As the most important and the only large-scale mixed-use city in the northern part of the Thorn Hollow, the City of Covenant is clearly home to a myriad of majestic structures built with the help of magic and technology.

Whether it was the huge stone fortress that towered near the harbor;

or a huge lighthouse with a height of 50 meters on a small island in the bay;

Or the magical towers that Dalaran and Quel'Thalas, under the joint direction of the building, were dedicated to training mages;

All of this is spectacular in the eyes of most ordinary people and forest elves who have only just turned from trolls.

Some immigrants even went underground to call the city "New Lordaeron" in honor of their lineage and identity as a subject of the kingdom of Lordaeron.

But among the many majestic and tall buildings, only two are the true heart of the city.

One of them, as you don't need to ask, is a huge castle that rises in the center of the city.

It was a typical political center where the upper ruling class discussed important matters such as domestic, diplomatic, economic, and military affairs, and was also the place where Princess Jialia and Zosi lived.

Whether it is due to the threat of war faced by the humans of the eastern continent of Azeroth for many years, or the horror caused by the two orc wars and the undead plague raging in the north, in short, the people of this world generally have a strong sense of distress.

Rather than more beautiful, beautiful, and comfortable palaces, they preferred to build the residences of kings and lords into military fortresses with strong defensive capabilities.

This is true of the Dwarven Kingdom's Ironforge Fortress, the same is true of the Stormwind Fortress in the Kingdom of Stormwind, and the Riptide Fortress of the Kingdom of Stormgard is a large and complex comprehensive defense system.

So although the High Elves of Quel'Thallas strongly opposed the construction of an ugly castle and instead wanted to design a garden palace in the style of Elven art, they were ultimately rejected because too few people agreed.

However, in order to compromise these haughty pointed ears, the human side eventually made changes to the original castle blueprints, adding some decorative rows to the top.

As a result, the castle of the Covenant City has become the current half-palace castle that looks full of birds and flowers, but at the same time has a very strong protective power.

The three floors near the ground are made entirely of solid and massive stones, capable of withstanding frontal bombardment including rams, explosives, and high-powered naval guns.

However, the upper two floors are made to look like a palace, and there are even plenty of beautiful flowers and a variety of birds and small animals in the courtyard.

A small magical barrier partially obscured the entire palace from overhead.

Only the people inside can see the outside, but the people outside can't see the inside, let alone rely on the ability to fly and directly play airborne.

On the periphery of the lavish palace, there is a circle of prismatic minarets that are built to look like flower petals. Directly connected to the main body of the castle.

If you think it's some kind of decoration built for the sake of beauty, you're wrong.

All minarets were equipped with several cannons, and the wall-like passage connecting the minaret to the castle could accommodate dozens or even hundreds of long-range firing troops.

Whether it's a musket or a crossbow, you can shoot at enemies attacking the castle from the flank.

The hexagonal arrangement of minarets and passages ensured that no matter which direction the enemy attacked, it would inevitably be covered by dense long-range fire and artillery from both the left and right directions.

To put it simply, this is a super fortress that combines magical elements.

Want to punch in?

Not to mention the strong defense system built by the Covenant City on the outermost wall, this castle alone can withstand a siege of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops for months or even years with one or two thousand soldiers without falling.

Not to mention that there is also a secret passage to the sea inside the castle, which can be used to escape by prepared clipper boat when it is too much to hold.

As for the other core building, it is naturally the Great Sanctuary as the spiritual home of all devout believers.

However, compared with the ornate castle and the Church of the Holy Light, which pursues a solemn and solemn atmosphere, it presents a diametrically opposed simplicity and simplicity.

There are no beautiful decorations, no frescoes and reliefs, even the stone pillars are bare.

Only the stone slabs that stand on both sides of the hall and on the walls carved with various laws and rules are so conspicuous and conspicuous.

There is no doubt that it is the dozens of giant stone slabs that display the most powerful spiritual and religious attribute of this place: order.

