Chapter 223: Banazal's Conspiracy

"Hehe, congratulations master! Uther's soul is extremely pure and of high quality, and when you absorb it into Frostmourn, the soul power of this magic sword will be even greater, and it may not be long before you will break the second seal of Frostsorrow!"

Xue Huan inserted the frost sorrow in his hand back and ordered the remaining undead troops to start gathering, and the cold and dry voice of Kel'thugad was heard in the sea of knowledge.

After absorbing Uther's lord-level soul power, he noticed that the second rune of Frostmourn shone with a faint cold light, which was a precursor to unlocking the power of the seal.

Habitually injecting spiritual power into the magic sword, Xue Huan was surprised to find that the power that originally needed a thousand pure souls to be able to be unlocked now only needed three hundred.

According to the standard of killing an ordinary first-order warrior, one soul power will be injected into Frostmourn, and this time, just absorbing the souls of the two paladins Uther and Gavin Rad has increased the number of souls by more than seven hundred.

From this point of view, he didn't just slaughter those low-level miscellaneous soldiers, only by destroying those fifth-order or above guys, he could unlock all the sealing power of this one.

This difficult battle also made Xue Huan realize his weakness, if it wasn't for luck this time, he might have been wiped out by the power of the Holy Light of Uther and the others.

In the face of the follow-up thwarting of his plans, he needs more dark forces, more corpses, more troops!!

Thinking of this, Xue Huan summoned a ghoul, put his right hand on the top of its green head, and a bright red power was forcibly poured into it, and the next second, the ghoul burst open with a wail, blood and flesh splattered, and Xue Huan groaned, the burned skin on his neck was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Watching the ghoul turn into a cloud of blood mist, Xue Huan smiled indifferently, and then set his eyes on the hideous "paladin" in front of him.

"You can show your true colors. ”

Hearing this, "Da Suohan" suddenly laughed dryly, and in Xue Huan's incredulous gaze, a layer of purple dark energy shrouded the paladin, and he himself gradually revealed his true face in this dark energy.

The winding and rugged horns, the gloomy eyes glowing green, the finely broken fangs, the sharp ghost hands, the skeletal armor adorned with nails, and a pair of huge bat wings covering the clouds and the sun, accompanied by the phantom shadows of bats and skeletons surging around it.

Looking at this "big bat" with cold eyes, Xue Huan tilted his head and searched hard in his memory, he seemed to have met a guy who seemed to be familiar with this demon lord.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration and a familiar name popped into my mind.

Marganis, the demon lords he encountered during his assault on Utgard Castle, claimed to be the Dreadlord, from the Twisted Void, who were known for their ability to lure people into the Devil's Path through intimidation or deception, and to make them fratricidal.

The appearance of this Dreadlord is roughly the same as his original Marganis, the only difference may be that Malganis's skin is light purple, while the skin of this Dreadlord is dark red, which looks more hideous and terrifying.

What is the purpose of these guys' here, and why is it possessed by Dassaultham's body?

All kinds of questions lingered in Xue Huan's mind, but before he could speak, the Dreaddemon King laughed fiercely, "Hehe, these paladins are really vulnerable. And you... It is also a humble ant. ”

"You!"

The Undisguised Snort and Arrogance of the Dreaddemon King made Xue Huan a little annoyed, and he narrowed his eyes and used a lot of effort to barely suppress this anger.

"Who are you, and what is the relationship between that Malganis guy and you?"

When he said this, Xue Huan had already silently stretched out his hand to the Frost Grief behind him, no matter who this guy was, anyone who dared to disobey and obstruct his plan had only one way to die, and the Dread Demon King was no exception.

There was already too much blood and sin on his hands, so what if there was one more?

But what Xue Huan didn't expect was that after the initial saber rattling, the Dreaded Demon King actually grinned with his black lips.

"Banazal, my name. ”

It was a very brief introduction to himself, but it made Xue Huan put away his killing intent, although he didn't mind going to the trouble of killing this arrogant and stupid Dreaddemon King, but he knew better in his heart that it would be much more difficult to use a person than to kill a person.

Judging from the fact that this guy can help him kill Uther, they are still in an "alliance" relationship of mutual use at this time, even if Uther has been killed, but the remaining Silver Hand Knights have not been completely wiped out, maybe keeping this guy will still have his use value.

Wouldn't it be better to kill this disgusting creature after everything has been put to good use?

Thinking of this, a grim smile appeared on the corner of Xue Huan's mouth, and while he tried his best to restrain the twitching corners of his mouth to prevent himself from laughing, he said in the calmest tone possible: "Banazal? It's an honor to meet you, but those stupid paladins don't seem to have been completely eliminated, maybe in the east, there are still their remaining bases." ”

"Hehe, you don't need to remind me of that, little one!"

Banazar stared at Xue Huan with his glowing green magic eyes, as if he could penetrate the latter's thoughts, the Dreaddemon King smiled abruptly, scratched his chin with sharp ghost claws, and said in a cold tone, "Don't think I don't know your dirty thoughts, and your stupid master's plans, you'd better try to do your part, don't try to cross the bottom line with your stupid bad ideas, otherwise..."

The Dreadlord's hideous expression replaced the grim voice.

Ignoring Xue Huan's embarrassed expression, Banazar turned into Da Sohan again, and then, the Dreaddemon King stretched out his sharp ghost claws and grabbed them fiercely in the air, and a black spatial crack appeared, and Banazar swaggered in.

As he was leaving, the eerie voice sounded again...

"You should be glad you still have some use, Death Knight, get out of here and go about your business!"

The cold and strange voice came to an abrupt end, leaving Xue Huan with a twisted and hideous face.

As soon as Banazar left through the portal, Kel'thugad's dry and mocking voice sounded in Xue Huan's heart, "What an arrogant guy, these Dreadlord lords have always been so self-righteous and stupid. ”

"Where do these guys come from?"

What the Great Lich didn't expect was that although Xue Huan's expression was resentful and hideous, his tone was extremely calm, as if he was suppressing something.

"Uh..."

Such an indifferent tone also caused Kel'thugad to swallow back the words that he had prepared for a sneer, and the Great Lich thought for a moment and replied, "They are the overseers sent by the Demon Lords to monitor the Lich King's every move, and to be honest, on the one hand, Lord the Lich King hates these vile and cunning Dreadlords, but on the other hand, he is powerless to monitor them. ”

Regulators?

Xue Huan touched his chin and savored the word with interest.

Judging from Kel'thugad's words, Naozu and these Dreadlords are not of the same mind, and even some want to get rid of these guys who are in the way, so if I can help him with this...

Thinking of this, Xue Huan's eyes unconsciously showed a little fierce light, and he temporarily pressed the plan that was gradually forming in his heart, turned over and rode on Trothus.

The surrounding undead army was regrouping, Xue Huan counted it, and this time the roughly 60,000 troops he brought with him only lost nearly 10,000, a number that could almost be regained after the capture of Stratholme.

Thinking of the "dark lair" that housed hundreds of thousands of people, Xue Huan couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, the entire army moved towards Stratholme again.

(End of chapter)