For a group of devout and fanatical believers, nothing excites, excites, and fulfills them more than witnessing the arrival of the gods and listening to their teachings.

Even if the god brings news that is too bad to be bad.

However, Lenny and other high-ranking priests did not announce the news of Zuosi's arrival to the public, but only elevated the status of the young man he possessed, and told all believers that this was God's chosen person and represented God's will.

Although the other pastors and believers did not quite know what was happening, they did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, but were all very happy.

After all, this so-called Church of the God of Contract has only recently been established.

And the reason why most people are willing to join is out of gratitude for saving their lives, or to take revenge on the cursed sect and the undead creatures they control, their thoughts and thoughts are relatively simple, and there are not too many intrigues and power struggles.

But it's hard to say what it will become in the future as it continues to grow and develop.

You must know that in the face of huge interests and power, it is difficult for ordinary people to maintain their hearts for a long time without temptation.

Of course, it doesn't matter what the church eventually becomes in Zuo Si's eyes.

Anyway, it's just a tool for him to get into Azeroth, and if it rots and deteriorates, it's better to just throw it away.

As the team sets off once again, Alsace gets closer to the crossroads that will determine their fate, Stratholme.

Although the wheat fields on both sides of the road have already taken on a large golden color, it is about to enter the most important harvest season of the year.

But no one was happy or happy.

Because many villages were killed and injured by the effects of the undead and plague, only half or even fewer of the lucky ones survived.

Some villages are even completely dead, and not even a single living person can be seen.

It is foreseeable that even if the ears of wheat in the fields are ripe, there may not be so many people to harvest, dry, thresh, and grind, and many crops will even rot in the ground.

Clearly, the Lich King and his Cursed Cult have done quite well in slaughtering civilians and reducing the population.

According to conservative estimates, at least half a million rural people were completely transformed into undead creatures after this round of plague spread.

Due to the lack of medical care and garrison in the countryside of the Lordaeron Kingdom, it is impossible to withstand the apocalyptic scene of the plague and the siege of the undead army.

Compared to the well-known "Stratholme tragedy", it is these neglected farmers who are actually the most miserable.

It's no wonder that Arthas was so angry, extreme, and even completely irrational when facing the Dreadlord Marganis, and was easily provoked to do something as mad as racing to slaughter the city.

Whoever sees their once rich and prosperous country being ruined like this, with thousands of people slaughtered and even their bodies desecrated, will inevitably become insane and hungry for revenge.

Not to mention that this man also has a strong sense of responsibility and mission in his heart, believing that the king and the crown prince have an innate obligation to protect their people from external enemies.

Zosi ordered the people of the church to leave some of them behind and go to harvest the unowned farmland to stock up on grain in preparation for the upcoming boat trip south.

By the time they arrived on the outskirts of Stratholme, there were only about 120 priests left in the large military church, and 3,000 militiamen who had been lightly trained and had decent weapons and equipment.

Although these people can't compare to the royal guards of Lordaeron, they are also quite effective with the blessing of religious fanaticism.

At least in the eyes of the prince, it was already qualified to be used as a reserve.

Arthas, apparently having gained a lot of experience in fighting the undead, immediately instructed his lieutenant to build a strong barracks so that the soldiers could have a safe place to eat and sleep no matter what happened to them.

At the same time, make sure not to be poked in the ass by enemies who suddenly drill out.

Obviously, at this moment, he has become a qualified, even excellent, commander.

As soldiers and churchgoers began to cut down trees and demolish old houses to make barracks, the sound of horses' hooves and slight tremors came from far and near.

After about a few minutes, everyone saw an elite cavalry in silver-white armor in the direction of the sound of horses' hooves.

You don't need to ask to know that the only people who can have such luxuriously equipped and well-trained cavalry in the entire kingdom of Lordaeron are the famous Knights of the Silver Hand.

After repairing, the Lightbringer Uther finally arrived with someone.

He himself turned over and dismounted for the first time, and walked straight to the cold-looking prince.

"I'm glad you can catch up, Uther."

