Storm Fortress, King's Hall.

King Lane, Lothar, and Berval were surrounding a podium with a huge sand table on it.

Lothar slammed the table hard, "Those orcs are very strong, and even more terrifying are their warlocks, ogres, and the damned Golon giants. The area around Nightshade and the Sunshine Grove is now completely lost. ”

Bolval was also worried, his gaze constantly scanning the sandbox. "That's right, the situation is not optimistic, although we have repositioned our defenses in the Wild West and the Red Ridge Mountains region, temporarily holding back the orc onslaught. But... The longer it drags on, the more dangerous it becomes. Something has to change. ”

"Our mages have gone up to the top, and the mages of the Night Elves have joined the battle. It's just that they've never fought against a guy like a warlock who has mastered evil magic, so they've suffered a lot. King Lane frowned.

"Where has the Divine Venerable?" asked Lothar.

Ryan shrugged, "I'm going to the Sunshine Forest, Lord Divine Venerable said to find an old acquaintance and come back soon." But before I left, I told me not to worry about Goron, and that Sulama's giant arcane golem would take care of them. ”

Frontier Fortress Front of the Western Wilderness.

Bang!!!

There was a loud bang, and Golon's massive body staggered back a few steps. Opposite him, were two equally huge Heavenly Punishment Golems. These arcane golems were made entirely of purple and white crystals, their arms were covered with spikes, and their palms were now gone, replaced by a pair of giant blades, a crescent-shaped head carved with dense rune circuits, and a freely retractable crystal one-eyed staring at Goron. Behind him, the part of the energy supply crystal in the core part spewed out a thick white gas.

On the wall behind him, the human soldiers erupted in cheers and mockery.

"Haha! You orc monsters go home and drink milk!"

"Do you think you've got giants? Haha! Our allies started playing giant puppets 10,000 years ago, hahahaha!"

The Orc's vanguard offensive was halted on the Wild West's front.

On the front line of Red Ridge Mountain, the Alliance's army is fending off the attack of another vanguard of the orcs, which can be called a bloody battle here.

The human soldiers hid behind the walls to hide from the improvised catapults built by the orcs, and in between firings, they poked out of the walls and fired back with arrows and musket ammunition.

The battle of magic never stopped, and the shadow arrows of the warlocks were flying towards the fortress in an overwhelming manner, and the rain of flames was non-stop. The mages of humans and elves responded with ice arrows, fireballs, and blizzards. Most of the casualties on both sides were basically caused by the mutual intrigument of magic.

The so-called gods fight, and mortals suffer. The local gnoll tribe in the Red Ridge Mountains was forced to suffer, either succumbing to the magic of both sides, or being captured by the orc warlocks and having their souls drained. The frightened remnants of the Red Ridge Mountain Gnolls began to flee frantically, and they fled into the Elwyn Forest area, directly to the local gnoll boss Hogg, who was close to the western wilderness.

The bloody battle of Red Ridge Mountain eventually began to change towards a tug-of-war, and no one could defeat the other, and both sides were waiting for reinforcements from large forces.

Sunshine Grove, on a very secluded hillside, there is a small wooden house in the human style.

Merry*Winterwind's pale and stiff face was full of worry, and although he had transformed himself into an undead, he still kept an eye on the human world.

Suddenly, Merry shuddered, and the terrifying energy fluctuations coming from behind him were all too familiar to him.

He turned around tremblingly and saw his teacher's face, still young, as if the years had never affected him.

"Yes, Merry, it's a pretty leisurely life. Hu Feng looked at Merry with a smile.

"Teacher... I... Merry struggled to speak, not knowing how to begin.

Hu Feng shrugged his shoulders, walked towards the wooden house, pushed open the door and glanced around, and then sat down on a wooden stool.

"Tell me, haven't I already agreed that you will be transformed into an undead, why are you so afraid to see me?"

Merry's parched lips opened, and finally let out a sigh. "I... I don't know if I'm a mage now. Something happened to me, so now I don't know what I am... Ask the teacher to punish him. ”

"You're talking about a demon's soul imprisoned in you? Please, I've noticed the demon's restlessness from a long distance. ”

Merry nodded bitterly, "It's a Dreadlord, I caught him before he tried to mess around, but this Dreadlord is strong, I killed his body, but his soul wanted to control me, and I resisted, so it's like this now." ”

Hu Feng raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Are you using demonic power?"

"yes, so I don't know if I'm a math yet, I feel like I'm like those orc warlocks, but not all. If I had to make a conclusion, I would say that it was a hybrid of a mage and a warlock. I... I disobeyed the teacher's teachings, so I didn't have the face to see you. ”

"Okay, don't be a mother-in-law, how can you become an undead and be afraid of this and that, the alliance needs you now, come with me to Stormwind City. ”

"Alliance?

"Oh, the newly formed organization, still in a private nature, with members such as Night Elves, Stormwind Kingdom, Dwarves, and Gnomes. Alternate member Quel'Salas. Hu Feng got up and walked out.

Storm Fortress Throne Room.

A teleportation circle suddenly took shape, and everyone took a few looks at it before continuing to do their own thing. Beings who can be allowed to teleport directly to the throne hall are no one but the oracles of the Night Elves.

Hu Feng and Merry slowly appeared, and then strode towards the king's private meeting room.

In the room, King Lane, Duke of Lothar, and Duke Berval looked up at the two.

"This is ... Uh, an undead?" cried Lothar in amazement.

King Ryan looked thoughtful, and then suddenly realized, suddenly excited, and walked over quickly to salute the undead. "I didn't expect the famous Lord Merry * Winterwind to appear in the Stormwind Kingdom to salute you. It seems that except for Lord Shenzun, your former teacher, no one else will please touch you, hahaha. ”

Hu Feng waved his hand, "Okay, let's keep the compliments for later." How's the orc offensive now?"

"Because we are prepared, the situation is fairly under control at the moment, but the situation is changing towards a tug-of-war. The Grand Duke of Boval pointed to the sand table and demonstrated to Hu Feng the strength of both sides and the direction of attack.

"Then it's almost time to take the next step. Hu Feng nodded, raised his head and said to everyone.