As Archbishop Ranny, he was standing on the podium to speak to all the believers who came to pray and to the potential believers who came to learn about the teachings of the God of Covenant about the role and importance of laws, rules, and contracts in society, and to emphasize that only a strong order could shape civilization and bring the coveted and stable life to all.

Obviously, this promotion of ideas more than the gods themselves confused the two bronze dragons who were mixed in with the crowd.

Because they've all traveled through the timeline and know what religion and belief are like elsewhere in Azeroth.

Even the Night Elves, who are relatively liberal in their beliefs, can be fanatical when it comes to Elune, the goddess of the moon.

As for the races such as trolls, wild boar people, minotaurs, and harpies, they are particularly barbaric and bloody in terms of religion, and even retain barbaric and cruel blood sacrifices.

Compared to the native beliefs of Azeroth, the Church of the Covenant God seems too rational and secular.

Although the mortal believers around him seem to be very religious, Lenny, as the supreme leader of the church, is always very calm, and consciously suppresses and prevents too extreme thoughts among believers, and also integrates the concept of benevolence, fraternity, and justice of the Holy Light Church.

This unusual signal made Chromie unusually vigilant.

She didn't even pay attention to the constant hints of Ashkami beside her, and immediately blocked the archbishop who was going to return to the office to rest after the speech.

"Is there anything you guys are up to?"

Lenny raised his hand to stop the interception of the two armed priests, with a faint smile on his face all the time.

As a high-ranking priest who had been given the power to do more than the power of Zuo Si and even cast the Nine-Ring Divine Technique, he had noticed these two bronze dragons disguised as gnomes and high elves from the beginning.

Ashkami, in particular, also entered the core of the church with his outstanding performance, and is technically his own person.

It's just that Lenny isn't quite sure who Chromie's dwarf is.

After all, there are only a few dwarf engineers supported by Nomorigan, and they are basically all concentrated in the mountain town at the northernmost point of Thorn Vale and the western wilderness of the Stormwind Kingdom.

The port authority also did not report any gnomes coming ashore.

Therefore, in theory, there should be no such race in the Contract City.

"Hello, Your Excellency the Archbishop. My name is Chromie, and I represent the Bronze Dragon Legion that runs the Azeroth timeline, and I want to speak to the gods behind you. ”

Chromie went straight to the point and made sure he meant it.

She obviously knows very well that going around in circles at this time is purely to find herself unhappy, and it is better to be generous and bright.

"Guardian Dragon? Are you both? ”

Lenny finally realized something, and immediately showed an extremely surprised expression.

Chromie nodded slightly, "Yes, we all are. I'm sorry Ashkami deceived you, but she's just trying to figure out what's going on and why this timeline is spiraling out of control right now. ”

"What do you mean...... Are we experiencing something different from what it should have been? ”

Lenny's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he keenly grasped the key.

"That's right.

In the original history, there was no such thing as a god of contract.

Nor should there be this human city built in the Valley of Thorns, and the thousands of refugees who fled from Lordaeron.

You should all have died under the ravages of the undead scourge.

Princess Galia should not be the queen of Lordaeron either.

But now, what was destined to happen is in chaos, and the future is changing unpredictably.

I tried to correct these mistakes, but found that there was nothing I could do.

Perhaps it all has something to do with the coming of the God of Contract. ”

Before Chromie could reply, Ashkami preemptively told the truth in a complaining tone.

However, her thoughtless speech suddenly made Lanny notice something unusual, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "What do you mean...... The great God saved the lives of millions of innocent civilians, including me? But because it's not in line with the so-called correct history, you want to correct it so that we die? ”

"No, don't listen to her, we absolutely didn't mean that, we just wanted to confirm what was going on."

Chromie glared viciously at the junior beside him who had not achieved enough and had more than enough to lose, and hurriedly squeezed out a smile to justify.

Because she's dealt with so many of these things, she knows exactly how angry and crazy people can get when they learn that they have to die to keep the timeline right.

