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A brown horse emerged from the smoke, and a knight in silver-white plate armor and a blade of pain ran out of the smoke quickly. This scene made Arthas stunned slightly, and then a smile appeared on his face, if he wants to fight against Malganis, then it is necessary to unite all forces.

For example, Locke is a captain who needs unity very much, and master-level warriors are not cabbages, they are available everywhere.

Locke turned over and dismounted, the silver-white plate armor on his body was naturally stripped from a recently dead Silver Hand Paladin, after all, he was also experienced in a hundred battles, and he didn't feel the equipment on the dead man at all, after all, respect for the deceased, Locke felt that it was good to respect it in his heart, and the things still had to be taken.

Although the defense of this set of silver hand plate armor is not very strong, it is definitely much better than the leather armor on Locke's body not long ago.

"Your Royal Highness, it's good to see that you're safe and sound."

Locke said with a smile, and after making sure that there was no hostility on Arthas's face, he said slowly, "I thought that you would be hostile to me by unleashing necromancy, but now that I think about it, I have a lot of heart. ”

Arthas looked at the city hall behind him: "Lord Duke, let's change the subject, of course I can agree to all the conditions you put forward before, after all, territory is very important to a duke." ”

He paused, then said, "This is true for any nobleman. ”

Arthas's pupils reflect the flames burning in Stratholme, his hatred for the undead can be described as uncommon, and as a knight of the Silver Hand, Arthas is a little dissatisfied with Locke's use of necromancy, but things always have to be prioritized.

What is even more angry for Arthas right now is the Dreadlord Malganis, who is hiding somewhere in Stratholme.

He probably knew how Locke learned the shadow spell, and in Dalaran, the necromancy was openly sold in bookstores for a while, creating a lot of warlocks, but now was not the time to pursue it.

Now we must come together to fight the undead scourge

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Under the bright moonlight.

Not long ago, the torrential rain in Stratholme had dissipated, and the silvery moon was revealed in the empty night, and Locke had just been given a condition from Arthas after talking secretly with him in the alley. However, the premise is that Locke acts as a spearhead to find out the number of Marganis' army and clear out a small number of undead armies to ensure that Lordaeron's army can reach Malganis unimpeded.

Locke's figure flickered in the moonlight, and the Nightmare Warhorse moved quickly on the rooftop, an area where the undead on the ground had not yet been destroyed by Arthas's army, and the sheer number of them forced Locke to go through the house to solve the problem. Soon, though, the gargoyle legion in the sky spotted Locke on the roof. This caused Locke to jump off the rooftop hill in a nightmare warhorse.

These low-level undead are actually easy to deal with, and Locke just doesn't want to waste time.

He sighed, and then threw the plague onto the ghoul not far away.

The speed of the plague spread very fast, these dense undead had no concept of evasion at all, and after Locke cast his skills, a large number of undead were infected, and soon their bodies began to break apart.

The minced flesh of the dead was spread all over the alley, and standing in this alley, Locke could feel the huge demonic aura in the square not far away, and that huge demonic aura was definitely Malganis.

He sniffed the air softly and muttered, "Fear the Demon King Marganis?" Your end is coming. ”

The plague quickly vanished in the flames, and the vast army of the undead disappeared with it. Only a small number of undead escaped because they happened to be in the house.

Locke rode his nightmare horse in the cold moonlight.

Soon, the last square occupied by Stratholme's undead was in Locke's field of vision, once a square where the citizens of Stratholme sang and singing, but now a temporary base camp for the Scourge Legion, and the square was filled with a large number of abominations wandering the streets.

These huge and powerful abominations were made by the remnants of the necromancers in Stratholme, and they have obviously been used as the last line of defense for the Dreadlord to protect himself, and these abominations cannot allow Locke to directly use his mental power to surrender and control, because the resistance of the high undead is very strong, and once it fails, it is something that Locke absolutely cannot accept, after all, it is too damaging to mental power.

The Dreadlord Marganis was at the back of the city gates, and a smile appeared on his face, as if everything was under control.

It was already the middle of the night, and the bonfire was burning in the square, and there were faint bursts of miserable screams, which were the screams of ordinary humans being thrown into the hot pot, and the chaotic sound sounded near the square.

The remnants of the necromancers, in the midst of Locke's series of blows in Stratholme, have already died, that is, a small number of necromancers, have hid near Malganis, trying to rely on the power of the Dreadlord to have a place of refuge for themselves.

But Locke knew very well that the wishful thinking of these necromancers may have been lost, and the Dreaded Demon King would never believe in humans, even if they were necromancers, in the eyes of demons, they were no different from ordinary humans.

"Uhhh

With a roar of abomination, he looked at the iron pot placed in the square, in the boiling water, a human was dying, apparently not intending to die in this place, but the outcome would probably not be changed by the human's struggle.

"The ceremony begins!"

Marganis said slowly, the boiling water in the iron pot placed in the square boiled rapidly, and then the human beings who were struggling in the water soon stopped struggling, which was obviously dead.

The Dreadlord looked at Locke not far away, and for the Dreadlord, tasting the breath of fear when a human dies is the best moment for him to feel.

"Dreadlord, I'm here." Locke walked to the center of the square, he felt the haters and malicious eyes around him, but when Locke showed the shadow energy of the middle level of the master rank, these haters looked at Locke with some fear.

Abomination is very strong in combat, as a heavy unit of the Scourge Legion, they are not only very powerful in attack, but also have one of the best health and armor in the Scourge Legion, in a sense, Abomination is equivalent to one of the most powerful units in the Scourge Legion at the moment, but there are actually five heads here at the moment.

Seen the Dreadlord shrink the main force of the Scourge in Stratholme around him.

First of all, this square looks very weird, not only the plague iron cauldron placed on the ground, but also the prowler gargoyles in the sky, even if Locke destroys these abominations, then the gargoyles falling from the sky can kill Locke on the square, and this does not require the Dreadlord to intervene.

The undead natural disaster, during this period of time, the losses are very large, under a series of attacks by Locke, their strongholds in the western plague land were once pulled out by Locke, but now Locke did not expect that in Stratholme, there is such a huge army.

What really scared Locke was the Hellfire summoned by the Dreadlord Marganis, and once Locke and the Dreadlord were at a stalemate, the Dreadlord would probably summon Hellfire, so that the Dreadlord could easily control the rhythm of the battlefield. (To be continued.) )