Maris Farm is a small farm with only a few thousand inhabitants, located close to Talon County and only half a day's walk north of the city of Stratholme.

Before the fall, Xue Huan had passed by the small farm with his mercenary team to escort Miss Lucy to Lordaeron, and the neighborhood was a place full of memories, though not very pleasant.

But when the army of the undead led by Xue Huan arrived at the farm, he was greeted only by empty houses and long-emptied barns.

"Hehe, it looks like those paladins have been prepared for a long time. ”

Xue Huan, who was riding on a skeleton war horse, smiled, at this time he had already removed the disguise of the transformation potion, and changed back to the silver-haired, hideous appearance, and changed back to a death armor Xue Huan looked evil and awe-inspiring, with a trademark sneer on his face.

It is worth noting the skeletal war horse under his crotch.

Its entire body was covered in steel armor made of Saron Evil Iron, its demonic horns stretched forward, its limbs surging with evil flames, its eyes flashing with an unknown ghostly light, its nose gasping for breath, and with each frantic twist it rose a black flame on the ground, like a ferocious beast of antiquity.

After the capture of Lordaeron, Xue Huan named him "Trothus", which means "Child of Eternal Darkness", on the recommendation of his staff member Kel'thugad, who resurrected him using dark magic.

Patting the head of the war horse under his crotch, Xue Huan looked at his dark creation with satisfaction, and Trothas also raised his head, rubbing his head on the Death Knight's hand armor kindly.

He was also followed by about 100,000 ghouls and zombies, most of them were dead people who died in the destruction of Lordaeron, if it weren't for the limited dark power in his body, Xue Huan was eager to transform all those corpses into dark zombies, then his army would have broken through the million mark in an instant.

But he also knew it was impossible...

The price of resurrecting a ghoul is not high, but to resurrect hundreds of thousands, or even millions, is an exaggeration. Even this mere army of nearly 100,000 undead was built in two days with the help of Treed and his nearly 1,500 necromancers.

For such results, Xue Huan is already very satisfied.

After destroying Lordaeron and conquering all the human cities around the Tirisfard Glade, he marched eastward, past Death's favored Andorhar to Mares' Farm.

His goal was clear, and the cold voice coming from the frost grief reminded him of his mission at all times.

"Travel to the homeland of the High Elves and use the energy of the Well of the Sun there to resurrect the Great Lich Kel'thugad, who will be your right-hand man to help you summon eternal darkness!!"

That's right, Xue Huan clearly remembered what the Lich King said!

However, before arriving at Quel'Thalas, he had to pass through the jurisdiction of Stratholme, where a large number of paladins had gathered, according to the Undead Scouts, who had used the time they had cleared the Tirisfal Glade to move all the citizens of the surrounding towns to Stratholme and the Chapel of Light's Wish, shrinking their defenses.

Xue Huan pulled out the frost sorrow behind him and rubbed it gently.

It was not difficult for him to imagine how well prepared the paladins were to resist his own ons—heavily armed paladins, pious priests, or tens of thousands of good warriors?

But no matter how they struggled, facing their own army of the undead, it was all just a passing moment.

With a smiling smile, he looked back at the mighty army behind him - a sea of corpses composed of ghouls, zombies and skeleton warriors, winding thousands of meters like a long black dragon, with no end in sight, Xue Huan couldn't imagine what a terrifying picture it would be if he allowed these nearly 100,000 crazy undead creatures to bite, trample, and destroy.

Among them were nearly twenty abominations crafted by Treed and his necromancers, with their stomachs shyly ripped out of a bloody hole, their intestines and pus running all over the floor, and a blood-stained kitchen knife in their hands.

Xue Huan believed that if these massive abominations were thrown out to attack the walls of Stratholme, he would be pleasantly surprised by the effect.

Under the dim sky, Xue Huan stared at the army of the undead like a black tide with gray eyes.

Since the fall of Lordaeron, his army of darkness has multiplied, with no thoughts, no mercy, only greedy demands, and loyal execution of their killing orders.

And with the gradual variety of corpses resurrected by the necromancers, the nearly 100,000 undead troops are no longer single, in addition to the 70,000 or so lowest-level ghouls and zombies, there are also nearly 10,000 skeleton shooters, 10,000 skeleton warriors, more than 20 bloated abominations, and nearly 2,000 necromancers from psychic colleges.

What a spectacular scene, what a huge scale!!

If it weren't for the progress of the mission, fearing that the back road would be outflanked, Xue Huan ordered Renaud Mograini to lead nearly 10,000 undead soldiers to the Hearthvale and feign an attack on Tirio Fordin, this terrifying number would have been even greater.

Speaking of Renaud Mograini, Xue Huan's heart moved, and he thought of another person...

He rode Trothas over a sea of corpses to a simple wooden prisoner's cart.

"Open the cage and let her out!!"

With a cold order, the two corpse soldiers dressed in Lordaeron costumes nodded their heads, took out the key and opened the wooden cage, which contained a ragged woman.

Galia may never have imagined that she would become like this, after being ruthlessly killed in the basement, the frenzied Xue Huan used dark energy to pull her out of the serenity of death.

"I turned you into a banshee, you little goblin who always likes to disobey me and loves to cause trouble, will always serve me in the future!"

It was the last thing she heard before she died, accompanied by a rebellious laugh, and then, when the former princess Lordaeron woke up again, the sight before her had lost its color, and was made up of only black, white, and gray.

"No !!"

With indescribable fear, Galia grabbed a handful of hair and put it in front of her eyes, her once supple hair had become rough and dry, and its color had changed from a beautiful brown to a lifeless cold bone white.

For the next few days, she was forcibly placed in a prison van, with no living people around, and she was guarded by green-eyed, hateful-looking corpse soldiers, which made Galya, who had never seen these creatures before, almost faint.