But luckily, Lenny's anger didn't consume reason, he just stared at the two bronze dragons with hostile eyes, and after a few seconds, he slowly threatened: "I don't care about bullshit timelines and so-called correct history.

It is only known that the great God of Covenant has reached out to us in our most desperate and needy times.

He gave everyone a chance to live and start over, helping us build this safe and prosperous home.

Anyone who wants to change and take it all away, and who tries to banish the gods from this world, will become our enemies, even the guardian dragons.

I promise you, if one day I find out what you have done in it, be prepared to bury the whole world with you.

For the Church will wage a war that kills and destroys everything, bringing your most feared enemies to Azeroth.

Whether it's the Burning Legion, or the Elder Gods and the Void Lords behind them. ”

Hearing this, Chromie's pupils suddenly dilated, contracted, and dilated again, and he subconsciously clenched his fists: "How do you know this?" ”

"Because God already knows everything! I am even more expected to hit the arrival of the bronze dragon! Now, go to the castle in the middle of the city, where the gods are waiting to meet you. ”

With that, Lenny ignored the other party and turned around and disappeared at the end of the passage leading to the Church headquarters office at the back of the Great Cathedral.

Undoubtedly, his statement gave Chromie an unprecedented sense of crisis.

After all, the Burning Legion and the Old Gods, as well as the Void Force behind the Old Gods, have always been the two terrifying enemies that have caused the greatest harm to this world.

Neither one is something that the guardian dragon can fight alone.

So after standing still for a long time, Chromie finally mustered up the courage to leave the Great Sanctuary and turn around for the castle in the center of the city.

When she came to the door, she found that someone had been standing here for a long time.

Led by the latter, the two bronze dragons quickly passed through rooms and passages, eventually arriving at a very private, windowless reception room.

An elven chandelier with a soft magical glow dispelled the darkness, allowing for a glimpse of the drinks, fruits, and snacks on the table, as well as the figure sitting upright in the chair.

"Welcome, emissary of the Bronze Dragon Legion. Especially you, dear Chromie. Zuo Si took the initiative to greet him.

"Do we know or meet?"

Chromie had a puzzled look on his face.

Because this tone is obviously used only when greeting acquaintances.

But she doesn't remember any intersection with each other before, even in the past and future of countless timelines.

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, no, I just spied on your past and future through the torrent of time, as well as your role in some major events." ”

"What? You can also control the time! ”

Chromie's mouth opened wide in shock.

Because the power of the bronze dragon to manipulate time comes from the power of the original and oldest titan, Al-Mansur.

Although it was not infused by the Titan himself, but by the first generation of high-ranking guardians he created, Rai, it was unique in Azeroth.

No matter how powerful the corruption of the Elder Gods was, no matter how powerful the Burning Legion and the Dark Titan Sargeras were, they could not gain the ability to manipulate and traverse the timeline.

Because of this, the bronze dragon is known as the most mysterious of the five guardian dragons.

Unless they themselves are willing to show up, it will not be easy for even the other Guardian Dragons to find them.

But now, there is another god in this world who can see through and even manipulate time, which naturally makes the bronze dragons nervous.

This means that the other party can not only change the current timeline, but also potentially endanger more timelines, and even the main timeline that must not have any problems.

"What, do you feel weird?

In the endless multiverse, there are simply too many powerful creatures and gods who can manipulate time.

You are only trapped on a planet in this universe, so the wider world out there knows nothing.

What's more, how do you know that the so-called correct timeline guarded by the bronze dragon must be right?

Must be best for Azeroth and all the creatures that live on this planet?

Or to put it another way, how do you know that the Titans must be right, and not a lie made up to get you obedient?

If Al-Mansour really has the power of full time, then he should be omniscient, omnipotent, and invincible.

But the results of the Titan Pantheon you have seen.

Effortlessly, the dark Sargeras destroyed these fellow Titans and even imprisoned their souls.

So I think it's time to make some changes. ”

With that, Zuo Si raised his hand and released a time acceleration magic, and before the two bronze dragons could react, he stuffed a grape into each of their mouths.

