Dark green flames filled the hall, scorching the scourge bones that could be seen everywhere in the room.

And the resurrected undead could only endure the scorching flames of evil energy, like martyrs who had stepped over a wall of fire, rushing forward one after another to the terrible enemies in the center of the hall, but their actions were doomed to be in vain.

Gotik the Reaper stood by the parapet on the second floor of the hall, staring coldly at the smiling group of orc warlocks below.

"It's ridiculous that the famous Gul'dan has become the lackey of that Titan god... Join us, you want to master the power of the gods, the Scourge can grant you the secret of eternal life!"

Gul'dan immediately laughed hoarsely when he heard this, "At least I still have some vision and have chosen the Titan Gods... And you, Gotik, look at your own pathetic appearance, under the control of that Lich King, like a pathetic maggot without self-will. ”

Speaking of this, Gul'dan showed a look of sudden realization.

"Oh, yes, yes... I remember, that ridiculous Lich King, I heard that it is an orc soul, is it the Nao Zu of your timeline? My pathetic and pathetic shamanic teacher, that incompetent old shit, no matter what world he puts it in, is indeed an ignorant fool. ”

With that, Gul'dan waved the staff in his hand, and the two Doomsday guards behind him immediately joined the ranks of the orc warlocks in slaughtering the undead, and the old orc's other hand was raised towards Gotic, and a sharp claw composed entirely of rich evil energy roared towards it.

Gul'dan is a warlock, and many times people ignore his incomparably strong power and focus only on his cunning thoughts, which is actually wrong.

This old warlock, his strength is so strong, he can completely shake the elemental lord of the Draenor world head-on.

A dark gray shield of shadow death energy immediately appeared around Gotik, but then he realized that he had made a mistake, as Gul'dan was attacking the terrace he was on, not himself.

Gotic, who had fallen down the hall, patted the dust off his body and straightened the string of soul bells around his waist, and the bells suddenly made a crisp sound.

As a master of playing with and manipulating the soul, Gotik's skills are all about the spiritual aspect.

Gul'dan grinned disdainfully and snorted.

"Mental blows, you're really disappointing me, dead human... I've come here from thousands of miles away, not to admire your fragile little tricks, you don't know anything about true power. ”

As the words fell, a meteorite emitting violently fluctuating energy appeared out of thin air and smashed towards Gotic, which was the hand of Guldan, commonly known as the hand of the dog's egg, which can be described as the original version.

Although Gotik barely managed to block the blow, he then found himself surrounded.

The Hand of Gul'dan summoned a large group of evil imps and Cerberus at the same time, and left to begin the siege of Gotik in the center.

Immediately afterward, Gul'dan raised his skull-covered staff and pointed it at Gotik, and a chaotic arrow instantly condensed from the tip of the staff.

If this scene were to be seen by the adventurer warlocks, they would definitely strip Gul'dan and pester him with the technique of using the arrow of instant chaos.

Instantaneous Arrow of Chaos! And it's a continuous machine-gun type instantaneous, and it's unreasonable! It's not going to let people live!

Of course, as the ancestor of the warlock, he is proficient in the three systems of spells, so along with it, there is naturally a series of various curses, Gotik suddenly felt that his actions and thinking were much slower, and even the speed of mana condensation was suppressed by at least more than one-third, not to mention those hurtful curses such as corrosion and ghostly shadows, which destroyed Gotic's cold and stiff body at all times.

All in all, to condense it simply: under the first warlock, what kind of dog are you?

Gotik couldn't dodge it, and resisted several successive arrows of chaos, the shadow shield on his body shattered violently, and a large part of his chest was scorched black by the second arrow of chaos that followed.

The Reaper tried to fight back, and the spirit spikes rained down on Guldan's head, but the latter did not panic, and the wall of fire made of evil flames blocked all the attacks.

Gul'dan fought unhurriedly, with a kind of malice that slowly tormented people.

But Gotik was getting more and more anxious, the undead in the hall were about to be cleared, and when those evil orc warlocks freed their hands, he didn't think that Gul'dan would continue to play one-on-one duels with him in his heart.

At the same time, the plague zone.

Filthy Hilgai looked at Norse, the plaguebringer, who was hurrying towards him, with a puzzled expression.

"What's going on? How did you come to me? Did your lab get breached so quickly?"

North seemed to be running out of breath and waved his hand at Hilgai as he slowly approached.

"There are too many of them, the Spider Zone has completely fallen, and now they have hit my plague lab, so... ”

At this moment, the plaguebringer North suddenly pulled out a long dagger coated with the super-poisonous venom he had developed, and slammed it into Hilgai's heart.

"So... I think it should have been faster. ”

Hilgai gripped North's arm tightly, his eyes widened and he let out a low growl.

He couldn't understand how the plaguebringer North had suddenly rebelled without the slightest warning.

The plague venom instantly flowed through his body, quickly destroying everything in his body.

Even though Hilgai was already in the form of an undead, the plague venom was like sulfuric acid, rapidly corroding his body and spirit.

Hilgai's already stiff gray skin was now densely covered with pitch-black lines, and venom flowed in his already useless veins.

Finally, the filthy Hilgai fell to the ground, and the corpse made a corrosive sound of Zrazra.

Plaguebringer Nosnos exhaled a long breath, "Thankfully, I didn't think it would work." ”

The Alliance Expeditionary Force, Silver Dawn, and the Scarlet Vanguard immediately marched into the depths of the plague zone.

According to North's intelligence, the only threat to the entire plague area is a scourge fungus giant named Looseb.

The Black Queen, Farina, walked up to North with a smile on her face, raised her palm and gently stroked his face, who immediately smiled contentedly.

In fact, North knew very well in his heart that the black witch Farina did not love herself at all, and this cruel and cunning woman would not fall in love with anyone.

But North loved her very much, and it was because of the invitation of Farina, his sweetheart, that North joined the Cursed Sect.

North didn't have the slightest loyalty to the Lich King, and he was willing to become a plaguebringer just because he wanted to be with Farina.

The Black Witch was also very aware of North's feelings for her, but she immediately used this as a bargaining chip and a point of use.

And all you have to pay is a cheap smile and hypocritical warmth, so why not.

Feelings are completely useless waste for this witch, she only cares about herself.

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