"I gave Stratholme to you!

Arthas looked angrily at the half-elf mage who was standing there with an indifferent face, and the anger that had been barely suppressed could no longer be controlled, and pushed away the thin warrior in front of the other party who was wrapped in armor, Prince Lordaeron rushed to the first Grand Duke of Stratholme and said through gritted teeth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If I had to choose, I would still go to Sunset City first, my Highness!"

Looking at the golden eyes that were close at hand, Kelreth's voice did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"I know it's a trap and I have to jump down, I'm not that stupid!"

"Just a newly transformed lich, my court archmage, when did you become so daring?"

Glancing at the ruins of the Dawnlight Cathedral behind him, Arthas mocked in a low voice, but did not say the origin of the lich, and even the fall of Mars was gag-ordered by him as the former Lord of the Silver Hand and Prince of Lordaeron, not to mention the transformation of the Patriarch of Palamis, who was once regarded as the light of the dawn, into a lich, a super scandal comparable to the Foding incident back then.

"Your Highness, the eastern wall barrier!"

Uninterested in arguing with the other party, Kyris asked directly about the barrier in the distance.

"Can't be contacted, the trolls are conducting high-intensity spatial interference!"

Speaking of the eastern wall, Prince Lordaeron's face froze visibly.

In the past, the purpose of the Winter Hunt was to regularly purge the troll tribes in Zumashal to prevent the formation of a horrific natural disaster such as the tide of trolls, and this kind of large-scale clean-up operation led by the state and even at the expense of some internal interests was actually very unmotivated in the past.

However, since the appearance of the bloodline transformation potion, this state has come to a 360-degree reversal, only within Lordaeron, not only nearly eighty percent of the mercenaries have gathered in the east wall barrier area to clear Zumashal as the main task, but also a large number of noble private soldiers began to regularly or jointly or alone to clear Zumashal, plus the silver hand stationed in the east wall barrier is still unchanged for the annual winter hunt.

Theoretically, under the frenzied sweep of several years, not to mention the tide of trolls, there should not even be a few troll tribes hidden in Zumashal, but in fact, the high-level troll hearts that flow out of Zumashal every year are not only not decreasing, but also increasing. In this abnormal situation, anyone with a little brain would think that the passage to Zuaman, hidden in the depths of Zumashal, must have been opened again. However, driven by interests, even the Silver Hand directly ignored the existence of these channels, and with the bloodline transformation potion, every year at least a high-level Silver Hand would be quietly born into a bright future, and even the Holy Light had to withdraw the purest justice, and almost everyone was immersed in this endless stream of wealth.

"Hehe! To construct such a large range of spatial interference, one or two high-level shamans are simply not enough! At least one legendary-level shaman needs to be dispatched, and maybe even an Amani chief priest!"

As the lord whose territory is also adjacent to Zumashal, Kairreis is naturally aware of the entire chain of troll hunting interests, and even took the initiative to raise this hidden danger in the Stratholme Council, but it is still nothing more than a stone in the sea.

"The greedy will also be annihilated by greed!"

The prince, who had originally nodded slightly because of Kelris's analysis, was immediately angered again by the cynicism of the half-elf mage, and the two sword eyebrows frowned tightly, and when he was about to explode again, Kelreth spoke again.

"Your Highness, haven't you noticed yet, you and I, Stratholm or the Eastern Wall, Sunset or Stratholme, the moment we heard the news in Lordaeron, the conspiracy had already begun!"

"There aren't many people who can influence my father's decision, mage!"

As soon as his face changed, Arthas waved his hand, and a layer of silver hands surrounded the two of them, although they were so ruthless in words, in fact, Stratholme's silver hand did not receive much damage except for a large number of high-level losses, and after Arthas arrived and quickly ended the turmoil of the Dawn Light, they naturally took over all control.

"Your Highness, you think too much, this little thing can't kill you!

Even the silver hands around him consciously opened up a lot of positions, but the thin warrior who was blocking Arthas just now was wrapped in armor and stood behind Kyris very naturally, and the half-elf mage did not react to this, and the prince on the opposite side naturally did not say much, but waved his hand a little impatiently in response to Kelses.

"If you have something to say, I don't have the heart to go around the bend with you!"

"Your Highness, I'm not a god, only a god can predict everything in all directions without dead ends!

Glancing at the armored warrior behind him, and facing the only familiar eyes that leaked out of the other party for a moment, Kelseth spread his hands and continued to Arthas.

"I'm just curious, even without us, with the heritage of the silver hand, there should be many legends in the east wall barrier!"

In fact, both Kyris and Arthas, who received the news together and left the royal capital of Lordaeron at the same time, received orders to support the eastern wall, but as soon as they arrived, the two immediately received the news that Sunset City was attacked and Stratholme Dawn Cathedral was occupied by the undead scourge, and the half-elf mage opened the portal himself without saying a word and went directly to Sunset City, and Arthas, who watched the half-elf mage skip class, could only immediately fly to Stratholme City through the teleportation array of the eastern wall.

However, the iron blue on Arthas's face after hearing the words on the opposite side immediately made Kelreth stunned, and the half-elf mage was stunned for a moment before speaking.

"Looks like I'm the one who doesn't know anything!"

"No, it's just that it happened suddenly, and I didn't deliberately hide it from you!"

"Not a single legend?"

"There's only one... General Abydis has been stationed there all along!"

"Your Highness... I'm curious, what else is going on these years that requires so many legendary powers! Is it the Elemental Lord who has invaded?"

“... How do you know!"

"I wiped my tears..."

"Mage, your elven language is a little strange..."

"Wait, Your Highness, the Elemental Lord's invasion is not a trick, if an Elemental Lord runs to the Northern Continent, I can feel it even if I am thousands of miles away!

Can't help but let out a national curse in Chinese, Kyrreth looked at Arthas with a look you don't want to be an idiot.

"I didn't say it was in the Northern Continent!"

It was rare to see such a surprised expression on Kelris, Arthas's tense temperament seemed to ease, the corners of his mouth hung a slight arc, and he said with his hands spread out.

"Where?

"For the sake of world peace and the stability of the land and water, at the invitation of King Kul Tiras, destroy a Frost Elemental Lord who is entrenched there!"

"Your Highness... You're so impartial!"

"Humph!"

"However, that chick Gianna really seems to be planning to make a big news, and after so many years of tossing, she is still just making preparations, could it be that Amber Light plans to build another Silvermoon City?" (To be continued.) )