At the moment when the time was over, Chromie was the first to notice the extra thing in his mouth, and beads of sweat immediately ran down his forehead and cheeks, and he subconsciously swallowed the grapes.

She never expected that before she could use her time ability to give the other party a dismount, she would first be given a dismount by the other party with an unknown time magic.

In contrast, the young Ashkami did not realize the seriousness of the problem, but instead stared at the whole bunch of grapes on the plate and drooled after eating one.

Gluttony, lethargy, lazy......

The nature of the Azeroth dragon is on full display in her.

"Here, take it, it's all yours."

Zuo Si was very friendly and generously pushed several plates full of snacks and fruits forward.

"Thank you!"

Ashkami, who couldn't withstand any temptation at all, immediately began to eat nonsense.

Since she had missed the most important lunch of the day since she had gone to the Great Hall with Chromie, she was now hungry and wanted to fill her stomach first.

Looking at this subordinate who couldn't do anything and didn't have anything left to eat, the only thing Chromie could do was to let out a helpless sigh, raised his hand and grabbed his hair, and asked in a tone of uncertainty that he was not very sure: "What change do you mean?" Subverting Titans' transformation of this world? Or do something to Azeroth's Star Soul. ”

"Neither. What I want to do is for the native sapient beings of Azeroth to choose the future of this planet for themselves. ”

When he said this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a hint of banter and playfulness that was not easy to detect.

"The choice is your own?"

Chromie frowned instantly, clearly not understanding the meaning.

Or, she didn't think that a mass of scattered or even hostile races could unite to determine the future of the planet.

Because in all timelines, war and confrontation have always been the main theme of this planet.

Whether it's between the Alliance and the Horde, or other intelligent races that don't have joiners, they will fight without feeling an external threat.

"Yes, let them make their own choices."

Zuo Si replied in the affirmative without hesitation, and explained in a pretended serious manner: "As a guardian dragon who gained power from the Titan Guardians, you should be well aware that the Titans made a great transformation of this world when they left, right?"

Have you ever wondered why they left behind people like the Emerald Dream, the Forge of Will, the Forge of Origins, and so many Guardians before leaving?

Is it just because he is afraid that the Elder God will escape from the seal and make waves?

Or do you want to avoid other forces from snooping on the powerful star souls that this planet brings?

No, it's neither.

This was done so that the native creatures born later in Azeroth could in turn influence the Star Soul and shape it more deeply, making it what the Titans wanted it to be.

i.e. to be one of them.

But what the Titans didn't expect was that not long after completing the transformation, the strongest of them would mutiny.

As a result, the entire Pantheon was destroyed by the latter, and it was no longer possible to monitor the changes on the planet.

Moreover, the ancient gods also took the opportunity to send down the curse of flesh and blood, turning those Titan creations who originally only knew how to obey orders and lacked free will and independent thoughts, one after another, into later humans, dwarves, and dwarfs.

So from the moment these races were born, the Titans' plans had actually collapsed and gone bankrupt.

Azeroth is now on a different unknown path.

It seems to me that you bronze dragons are meaningless in your insistence on the so-called correct history.

For the power you possess is itself the greatest disruption to the timeline and the source of all chaos. ”

It's no secret that the force that has caused the most damage to the Azeroth timeline is the Eternal Dragon Legion.

And the Eternal Dragon Legion is the other side of the Bronze Dragon in the torrent of time.

This also means that the Bronze Dragon would not have had the power to manipulate time in the first place, and it is unlikely that the so-called timeline has been tampered with by external forces.

If the Bronze Dragons really want to solve all the timing problems, the easiest way is to go back to the point when Nozdorm was given the power of the Titans, and then prevent the next scene from happening.

That way, there won't be a lot of mess in the back.

But the reality is that neither the Bronze Dragon nor the Eternal Dragon has the slightest inclination to make similar moves.

Is it that they do not know that by doing so they can permanently destroy the enemy at the source?

