"Hot Wind Desert, the southernmost territory of the Qur'an......"

"You mean, we're in the South now?"

The blue soul fire in Kel'thugad's skull trembled violently, then turned to look at the expressionless Othur.

Osser's left hand was holding the strap of the Minion Clin, Clin's head was on top of Spartacus, who was desperately licking the ice, and in his right hand, Safras was holding the little Ragnaros, and the little Ragnaros was hanging on Safras and dancing.

"You really should bring Shane Knox here, he's going to love the desert here. Little Ragnaros roared excitedly.

"You don't have the demeanor of the Fire Demon King at all. Orser reminded.

Little Ragnaros restrained a lot at this time, and put on a calm-looking appearance.

"Yes, we should be in the Hot Wind Desert right now, and that's right. Anna nodded.

She is now somewhat accustomed to being a "betrayer of the Laneige Continent", and she has become a guide for the demons.

"Why can't it be another desert?" asked Kel'thugad.

Anna didn't speak, but pointed to the empty sand in the distance, the expression on her face a little ugly.

"A specialty?" said Kel'thugad, after a moment's thought.

Both Cling and Spartacus followed Anna's fingers, but found nothing. But in Kel'thugad's eyes, a human with a chain-like tail behind his back was naked and prostrate on the ground, staring intently at Anna's legs.

Anna: "The Tittes, a magical tribe that lives in the Hot Wind Desert, I don't want to talk about some of the most important characteristics. ”

Kel'thugad nodded approvingly, and three question marks popped up on Orsher's head.

"I can use some simple spells to hide myself, survive by preying on scorpions and snakes in the Hot Wind Desert, have my own culture and language, and often attack human caravans that travel through the Hot Wind Desert, but no caravan will choose such a bad path. ”

"To put it simply, it's a population of uncivilized savages, and as for the chain-like tails on their butts, they're actually the tails of scorpion monsters. ”

"Their rite of passage is to find a scorpion beast, defeat it alone, and then cut off its tail, using their own unique spells to merge with the tail and make it a part of their body. ”

"How strong the original owner of the tail is, it determines the status of the Tadi people in the tribe, and the high status has the priority to mate, and the usual eating also has priority. ”

"But they don't like to match with their own tribe's female ** very much. ”

A look of disgust appeared on Anna's face.

"He still thinks he hasn't been discovered. ”

The Titper shook his magically disguised tail slightly, and the sunlight shone through it, with scattered points of light.

"Hmm...... His tail seems to be that of an eighth-level demonic beast spar scorpion, I remember that there is no such scorpion in the sand, where did he get it?"

Kel'thugad: "Level eight?"

Anna nodded: "Level eight." ”

Then Anna carefully observed Kel'thugad and found that the fire of the lich's soul did not fluctuate, and she had a rough idea in her heart.

Is it really an existence far beyond the eighth level? Saint-level demons, apart from the Demon Emperor, are there any other candidates?

If the humans on the Lanzhi continent knew that there was a demon emperor with the help of the half-demons, he sneaked into the ancient land and learned about the military situation of the human race, and wanted to return to the extreme northern abyss to gather those demons who were deeply distressed by the human race to launch a new war......

It's going to be a new storm.

"Actually, I'm not a Majin Emperor, I'm just a lich. Kel'thugad shrugged his shoulders, feeling that the strange identity was a bit troublesome, and he put the cold bone of his hand on Anna's shoulder, causing the latter to jump sharply.

Mind reading?!

Anna's eyelids jerked.

"It's not mind reading, it's just listening to your heart. ”

Kel'thugad tilted his head with his fingers intertwined, looked at the startled Anna, and smiled with his chin closed.

Then Kel'thugad pointed to the Tabi who was hiding in the sun.

"So, what does he want to do now?"

Kel'thugad watched with interest as he watched the Tabis sneaking over as the cat came over, while Osher was silent.

Anna shrugged, "Kill you guys, and then bring me back to their clan as a toy." ”

Kel'thugad shook his head: "It's bad. ”

Stretching out his hand to condense a circle of frost magic, Kel'thugad thought for a moment and turned to look at Othur.

"Do you mind having an extra Death Knight by your side?"

Oser frowned, "It's not right for you to start creating the undead now, Kel'thugad, what do you want to do?"

"Not what I want to do, Elf. ”

With a wave of his hand, Kel'thugad tossed the frost magic out of his hand, freezing the sneaky Tabis in the scorching sun. His hands were replaced with necromantic magic that was full of evil aura.

There was no need to chant, just to create an undead, and the great lich would not be nerve-wracking, and Kel'thugad would even be able to find time to answer Orshur's questions.

"This is a world I am not familiar with, and if we want to return to Azeroth, we must first withstand the test of the race that dominates this world, and there is nothing wrong with being careful, and the unfamiliar smell here makes me very uncomfortable, and I still miss the rancid smell of Naxxramas in comparison. ”

"If we want to return to Azeroth, we must first get the Far North Abyss, right?"

"But after reaching the Far North Abyss, the Burning Legion will most likely be waiting for us at the entrance to Azeroth, and when the time comes, will we run away in disgrace, or will we use all the power at our disposal to fight against the water and force our way through the demonic blockade?"

"And you should have sensed that someone was secretly watching our movements in the shadows. ”

Anna listened to Kel'thugad in confusion.

It's like a story from another world.

"Maybe we can use all the resources available in this world to fight the Burning Legion, just like the Dreadlord...... Positional warfare. ”

"Resources available?" said Orser in hesitation, chewing on Kel'thugad's words repeatedly.

"Marganis would be a very good example for us to do, he has torn the whole of Lordaeron apart. ”

"Yes, and even set Arthas on a dark and depraved path. Orser said.

Kel'thugad's soul fire swayed slightly.

"Must ...... There is a Lich King, otherwise the unconscious undead would destroy the entire world. ”

"Sounds like you're doing it for Azeroth, Kel'thugad. ”

"It's just that sounding. ”

Kel'thugad took a deep breath and crushed the soul of the Tadiman, whose body also manifested itself in the distance, and collapsed weakly to the ground.

Orser wondered, "Aren't you going to make a Death Knight?" ”

Kel'thugad shook his head, fell from the sky, and reached out to grab a handful of sand on the ground.

Letting the sand slide down in the palm of his hand, Kel'thugad looked at the flowing sand and was distracted.

"Well, is there any water?"

Anna's reluctance reached Kel'thugad's ears, relieving the lich from his thoughts.

But he ignored Anna's plea.

"Elves. ”

"Huh?"

"I've got an interesting idea for the little girl to take us out of here, and I think you've felt it too, right?"