Arthas greeted in a tone without a hint of emotion.

"Pay attention to your attitude. Although you are a prince, I am still your mentor. ”

Uther obviously noticed the dissatisfaction and disdain revealed in the other party's eyes and tone, and his expression instantly became serious.

He clearly didn't like the prince's current attitude, and the crazy eyes that betrayed it.

But Arthas sneered and retorted: "Ah, I can't forget this without you reminding me." Save these pointless posturings, we have more important things to do. Listen, Uther, now let me tell you about the Cursed Cult and the Scourge of the Dead. ”

As he spoke, the prince climbed a small hill outside the city, intending to take advantage of his height to climb over the walls and check the situation inside the city.

He had to be extra cautious because he had been attacked by undead villagers who had previously entered villages and towns.

After all, Stratholme is not a small town, and it has more than ten times as many inhabitants as the army.

If all of them were transformed into zombies and ghouls, they would inevitably be wiped out if they entered rashly, and there was no room for negotiation at all.

Just when Arthas was in a nervous mood and wished he hadn't been late, he suddenly saw civilians coming and going in the streets, and a scene of peace and tranquility.

Moment!

His hanging heart finally let go, and even had the illusion that he had finally been redeemed.

When Uther saw this scene, her originally tense face gradually eased a lot.

For the paladin knew that the prince's impatience, anger, and hatred were due to excessive concern for the safety of the people.

Small mistakes like this, committed for good purposes, are undoubtedly forgivable and forgivable.

So, the two quickly put aside their previous little unpleasantness and began to exchange information about the Cursed Sect and the Magical Plague.

Gianna let out a long breath and sat down to watch the pair reconcile, dozing off on a distant stone with a tired face.

Along the way, in order to calm Arthas's emotions and keep it from completely out of control, she basically didn't get a good night's sleep.

Not only should you go to the prince often in the middle of the night to provide an outlet for him, but you must also find ways to comfort him in times of anger.

In addition, the mage is not known for his physical strength in the first place, so he has already reached his limit.

To be fair, everything Gianna has done for Alsace along the way can definitely be regarded as a "model girlfriend" and a "good wife and mother".

Even the rude behavior of the latter when he was angry, as well as a lot of excesses, were tolerated.

You must know that she is not an ordinary commoner, but the princess of Kul Tiras, who has been pampered and spoiled since she was a child.

This kind of woman is already quite educated if she doesn't take the initiative to lose her temper, not to mention tolerating others to lose her temper with herself, even if the other party is the prince of the Lordaeron Kingdom.

So Gianna's love for Alsace is beyond doubt.

Only such strong and sincere feelings will make a person like her arrogant take the initiative to put down her body to cater to the other party.

It's a pity that the two are destined to be inseparable.

From the moment he was targeted by the first Lich King Neozu, the tragic fate of Arthas was sealed.

Zuo Si did not intend to interfere in this matter.

Because he knew that this was an important node in the timeline that the Bronze Dragon Legion was concerned about.

As soon as something goes wrong, then immediately a bronze comes along to correct the so-called "mistake".

Before the ontology descends, it is not a clear choice to collide head-on with these guardian dragons who wield the power of time.

So Zuo Si just handed a cup of tea mixed with golden thorn grass and tranquility flowers to Gianna.

The latter suddenly came to his senses after smelling the smell, hurriedly rubbed his face that looked a little dull, took the teacup with both hands and barely squeezed out a smile: "Thank you." That's exactly what I need.

I find you guys seem to be pretty good at discovering and using a variety of herbs.

Not only can you concoct magic potions that have never been seen before, but you can also create functional drinks with effects such as refreshing, removing fatigue, and speeding up health and mana regeneration.

Is this also the knowledge imparted by the God of Contract? ”

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "That's right." If you like, I can make a recipe list later. This way, even after returning to Dalaran, you can still drink your favorite Golden Thorn Meditation Tea. ”

"Give me the formula?

Are you sure?

You know, these things are worth a lot of money in Dalaran.