The answer is clearly no.

As the people in the world who have the deepest understanding of time, they obviously know what the consequences of this are.

But it may be that for some selfish reason, he is unwilling to give up the power of time.

Nozdorm, in particular, is very easy to escape from his doomed tragic fate, just go back in time and let his former self refuse the blessings and powers bestowed by the Titan Guardians, and then let other dragons take over.

Anyway, as long as the power of the Titans is obtained, any Ancestral Dragon can be transformed into a guardian dragon at that time, and to put it bluntly, it is a group of tools that are used.

Responsibility, glory, power, and authority are nothing but a set of tricks to fool people into working in vain.

"We are the source of all the timeline chaos?!"

It was undoubtedly the first time for Chromie to hear such an accusation, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Because now she doesn't know the truth about the Eternal Dragon Legion, she just feels that the other party seems to be referring to something.

"If you're confused about that, go back and ask Nozdorm.

He already knew everything, but he didn't tell any of his children.

As for this timeline, you don't expect it to revert back to the state it was in without any changes.

Because I have my own plans and plans for Azeroth.

Don't worry, I'm not trying to do anything with this planet like the Burning Legion or the Elder Gods, just collecting a small amount of energy.

As the star soul that gave birth to the Titans, this planet is able to draw infinite energy from the universe, so as long as it is not drained all at once, it can always recover slowly over time.

And in exchange, I will be the protector of this planet, helping you to repel any enemies that come your way.

It doesn't matter if this enemy is the Burning Legion or the Elder Gods. ”

Zuo Si very simply stated his intentions and attitudes.

"Can you take on the Burning Legion and the Dark Titans behind the Legion?"

Chromie raised an eyebrow and began to look up and down.

"Of course I can't now.

Because it's just a mortal body controlled by a wisp of consciousness.

Although it has become a lot stronger after some transformations, at best, it can barely reach the level of a demigod in the wilderness of this world, which is too weak.

But if I can successfully descend a clone, even if the Titans of the Pantheon are collectively resurrected, I am sure that I will defeat them all.

After all, I'm not alone, but I can summon many of my men and allies to help.

Each of them has the power to crush a planet with ease.

As for the likes of Akmund and Kilgardan, who seem to you to be extremely powerful, they are nothing more than two clowns who can be crushed to death with just one finger by the power of Sargeras.

And I will prove it in the upcoming Battle of Mount Hyjal.

Okay, that's all for today's conversation.

I think you've got enough information to go back and talk to Nozdorm.

I'd rather be an ally with you than an enemy.

However, it will depend on the decision Nozdorm makes next. ”

With that, Zuo Si stood up and disappeared into the darkness without looking back.

Chromie, on the other hand, stood there without saying a word for several minutes before dragging Ashkami, who had already swept all the snacks and fruits on the table, and even the tea in the pot, to quickly teleport back to the Cave of Time in the Tanaris Desert.

Although she wasn't sure if the other party had deliberately exaggerated in the conversation just now, she was sure that the entire timeline had been locked, and this matter was definitely not something she could handle, and she had to report it to the Bronze Dragon King, Nozdorm, immediately.

……

At the same time, in the northern part of the eastern continent, in the kingdom of Lordaeron, the massacres caused by Arthas continued.

Although reinforcements from the Coalition countries have begun to arrive on the front lines of the Silver Pines Forest one after another, and have also taken the initiative to march into the Tirisfal Glades, hoping to help rescue those towns that are still desperately resisting, in order to save more innocent civilians.

However, it is a pity that the main force of the natural disaster that has rushed from the East Wilde area is already in place, and a large group of fortifications has been built on the basis of the royal capital.

The temporary commander of the coalition forces only glanced at it, and immediately gave up the plan to attack, and could only build a defensive line in place with the intention of blocking the opponent's southward movement.

Are you kidding!

The capital of King Lordaeron was originally one of the most defensible and difficult cities in the human kingdom, and the surrounding fortresses, arrow towers, and tall and thick walls alone were enough to withstand the onslaught of enemies more than ten times their size.

