In the wind and rain.

A black-robed figure was slowly advancing through the forest, a dark aura lingering around him, and every step he took on the ground, the flowers and trees around him quickly withered. The icy rain poured down on his body, and soon turned into a jet black droplet.

By his side, the undead were far away from him, not only the Lich Protective Energy Force Field that he had automatically propped up, but also his innate aura of death.

"The Psychic Academy has been invaded."

Kel'thugad said this slowly, if Locke was in this place, he could clearly tell that he was different from before, such as his skin was extremely pale, his hair began to gradually turn snow-white, and his pupils were beating blue flames, the whole person was completely different from before, but some characteristics remained, such as tone, spells, and the commander's undead.

This is the half-lich Kel'thugad, as the pinnacle of the master level, although he has not broken through to the hero level after transforming into a half-lich, his combat power has improved a lot.

He stared at the battlefield not far away, and although a small opening had been opened in the Lordaeron legion in the continuous onslaught of the undead Scourge, it was quickly disrupted by the harassing elves of the forest.

"Damn, we're flanked, and if we don't get rid of Lordaeron's legion quickly, we're in trouble."

Kel'thugad uttered this indignantly, and then solidified the water molecules from the air, forming an icy arrow. In Dalaran's class, Kel'thugad learned that in the wind and rain, the use of ice arrows can unleash the power perfectly.

Sure enough, the Ice Arrow took out a brave Lordaeron warrior. There was a cry from afar, and Kel'thugad glanced faintly at the battlefield not far away, and the tiny humans pulled the Lordaeron warrior back to his position and let out a mournful wail.

"Ignorant humanity, to resist the Scourge is to resist the time of your suffering." Kel'thugad said indifferently, and he gestured to let the Abomination Legion not far away press on, striving to destroy the Human Legion with a single impact.

An arrow came from not far away.

Kel'thugad didn't even look at it, and the spell shield around him naturally bounced the arrow away, and a ripple appeared in the air.

"Ridiculous elf~" Kel'thugad held the staff in his hand, only to see three fiery breaths emerge from the staff's orb, and then three devastating rays shot into the forest, startling a scream from the elves.

The wind and rain were getting stronger and stronger, and Kel'thugad knew that if he left the battlefield at this time and went to the Psychic Academy, then the army that had been gathered with great difficulty in the Western Plague Land would be destroyed.

This was unacceptable to Kel'thugad, and it was all his hope for the following decades.

"Locke, in the Psychic Academy, I have stored flesh and blood puppets, I hope you can be surprised."

On a towering mountain peak.

Sylvanas's arrogant figure stood on top of a branch, her face was a little unsightly, anyone who lost more than six elven warriors would feel a lot of pressure, just now Kel'thugad's spell ray only solved six elves in a short time, which greatly exceeded Sylvanas's surprise.

The reason why she came to help the humans was partly because she thought that the elven troops could not be lost, and partly because she wanted to observe more creatures like undead.

But now the development makes her face a little unsightly, the fertility of the elves themselves is very low, and there are even fewer elves who are willing to become warriors, the Windranger family has a total of more than three hundred private soldiers, and now six of them died in one confrontation, even if they are not scolded by their father after going back, it will make the rest of the family speak coldly.

The undead are powerful, their attacks are terrifying, and they can be resurrected, if they are allowed to develop endlessly, then after the destruction of humanity, these undead may attack the elven kingdom.

Most elves believe that the magical barrier outside of Quel'Salas is too strong for even humans to unite all kingdoms, let alone the undead and trolls.

This also led to the fall of the High Elves.

Suddenly, Sylvanas seemed to notice something, and his sharp gaze stared at the battlefield like an eagle, followed by a cold look on his face.

"Yes...... Is the army of the Crypt Spiders approaching the elves? ”

"Do the undead plan to take care of us before they want to destroy the Lordaeron Legion?"

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Two cold lines appeared at the door of the Psychic Academy.

The next moment, only a loud "poof" sound was heard, and with the flying of smoke and dust, the wooden door cracked.

Immediately after, there was a scream in the psychic academy, and the humans who were still necromancer's apprentices were now finally overrun by fear.

Locke looked at the psychic academy, the fleeing psychic academy apprentices and the skeletons rushing towards him, this chaotic scene was so funny in Locke's eyes.

It was as if the end had come to the psychic academy, and he walked briskly: "These human beings, they still haven't overcome the fear in their hearts~"

The sharp blade in the skeleton's hand was like an arrow flying at it, light and weak, and it had no effect except for a crisp sound that echoed across the blade of the Blade of Pain. Locke swept it with his greatsword, and all the skeletons in front of him cracked.

It's not falling apart, it's splitting into pieces from deep within the bones.

Locke walked into the psychic academy, the dim candlelight did not deter Locke's footsteps, and the corpses placed everywhere made Locke smile indifferently, this was once the basement of the Barov family, although it was extremely luxurious, but now it has become the world of the dead.

The Cult of the Damned God destroyed the Barov family and wiped out the vast family.

Of course, the main reason why Barov is involved with the Cult of the Damned God is that Terenus has taken over their rule in the three territories of Southsea Town, Brill, and Tarenmere. In fact, if you think about it, if you directly accept three counties, it will be considered a dukedom together, and it may be for revenge if you get involved with the Cursed God Cult.

"Who else! Whatever you have, use them all. Locke rushed into the hall and slashed a half-finished abomination with the blade of pain in his hand, and several auras rose from the soles of Locke's feet.

Gardin in the psychic academy was stunned by what was happening, a death knight, rushing into the psychic academy, as if entering no man's land, but the absurd scene in front of him did not make Gardin laugh. (To be continued.) )