Especially when Ashur found out that this ring was bound to himself, he almost went crazy, and finally cut off his arm directly, if it wasn't for the fifteen seconds that had passed, the Ring of the Scourge would have lost its luster, and Ashur wouldn't even dare to pick it up.

He didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him if he was really like what happened to that adventurer, as the captain of the Tower of Twilight, the true ruler of the Wind of Roses and the Storm of War, or the generalissimo of the Alliance, if he was transformed into an undead physique, or even directly classified into the Scourge Legion, what would happen, at that time, I am afraid that the three major guilds that had a contractual relationship with him, as well as the Tower of Twilight directly under him, would be wiped out by the angry national forces.

At that time, Ashur didn't dare to think about what he would become, so much hard work, his previous obsessions, and his long-cherished wishes in this life were all in vain and came to naught, Ashur didn't dare, and he couldn't bear such consequences!!

He was almost sure that even if this thing was not the personal object of the Lich King, it should at least be a great lich treasure, and the equipment that could reach the demigod level was rare in the Scourge, at least the weapons of the Four Knights of the Apocalypse were still mythical rune swords, if it really stuck to himself, then the terrifying strength would definitely come as promised, but the price of obtaining such a powerful ability was likely to lead Asher to a final path!

Fall into the Scourge and fight against the world!

At that time, after cutting off his arm, Ashur wanted to throw away the Alsace Ring of Calamity, but for some reason, in Asher's heart, there was a slight hesitation, a trace of hesitation that even he couldn't explain, prompting Ashur to finally pick up the Ring of Calamity.

Looking at the Plague Ring that was trembling wildly in his backpack and constantly emitting cold and cold air, Ashur gritted his teeth, he wanted to know what was happening to the Scourge Ring now, but once he held it, it was very likely that the situation like last time would occur again, which was definitely something he didn't want to see.

After thinking about it, a trace of determination flashed in Ashur's eyes, even if the Ring of Scourge sticks to him again, as long as he learns to cut off his arm like last time, it is just a broken hand anyway, although it is difficult to make such a determination, but Ashur has come all the way here, such a thing can no longer make him feel embarrassed, the secret of the Ring of Alsace Calamity, he will have to figure it out thoroughly sooner or later.

What's more, the current Ring of Natural Disaster is only a legendary, not a submyth.

Thinking of this, Asher hesitated for a moment, but still reached into his backpack and took out the ring.

Holding the Alsace Plague Ring in his hand, Ashur's other hand instantly summoned a magic sword, and the blue light rose up, Ashur felt as if he was holding a piece of polar ice, and his palm instantly became numb and unconscious, only feeling a piercing cold, but this cold did not make him feel uncomfortable, but there was a feeling of refreshment, and the Scourge Ring jumped twice in Ashur's palm, and finally fell silent.

At the moment when the Ring of Scourge fell silent, Asher's eyes darkened, and then he was horrified to find that his body had disappeared, perhaps not completely, he could feel his presence, but he could not see his body, and he could not do anything.

Now he is completely in the form of consciousness, constantly sinking down, even without a body, Ashur can still feel the cold that emanates from the palm of his hand, constantly diffuses, and finally covers his whole body, and the darkness around him is like a monster that devours everything, constantly surrounding Ashur-

Ashur found that the arcane mirror image had cooled down and was in a usable state, Ashur immediately summoned his own mirror image, and then switched to the mirror image, and found that his body was suspended in the air expressionlessly, and the Ring of Scourge in his hand was constantly emitting cold air, but there was nothing abnormal.

Ashur was a little relieved, it seemed that it was not a submythical Divine Disaster Ring, and it had lost the power to lure him to fall.

Switching back to the deity, Asher closed his eyes and let the mirror image guard outside, while he concentrated on following the Ring of the Calamity, he could feel that his consciousness was being guided by the Ring of the Calamity, drowning in a bottomless abyss that was pitch black below, and Asher wanted to know what was down there.

In the silent darkness, as if time had stopped flowing, and space seemed to freeze, Asher closed his eyes, and in his perception, he only felt that the temperature was constantly dropping, gradually cold to a biting point, and then there was a slight whistling of cold wind in his ears as if hallucinations, but only for a moment, it returned to death-like silence......

He could feel himself descending, and at one point, Asher felt his form stop, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Far North, Storm Cliffs.

The howling cold wind and the year-round wind and snow shrouded the mountains that stood on the snowfield, the cold wind was like the sharpest dagger, little by little carved the valley and cliffs into rugged and difficult cliffs, and the storm shrouded the sky here all the year round, the whirlwind mixed with wind and snow roared through the valley like a passing beast, and the sky covered with thick dark clouds and wind and snow was so gray that it was almost impossible to see the original color, and it was possible to see what was in front of you even during the day.

