And in a ranch to the east of the city, thousands of followers of the Cursed Sect are gathering. In the center of the farm, more than a dozen huge iron pots were propped up. There's a dark green viscous liquid that's tumbling inside. At the same time, the liquid was constantly emitting a vague gas in all directions. The surrounding believers became more and more immersed in this strange atmosphere.

A hooded man in a black robe is standing on a makeshift platform to give an impassioned speech.

"Just tonight, when the blood moon is in the sky. All believers will become brothers. The great Lich King will grant us eternal life. The shackles that have existed for eternity will be broken by us. Tonight, we'll get everything we want. ”

Countless believers have become more and more fanatical under the influence of some hidden force. They fell to their knees and began to pray in some strange language.

And in the distant Crown Glacier in Northrend, under a huge piece of solid ice. A distorted mass of spiritual consciousness is exuding an almost infinite spiritual power. And this consciousness was attached to a black full-body knight's armor, and the black helmet was empty at this time. But where it is invisible to the naked eye, hides the most terrible demon in this world.

Naozu, a former orc priest. He was torn apart by Kil'Gardan**, and even his soul was toyed with between applause. The evil power from the twisted void infects the soul of Naozu. He has taken on a special form that is only visible to demons and spirits. With the aid of ice from the Twisted Void. His spiritual power could easily spread to another continent.

Beyond an endless distance, his spirit body forcibly descended on this farm in Lordaeron. And at the moment it came, Lin Xuan, who was at the banquet in the city, was suddenly startled.

"What's wrong?" Medivan on the side noticed his anomaly.

"An unimaginably powerful spiritual force has just swept past Lordaeron. I've always had the spirit magic of the constant anti-peeping spirit. Just now, the spell collapsed directly. I have never seen such a powerful psychic force. If nothing else, those guys should be starting. ”

"Need we a reminder?"

"Do you think this is the right occasion? This kind of thing has an outsider to remind of it, and it is an insult to a country. So, they can only wait for themselves to find out. ”

"If you sit like that, a lot of innocent people will probably die."

"This is war, a war for the survival of the race. Do you think it's over without dying? Don't worry, I've arranged to add a fire to them. The movement is too loud, and this side will naturally notice it. You just have to remember to pitch your research at the right time. ”

At the banquet, Terenus II was mingling with the guests. Looking at the way he looks like a spring breeze, if you run over and tell him, 'A group of poor people under your command are going to rebel, hurry up and take care of it' probably won't make a good impression. Even if it is confirmed to be true in the end, it is estimated that it will not be favored.

But at this moment, a palace guard hurriedly walked into the banquet hall. Approached Terenus and whispered in his ear. Terenus's face sank, and then he confessed. The guards took the order, and Terenus didn't seem to take what had just happened to heart, turning around and picking up his glass again.

At this time, a cavalry regiment in the north of the city that was in a state of recuperation received an urgent task. Ask everyone to immediately rush to a farm in the east of the city to suppress a cult rally. It was a cavalry regiment of about two hundred men. I had just been on a mission before, and I was in the renovation period, so I didn't participate in the guarding of the palace. The soldiers reluctantly turned on their horses, seemingly not taking the so-called cult rally to heart.

The distance was not far, and it took the knights less than a quarter of an hour to reach their destination. But they don't know that what awaits them is not just a bunch of ignorant paupers, but demonic minions.

Right now, in the jungles of the far north of Azeroth. A strange army is marching south.

Thousands of skeletons, carrying broken swords, staggered through the ranks. Then there are the corpses, which are made up of various disgusting corpses that have not yet decomposed, as well as those that are half decomposed. They move stiffly, and they don't seem to be very capable of combat. But the characteristics of not feeling pain and not being afraid of life and death are a perfect kind of cannon fodder.

In the middle of the corpses were some tall ...... Corpse. Yes, or corpses. However, these guys are giant corpses that have been stitched together by some special method to a large number of mutilated corpses. They are wrapped in crude chains, or armed with large blunt objects. An absolute nightmare for a human soldier. These guys have an extremely apt name, Abomination.

And among the corpses, there are also some agile, four-limbed monsters, they are scourge hounds, ghouls.

Among these twisted legions of death are several knights in black armor on nightmare horses. There weren't many of them, but the dark aura on his body far overshadowed those messy corpses. This is a special product of some Death Knights, who have been attached to humans by dark magic with some dead souls. Between life and death, and maintaining a strong presence of self-awareness. They are also the true pillars of the Scourge Legion. After all, unfamiliar skeletons are corpses, and intellectually speaking, there are too many differences. The Death Knight came up to make up for this. They are the commanders of the Scourge Corps.

In mid-air, some bat-like monsters fly in the air. They are vampire bats, gargoyles, who evolved from the Scourge legion's contract. And in the middle of these gargoyles, there are some even larger flying units. Their shapes could not be seen in the dim night sky. However, the aura that is different from other Scourge units means that they are obsidian destroyers from the hands of the Chira Zerg. An alchemical golem used to fight dragons. A nightmare for all living beings.

The massive legion marched slowly but silently. Behind the Scourge legions that spread across the mountains, some huge figures loomed, and it was the figure of a giant dragon.

......

On the outskirts of the eastern part of the city, a knight is galloping desperately. All are dead, and he is the last survivor. A scythe stabbed him deep in the back, and the blood had already soaked through his underwear. He felt a wave of dizziness, and he was completely relying on his own will.

It wasn't just an ordinary cult gathering, but a demonic believer plotting something. They may cause chaos in the city, or they may simply be against the royal palace, and those believers have an extraordinary fighting power, and they are enough to pose a threat to the palace. And if they disperse into the city, it will be an even more nightmare. The knight understood this, so he rushed back desperately, hoping to send the information back in time.

On the farm, the baptism has reached its final moments. Thousands of devotees chanted strange incantations aloud. In the void, the breath of death slowly seeped into their bodies. But at this time, a sudden change occurred, and a foreign object was thrown into the midst of the believers. It was a broken head.

A kind of rune on the skull was flickering and dimming, and it seemed that its power was constantly decaying. When the runes were completely extinguished, a long-suppressed dark force erupted. The terrifying evil energy instantly eroded all the believers present. The scene spiraled out of control in an instant.