"Hey, look! There's a different undead approaching Frost Sorrow!" Muradine suddenly shouted, Ronin immediately looked, only to see that next to Frost Sorrow, a guy who was obviously not an ordinary undead slowly approached Frost Sorrow, it looked like every step was very difficult, this person was wearing a black Saron evil iron full body armor, wrapped tightly, and he didn't even know if it was an undead, but those undead didn't attack him, but they revered him very much, it seems that whether he is alive or dead, he is definitely the undead.

"He can get close! He's about to pick him up! We must stop him at once!" Muradin's frustration was so anxious that he didn't even bother Ronin to beckon his men to rush over.

"Calm down!" Luo Ning stopped him, "What if it's a trap!?"

"Trap trap! You know hesitation! I only know that the weapon works wonders for the undead! That man may be the leader of the undead, and the weapon may have been made by him to deter the undead! Anyway, if your hesitation causes the undead to have such an artifact, you are the sinner of Lordaeron!"

As soon as he put this big hat on others, Muradin's direct rush over, Ronin wanted to say something, but Muradin's recklessly rushed up, and he had to rush up.

"Wen Lesa, you stay here!" Before leaving, he did not forget to care about the safety of his lover, but the sister of Queen Xi frowned.

"Do you think I'm going to hold you back!?"

"Of course not, I'm not worried about your safety. The wife was angry, and Luo Ning's originally serious face instantly turned into a smile.

"Then you think I'm the kind of woman who would abandon her husband?!"

"No, this one...... Then don't get too far away from me. Ronin eventually relented.

"Hmph, that's pretty much ......," Winlessa smiled triumphantly.

Several mages next to him pouted unhappily when they saw this scene, these two people sprinkled dog food everywhere all day long, fuck, didn't they marry an elf wife, look at your powerful display, the jealousy in the hearts of men, some of them even thought very obscenely, hmph! Wait, sooner or later, one day you will be old and your wife is still so young and beautiful, at that time you can't satisfy her to see if she will go out to steal men.

Muladin is not a high-level profession, he is a warrior, but when it comes to professions, there is nothing advanced or not advanced, although the power of holy light magic is strong, but there are only a few who can use them after all, and warriors are different, just take a weapon, children can be regarded as warriors, but there are very few strong warriors among warriors, especially human races whose strength is not as strong as orc dwarves, and there is a lack of outstanding ones.

Only the dwarves and orcs are the innate dominant races that are prone to strong warriors, and Muradin's arms are almost thicker than his waist, and he is also heavily armoured, and he runs like a small tank, only to see him rush into the pile of the undead, with a hammer in one hand and an axe in the other, and there are stumps and broken arms everywhere he passes.

Behind him, the other dwarven warriors rushed in, but they weren't as wild as Muradin's, they were shield battles, and the musketeers were in the rear.

Ronin and his mages also appeared in the rear, and before they met Muradin, these mages would cooperate in the fight against the threat, and the sheep were used by others, and the frozen ice was always not used to the maximum firepower.

But now it's different, there are people in front of them, they can simply pursue power, so all kinds of big fireballs and fire rain or something smashed down, those undead who were scattered and guarding Frost Sorrow couldn't be surrounded at all, and Muradin was facing very little pressure, so he rushed into the inner circle, and the undead didn't dare to step into this range, that was the range of Frost Sorrow, and once they crossed that range, they would fall apart.

"The Boss has already rushed in. ”

"Something should happen to him, right?"

A few dwarven musketeers in the back muttered like this, Luo Ning has been restless, he always has a bad premonition, this weapon is too evil, he always thinks that it is better not to touch, at present, it seems that this weapon has shown a strong ability to restrain the undead, as long as the undead are close, they will die, he doesn't know what this death is about, if it is really a little close to the undead will die, then as long as you get it and go to Lordaeron to shake it a few times, won't the undead be all solved?

How can there be such a powerful artifact in the world!

He was always unconvinced, but he couldn't leave Muradin, the safety of this dwarven royal brother was of paramount importance, and if it was known that he was ignoring him, the relationship between humans and dwarves would take a sharp turn for the worse.

This is no less than worse for the human world today.

"Damn bastard! Eat an axe!" Muradin didn't say a word, and went straight to the black-armored man.

In the face of Muradin's attack, the black-armored man didn't speak, just silently pulled out his weapon, the death knight's standard weapon, the black blade, the runes on the body of this rune sword instantly lit up, and a stream of cold power radiated out.

"Bang!" As soon as he made contact, Muradin tested the strength of this guy, and that strength was not inferior to him in the slightest! This is not a good phenomenon, people seem to have more than physical strength.

Then sure enough, the man directly threw out an ice blade, and then rushed with it, Muradin's immediate block with a heavy hammer, after colliding with the ice blade, his entire hammer was wrapped in ice, and even the grip of the hammer spread a lot of ice, freezing Mulardin's hands, the power was no less than the ice arrow output by the mage's full strength, and there was no need to chant a spell?

The Death Knight rushed after the Ice Blade, and in the face of his frantic onslaught, Muradin struggled to resist.

"Damn...... "He didn't feel a little overwhelmed until now, he had rarely seen anyone who could match him in strength, and if it was just about the same strength, people would instantly send powerful spells.

The two slashed each other a few times, and the cold aura reappeared on the blade of the Death Knight, and this time they were so close that Muradin was caught off guard, and although he blocked the damage with his armor, the cold ice still froze the left half of his body.

The Death Knight had a good sense of battle, and taking advantage of Muradin's inconvenience, he jumped directly to Muladin's left and then slashed horizontally with a sword.

At the critical moment, Muradin's body swelled sharply, and his skin seemed to harden a lot, his armor was specially made for dwarves, and as he expanded, some parts of the armor also stretched like springs, Muradin broke free from the shackles of the ice, and then gave the death knight a hammer.

Now that Muradin has been completely sure that this guy is an undead, why? Because no one can take a hammer from him and not even scream, and the next second he is knocked out, he stands up like no one, isn't this an undead?

"Hey, I still think you're using your real skills to instantly cast spells, so you rely on this sword. Muradin looked at this guy vigilantly, and then suddenly smiled, only to see that the death knight's rune sword, at this time, had dimmed two runes, they were a little flickering, it looked like it was charging, and after these two runes, this sword was only the last one.

Muradin made a vigilant move, he felt that if the other party could only use the ice blade again, this battle might still be fought, his body in the petrified state was very hard, and at the same time, his strength had also increased, as long as he was careful, it should not be a problem.