I think any mage would be more than happy to pay a hefty fee to get them.

Moreover, it was able to file an application for patent protection with the Kenrito Council, and then exclusively produce and sell it, taking advantage of the intellectual monopoly for a few years to make a huge profit. ”

As she said this, Gianna's eyes flashed with intense curiosity.

Because so far, the performance of this church, which has been built by swagger and deception, is too perfect.

Whether it is treating the plague-infected civilians at all costs and never charging any fees, or sharing their exclusive knowledge and technology without reservation, they seem to be so pure and kind, and there is not a single stain or blemish from beginning to end.

"No, no.

God loves the world, so He teaches us to help each other and learn to share.

If there is a hungry person who needs food, then feed it;

If someone with a cold needs clothing, provide them with clothing.

By the same token, when someone needs these recipes, we're happy to make them public and share them with everyone.

Only in this way will the suffering of this world be reduced and will it become a better place.

What's more, money can't bring real happiness and joy at all, and it can't get real friendship, family affection, and love. ”

Zuo Si obviously knew Gianna's psychological state at this stage, as well as her mental and mental deficiencies, and easily won the other party's huge favor.

To be precise, this "daughter of the sea" was quite naïve and naïve in terms of politics and position before she became blackened, and her mind was full of unrealistic idealism.

For example, in a vain attempt to keep the tribes and alliances that have formed a blood feud forever, he did not hesitate to sell his biological father, Alliance Admiral Dai Lin, to Thrall.

Another example is that he tried to use his personal friendship with the tribal chief Thrall to mediate the conflicts and contradictions between the two camps, but as a result, he was not a person inside and out, and even a large number of opponents appeared within Theramore.

So what is the most attractive thing for a naïve idealist?

The answer is very simple.

It is another group of idealists with lofty ideals and great beliefs, which are incompatible with the cruel reality.

"Does less suffering make the world a better place? You and your God are so admirable. In the future, if there is anything that can be used for my help, please speak up, and I swear that I will never refuse as long as I am able. ”

Gianna solemnly made a promise.

She was unaware of the sinister and cunning calculations behind it.

After all, if you want to transport a large number of people from Lordaeron in the north to Thorn Valley in the south, the first thing that needs to be solved is the safety of the ships and along the way.

And who else in the entire alliance can have more ships and a stronger navy than Kurtiras?

At least until Gianna staged the good show of fatherly love and filial piety, she only needed a letter to ask the huge fleet led by Dai Lin to do a small favor.

Just as Zuo Si pretended to express his gratitude, the smell of roasting wheat suddenly wafted from the city of Stratholme in the distance.

Judging by the smoke from the chimneys of several large bakeries, it is not difficult to tell that the bakers are baking and serving the daily staples for the city's residents.

Moment!

Arthas, who was still talking to Uther one second, was shocked the next.

"Oops!

We're too late!

Those...... Those breads were baked from grains contaminated with the plague!

Now the whole of Stratholm is full of infected residents!

Look, they're coughing slightly, and it won't be long before they're turning into undead. ”

"Damn! How so? Gianna slammed to her feet, her face suddenly turning unusually pale and bloodless. I remember Archmage Anthony saying that this terrible plague was supposed to be created by psychic magic, so if we can crack the mysteries, we can create an antidote to save everyone. ”

"It takes time to make an antidote with magic! But we're running out of time! ”

As he spoke, Arthas turned his gaze to Zoth and Lenny, a kind of priest.

"I need your help! Need it more than ever! ”

"Hug ...... Sorry, Your Highness the Prince. We have too few men to save all the inhabitants of Stratholme, not even half or a third. ”

Lenny covered his face in pain.

It was only then that he finally understood why his god would require all his followers to sail to the southern Valley of Thorns to settle down.

In the face of a plague outbreak of this magnitude, even the collective overdraft of pastors in the church is a drop in the bucket.

The prince was obviously not surprised by this answer, and subconsciously clenched the war hammer in his hand and responded in a cold tone: "I know. You can save as much as you can, and I'll take care of the rest. ”

"What do you want to do?"

