Chapter 57: I Don't Know What the Title Is Good (Part II)

A golden sun was embedded in the blue sky, and a white cloud was like a lone sail on the blue sea floating in the clear sky. ∈ ↗ Top Novel, www.

The light blue canopy, like a clean velvet, is trimmed with yellow gold.

A transparent blue sky, like a silk handkerchief, and some fine and white clouds stayed on the blue sky, like flowers on a scarf.

The scorching sun began to bake the red land of the Eastern Plague Lands.

The Eastern Plaguelands have changed a lot, their land is barren, and their flora and fauna have become dirty**. The undead transformed the forest, turning them into giant mushrooms.

To the north, the terrain rises in the direction of Quel'Salas and Zur Aman.

To the north of the Eastern Plaguelands, Stratholme, once the largest city in the Eastern Plaguelands.

The kingdom of Lordaeron was a bustling city second only to the capital, and during the Third World War, the distorted Prince of Alsace destroyed the city because he believed that it had been infected with the plague. Since then, there has been no restoration.

Now the undead have once again taken over the city and built a Scourge building on top of the ruins.

Stratholme is a terrifying, dark place, all black, purple, and a pesky orange haze. Undead buildings and human ruins mingle, and Abominations, Ghouls, Zombies, Skeletal Warriors, Ghosts, Wizards, and Lichs roam the streets and sing the praises of darkness in their "sanctuaries". Gargoyles and frost dragons hover in the air.

Necropolis Naxxamas, floating over the city. The necropolis can be seen with purple glow from miles away, symbolizing the undead's complete control over the land. Stratholme is an impregnable bastion of evil.

Everywhere there are undead and their mortal minions. Dark magic permeated the air, and this is what Stratholme is today.

He is already under the repair of the undead. Turned into a fortress of war.

And this qiē. But it was done in a short period of time. On the Gilneth side, Rex has not received news so far.

Knock knock knock!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The crisp sound of horses' hooves rang out, and the earth shook.

A detachment of cavalry, they galloped over the red earth, dusty, high dust splashed. 、

Look carefully and be able to see clearly. The horses, all wrapped in black armor, heads, bodies, saddles, and bridles.

This makes the horses, which look very tight.

But from its four legs, it can be seen clearly.

There was no flesh and blood on this horse, and it was relatively thin and weak, compared to ordinary horses. They will be thin and weak for more than a circle, and they will be made entirely of bones.

This is the War Horse of Death. Don't look at them, their bodies are thin, they run, their bones move between them, they crunch, they crunch.

But their speed, as well as their stamina, is simply not comparable to that of ordinary horses.

The only thing that could compete with them was the noble horses of the Elwyn Forest.

This is one of the great advantages of the undead, and the death horses transformed by them are top-notch in terms of endurance and speed.

You have to know how these death horses are obtained, they are just killed among ordinary war horses and then resurrected.

But unfortunately, the undead have the strength of the undead, but they also have the weakness of the undead.

They are hierarchical and have a fixed rank.

Death warhorses, the only people who can ride are death knights, and it is impossible to replace them with other undead.

This also restricts the play of the Death War Horses, so that they will not be mass-produced and become mainland goods.

The scarlet cloak, hanging behind him, raised high as the death horse galloped.

Glide through a red trail, dazzling.

Baron Rivendell galloped on horseback, outside the city of Stratholme, riding his horses and galloping with all his heart.

The stamping of the death horse, the constant neighing sound, this qiē, all made Baron Rivendell obsessed.

For a long time, Baron Rivendell slowed down the speed of the death horse and pulled the reins one last time.

The Death Horse stopped, and he got off the Death Horse, and stood on a hill, looking into the distance,

He stood for a long time, but he did not say a word,

"Your Excellency, the time has come," a death knight said as he approached Baron Rivendell.

"Back to Stratholme," Baron Rivendell heard the Death Knight urging him, knowing it was time to return to Stratholme.

As the Supreme Commander of Stratholme, he could not leave Stratholme for too long.

But to tell the truth, to return to Stratholme, Baron Rivendell was not very willing.

Stratholme, Baron Rivendell, is no stranger to this place, and it can be said that he is extremely familiar with this place.

Baron Rivendell himself is a wealthy landowner of Lordaeron, and Stratholme, the second most prosperous city in Lordaeron, is no stranger to Stratholm as long as he is a subject of the Lordaeron Kingdom.

However, Baron Rivendell has a resistance to Stratholme.

In order to gain eternal life, in order to gain great power, he chose to betray humanity.

Throwing himself into the arms of the Lich King, but now, there is a trace of remorse in his heart.

How the Lich King is is no secret to Baron Rivendell these days.

The Lich King is no more, the mysterious powerhouse who has straddled two continents across the Endless Sea, and has begun to call on him.

He had seen the Lich King himself, and the undead had seen it, immortality, great power. ,

Now he has obtained everything, but it is precisely because of it that he knows that this qiē is inconsistent with his thoughts.

Baron Rivendell now regrets it, not that he betrayed humanity, but that he lost his human identity.

This death knight, in his opinion, although the life span is endless and the strength has increased greatly, the disadvantages are even more obvious.

He lost his sense of taste, was unable to taste food, and had the ability to have children.

This had a great impact on Baron Rivendell, who was once a nobleman and knew how to enjoy.

For Kel'thugad's friend, if time could come back, he would never help Kelthugad organize and create the Cult of the Damned.

Because this is too unworthy, he is selfish, and he can't enjoy himself in the future, so he can only live this poor life, and he is more unwilling in his heart.

Stratholme, that was a key place, was ruined with his help, and it was an important turning point for him to become a death knight, which made Baron Rivendell subconsciously disgusted Stratholme in his heart.

Stratholme, quite unpleased with him. (To be continued......) R527