Outside Silvermoon City, it was already the morning of the eighth day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoCountless skeletons, once again summoned by the necromancers, come to fight for Arthas.

Like a tidal wave, the bone frames constantly pounded the defense line of Silvermoon City, destroying the original magical enchantment every moment.

And on the battlefield, it's also very strange. The bones are not the cheers of victory, nor the sorrow of defeat. No matter what the situation of the battle was, it was as silent as ever.

They are not afraid of death, they are not afraid of pain, and their morale can never affect them, and this alone, more than half of the art of war will forever lose its effect.

They don't go hungry, they don't get thirsty, and they never have to worry about food and grass, and this advantage makes them immune to at least the remaining half of the art of war.

Really, in Lin Yang's eyes, these skeletons are simply the best soldiers in the world. Completely obedient to the command, just like a robot, very reassuring.

Silence, silence, for a while, the entire battlefield was not noisy at all. Even the sound of fighting was very low. It's like a silent movie, and it feels very dull.

The skeletons did not say a word, and when their companions fell, they would not say anything, but would continue to make great strides.

Elves also don't like to make loud noises like humans. After this period of ups and downs, the elves at this time have long looked down on life and death.

"In just seven days, the battle situation has changed so much, and the cause of everything is just a small spell, it's really unbelievable." Looking at Silvermoon City, which could never be attacked, Arthas said with a frown.

The same tactic, compared to seven days ago, is simply a heaven and an underground. And all this change is just that little light talisman.

"It depends on the situation, they must have mastered some kind of method for mass-producing light talismans, otherwise, there would not be so many of them!"

"These days, we have summoned 700,000 undead again on top of the previous 300,000. Combined, that's a million. These million undead were killed or wounded by the reinforcements, and 50,000 were lost every day in these days of siege warfare. So far, there are only more than 500,000. ”

"What's more, the graves in the vicinity are about to be hollowed out. Next, if the war continues like this, our replenishment will soon be on par with consumption, or even gradually unable to keep up with consumption. At that time, the strength of the legion will begin to decrease. ”

It would be strange if anyone were here. Because there is no one here except Alsace. The one who speaks is an urn. To be precise, the sound that came from the urn.

This urn is very gorgeous, the workmanship is also very good, and the materials are also very good. As for the previous master, it was the legendary son who was cheated by his son, the king who was the best at playing with power among the seven kingdoms of mankind, Terenus Minahir II.

This hapless king was not only killed by his own son Arthas, but also had no peace after his death.

The soul was absorbed into the sorrow of the magic sword frost, and the body was placed in this urn. As a result, the urn was also looted by Arthas to hold the body of Kel'thugad.

At this time, the soul of Kel'thugad was also placed in the ashes, waiting to be resurrected!

"That's right, at this time, we can't delay it when we have the greatest advantage in terms of strength!" Arthas said coldly.

It's a simple math problem. The difficulty is not great, it is similar to the swimming pool in the middle school textbook, it is nothing more than a water pipe entering the water, a water pipe pumping, when there is a maximum problem.

"That's right, Your Majesty's time." Kel'thugad said respectfully.

Of the entire Scourge Legion, only Kel'thugad can speak directly to Arthas. The rest of Darkan, and even the future Mograine and the others, are just guys who can be used and won't be trusted.

"Okay, you go and mobilize the mages, arrange the troops, and I'll personally take action in a while to break through the defenses of Silvermoon City, and the speed must be fast!" Arthas said coldly.

While speaking, the frost sorrow in his hand directly emitted a light blue brilliance. Even if Kel'thugad was in soul form at this time, he felt a chill coming. It can only be said that it is worthy of the sorrow of frost!

Hearing this, he nodded, and directly began to cast spells in the form of a soul. Bursts of magic fluctuations spread out quickly in a special form. The entire Scourge Legion also moved again.

This time, it was not a small action, nor was it a transfer of 180,000. Instead, the remaining 500,000-odd troops were mobilized together.

It can only be said that when it comes to their own net worth and life, people will always burst out with 200% vitality. Even if Kel'thugad is already a soul, it is not surprising.

After all, all you need to do is break through Silvermoon City and get to the Well of the Sun, and you can resurrect yourself as a legendary lich. When the time comes, the box of life will not be destroyed, and I will not die, how fast is that!

"What's wrong with these skeletons? How could there be such a big move all of a sudden? Looking at the suddenly mobilized Scourge Legion, Kael'thas frowned.

This is really strange, you know, Silver Moon City is protected by an ancient magic enchantment, so the places that can be attacked are already very rare.