One of the most dangerous places in the far north of Kadolin, the Storm Cliffs and the Icecrown Glacier next to him have some kind of limitation.

The so-called restriction is that when the adventurer steps on this map, if the strength is not enough, it will be added by some special state, if it is a map like the Moonlight Glade, it will naturally bring adventurers a buff state, and like the storm cliff, it will cause a slowdown effect on each adventurer who enters him, and in this map activity, the attack speed and movement speed will be slightly weakened, and the vision strength will also be greatly reduced. .

The lower the strength of the adventurer, the lower the level, the greater the weakening will be, if the members of the Ashur or the Tower of Dusk come here, the impact will naturally be minimal, but if it is a sub-legend or so, if an elite-level adventurer comes here, the strength will be reduced by more than fifty percent, coupled with the rugged terrain of the Storm Cliffs, it is difficult to eat here without flying mounts, which also leads to the fact that few people set foot in this place.

But now, in the cold wind that has been lingering in the far north for thousands of years, two figures are braving the heavy snow to make their way with difficulty.

The two men, all cloaked in black cloaks, braved the biting cold wind, their feet on the knee-deep snow, and moved slowly and slowly, even though they endured the pain, but they did not feel the cold. But in such weather, the speed is still so slow, no one will feel good.

People are a little silent, occasionally raise their heads to look ahead, in the shadows under the hood, there is a faint purple light, looking at the wind and snow in front of them, showing a slight smug smile, and the fangs at the corners of the mouth are particularly cold.

If there are adventurers who are more concerned about the recent faction war, they will definitely be able to recognize it. These two are all in the same gang as Vicious, and they are the only two adventurers of the vampire race who have not appeared so far.

Regarding them, Hanser had specifically reminded the Tower of Twilight, but since the beginning of the madness, no matter which of these people it is, they have never caused any trouble to the Tower of Twilight and Ashur, which has also caused the Tower of Twilight to be somewhat despised for these people. However, many people forget that Hanser has said a lot about these nine people. It's just that the tower of twilight, which is somewhat overconfident, has been ignored by the successive successions.

The nine vampires, Levi and Tells, have gone to rest and recuperate, and Mad Venom is also in the time of resurrection, in the town of Starfall. Aragorn and Elson also killed one each, and two others were also killed by Aragorn in the Sacred Tree Capital of Highlampel as he was chased by the Wind and the Thunder. Seven of the nine have temporarily lost their combat effectiveness, and these are the only two left.

As he struggled through the snow, one of the black-robed adventurers suddenly stood still, and his body began to tremble gradually, as if he was trying to endure something, but his body trembled more and more violently, and finally it almost turned into a crazy tremor like a chaff sieve.

His companion also noticed his abnormality, suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at him carefully, as if he had seen it no longer strange, took two steps back, drew a large sword from behind, assumed a fighting posture, and stared closely at the companion opposite.

"Here we go again." While trembling continuously, the black-robed adventurer raised his head, gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Night Song, be careful, don't be killed by me in seconds, just survive this time." ”

The companion opposite him, known as the love painting, nodded, and in the next second, the vampire had stopped trembling, his hands suddenly stretched out of his sleeve robe, and his hands were already showing long nails, and he frantically threw himself at his companion, but the other party dodged as if he was familiar with it, dodging the blow.

The two fought quickly in this snow, but it was obvious that the adventurer who seemed to be unable to suppress his desire to attack, his strength was obviously almost several times higher than his companion, and the battle between the two was full of danger from the beginning, and the other vampire could only rely on his weapon to constantly parry, block, and even use some skills to dodge, while he was attacking frantically without sparing.

This attack lasted for about five minutes, and when the vampire adventurer who was holding the sword was almost unable to resist, and his body had been attacked two or three times in a row, the adventurer who was attacking frantically finally gradually relented, and finally slowly sat down on the snow, gasping for breath.

"We're running out of time, and if we continue like this, it won't be long before it's all over." After a pause, he opened his strength panel and looked at it, "This is already the sixty-ninth time, and there are thirty more times, then ......"

"We'll be able to deal with them once and for all this time, Blood Lord." Putting away his sword, Yege stood on the snow and said lightly, "The madness has paralyzed Ashur, they think that the victory is in their hands, and no one will know about our actions here." ”

"The ring in Ashur's hand...... You saw it. The Blood Owl was silent for a moment, his brow furrowed.

"I saw it, but looking at his performance, I'm afraid he won't take out this ring again in a short time, he obviously doesn't know much about this thing, and in a short period of time, he won't understand it." Nightsong said absentmindedly.