As the closest couple, Gianna was clearly the one who knew Arthas the most among all the people present, so she immediately sensed that something was wrong.

"It's easy! I'm going to purify Stratholme. Rather than watch countless civilians become undead, I would rather end their lives with my own hands. ”

Arthas did not hide it at all, and was straightforward about his intentions.

"What? Are you crazy? ”

Uther's eyes widened in disbelief that these were coming from the mouth of a paladin who had sworn to protect the weak and uphold justice and justice.

Gianna also dissuaded: "Don't be impulsive! There are certainly quite a few people in Stratholme who have not been infected by the plague, and you can't just slaughter them like cattle for fear of the spread of the plague. ”

"Nope!

I am not impulsive, but a well-thought-out conclusion.

If this is not done, those infected by the plague and cannot be treated will be killed by the same as the rest of the people when they become undead.

And those who are killed will also get back on their feet and become terrible enemies.

Even those who were rescued would have been attacked with heavy casualties.

Only by following my method can we maximize the survival of some of the residents.

Think about it, if those residents learned that they would become undead and attack and hurt everything they loved in life, what would they choose?

Do you accept this painful and hopeless ending, or do you die with dignity as a person of sound mind?

If it were you, what would you choose? ”

Arthas made his point in an almost roaring manner.

He didn't even realize that from the moment he made his choice, he had fallen into the trap set by the Dreadlord when faced with this typical tram problem.

Or from the very beginning, the Lich King has been forcing him to make difficult choices, breaking through the psychological and moral bottom line again and again.

At the end of each selection, Arthas slides into the evil camp.

And the Stratholme massacre is the most important step in crossing the line between good and evil.

From here, there was no turning back.

"Of course I would choose the latter.

But the problem is that no one has the right to make choices for the inhabitants of the city.

And when only a small fraction of the population can be saved, how do you decide who will die and who will survive?

Can you guarantee fairness?

Is there a guarantee that everyone will accept this outcome?

No, you can't.

We are like prisoners trapped in a cage, and whatever we do is wrong. ”

As she said the last few words, Gianna looked frustrated and sad.

The smarter a person is, the more powerless they will feel at such a time, knowing the outcome but not changing anything.

But Arthas couldn't care so much at this time, and said categorically: "Since you can't do it, then I'll do it!" The undead must not be allowed to flee Stratholme and continue to spread the plague throughout the kingdom, which will only lead to more deaths. ”

"Please give me a moment! In a day or two, I can teleport back to Dalaran and request an emergency meeting for the archmages to figure out how to do it......"

Gianna finally tried to get her prince to abandon his crazy idea of slaughtering the city.

But before she could finish speaking, Alas interrupted impatiently: "There is no time left!

Those who are infected can have only a few hours or even minutes to live.

Once the transformation begins, the entire city will be reduced to purgatory.

At that time, those who could have been saved will also be killed in the chaos.

Have you forgotten what happened in Fireplace Valley?

If there were no miracles from heaven, the results would have been catastrophic. ”

Uther couldn't help but retort after being silent for two or three minutes: "How can you have such thoughts? It's crazy! There must be other solutions. ”

"Nope! Without! Any hesitation and indecision will lead to more serious consequences. Uther, I command you to clean up the city in your capacity as the future king! ”

Arthas began to yell as if he was enchanted.

He didn't understand such a thing at a glance, why didn't the two people in front of him understand?

Obviously, you can save more people by doing so, and you can also restore peace to the kingdom that has fallen into turmoil and chaos.

As for the inhabitants of Stratholm who were about to be slaughtered, it was only a necessary sacrifice made as a last resort.

I believe that after learning the truth, they will also understand the pain.

"You're not my king yet. Not to mention, even if I were, I would not obey such an order. ”

Uther did not hesitate to refuse.

As these words blurted out, the scene immediately fell into silence.

The solemn atmosphere made the air freeze.

Born as a commoner and never seen anything like this, Lenny swallowed to ease the tension in his heart.

