Perhaps the Lich King underestimated the power of the Holy Arathor Empire, or perhaps it was too confident in the power bestowed by the Great God and Demon Kil'Gardan, in the entire structure of the Scourge Undead Legion, except for himself who was a second-order mid-rank demigod, the remaining high-level undead were only Silver Hero-level at the highest, and there was no real Golden Legend-level commodity on the planet Azeroth.

If our great Lich King Neozu hadn't been entangled by the Holy Three Saints, the lack of a golden Legendary undead unit was not a weakness for the entire Scourge Legion.

After all, it was not difficult for an undead spellcaster demigod to create more than a plural number of gold-level undead as long as he paid a sufficient price.

However, at the moment when Nao Zu was entangled by the Three Saints and couldn't move, the Cataclysmic Undead Legion, which did not have gold-level high-end power, finally showed a unimaginable decline in the face of the human imperial army with several golden legend-level powerhouses!

A cannon fodder undead who had just barely gathered tens of thousands of chaotic cannon fodder undead around him, trying to reorganize the offensive order of the undead army, the stiff skeletal face of the black-robed great lich at the peak of the silver hero level, trembled with the thick gray-black death magic like a humanized fear.

Now, with its arms held high, the massive necromantic power formed a huge shield flashing with evil aura under its will, fiercely confronting the thousands of divine beams shot out by the soldiers of the Bright Pegasus Legion that swooped in the sky.

"Your Majesty, the Great Lich King, will not let you go······"

Finally resisted a round of divine blows falling from the sky in the sky, and the great lich who breathed a sigh of relief in his heart was about to release a cruel word.

But it's a pity that this high-level undead has obviously not had time to finish his last cruel words.

"Boom!"

"Brush!"

After it was hit by the divine beam, it was followed by a powerful and powerful sound, with a huge sound unique to the speed of sound, and the white-gold judgment holy light brought by the holy light slash tens of meters long was drowned, and it didn't even have time to scream, and it was purified into a pile of ashes with residual holy power in an instant, scattered on the land of the battlefield.

In the sky, the soldiers of the Bright Pegasus Legion, lined up in a neat phalanx, spread out from the middle, and Emperor Cullen, who was wearing divine armor and had a serious face, silently inserted the sword of the Angel of Power in his hand into the sword box behind him with his backhand, and flew out from the center of the phalanx.

"Your Majesty, the high-level undead creatures have been completely cleared!"

"The army of the Empire is overwhelming!"

In his mind, the passionate voice of the Holy Count Andre came through the spiritual network, making the second emperor in the history of Azeroth, in the sky, once again calmly gaze at the entire battlefield below.

"God and Jehovah are protecting us!"

"The Holy Prophet Messiah guides us to victory!"

"Hallelujah!"

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The fanatical and sacred slogans resounded throughout the battlefield, and all the soldiers of the Holy Arathor Empire's Legion of Light held high the weapons in their hands, constantly firing the divine beams in their hands, and struggling to eliminate the undead who could find them, completely falling into chaos and even cannibalism on every battlefield after losing the command and suppression of the high-level undead.

Dressed in solid armor and holding high the spear of light, with the aura power of the Holy Warrior who led the charge and the holy art of the Glory Priest in the rear, these Imperial warriors were shining with the torch-like divine light power all over their bodies, as if a round was devouring darkness and was about to break dawn and release the immeasurable light of the rising sun!

Even if the number of natural disasters is still huge and vast, it is like the seemingly endless darkness of the dawn, destined to be shattered by the divine light of the rising sun······

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Nao Zu, the eternal ice crystal, roared angrily and unwillingly in his heart, and endless gray-black necromantic power emerged from the layer of ice crystals outside its body, constantly hitting the divine pillar of light that trapped it around it through heaven and earth.

As a powerful undead transformed by the great god and demon Kilgardan himself, in the inheritance memory given to it by the Burning Legion, the divine power that is so powerful that it can even trap the demigod-level undead has never appeared in the strategy intelligence of the planet Azeroth.

"Damn, where did these abominable natives come from with such powerful divine power?"

It's no wonder that our Lich King is so angry, at this time, although Nao Zu is trapped in the sacred pillar of light emitted by the Three Sacred Weapons, but in its spiritual sea, the soul thread that represents the existence of the high-level undead who surrendered to the existence of the high-level undead under its throne, has begun to collapse one after another!

This undoubtedly conveys bad news to it, the Scourge Legion that the outside world is at war with humanity is already collapsing at a speed that it cannot imagine!

Seeing that in the spiritual sea, the soul thread of the three-digit high-level undead was already in the blink of an eye, and there were less than ten of it left on the glacier continent, even with the strength of the former orc great shaman of Nao Zu, who appeared as the king of the lich, thinking of the extremely terrifying soul punishment of Kil'Gardan, which had been experienced in the inheritance memory if the invasion of Azeroth failed, his heart couldn't help but feel anxious.

Nao Zu glanced at the still thick and solid pillar of divine light around him again, and the eyes in the ice crystals suddenly froze, and the eyes that had originally emitted to the outside world, guarding its body like a black mist, against the undead magic of the divine power, and suddenly retracted into its own eternal ice crystals.

Surrounded by divine power, Nao Zu had no way to cast those powerful evil spells that needed to be prepared for a long time in advance, but that didn't mean that it didn't have the means to turn the tables!

As one of the top echelons of the Burning Legion, the Lich King personally promoted by the Great Demon God Kilgardan, Nao Zu decisively decided to use one of his ultimate hole cards!

"O deceiver of all fears, destroyer of the world of annihilation!"

"Thou shalt not disobey thy will!"

"Your words and deeds will bring all things to ruin!"

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In the private space bag in Naozu's robe, tens of thousands of high-level soul crystals that were originally planned to be used to resurrect the top casters of the dead High Elf Clan in Silvermoon City were forcibly sacrificed at an unimaginable speed along with the words of the Lich King, and quickly volatilized and melted into a chaotic and evil force.

The eternal ice crystal that enveloped Nao Zu also seemed to be attracted by this force, and the ice crystal above its head quietly disappeared into a large chunk, turning into invisible energy, fused with the evil power sacrificed by the Lich King.

Followed by.

"Bump!" "Click!" "Click!"

A shattering sound that could be clearly heard by mortal ears, accompanied by the surging spatial power and dense void cracks that appeared one after another, appeared above Naozu's head.

In the sky, the dark canopy that had been dispersed by the Legion of Light's divine power reappeared as if going back in time, obscuring the dazzling light of Hengri!

"Humble servant of the Legion, O Naozu!"

"You're calling me?"

A majestic, supreme voice emerged from the crack in the space, and the dark green and extremely thick evil energy erupted from the crack unstoppably, shattering the divine power that surrounded the Lich King in a very short time·······