"I hope so......" the blood lord added in his heart.

Compared with his companions, he has a deeper understanding and concern about Ashur, because in their team of nine, it is he who collects intelligence, the earliest Rice Legion incident, although it is the person who Mad Vicious touches, but the mastermind of this matter is him, so compared to Mad Vicious and Night Song, he has to know Ya Xiu better, and he also knows that the mage is a person who will give his opponent a complete "surprise" at any time.

Nightsong waved his fingers, and on his hand, he was wearing a silver ring.

Silver rings. The Lines of Sword and Frost! If Asher were here, his eyes would have widened in shock, because this ring was exactly the same as the Alsace Ring of Scourge in his hand.

"Enough rest, let's go." Nightsong stepped forward and pulled her companion up.

The two of them paused in place for a moment, then put away their weapons and walked forward again, disappearing into the snowstorm.

……

Icecrown Glacier. The most dangerous place on the Far North continent.

When the Scourge of the Undead was defeated and the two undead monarchs were sealed one after another, the place where the Lich King Sugard was sealed was in this Icecrown Glacier, which is the northernmost part of the Far North Continent, the most North Pole in the world, and the coldest place in the world.

In the millennia that have been sealed. The Lich King infiltrated his powerful spiritual power as a god little by little through the Frozen Throne, and effortlessly controlled and enslaved many powerful but intellectually inferior creatures in the Far North, such as the Mammoths. Tidal fishmen, and the vast empire of spider monsters scattered throughout the Far North, in addition to the countless undead who have been buried deep underground by the wind and snow.

The Far North is in the Age of Magic. Almost no one is allowed to enter, and it is the most elite adventurers who make it to Icecrown, a large number of whom have died and are buried here. No one could have imagined that they would become the best tools for the Lich King, Sugard.

No adventurer has yet been able to cross the storm cliff into the Icecrown Glacier, so no one can know, standing on the cliff and looking down, on the barren and desolate land of the Icecrown Glacier, a dense number of undead creatures roam here, most of them don't seem to have any consciousness, just rely on instinct to wander the ice field, and these undead creatures, at least legendary elite creatures, with the strength of the current adventurer, at least a team of ten people can barely deal with one.

And the entire icecrown glacier is full of such powerful undead creatures, almost dense and impossible to see at a glance, like ants in an ant nest, the dark undead form a tidal sea of undead, but rarely make a sound, such a scene is enough to make people creepy.

With the strength of the current camp, if all the undead of Icecrown Glacier are pulled out and attack one of Orlando or Dolot, then I am afraid that the once glorious city and fortress of glory will be easily torn apart by the terrifying minions and roars of the undead legion, because these undead are too many and too strong!

In the five thousand years that he has been sealed, the Lich King Sugard has had enough time to train his undead scourge army little by little, the undead monarch who has remained in Kah'an's many faces, using his spiritual power to constantly resurrect and control the undead, let these undead kill each other, devour soul fire, and use soul power to stimulate their advancement, compared to the undead scourge that erupted in a few months five thousand years ago, the strength of these undead is simply terrifying.

In the past, the undead scourge was to win by numbers, and many of the skeleton warriors were so fragile that even an ordinary civilian with a weapon in hand could be defeated at will, and their weapon to defeat the enemy was the endless undead sea tactics, these undead had no fear, no life, and charged fearlessly under the command of the commanders, when you were accidentally knocked down and killed by them, soon, you will reappear on the battlefield as a member of the undead scourge!

Having learned the lessons of last failure, it's clear that the Lich King is a lot more patient this time.

On the ice field in the center of Icecrown Glacier, a huge Icecrown fortress is built, this fortress is deeply suppressed by countless chains and hideous buildings, this huge fortress that was once built by the tribe to suppress the Lich King, now looks more like the lair of the Lich King Sugard, more than a dozen huge epic scourge bone dragons patrol the sky above the Icecrown Fortress, constantly flying by, vigilant to the surrounding airspace.

Beneath the Icecrown Fortress, countless flesh-wrenched abominations and able-bodied ghouls roamed, encircling the Icecrown Fortress like a tidal wave, as if it were going to contain not a single fly to fly in.

In the deepest part of the Icecrown Fortress, above the dome of the fortress, unlike the dimness and silence that can be seen everywhere in the Icecrown Fortress, this place is even brighter, a huge throne carved purely from the polar ice sits on the steps not far away, the ice inside emits a brilliant blue light, a skull that is constantly escaping dazzling blue light is embedded in the ice, and the ice blue soul fire in the eyes beats faintly.

And beneath the throne, not far below the steps, in a slightly dimer place, sat a figure