Only Zuo Si still maintained an indifferent appearance, admiring the famous scene in front of him as if he had watched an animation.

Especially after experiencing Arthas's mental journey up close, he could understand very well why the first filial son of Azeroth would make such a choice.

In fact, most people in modern society, if they didn't know the plot in advance, they would probably make almost the same choice as Alsace.

The Dreadlord Marganis harnesses the goodness, duty, anger, and hatred of human nature to push Prince Lordaeron into the fate he has planned.

Eventually, Ajas, who had lost his mind during the quarrel, declared Uther treason, which directly led to the betrayal of his own relatives.

Not only did Uther and Gianna choose to turn away, but even his knights and soldiers felt that the order to slaughter Stratholme was too outrageous, and they chose to abandon the prince.

Looking at the hundreds of receding figures, Arthas felt as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp sword, as painful and desperate.

There's nothing more frustrating and frustrating than thinking you've made the right decision and not being understood by someone close to you.

But soon, he found out that Zuo Si's church did not leave anyone, but chose to stay without exception.

This made Arthas's already dead heart rekindle a flame of hope, and he turned around and asked, "Why didn't you go?" Orders like this to slaughter cities should not be in accordance with your beliefs. ”

"No, you are mistaken, Your Highness the Prince.

We didn't stay to participate in the massacre, but to save as many lives as possible from the inhabitants of Stratholme.

We will not abdicate our responsibilities for the sake of a slight difference of opinion.

They will not sit back and watch one by one die when they are able.

So please send out as many of those who are still saved as much as you can, and we'll take care of the rest. ”

With that, Zuo Si put one hand on his chest and bowed to the prince, who had not yet been completely consumed by darkness.

Although there are many controversies over the Stratholme massacre, both technical and moral.

But it is undeniable that Alsace is the only one who is willing to sacrifice his personal reputation at such a time to stand up and bravely take responsibility and infamy.

You must know that he is the crown prince, there is no need to take such a risk, he can completely leave the problem to Uther to deal with, and let himself be as pure and flawless as a white lotus.

So no matter what the outcome is, this courage to take responsibility alone is worthy of admiration.

At least a hundred times better than those guys who always want to hide, lie, and shirk responsibility in the first place when something happens.

"Hahahaha!"

When Arthas heard this, he immediately covered his eyes and let out a burst of laughter, and in the laughter, he could vaguely see that the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

But soon he controlled his emotions that were a little out of control, took a deep breath and said, "Thank you, thank you and your God for not abandoning me at such a time. I swear that when I become King one day, I will support you in replacing the Church of Light as the only legitimate faith in Lordaeron. ”

"You're so polite, that's what we're supposed to do."

After that, Zuo Si gave Lenny next to him a color.

The latter understood this, and immediately began to instruct the priest and the accompanying believers to build improvised beds, prepare herbs, and use magic to make holy water......

There is even a wall made of wooden fences to prevent the bodies of some seriously ill infected people from quickly deforming and harming others.

Seeing this, Arthas ordered the soldiers to carry a holy water to protect them from the plague, and then entered the city through the main gate.

After a while, a steady stream of terrified residents fled from the interior, some of them still covered in blood, and the young ones were generally under forty and over six, and the symptoms were not very serious.

Because only these people are more likely to be cured after taking herbs and holy water.

As for those who are too old, too young, and seriously ill, they don't need to ask and know that they will definitely be killed mercilessly.

The prince completely abandoned morality and law, and used the most extreme utilitarianism to sift through the entire inhabitants of Stratholme.

Almost at the same time, he also engaged in a bloody and brutal race with the Dreadlord Marganis.

All of a sudden, killing, death, and redemption began to play out in the city.

When the undead discovered that a large number of plague-infected residents were being properly treated in the camp on the outskirts of the city, some of them even recovering quickly, they immediately launched an attack on the area.

Tens of thousands of ghouls, zombies, and skeletons poured in.

Since most of the soldiers had already been brought into the city by Arthas, the Church had no choice but to let the militia go up first, relying on the fortifications that had been built before.

