"Alan, you're doing a great job at today's Great Council!"

In the depths of the Lothar Palace, Marseilleu looked at the chief strategist sitting diagonally across from him and said with a smile. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your Highness, during this period, maintaining the stability of the entire territory is the most important thing!"

Alan stood up and saluted, and whispered a whisper of advice, apparently believing that his monarch's admiration for him stemmed from his own protection of Lady Jandish in the Great Council at the beginning.

"This is my natural way, I have no intention of pursuing Dabire!"

Nodding slightly, Marseillo said.

"Your Highness is wise!"

Slightly relieved, Alan not only smiled a little self-deprecatingly, although the person opposite looked simple and cute, but he was not a stupid person. In fact, as a near-self-made man who has now established the Falling Hammer Lord, a legendary lord who spans nearly ninety percent of Arahi's power, Marseilleu is an extremely charismatic and intelligent leader in every way.

"Okay, let's talk about it, Lordaeron has really had enough moths in recent years!"

After appeasing his chief adviser, Marseillo frowned and looked at the side, and as soon as a certain half-elf sat down, he didn't stop, and directly took out a large number of exquisite snacks under the strange eyes of everyone and nibbled on them.

"Hey, hey, this isn't to come here, I didn't eat lunch or dinner!"

Finally spotting the strange gaze of the others, Rao is Kelrith's face also turned a little red, and he turned to say with a rogue face.

Patting the fine slicing on his hand, Kelrith reached out and snapped his fingers, and a three-dimensional map appeared in front of everyone, revealing most of the situation in the Andohar region.

"At present, the news is that the source of this psychic disaster is Andohar, and Barov's lair, Keldaron, should have become a hidden stronghold of psychics in recent years, and there are actually no normal living people on the entire island for a long time!"

It seems that because of the mention of Barov, Kelreth glanced at Marseillo vaguely, and immediately after the other party was keenly aware of each other's glances, the half-elf mage continued.

"Of course, since the formation of psychic, it is not without that there has been a great psychic master who has harmed the party, and it is even more common to slaughter cities and destroy the country, but in the end, they will inevitably be exterminated!

"Is there something wrong with Lordaeron's face? The Silver Hand has become more and more useless in recent years!"

Frowning over the area of Andohar on the map, Marseilleu did not hide his dislike for the Silver Hand, the strongest force of the human alliance once established under the auspices of the elder Lothar, but now it has completely become a national armed force in Lordaeron, and in recent years, it has blatantly begun to reject paladins from other countries.

"The core combat power of the Silver Hand, especially most of the Holy Knight Grand Lords, is not in the territory of Lordanlun, and it can't even fall back in a short period of time!"

Nodding, Kelreth answered without further explanation, skipping and continuing.

"The silver hand is on the one hand, and Barov's strength is also on the other, they seem to have discovered a special psychic magic circle, through which the undead natural disaster transformed by this magic circle will not only not be downgraded, but will also be directly strengthened, even ordinary people can have the combat power of almost third-order warriors after being transformed!

"What are the conditions for transformation! If you are a high-level person in your lifetime, you can also achieve this level of strengthening?"

Terenus, who was sitting opposite, immediately asked the core question, as a mage, he originally knew a little bit about spiritism.

In the past, when the psychic master or even the great psychic scourge was a scourge, most of them could set off a terrifying zombie frenzy, but they could be quickly exterminated by humans, the reason was that it was impossible to maintain the combat power of the previous life after being transformed into an undead by the psychic, and it was normal to lose a large rank generally, in fact, the legendary or high-level decapitation action has always been one of the most effective ways for the psychic before, and no matter how many low-level people are still low-level, even if they turn into a mountain of corpses and a sea of corpses, they are still barely a chicken and a dog in the legend or high-level。

But if even ordinary people can be transformed into undead comparable to the third order, then Barov can completely form a pure third-order or even fourth-order undead sea, and this level of undead sea is no longer something that ordinary decapitation tactics can solve.

"Judging from the number that has appeared so far, the consumption of transformation is very small, as for the transformation buff for medium and high levels, we need to wait for further news!"

Shaking his head, Kerris replied in detail.

"So, the Valley of the Hearth hasn't fallen yet?"

As if thinking of the Lord's accusation at the Great Council, Marseilleu asked, staring at the map for a while.

"Before I came, the Hearthvale and the undead of Andorhar were engaged in a repeated battle in the town of Shirek in the Red Pine Forest! Relying on the Paladins inherited from the old duke, the defense of Hearthvale is still very solid!"

"I also saw Tailan back then, but he was just a child at that time, but now he is a man who can already take charge on his own, if only the Buddha Ding seniors were still here!"

After staring at the Hearthvale marker for a while, Marseilleu sighed.

Tirio Fortin, who was a very famous legendary paladin during the Second War, naturally knew himself and even fought together, and even at the high level, he was very fond of the high-level holy light spell evolved from the legendary skills of the old Duke of Fortin-Wings of Sanctions.

On the other side, Kyris pursed his lips and did not speak, in his future memory, the Grand Lord of the Holy Horse, who was later revered as Lafayette, finally stood up and raised the banner of the Holy Light again in the name of exterminating the undead Scourge, and later played a vital role in the conquest of Northrend.

Of course, at this moment, this paladin, who has been thought by most people in the world to have burped, seems to be hiding in a certain place, planting vegetables on the ground, and looking at his family and son from afar.

The whole secret conversation lasted for more than half an hour, and as the two core strategists of the Falling Hammer Leader, Tyrenus and Alan retreated with interest after asking various questions in detail and conducting preliminary analysis, leaving Marseillo to watch Kelreth silently continue to have a mouthful of ** spiritual snacks.

"I didn't expect that even the High Elves of the Immortal Race would do something to break the covenant! It's been too long!"

With a hint of decline on his face, Marseilleu backhanded a large wine glass, poured it into his son, and said.

"In theory, all covenants and covenants are meant to be broken..."

Kyris said with a sneer, but the sound of stuffing something in his mouth was very out of tune.

"So you're going to hide on my side for a while?"

Still drinking, Marseilleu glanced at the other.

"No, Mars, I just wanted to tell you that the next step can begin!"

With a pale face, Kyris put down the snacks in his hand and said in a deep voice.

"To go north or south, it's time to make a choice!"

... (To be continued.) )