Together, that is, a hundred and ten meters wide, such a little distance, 10,000 troops and 100,000 troops, in fact, there is not much difference. Even if it is the current army of more than 500,000 people, it is useless to mobilize them together!

"Maybe you've found a way to break the magical barrier? Could it be that there is another traitor among us? "Great, mage Romans said with some excitement.

The last time the magic enchantment in the Silvermoon Forest was betrayed by the traitor Darkan, and it ended up. Could it be that this time there is another traitor? As soon as he thought of this, Romans subconsciously frowned.

"All the mages, quickly check the magic enchantment, and at the same time, observe each other's companions around them to see if there is anything different." Romans ordered.

Looking at Romans, who was in a cold sweat on his forehead, Kael'thas couldn't help but comfort: "Maybe it's just a false alarm, or maybe their target is Lin Yang." Still, let's get ready. ”

Then, the call for orders begins. At the same time, there is also a faint sense of urgency in my heart, as if something bad is going to happen.

That's when the unexpected happened.

Arthas appeared, riding Invincible (the name of his mount) and holding the magic sword, and slowly came to the short distance of Silvermoon City.

Raising his head, he carefully observed Silvermoon City, the ancient magic barrier, the elves on the city wall, and Kael'thas who looked very bad at this time, and observed......

With the passage of time, the momentum of the whole person became stronger and stronger, and invisible fluctuations, centered on him, continued to radiate towards the surroundings.

At first, these energies were invisible, but later, they turned directly into black ripples, setting off gusts of wind and constantly destroying everything around them.

The black ripples, where they passed, the earth cracked, and conspicuous gaps appeared, and all the flowers and trees withered in an instant, and when they were blown by the wind, they were directly turned into powder. All life force is destroyed in an instant. As for the wind, it is even more unscrupulous and destroying!

A moment later, Arthas flew on its own. Together with the invincible, one man and one horse, they flew up like this. The rate of rise is not fast, but it is not slow either. After a while, they came to a place hundreds of feet above Silvermoon City.

At the same time, the Frost Sorrow, this legendary magic sword, also automatically made a buzzing sound at this time, and the light blue energy gradually emanated, gradually enveloping Xiao Sa's three feet around his body.

"Why do I always feel like this guy is going to do something big? It feels like Silvermoon City is in danger! After carefully feeling the state of Arthas at this time, Shi Ah frowned.

"It should have something to do with this rune sword, this sword is a fifth-order divine weapon forged by the Dread Demon King clan in the twisted void. Later, he was dealt with by the Lich King Naozu and has the ability to drain souls. At this time, it should be intended to be released all at once, and then cause unimaginable damage! Cai Yan analyzed.

Frost Sorrow, no one who has played Warcraft does not know this sword. It is said to be a rune sword and the beginning of it all, a key item in the fall of Arthas. Since pulling out the sword and accepting the power inside, Xiao Sa has fallen.

From a bright and radical paladin, to a dark, conscienceless death knight.

"If you release it at once, the power is probably comparable to that of a master in the middle or even late stage of the fifth order, and you can strike with all your might. Such a powerful power is simply not something that Silver Moon City can resist at this time. It seems that Silvermoon City is doomed. Lin Yang said lightly.

The fifth-order powerhouse struck with all his might, this kind of good thing, even on Lin Yang's body, was also the hole card at the bottom of the box, which could be said to be one less piece.

In order to save the blood elves, directly consume the hole cards? That's impossible! I can only silently say sorry to the blood elf in my heart.

At the same time, the Divine Eye of Luck opened, and the sea of clouds of Luck above Arthas's head took on a deep purple color.

Among them, his own strength is just pure green, and he can't even provide a trace of purple qi.

The sword in his hand, the Frost Sorrow, is really a genuine fifth-order artifact, and he has completely recognized the master. The luck provided is about lavender.

In addition, as the leader of the Scourge Legion at this time, the luck gathered by millions of undead lords can also be transformed into lilac.

But these are not enough, and the dark purple at this time is not a grade at all. It can only be said that the Mandate of Heaven is added, this is the Mandate of Heaven!

At this time, he is the protagonist of the entire world of Azeroth, and his destiny is over, and all his enemies will be unlucky, and they will be unlucky!

"This is the protagonist, destiny is added, and he is invincible all over the world! It's obviously only the late stage of the legend, but he can kill the blood elf king at the peak of the legend and kill a bunch of legendary powerhouses. In the future, with a legendary body, he defeated the demigod-level powerhouse Illidan Furywind, and I really want to try the feeling of hunting the protagonist! Lin Yang muttered.