"You're back, how's it going over there?"

Arthas glanced at Feng Fan and was busy directing again.

"That undead army has been wiped out by me, don't worry about our belly and back."

Hearing Feng Fan's words, Arthas breathed a sigh of relief, but the expression on his face was still extremely solemn.

"The situation is very bad right now, I have somewhat underestimated the power of the undead creatures, and the necromancers among them can convert the dead human corpses into undead creatures, which means that for every one of our compatriots who die, the undead army will grow by one point."

Feng Fan raised his eyes and saw that a faint green light suddenly lit up on the corpses of those dead humans, and then in the flow of light, those flesh and blood on the dead human beings began to wriggle, and then combined into a new undead creature!

"It's a bit tricky now, once one of us dies, we will immediately become undead creatures."

"There are no mages in Hessgreen Town, so it is difficult to fight against necromancers, and there is an undead lich in each of the two undead bases, and it has not yet been dispatched. Once those two lichs are dispatched, we will probably be very difficult to resist. ”

"Then what's not to be done?" Feng Fan asked.

Arthas nodded, shook his head again, and said, "These undead should have carved a magic circle in their base to turn dead humans into undead creatures. We must destroy the circle and the necromancers who keep it running, so that our dead people are not converted into undead creatures. However, I also considered this method, but if I went deep into the undead base, it would be too dangerous, and in the end it was rejected. ”

"I'll go." Feng Fan said in a deep voice.

Arthas shook his head, "No, it's too dangerous. Besides, as long as you hold on for a while, you can wait for Uther's rescue, and there is no need to take this risk. ”

"How much longer are we going to hold out?" Feng Fan asked.

"Hours."

"Do you think we can still stay in the town if this continues?" Feng Fan asked rhetorically, leaving Arthas a little speechless for a while.

"I know you don't want anyone to be in danger, but there's nothing you can do at this time, if you don't turn the undead base upside down, I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for rescue."

The biggest difference between Feng Fan and Su Lin is that if he encounters such a thing, Su Lin is likely to stand by and watch, after all, it is not his own business, there is no need to take this risk, and he will not get benefits. Feng Fan is different, although it will be dangerous, but for the sake of his friends, it is basically impossible for him to sit idly by.

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to me, I'm still a little sure."

Feng Fan didn't talk nonsense, he single-handedly destroyed an undead army, and he still had some understanding of the strength of this group of undead troops.

As he spoke, Feng Fan patted Arthas on the shoulder and signaled that it was handed over to him. Then Feng Fan went to the town and discussed things with Syllinox.

"No! Absolutely not! How can my noble dragon carry someone else flying? ”

Feng Fan immediately gave him a cake, "Uncle Long, who opens and closes his mouth all day long, I think you are a ruffian and a wonderful dragon, and you are noble, a noble fart." ”

"Ah, you still dare to beat your Uncle Long, believe it or not, I drown you with a mouthful of phlegm!"

But soon Syllinox was speechless, and looked at the fist-sized gem in Feng Fan's hand in a daze, and his saliva was about to flow.

"Cheng, this matter is decided!"

Feng Fan was speechless for a while, it was really a strange dragon, and he was shameless to ask for money.

Seeing that the black dragon's huge claws were grabbed, Feng Fan quickly put away the gem and joked, now that is really a meat bun for him, there is no return.

"Give it to me!"

When the black dragon saw Feng Fan put away the gem, he couldn't help but wail.

"Hurry up, the matter is urgent, you take me to the undead base first, and I will definitely give you gems when the time comes."

"Really?" The black dragon asked cautiously.

"There's a lot going on, hurry up."

As he spoke, Feng Fan couldn't help but say more, and jumped directly on his back.

"Whew, sit tight, Uncle Long is about to take off!"

The roar of a wolf in Syllinox startled the people of the town, who thought that a pack of wolves was coming.

Carrying Feng Fan in the air, through the cover of night, it was difficult for the humans and undead on the ground to perceive the behemoth in the sky.

This is the first time Feng Fan has sat on the back of a dragon, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, watching the earth under his feet pass by, there is a kind of pride rising from his heart, no wonder many people like to be a dragon knight, this feeling of riding the wind and seeing the scenery of mountains and rivers is really cool!

Soon, Syllinox approached the undead base, and Feng Fan landed in a dark corner.

"Why are there so many undead?"

Feng Fan lurked around and quietly watched the situation in the undead base, and what surprised him was that this base was very large, and there were many undead creatures wandering in it.

"No matter! Just kill it. ”

Feng Fan thought for a moment, and directly held the Qinghe Sword and rushed into the undead base.

Seeing that a human broke in, all of a sudden, this base rioted, and countless ghouls and abominations surrounded him, opening their bloody mouths to devour Feng Fan.

"Kill!"

Wielding the Qinghe Sword, Feng Fan used the Instant Spirit Technique to kill one step at a time, and the flesh and blood of the undead creatures suddenly splashed up! Feng Fan didn't stop, and rushed all the way towards the undead base, and all the undead creatures along the way were killed by him.

Just as Feng Fan was rampage through the undead base, Stratholme, northwest of Lordaeron, the Dreadlord Marganis welcomed a special guest.

It was a man covered in black robes, unable to see his face, not even human or of any race.

"Who are you?"

The black-robed man's deep voice sounded, "You don't care who I am, but I can let your master Akmund descend into this world. ”

"What?" Marganis was startled when he heard his words.

The black-robed man was silent, and a book appeared in front of him, "This is the Book of Medivan, which records a powerful magical ritual that can bring Akmund into this world. ”

Marganis took the book, which exuded endless magical fluctuations, and then frowned again, "Who the hell are you?" ”

"You don't have to worry about that."

The voice came out, and the black-robed man had disappeared without a trace.

Marganis watched the black-robed man disappear with a pensive look in his eyes.

The advent of Akmund requires a powerful magical ritual, and the Book of Medivan is a must, and the Lich King has ordered Kel'thugad to find the Book of Medivan, but unexpectedly it fell into the hands of this man.