Not to mention that at the moment the Union army is still at a numerical disadvantage, and heavy weapons such as artillery, catapults, bed crossbows, and ballistas have not been delivered at all.

At this time, taking the initiative to attack the city is definitely impatient and wants to find death.

Even if the marshal gave an order, the commanders of the legions belonging to the kingdoms below would not agree.

However, in order to obtain more information and first-hand information, the coalition still sent a large number of light cavalry scouts and dwarven griffin squads to go deep into the interior of the kingdom of Lordaeron to reconnoitre.

The news of the results came back to everyone in shock and horror.

The Tirisfarian Woodlands, home to more than two million people and immensely rich, are now in ruins.

With the exception of a handful of towns with strong walls and fortresses, the rest of the world has long been more than just a matter of falling, but all the living have been killed and transformed into undead creatures.

And the plague quickly contaminated the land and water, presenting a horrific spectacle of distorted death.

According to one of the mages, this is no longer suitable for all living life, including humans.

In some places, the Lichs and Necromancers of the Scourge have erected cauldrons of smoke in a clear attempt to spread the plague further afield, ultimately fulfilling the land's strategic intent to turn the land into a paradise for the undead.

You don't need to ask to know that this kind of behavior that destroys the living environment from the root completely angers the Alliance troops who have come from afar.

The irascible dwarves even rode griffons and threw bombs at the undead gathered in the royal capital every day to vent their inner anger.

Others want to find Arthas so that they can find out the traitor who killed his father and mother.

Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that Arthas had already led the elite out of the Tirisfal Glade into the Western Plaguelands.

At this moment, he was riding his recently resurrected horse, Invincible, and stared without saying a word at the badly decomposed coffin that had just been dug up from the tomb.

You don't need to ask to know that it contains the body of Kel'thugad who was killed by his own hands.

Obviously, Arthas's goal now is to take the remains north to Quel'Thalas and resurrect the Great Lich through the infinite energy of the Well of the Sun.

This is also the reason why on the southern front, the Scourge Legion has gathered a large army but has never launched an attack.

Soon, with the concerted efforts of the followers of the Cursed Sect, the dirt covering the coffin was quickly cleaned up.

When the lid of the coffin was pried open, a pungent rancid smell came to my face.

In the coffin, Kel'thugad's body was already decomposing beyond recognition, and dense insects were shuttling between the rotten flesh and the gaps between the bones, presenting a picture that was enough for a normal person to vomit out the overnight meal.

But Arthas, who was already a death knight, didn't react at all, and only made a slight frown.

On the contrary, the Dreaddemon King Tikdios on the side couldn't help but show a look of disgust, and immediately complained, "Damn! The corpse was too badly decomposed to make it to Quel'Thalas, and we had to find another way to prevent it from continuing to decompose. ”

"Does it have to be in Quel'Thalas?" Arthas turned his head and questioned.

"Yes, the High Elves' Sunwell is one of the few points in this world where magical energy meets, and only there can Kel'thugad be endowed with powerful arcane magical energy, making him eligible to open the Legion portal."

Tikdios patiently explained.

As the titular leader of all the Dreadlords, he is not as domineering as his fellow citizens, and even speaks with a sense of politeness and grace.

So he was quite happy with the warrior chosen by the Lich King in front of him, without the slightest hint of hostility or tension.

"And what do you need me to do?"

Alsace continued to ask.

Without thinking, Tikdios replied, "It's simple. You'll have to snatch a magically blessed urn from the paladin's hands and put his remains inside. During this time, the remains themselves must not be contaminated with any death or psychic magic, otherwise the resurrection will not have the desired effect. ”

"Understood, I'll snatch this urn back."

Alsace took on the task very simply.

Just as he was about to lead a group of ghouls in the direction of the city, the Dreadlord suddenly reminded him from behind, "Be careful, don't be careless.

Because your teacher, Uther the Lightbringer, the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, is now stationed in Andorhar.

