And just when Li Yunfei raised his head and looked up at the starry sky, with a groan on his face, under the same starlight, Arthas walked into a deserted forest and came to a quiet wilderness.

The soft starlight sprinkled on his body, and he could see that the long hair as white as bones was scattered and slightly glowed with a cold silver light.

His cloak had been removed, and his pale face was faintly visible in the starlight, only his cold eyes were as cold as ever.

In front of him, there was a bone dragon of the undead.

The skeleton of the skeleton was faintly visible in the form of a giant dragon, and the faint blue light collided and contracted in its belly, which was the force that drove the keel to move.

In its eye sockets, there is a dark and cold blue light, quietly waiting for the owner's exorcism.

The knight on horseback knelt on one knee on the grass and waited for Arthas's arrival.

"Master."

The eerie hoarse voice of the Death Knight rang out in the air, and Arthas glanced down at him and nodded.

"You're doing a great job."

Then he ignored the kneeling death knight, and walked straight onto the back of the undead bone dragon, driving the bone dragon to fly under the night sky.

The wind, blowing from all directions, made a hunting sound under the hem of his cloak.

He looked coldly at the coastline in front of him, where dozens of huge black warships were docked, countless dark blue soul bone fires burned under the night sky, and the entire beach was set on fire.

When Arthas flew in, the undead on the beach roared loudly, and the terrifying howl sounded like from the depths of hell, all the way down the night sky.

When he landed in Alsace, he stepped on a cleanly gnawed thigh bone, on which a faint bloodshot could still be seen.

And not far away in front of the team of ghouls. From time to time, a few ghouls licked the corners of their rotten mouths, like fresh minced meat stuck in their stomachs—apparently some hapless traveler had inadvertently broken into the area and became food for the undead.

However, such a sight seemed to be commonplace, and Arthas's expression did not fluctuate in any way.

He simply walked over to the Death Knight, who was kneeling at the front, and looked down at him. asked, "What about the Knights of the Apocalypse?" ”

"Taken away by Lord Kel'thugad."

Looking down at the sand beneath his feet, Death Knight Darian. Mograine said, "Along with the entire Hanging City of Naxxramas, they have been brought back to the Dragonbone Wasteland by Lord Kel'thugad. ”

Ajas nodded in understanding.

"Then I'll leave the task to you Knights of the Black Blade."

Standing on this deserted beach, looking out at the endless tide of undead armies on the beach, his gaze was indifferent, "Kill all the Crusaders." Destroy that human city of Avalon, and ......"

At this point, he paused and added coldly, "...... Knock down the Chapel of the Light's Wish for me. What is below will be a necessity for us to defeat the enemy in the future, and it must be obtained! ”

"Yes! My master! ”

Seriously and respectfully, Darien. Mograine's glowing eyes exuded the coldness and cruelty of a Death Knight in the darkness. "I'll turn the entire Eastern Plague into your hunting grounds!"

Arthas replied indifferently, "Just don't let me down." ”

said. He turned to look at the other Death Knight, frowning.

"Baron Rivendell, as one of the four leaders of the Knights of the Apocalypse, why didn't you go with Kel'thugad?"

The Death Knight who was asked by him replied respectfully, "After hearing about your master's plan, Lord Kel'thugad specially left me to help Captain Mograini. I will lead my elite and Lord Darion to work together to lay down the Chapel of the Light's Wish for the Master. ”

It was a commendable sign of loyalty, but Arthas's brow furrowed even tighter.

"Nonsense!"

He looked coldly at Rivendell at his feet, and rebuked mercilessly, "The Chapel of Light's Wish is enough to take down the Knights of the Black Blade, and the power of the Alliance and the Horde in Northrend cannot be suppressed by Naxxramas alone. You're not going to help Kel'thugad defend the Dragonbone Wasteland. And wasting time here, is this what you call loyalty and loyalty? ”

Baron Rivendell was stunned, "But the Scarlet Crusaders in Avalon are strong......"

Arthas interrupted him indifferently, "With my help and the full cooperation of the Knights of the Black Blade, it will be easy to destroy all the Scarlet Crusaders. Or is it ...... Are you questioning my power? ”

In that cold voice, Baron Rivendell was silent, "No...... My lord, I have no such intentions. ”

"So what are you waiting for? Leave here now with your warriors and go to Northrend to help Kel'thugad defend Naxxramas. ”

Standing in front of a group of silent Death Knights, Arthas said coldly, "I don't want to say the same thing a second time. ”

In an instant cold atmosphere, Baron Rivendell hurriedly stood up, took all the death knights loyal to him behind him, boarded the black battleship docked on the coast, and quickly sailed away.

And the only one left in his place was Darien. Mograini's Order of the Black Blade.

Standing in front of a group of death knights and an even greater number of terrifying undead, Arthas said coldly, "Now, you can go. ”

With that, he turned and left, no longer caring about the undead subordinates behind him.

Behind him, Walki, named Annhalde, flapped her translucent wings and followed him like an illusory angel.

Under the night sky, a question and answer between the two sounded.

"Master, do you really care about that blood elf?"

"Hmm."

"But...... But she recognized your identity and would definitely tell Mr. Li Yunfei about it. ”

Looking at Arthas's back worriedly, Anhald whispered, "If your true identity is known to Mr. Li Yunfei, he may not come to see you again." ”

Arthas said with a cold expression, "I didn't expect him to come to me. ”

Raising his head, he glanced in a certain direction in the south, and seemed to see the man who was mingling with a group of human thieves in the night of the western wilderness, Arthas said calmly, "After all, he and I are people of two worlds, so ......"

After a pause, in the strange dead silence, in the whistling sea breeze on the seashore, someone's indifferent voice sounded softly.

“…… This separation is goodbye. (To be continued......)

PS: After writing it, I looked at it, and suddenly found that this paragraph seemed to be written a little ...... Belch...... A bit of a base? Is it my delusion? Ahem......