Eastern Kingdom Continent, Lordaeron Region.

The Dreadlord Titodios, who was originally responsible for spying on the Lich King on the continent of Northrend, found Arthas at this moment, and he came to deliver the Lich King's message: resurrect Kel'thugad.

The prince will dig up Kel'thugad's body and take him to the Well of the Sun, the sacred site of the High Elves of Quel'Thalas, where Kel'thugad will be resurrected as a powerful lich.

Arthas is now under the complete control of Frostmourn, and he is absolutely obedient to the orders of the Lich King Neozu.

So, the most powerful death knight, Arthas, rode his invincible horse and led the huge army of the undead on a journey to resurrect Kel'thugad.

Kel'thugad's body was buried on the outskirts of the city of Andorhar, which is now known as the Western Plaguelands.

An endless army of the undead engulfed the city like a tsunami, and three fellow paladins of the former Silver Hand died at Arthas's rune sword.

In an inconspicuous grave outside the city, Alsace exhumed the body of Kel'thugad.

Just as he was about to leave and make his next move, he suddenly felt that the number of undead under his command was rapidly decreasing, and he fell silent.

The Andohar Chamber is in dilapidation at the moment.

A human mage and a dwarven warrior are struggling to resist wave after wave of undead attacks.

"Cesaris, you're going to die here today, it's my fault. Oscar wielded the Dust Messenger in his hand and slashed at a rancid ghoul that rushed in front of him.

The human mage known as Sisaris laughed a few times when he heard this, then raised his staff and unleashed an arcane barrage that blew the zombie hordes that poured in through the doorway to a ground of shredded flesh.

"I am the son of the High Lord of the Ashes, Mograini, and though I am not a paladin, the glory of my father lives on in my heart, and it is the highest honor to die in the war against evil!

Oscar's two-person team was originally in the Western Plaguelands to complete the bounty mission, but the disaster happened so quickly that people were caught off guard.

By the time he reacted, the huge Lordaeron had already fallen apart and turned into a place of death where the army of the undead was rampant, and it was completely difficult to break out of the encirclement and go to the south of the continent.

At this time, the two of them saw a death knight riding a giant black armored war horse slowly approaching in the distance through the broken wall.

"Alsace ... This bastard bastard who grew up eating sheep shit. Oscar said through gritted teeth, staring at the Death Knight with hatred.

The prince also looked coldly at the duo who were desperately resisting, and then he waved the frost sorrow in his hand, and the massive flesh giant behind him rushed towards him with a roar.

Cesaris calmly watched the flesh giant's tidal wave of ghouls get closer and closer, and was silent for a moment.

"Oscar, I'm going first, my adventure, it seems that today is officially over, it's a pleasure to meet you, thank you very much for taking care of me, goodbye. ”

With that, the human mage floated on the spot, and the arcane energy in his body began to flow extremely unsteadily, exuding violent energy fluctuations all over his body.

This is a suicide skill he learned in Sulama at the time, which was passed down from the Well of Eternity: the Arcane Explosion.

"I'm the son of Mograini! The noble blood of the Great Lord of Ashes runs through me!Let's go to hell together, Arthas!"

Like an arcane bomb, Sisaris shimmered with a furious glow of purple energy, and rushed towards the army of the undead like a cannonball.

Rumble!!!

A violent explosion sounded, and the purple arcane energy directly wiped out one-third of the city of Andohar to the ground, and completely arcane crystallized the surrounding earth, and even the natural plague could not continue to pollute the land that had undergone qualitative changes.

Arthas raised Frost Sorrow, a shield of ice-blue energy that fended off the final blow of Cesaris' self-detonation nature.

The army of the undead accompanying him suffered heavy losses, especially the rare flesh giants, all of which had been blown into countless pieces of minced flesh.

Oscar quietly watched everything that was happening in front of him, and the usual casualness and laughter were completely gone.

The dwarf closed his eyes and tightened his grip on the Dust Bringer.

Then, he turned and stabbed the black goat mount that had been with him for a long time, and then let out a venting cry, raising the long dagger of the Dust Bringer, killing Mr. Fat Worm, the armored battle maggot that had been with him for a long time.

Finally, the dwarve's eyes calmly watched as the remnants of the army of the undead poured towards him.

Then come on, Lao Tzu will fight until the last moment.

The Dust Messenger quickly flipped up and down in his hands, accompanied by an energy sandstorm that picked up piles of minced flesh and limbs.

"I... It's Oscar. "The dwarf decapitated the head of a ghoul.

"I... It is a large landowner of the fire color. "His back was a blur of flesh from another ghoul's scratch.

Oscar retreated to the deepest part of the ruined hall, gasping for air on his knees.

"I... is a dwarven adventurer... I... Never look down!"

With the last of their strength, the dwarves rushed towards the horde of ghouls, and a dozen more ghouls died under the dagger blades of the Dust Bringer.

Suddenly, he jerked, and a ghoul's claw pierced his chest.

The dust messenger fell to the ground with a thud.

Oscar fell to the floor, and at this moment, the dwarf remembered the majestic snow-capped mountains of his hometown of Danmoro, the thunder ale in the cold stone inn, and the great forge that never burned out in the ironforge castle.

That's really nostalgic... How long has it been since you returned home?

The dwarf remembered his own adventure, which was a little aggrieved, a little magical, and a little great.

"It's over ... ”

"I'm Oscar of Ironforge... Father... Never look down ... ”

Arthas walked in, calmly looking at the corpse of the dwarf on the floor, the dwarven warrior and the human mage who had been reduced to ashes, inflicting the first wounding loss on the Scourge Legion.

But it doesn't matter, it's all worth it, because the Scourge will never be destroyed, but will get stronger and stronger.

The prince held up Frostmourn in his hand and pointed to the dwarven corpse.

"Rise up, get back up, Death Knight of the Frozen Land, and serve your new master. ”

Ice-blue energy light poured into Oscar's body, and the dwarf's body immediately shook violently.

Subsequently...

Oscar snapped open his eyes, and it was an ice-blue glow.

The Scourge Legion has one more Dwarven Death Knight.

"Don't grieve for me, I never left. ”

"I am the cold wind of Dan Morrow, howling in the towering mountains. ”

"Maybe the quiet moonlight didn't bring me merciful salvation, but I still survived with strength and was not afraid to move forward. ”

"I'm not a strong person, but I'm practicing my journey with my own modest strength. ”

The dwarven death knight is silent, with a grimaceous coldness and ruthlessness on his face, and he will serve the Lich King.

But deep down, the sound of the hammer of the Great Forge of Ironforge was bombarding down again and again, shaking the spirit of the dwarves.

I am the fire, and I will not succumb to the ice.