Galia didn't know where she was, let alone where she was going to be escorted, and she didn't even feel a trace of hunger after not eating or drinking for days, maybe that's what the guy said... Banshee.

Where is his father, and where are his brothers and sisters?

The cold cage was opened, and after two full days of captivity, Galia was rudely dragged out and slammed to the ground.

In a world full of undead creatures, she is like a princess in a herd of beasts, weak and helpless.

As a once noble and cold princess, Galia has always been a treasure held in the palm of her hand, and she has never suffered such inhuman treatment, but this is not the most terrifying, because the next moment, a pair of extremely cold gray eyes appeared in front of her.

"What a pitiful girl, what a beautiful creation, how is it? Do you like this body?" Xue Huan lowered his body and pinched Garia's delicate chin with a strong and powerful hand, forcing the latter to look at him.

This pose is ambiguous to the extreme.

Hiss!!

It hurts...

Although Galia was struggling to resist, but to no avail, the huge difference in strength made her unable to get rid of Xue Huan's clamp at all, at this time, she suddenly remembered her cold voice before she died,

"You will always serve me in the future..."

Serving this nightmare-like fellow?

From her distorted features and rotten face, Galia couldn't tell the true identity of the person in front of her, but in the face of him, an indescribable fear filled her heart, making her feel terrified and resisted from the depths of her soul.

"No!!"

Galia's crimson eyes were filled with disgust, and her voice was empty and eerie, "I will never serve you, damn butcher!!"

"Really, it's good!!"

Hearing this, Xue Huan laughed awkwardly, and with a hard flick, Galya's head was tilted to the other side.

But this is not the end, in Galya's frightened eyes, Xue Huan moved her dry fingers, and then, a sharp pain instantly captured her brain.

"Ahh

Galia clutched her head and screamed and rolled on the dirty ground, revealing more faint spring light as she writhed.

But Xue Huan didn't have the leisure to appreciate these things, he looked at the painful Galya with ruthless cold eyes, and a pleasure called "revenge" rose from the bottom of his heart.

It's a wonderful feeling...

A minute later, when Xue Huan also slowly withdrew his strength, the heart-rending screams finally gradually stopped, and Galia, who had long messy hair and was twitching all over, realized the situation she was in.

She realized with grief and pain that she was like a lamb in the face of this guy's powerful power, powerless.

She's just his tool, just like the rotting zombies, the green ghouls, and the pale rancid abominations...

Realizing this, what little pride Galia had in her heart was gradually replaced by fear—there was no way she could disobey him, at least not yet.

"Actually, I don't want to do that, but you're so bad. ”

Xue Huan slowly squatted in front of Galiya, gently brushing the latter's trivial hair with his hand, and his tone was soft, as if a man was facing his lover, "Hmm... I guess you know what to do by now, little ghost. ”

Galia clutched the corner of her luxurious dress, and after struggling inwardly for a few seconds, she finally spat out a few words from her mouth: "Lord... The hosts..."

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but Xue Huan, who had an unusually sensitive ear, heard it and let out a hearty laugh.

Xue Huan was very satisfied with Galya's performance, the feeling of conquering a woman was more pleasant than torturing her, and just as he was about to withdraw from it with satisfaction, Galiya, who was propped up on the ground, suddenly became entangled.

As a pampered aristocratic princess, Galia's figure is extremely hot, with a waist and a delicate face, even if she has become a banshee, she still can't stop the feminine charm she exudes.

Writhing like a water snake in Xue Huan's arms, Galia blinked like a docile kitten lying in her master's arms.

She had hated her daughter because she would not be able to share her father's worries, but Galia did not expect that one day she would use this advantage to achieve her own ends.

But at the same time, a chill rose from the bottom of her heart...

She has always been calm and wise, and she never disdains even some men who adore her, let alone please a man in such a disgusting way.

This guy was the first, and she swore she would be the last too!

Feeling the well-behaved and clever appearance of the woman in his arms, Xue Huan was a little difficult to control for a while, is this still the mature and steady, scheming Galia Minahir?

Such a well-behaved and lovely appearance... is clearly a little woman waiting for her husband's willful arrival.

A nameless, most primitive desire from men gradually took over his mind...

And at this time, a dry and cold voice suddenly sounded in the bottom of his heart, it was Kel'thugad!!

"Ahem... I'm so sorry my host, I don't want to disturb you... Interest... But I'd like to discuss with you some of the secrets of Lord Naozu..."

Xue Huan was startled, and that desire quickly dissipated, and he took the opportunity to quickly push away Galya who was wrapped in his arms.

"Lock her up and never let her out without my permission. ”

This woman...

It's like poison...

In Galya's "complaining" eyes, Xue Huan turned over and rode on Trothas and left without looking back.

"Kel'thugad, do you have anything to say, is it about the Lich King?"

Returning to the forefront of the entire sea of the undead, Xue Huan forcibly suppressed the desire provoked by Galiya, waved his hand and ordered the entire army to continue marching, while he reconnected his spiritual power to the spiritual realm, trying to establish contact with Kel'thugad.

"Yes, my master, this secret is not just about the Lich King, but also about the sorrow of the magic sword in your hand. The Great Lich's dry voice rang out again.

"Oh!?"

Pulling out the frost sorrow behind him, a cold and evil aura suddenly overflowed, and Xue Huan carefully looked at this magic sword that was exquisitely made, like a work of art.

He had to admit that the "secret" in Kel'thugad's mouth succeeded in provoking his curiosity...

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※ Blood Prison Baron ※ There are still more than 4000 words in this chapter, but this is the last single update of Lao K, and from tomorrow I will try to control the number of words in each chapter to restore the double change

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