"Huhu!!"

Fenna ran frantically through the streets of Dalaran, the world in front of her was pitch black, and she fell as she jumped over the torso of an arcane guard that had lost its energy. The reason was that a pitch-black hand suddenly appeared from the concrete floor of the street and grabbed her toes.

"Damn, there are demons in Dalaran."

Blood had soaked through the clothes on the half-elf's chest, and she used the thin sword in her hand to cut off the hand that was holding her necromancy, and then shouted at the shadow in the twilight, "You won't succeed, Dreadlord, Dalaran is here to stop you." ”

The shadow energy surging through her body had corroded her musculature and was spreading to her chest, and she gritted her teeth and stood up, adjusting the Holy Light energy in her body against the invading shadow energy.

Blood flowed from the cut wounds, and the dense bloodstained streets stimulated the demons hidden in the darkness.

It was the Demon Dog, a twisted creature of evil power that longed to devour all flesh and blood, and a fear rose in Fenna's heart as the eyes lit up a dark green light from the darkness.

She groaned in pain, and slowly uttered a word from between her teeth, "You won't succeed, Dalaran won't let you get the Book of Medivan." ”

"The rift in Azeroth will never be torn open by the Burning Legion."

The faint light dispelled the shadow energy that lingered on Fenna's body, and she struggled to her feet, and the cracked wounds slowly healed in the light.

"Haha, the Legion will devour everything, and everything that happened to Lordaeron was already written ten years ago."

"No matter how much you struggle, you will not escape your inescapable command."

A voice full of evil aura sounded in the darkness, and in the hazy shadows appeared a tall demon figure, sharp horns, huge bat wings, and a magic ball burning with red light on his chest, he slowly walked out of the darkness, and every time the sheep's hooves moved, the earth began to shake slightly, and he said in an evil tone: "Cute little she-cat, why don't you continue to run away?" ”

"Isn't it an interesting process for mortals to rebel against the doom that is bound to come?"

There was a hint of panic on Fenna's delicate face, obviously the appearance of the Fear Demon King let her know that she was in danger tonight, and her voice trembled, "Hugh wants to kill me, and then pretend to be me to deceive my family." ”

Marganis's tall figure gradually appeared in the moonlight, and the unique bat wings and burning hooves of the Nasrezm people made him look extremely terrifying, and he walked up to Fenna, and said with a sigh: "Mortal, accept your fate, this glamorous Dalaran will soon sink into the demon's minions." ”

"Burning Legion...... Will be back again! ”

Dalaran

The expansive silver walls of the mage emitted a milky white light, the glow of the magic runes. In the daylight hall, delicate mahogany furniture was lined with all kinds of pastries, and Locke, dressed in black armor, flipped through a thick book with a black cover painted with strange pictures.

"The plague of the north has already occurred......"

"I've heard that it's not just Andohar that has been besieged, but many towns have been wiped out."

"Kel'thugad, I want to ask you a question."

Locke put the book in his hand on the mahogany table, he stared at Kel'thugad facing him, and said slowly, "Lordaeron...... Already in the panic of the undead, haven't you been warned by the Council of Six when you study Dalaran? ”

Kel'thugad shook his head lightly and said calmly, "Not really. ”

Locke was slightly stunned, in his memory, Kel'thugad was not only dismissed from the Council of Six at this time, but also expelled to the kingdom of Lordaeron. Desperate, he travels to the glaciers of Northrend to meet the Lich King, and submits to his will.

But now history has changed.

Sitting in front of him, Kel'thugad not only remotely controls his army of the undead in Dalaran, but is also able to perform many evil undead experiments in Dalaran.

"What should I do next, follow your orders and infiltrate the Dalaran prison to obtain the Book of Medivan?"

"Or am I leaving Lordaeron and heading to Stormwind to pursue my life?"

Squeak

Chained, Kalia writhed uneasily, the sleeping Kalia with her silver hair like a night elf, the cross strained Kalia on the wall, hanging not far from Locke and Kel'thugad.

"You think I care about this woman?"

"If you don't show a little sincerity, believe it or not, I'll leave here immediately."

Locke made a gesture of leaving, but Kel'thugad said calmly, "You'll be back, just as I once went to Icecrown and left, and then returned to the Lich King." ”

"It's the same with you, the living won't accept a dead person, but the undead can."

Locke leaves the Mage Tower.

He returned to the inn and lay down on the soft bed, with Solan Lien's voice ringing in his ears, "What the hell are you doing with Kel'thugad?" ”

"The deal that changed the world upside down."

Solanlian was silent, she wanted to laugh, but facing the man lying on the bed, she said uneasily: "What a bragging." ”

As a master mage of the Elven Kingdom, Solan Lian's strength was not weak, but within a few hours, no matter how she mobilized the magic energy in her body, she felt the stacks of divine power in her body imprisoned.

"Can you let me go?"

"No, elf."

Locke made a clean comment, he looked out the window at the sky, the little starlight projected from the starlight outside the window made him feel very lost, no matter how he changed history, but what should have happened in history still happened, and those who should have been weak have become stronger......

"The Book of Medivan." Locke was confused, and Kel'thugad's last words kept echoing in his head.

The phrase "you'll be back......" sounded in his ears like a nightmare, and it reminded Locke of a period of his life.

Locke stretched out his hand, he wanted to hold the moon in the sky, and at this moment, a bronze dragon streaked across the sky, which made Locke feel a panic. (To be continued.) )