember, to be alive is to have hope, and to be alive is to be beautiful. ”

In the jungle, Alucado nimbly shuttled through the gaps in the trees, and suddenly, the foot he was about to fall stopped in mid-air as if time had frozen, slowly squatted down, twisted a hair-thin vine from the dead leaves with his hand, and smiled: "Sure enough, the trick of the Night Elves." ”

Looking at the obvious trampled marks around him, horseshoe, beast, human, and the huge troll footprints, Alucado smiled, and smiled pleasantly.