Almost a third of the priests even stopped making herbs and holy water, instead fighting alongside the militia to ensure that the fragile defensive line did not crumble.

Many of the refugees who fled Stratholme also took up arms to join them.

They are not fools, and of course they know that if the defense line is breached, there is only one fate waiting for them and their families.

If you don't work hard at this time, when will you work hard?

"Spearmen prepare! Stab! ”

"Damn! We have no arrows in our crossbows! ”

"Then smash it with a stone!"

"Hold on! Don't be afraid! These undead are not a big deal at all, except for the large number of them. Thinking about the family behind us, we have no way back. ”

"I'm fighting with you! Kill!!!! ”

……

With hoarse roars and roars, everyone erupted with unprecedented power.

At this moment, the intensity of the battle outside the city was not much worse than that inside the city, and even more so.

"Wei ...... Great God! What are we going to do now? ”

Lenny felt his mouth dry and his heart racing, and he didn't know what to do.

If it weren't for the absorption of some merchants, squires and nobles along the way, it is estimated that it would have been a mess by this time, and where else could it organize any defense.

Now it is they who have taken on the task of organizing the scheduling.

Zuo Si responded quietly: "Don't be nervous, we're defending quite well now."

As long as you take turns resting, it shouldn't be a problem to hold on for a while.

And over time, more and more people infected with the plague will recover and become a new force.

When the Prince of Arthas defeats the leader of the enemy, the crisis on our side will be resolved. ”

While the two were talking, a militiaman standing on the watchtower suddenly shouted in panic: "Oh no! The undead seem to have brought siege engines! And also...... And several giant monsters stitched together from twisted corpses! ”

"What? They also have siege weapons! ”

"It's over! With this kind of wooden wall, there is no way to stop the catapults. Not to mention a catapult, even a bed crossbow can pierce it. ”

"What to do? Do you want to kill it? ”

"No kidding! It's going to die! ”

Just when countless people were frightened by the new weapons of the undead army, Zuo Si had already floated with magic, and he saw a row of meat grinders in the direction facing the lookout, which were densely filled with bloody corpses.

Unlike in the game, which is merely used as a long-range siege weapon, it is much more useful in reality.

Not only can you throw stones to wreak havoc on walls, but you can also throw plague-laden corpses or blast them apart with a thud when you hit the ground.

Anyone who is killed by a corpse explosion will turn into an undead in a very short time.

In addition to the meat grinder, the large Abomination is also a rather formidable enemy, and with its own weight alone, it can directly knock over a wooden wall and rush in to kill and kill.

With the level of the militia, it is estimated that even if dozens or hundreds of people die, they may not be able to kill a single abomination.

On top of that, behind these elite units is an Azeroth's version of the Lich.

"Hehe, is this because you found that the camp can cure the plague, so you want to eliminate the threat? It seems that Naozu is not as stupid as he thinks, and knows what poses the greatest threat to him......"

Before he could finish speaking, Zuo Si raised his hand to channel the energy of the Holy Light through the incantation.

In the past few days on the road, he has obtained the method of using the Holy Light Energy from Lanny's mouth, and has done repeated exercises, so he is not unfamiliar with using it at all.

After all, at this stage, the undead creatures are the main enemy, and the Holy Light can just restrain them, so naturally they must be mastered first.

With his powerful talent, Zuo Si instantly shaped the huge amount of holy light energy released into a golden arrow form, and then suddenly pointed forward.

Next Second......

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

An overwhelming rain of energy arrows covered the place where the lich was, and the violent explosions and blinding lights that hit the target turned everything in front of him white.

Any undead creature that is irradiated will immediately show more or less burn marks on the surface of the body.

The weaker skeletons fell in pieces.

By the time everything calmed down, the meat grinder that had been driving towards it had all turned into parts that could not be recycled.

Almost half of the Abomination was shattered, turning into puddles of flesh and blood, a foul-smelling sludge.

Such a terrifying spell effect not only caused the people who survived the catastrophe to erupt in earth-shattering cheers after a short silence, but also caused the overwhelming undead attack to be delayed.

