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In the central square of Lordaeron, cheers came and went, and everyone was immersed in this atmosphere of celebration, and Terenus watched the song and dance performance with a smile on his face, and talked in a low voice with the ministers around him, unaware of the impending disaster.

"For your Majesty's advice, General Renaud Mograine has escorted the artifact here, and at the same time he has brought with him another treasure, which is said to have been presented to Your Majesty by Lord Odilica when he was leaving. ”

A waiter's voice rang out in the cacophony, forcibly pulling Terenus back from his conversation with a brown-haired lord.

"Oh!?"

The old king was shocked, and then, a mysterious smile gradually appeared on his face: "Lord Odrica, haha, let me guess, it must be some kind of magic prop he researched, or some kind of magic potion, his family is the best at tinkering with these things." ”

Terenus smiled and waved at the waiter, his voice faintly expectant, "Let General Renault bring the holy artifact, and of course, another treasure, bring it all with you." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

The waiter retreated.

In a few moments, the fully armored Renaud Mograini stepped onto the white jade steps, smiling and holding a gift box in his hand, and four silver knights carrying a rectangular white gift box behind him.

Seeing the visitor, Terenus laughed, and his already excited expression became even more red: "Fortunately, General Renaud Mograini, welcome to you." ”

The old king waved his hand, and then two attendants stepped forward to take the gift box in Renault's hand and placed it on the booth that had been prepared long ago.

At that moment, everyone, whether they were nobles or poor, focused their eyes on the small gift box, and everyone knew in their hearts that this boxy box contained the mysterious relics of Lordaeron that had been circulating for nearly twenty years.

However, at this time, the great general Alfred Abidis, who had been guarding Terenus, noticed another rectangular box—the length of that box was at least half a man's height, and it was evident from the fact that it required the combined efforts of four knights of the Silver Hand, and the contents of it were probably not light.

"What's in there? Renault?"

Abidis raised his eyebrows vigilantly, even though the other party was a talent he fancied, but at this moment, as His Majesty's bodyguard, it was his duty to do his best to check everything close to the king.

"Don't be so nervous, General Abydis. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Renaud Mograini laughed: "This is just an autumn gift from Lord Odilika to His Majesty the King on behalf of his family before Lord Odilica followed His Highness Arthas into battle. And as for what's inside, I'm sorry, I don't know. ”

Pouting, Renaud Mograini made a "what's my business" expression.

"Put away that expression, Abydis, it's a festive day. ”

Frowning, the old king scolded, and then when he looked at Renaud Mograini, Terenus put on a kind face again: "Your name is Renaud Mograini, your father Alexandros Mograini is my subordinate, but also my old friend, it is his honor to cultivate such an excellent successor as you." ”

"Now, then, please open it. ”

Renault sneered in his heart, but the smile on his face was more "sincere": "At your service, my majesty." ”

He clapped his hands, and a soldier stepped out from behind him, and under the eager gaze of everyone, the rectangular gift box placed on the ground was opened, revealing its contents.

A sword?!

To be precise, a beautifully crafted two-handed sword.

The shape of the entire sword body looks full of extreme temptation, the inscription on the blade is cold and deep, and the sheep's horn skeleton on the sword grid exudes a strange light, cold and mysterious, and its appearance makes the surrounding temperature plummet.

"It's... What kind of artifact is this?" the old king's eyes could not take his eyes off the sword, and he trembled and pointed at the magic sword in front of him.

"Frost Sorrow, that's its name. ”

A cold and terrifying voice rang out, and Abidis, who had always been highly concentrated, realized that it was not Renault who answered the question, but the soldier who was in charge of opening the gift box.

Terenus also sensed something wrong with the sound at this time, it didn't look like the sound of a living person at all, as if it came from the abyss, and as soon as it sounded, the energy in the surrounding space began to fluctuate violently.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!!!" Abidis yelled.

But as soon as the general drew his sword, he was blocked by another sharp sword light - a hideous Renault Mograini stepped in front of Abidis.

And at the same time, the mysterious soldier also moved...

"!!Shh

The magic sword, which needed four more cavalrymen to lift just now, was as light as a toy in the soldier's hand, and before the Old Kingdom could react at all, Frost Sorrow had pierced through his chest, and the black tip of the sword peeked out from behind his back.

The old king only felt his consciousness gradually blurred, a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, and his body quickly became cold.

"Whew!!"

Xue Huan pulled the magic sword out of Terenus's body, and as the old king's body gradually fell, the old soul appeared from the corpse, and was quickly sucked into the shining sword body.

"Your reign, so far... It's over!!"

Xue Huan picked up the blood-stained crown that had fallen to the ground, smiled disdainfully, and then shook it hard, and the hard gem crown slowly turned into iron slag in his hand and flew into the air with the wind.

At this moment, a terrible roar suddenly erupted from outside the city, like a ghost crying wolf, full of despair and sorrow, and when the ghoul with the first eye bulging and spitting viscous putret liquid in his mouth appeared in the square, panic and fear filled everyone's hearts for an instant.

But what made them even more desperate was that as time went on, the number of these monsters increased, and even the city guards, who had always been brave and good at fighting, panicked.

On the high platforms on both sides of the central square, those upper-class nobles and wealthy families were stunned!

Not only the assassinated king, but also the monsters that frantically poured into the city, such a scene was so sudden that there was not even the slightest warning!

The people who could sit on the high platforms on both sides were all some aristocratic figures with heads and faces, and some of them were not only good at some martial arts themselves, but also brought dozens of guards. But in the face of the overwhelming influx of undead creatures from all directions, these guards had no choice but to firmly guard their masters.

There are too many, too many undead creatures!

The soldiers in charge of policing couldn't stop the chaos, and most of them hadn't even seen these terrible creatures, let alone had the guts to face them.

Ghouls and zombies who haven't tasted fresh flesh for days are like hungry wolves sent into the sheepfold, their eyes glowing with a strange green light, constantly shuttling through the streets and alleys of Lordaeron, biting people when they see them, whether they are old or children, blood makes them more bloodthirsty, screaming makes them even more crazy.

Lose your marbles!!

It's all crazy!!!

What was once a festive festival turned into a slaughtering feast, with fruit on the table being knocked over and littered with blood, and the sake prepared for the autumn festival mixed with blood stained the sacred land.

The horror of the undead made some ordinary citizens lose their minds, and some of the elderly who came to watch the ceremony were even directly frightened to death on the ground, so they had to let the ghouls drag their bodies into dark corners.

The panicked citizens of Lordaeron began to frantically flee towards the outside of the city, but it was too late, under the instruction of Xue Huan, the four gates of the city-state of Lordaeron had already been firmly sealed, and this once vibrant city had now become a death cage, with terrible roars and shouts resounding in the sky above Lordaeron.

The living are wailing, the earth is trembling!!

Holding the blood-stained frost sorrow in his hand, Xue Huan looked at all this indifferently, a sinister smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then, he finally couldn't help it, and laughed madly.

"Hahahaha!!!"

He was intoxicated by the suffering of the living, and the howls of despair sounded as moving as heaven at this moment, and the sinners who had humiliated him and spit on him had been punished as gods who were about to establish a new order.

The hellish scene made the sky change color, and at that moment, a dull sound was heard from the distant horizon.

"Stop your sins, Lord of Darkness!!"

(End of chapter)