The power of the Holy Light in his hands was unusually powerful.

Several fierce sieges had been burned to ashes by him and a group of paladins.

Even Baron Rivendell barely made it back alive. ”

"Uther? Hum! I just happened to have something I wanted to talk to him about in person, and it was a great opportunity. ”

A creepy sneer appeared on Arthas's face.

If there is anything other than the title of the first filial son of Azeroth, it is undoubtedly "nostalgia".

Whether it is the transformation of Farrick and Marvion, who have been loyal to him for a long time after becoming a Death Knight, or resurrecting the invincible horse, or completing the "feat" of killing his father and mother with his own hands, it reflects Arthas's subconscious distorted obsession with his closest friends, partners and loved ones.

Even he wasn't aware of that.

With this obsession, the mighty Scourge soon approached the walls of Andorhar once again, strewn with corpses, broken flesh, bones, and dried blood.

Since Arthas had no intention of hiding it at all, he rode the undead horse at the forefront, so the Silver Hand Paladin, Ballard, who was standing on duty on the city wall, immediately recognized the prince who had committed many crimes, and angrily scolded: "Great traitor!

You insulted your father and family, and you still have the face to appear here?

I don't understand why Uther vouched for you in the first place!

The honor he had accumulated over his life was now all in vain because of what he had done!

I curse you not to die well! ”

However, Arthas didn't bother to respond to this kind of scolding, and rushed directly with the army of undead behind him.

He jumped up the wall, which was not very high, and began to reap the lives of the soldiers around him with the sorrow of frost.

In the blink of an eye, a section of the city wall mixed with hundreds of veterans and militia members was cleared.

The army of ghouls followed suit and easily climbed up from below, pouring into the city, breaking through the seemingly impregnable defenses in less than a few minutes.

Several paladins tried to rush over to plug the gap and cleanse the influx of undead with holy light, but they fell to Frostmourn.

And that's not all!

Their corpses were also pulled up and transformed into Death Knights, turning around and joining the sequence of Andohar.

"No !!!!!!!"

Seeing this, Ballard immediately charged like crazy.

He knew very well what it would mean for the refugees in the city to be breached once the walls were breached.

But just two or three seconds later, a sharp, cold sword pierced through the Silver Hand Paladin's chest.

The armor that shone with silver light did not play any protective role, it was easily pierced like cream, and even the blood that flowed out was quickly frozen into ice cubes by ultra-low temperature.

"It would be nice if your strength was half as good as your mouth. At least it can help me pass the boring time a little. Arthas sneered.

Then, with the sudden power of Frostmourn, he turned the opponent into a Death Knight.

There is no doubt that the ordinary Silver Hand Paladin is no match for Arthas, and is often killed if he can't even take a face.

Some of them managed to escape the transformation of evil artifacts because of their strong belief in the Light, but many more were torn souls into puppets without free will.

At this moment, the paladins of the entire Silver Hand Knights are like the reserves of the Death Knights of the Scourge Legion.

Basically, as many people come and die, and most of them are successfully transformed.

By the time they entered the streets of the city, the number of Death Knights had numbered more than thirty.

Combined with the ghouls and zombies transformed from the corpses of soldiers, the Scourge Legion was more than three times larger than it was before the siege.

Alsace himself, in particular, seems to have enjoyed the sensation of slaughtering his former colleagues.

Whenever a paladin appears, he will immediately rush over on his invincible horse and slash him down.

When he arrived at the gate of the Knights' barracks, he finally saw the figure he once admired so much.

"Long time no see, you look a lot older, Uther."

Arthas paused to kill and slowly approached on his horse.

"Your father ruled this land for decades, and it took you a few days to make it prosperous, and it took you only a few days to make all that effort come to naught."

Uther stared at the prince, who had completely taken on the appearance of a dead man, and his whole person was like a volcano about to erupt.

He didn't dare to imagine why the disciple who was willing to sacrifice himself for the people became what he is now, and why he did the tyrannical act of killing his father and mother.