If there is anyone in this world who cannot be offended, then there are several people who must probably be at the forefront.

Old woman, old ruffian, and ...... Anxious to be a matchmaker's cunzài.

Unfortunately, all of Amenar's remaining attributes are available except for the middle one, and there is an additional label of an old virgin, which makes the lich's combat power increase exponentially.

It was only after a stormy baptism of preaching that Rudd and Tyran were able to escape from the lich's unfinished eyes—and not because of the latter themselves.

"What's that?"

At the same moment, players and NPCs on this road let out the same exclamation, turning their gaze to the southeast side of the land.

Even from a distant location like the Eastern Plague Lands, you can still see that in the distance between the southern mountains, there are vague red-black clouds appearing, and the lightning on the winding above can be clearly seen even from hundreds of miles away.

"The Dark Gate...... Have fun, you guys. ”

Relying on the recoil brought by the concussion of the magic force, Amenar hovered dozens of yards above the ground and looked at the strange celestial phenomenon from afar, making a sound that did not know whether it was disdainful or solemn.

"What the hell is going on over there, Amenar?"

Even from just a few words, Lu De could feel that the lich might have a very clear answer to the changes in this land.

And perhaps not trivial.

"It's not too shocking."

The lich who slowly fell back to the ground let out a cold breath, and the soul flame in his eyes was uncertain.

"Judging by the fluctuations of magic. It seems that there is something unusual about the Dark Gate...... If I'm not mistaken, someone reopened the seal to the Alien Plane. ”

"How could that not be a shocking thing!"

Tyran's face flushed, and the hammer in his hand swept in an arc, nearly knocking a nearby horse stake to the ground.

Facing the imposing paladin, Amenar's withered fingertips lightly clicked, and Tyran's forehead was wrapped in a ring of ice similar to a forehead guard.

"Don't get so excited, little one. To us spellcasters, the Dark Gate is just a larger, longer-lasting long-range portal...... Since the battle that shattered the continent 10,000 years ago, this kind of large portal has never disappeared in history for long. It's just that people are afraid. They're all going to have different names, that's all. ”

The lich's tone was very casual, as if he were talking about what he had for dinner.

"And until then, there are more intuitive questions around us -- look there."

With the frost energy that Amenar swept out as a guide. Through the reddish-brown clouds shrouded in the sky. Everyone finally saw the origin of this sentence.

From the time it was discovered, it had stayed in the untouched Necropolis above the Eastern Plaguelands. The Floating Fortress Naxxramas began to slowly move in the direction of Stratholme.

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It's no small thing that the Scourge Legion has changed.

Considering the large number of undead in Stratholm that have not yet been eradicated, as well as Kel'thugad in the Necropolis. It's easy to imagine what will happen if there is a spark of love between the two.

Adding fuel to the fire was the reaction of the Dark Gate.

As we all know, it was from this seemingly abandoned building that the orcs invaded the world beneath their feet, bringing blood and death to the entire continent during the four years of terror.

Although orc girls are loved by the upper nobles for training because of their variety and variety, well, this has nothing to do with the state of the entire race.

After all, a large part of these nobles did not have to fight in battle, and their hatred for orcs was at most limited to the psychological state of "these souls have reduced our welfare".

But for those who have actually been involved in a lot of fighting, it may not be good news.

"Don't be nervous, you guys."

Amenar's sneering words drew the eyes of the Crusaders and Silver Hand warriors around him.

Even if the lich was far superior to them, these soldiers instinctively smelled the hidden smell of being despised shì.

"If Kel'thugad's desire was to attack us, he would have rushed over with the skeletons and stitched beasts. As for turning to Stratholme as it is now, the only plausible explanation is ...... This guy with a rusty head is scared. ”

"Huh?"

"What?"

"This ......"

The sound of eyeballs falling out of the ground sounded in all directions.

But in all fairness, Yamenar's statement is not too much.

When Rudd put himself in Kelsegad's place and thought about it for a while, he realized that it seemed that the nerves of the Scourge Lich himself were quite large.

Consecration at the Ember Bringer...... In other words, after activation, Naxxramas, who had lost the protection of the Plague Cloud, was already red and exposed to everyone's vision, and also lost the privilege of Blackebon Fortress as a companion ship.

Similarly, with Tirio's reorganization of the Knights of the Silver Hand and the support of both Lianmeng and the Horde, the forces of the Plaguelands have been gradually unified, and there is a faint sign of encirclement of Naxxramas - if it weren't for the lack of anti-air ability, and the fear of the large number of gargoyles carried by Naxxramas, it is estimated that Kel'thugad would not have been able to live much in peace on it.

With the accident of the Cursed Lands, Kel'thugad is finally going to start his own plan of action while Lianmeng and the Horde are attracted away.

Once Naxxramas reaches Stratholme, with the Lich's domination and the large number of Scourge undead left in it, the threat can be more than one plus one equals two.

The simplest and most immediate consequence is that the Scarlet Crusaders now stationed in Stratholme will be forced to evacuate, perhaps abandoning the nearest Sickwood watchtower.

"If my guess is correct, even if Kel'thugad reaches Stratholme, he will not stay there for long. That timid fellow, I'm afraid now thinking about how to return to the shelter of the Far North, hehehe......"

Several arrows of ice that Amenar threw ventedly pierced the air, exploding hundreds of yards above the ground into uncontrollable clouds of frost.

"But we can't take any chances."

Tyran's face was very solemn.

"I'm going to report to my father and ask him to discuss how to set up targeted policy ......."

"Don't forget old Mograini."

Lu De patted the paladin on the shoulder.

"After all, of all the people here, I'm afraid that guy is the only one who knows the most about the situation of Naxxramas - who told someone to live in it?"

“…… Yes, Lither was right. ”

Being reminded by Lu De like this, Tailan's face suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

When it comes to familiarity with Naxxramas, no one could possibly be more familiar than the former Ember Messenger!

The so-called inner ghost, of course, can only play an effective role at a critical moment!

"It's a pity, Anjie, it looks like your expected trip to Stratholme has had to be postponed."

"Wow hoo...... It seems that Anjie's luck is not very good...... Then I'm here waiting for you to come back! ”

In this way, Her Royal Highness the princess took the initiative to throw herself in the area that Tirio was in charge of.

――――

Leaving aside the reactions of the Plaguelands and the major cities that quickly got the news.

If anyone were in the Cursed Land right now, they would find that the scene in the middle of this barren maroon land has become almost hell.

The Dark Gate, which had been erected alone in the southern part of the area, was nothing more than a large ornamental structure, but now, red and blazing white lightning bolts flowed above the doorframe, escaping and flying, introducing dense black clouds in the sky, and once again turning into a raging chain of thunder and smashing the surface of the desolate wilderness into craters on the moon, and the fledgling lizards and ogres were reduced to ashes at the same time.

However, in the midst of this violent energy and flames, a tall and burly figure stood in front of the Dark Gate, the giant sword in his hand standing still in the roar of lightning.

"Legion, it's been too long......"

"Now, I've finally succeeded in cracking the energy ...... left behind by that stupid mage."

"Soon, the door connecting death and destruction will be reopened, and this time, no one will be able to close it again!"

"Weak race, prepare to accept the wrath of the Legion!"

The direction that the blade was pointing in was the two strongholds in the Cursed Lands that could no longer be called a road connection.

The Watchtower, and the relative ...... Hammer Fortress. (To be continued......)