Just when everyone thought that with such a protector god in charge, it would be impossible for even more undead to attack it, the biting cold suddenly erupted without warning centered on Zuo Si.

Syllable!!!!!!

A crystal clear prismatic icicle suddenly appeared out of thin air and shattered in less than a second, creating a massive killing radius.

One of them cut the stakes supporting the watchtower like a sharp blade, causing the entire tower to tilt sideways, nearly hitting the militia below.

There are also smaller pieces of crushed ice that have either been cut or frostbitten after flying some distance.

But fortunately, there are enough priests that after a simple treatment, there is no danger to life.

As for Zuo Si, who was at the center of the explosion, he was not hurt at all.

All the blades of ice were blocked by the scorching ring of flames that surrounded him before they could get close to him, and they evaporated in an instant.

There is no doubt that the frost magic just now is the iconic Frost Nova of the Azeroth Lich.

Since confirming that there is a lich, Zuo Si has been guarding against the other party's frost magic, so he has made full preparations in advance.

After all, this temporary container is not comparable to his own body, and he must be used with care, otherwise a small injury may lead to damage.

"First of all, Holy Light Magic! And then fire magic again? Who are you? ”

With a low hoarse voice, the lich finally broke out of its invisibility and appeared in the open space more than thirty meters away.

From the time of the rain of holy light and arrows just now, he sensed the danger in advance and secretly used invisible magic to hide, intending to kill this human who was suspected of being a high-level priest through a sneak attack.

But he never expected that the other party would not only be able to use such a powerful holy light spell, but also be very proficient in fire magic.

The Ring of Fire, in particular, looks similar to lava armor, but is much more powerful.

Normally, a young genius like this should have become famous in the magic city of Dalaran and even the entire human world.

It's a pity that Zuo Si obviously didn't want to talk, and his two hands instantly burst out with dazzling orange-red firelight, as well as a heat wave rushing to his face.

Flame...... Flame Blast?!

As a high-level mage who came out of Dalaran, the lich could obviously sense the power of the spell from the fluctuations of magic power, and immediately wanted to interrupt the opponent's spell casting.

But unfortunately he moved too slowly.

In other words, Zuo Si's spell casting speed was too fast, far faster than most magic users in this world could understand.

In just two seconds, he had completed the fire magic that others needed at least four seconds or more to complete.

Before the lich could react, a huge fireball with a radius of two meters was thrown straight out.

"No !!!!!"

The Lich instantly attaches a protective flame barrier to himself, while avoiding his body as much as possible to the side to reduce the damage and impact he may receive.

Just half a second later, the super flame burst fireball exploded on his body.

Rumble!!!!!

The violent explosion and fire directly enveloped it within a radius of more than ten meters.

The frightening heat even caused slight signs of melting on the stones and dirt on the ground.

But the Lich is worthy of being a Lich, even though half of his body has been almost burned to black carbide, but he is still alive.

You don't have to ask, you know, this must be the key role of the protective flame enchantment.

The battered lich didn't hesitate at all, and directly released the death pact against the abomination not far away.

Moment!

The death energy that sustained the behemoth was completely seized and infused into the lich's broken body, repairing the broken parts before returning to normal state in just two seconds.

However, he was obviously full of jealousy of this young man who suddenly appeared, and he didn't dare to take the initiative to attack at all, but stared at the two cold lights in his eye sockets and carefully observed, trying to find out the flaws of the other party.

As soon as Zuo Si has the action of casting a spell, the lich will immediately teleport out for a certain distance in an instant, or summon the undead cannon fodder to block in front of him, anyway, it will not fight you head-on, but will delay and consume instead.

For this kind of despicable and shameless tactics, Zuo Si obviously doesn't have a good way.

Because the magical energy that his container can control is very limited, it is impossible to consume it endlessly.

So after trying a few rounds of attacks to no avail, he simply stopped casting spells and stared at him with wide eyes, and no one dared to act rashly.

(End of chapter)