It's not that I don't want to chop melons and chop vegetables to kill them.

Are you curious?

Have you heard that if you destroy the heads of these zombies, they will die?

What I want to tell you is...... Some yes, but not here!

Either they don't have brains, or they don't need them at all. This group of walking dead is nothing like the Stitch Monsters that need to be dissected and reassembled, as well as some of the higher Death Knights.

They are not manipulated by the brain, but ...... Magic!

It was the blue silk threads on their bodies, like flowing water, that were wrapped around their chests and bones.

Back then, the magical energy on these guys was so abundant that the Alliance Army and the Tribal Army paid a great price just to rush under the Gate of Damnation!

It's great...... Price.

Either smash them or chop off their heads with an axe. And not mere destruction.

I pushed the walking corpse out of front of me, and the blade of my shuriken rested on its shoulder. If this was a flesh and blood, living creature that breathed warmth, my sharp blade would have spurted a stream of red, steaming blood from his neck as soon as I pulled it.

But it's obviously not.

If I didn't have that thing in my leg, I could have kicked it down, but now with one in my leg, I'm bound to be pulled down by it if I lift my leg.

Now that the sword in my hand was useless, my right hand directly spread the hilt, and quickly pulled an axe from my left waist. The backhand was drawn straight at its head.

The blade of the axe slashed off its jaw, and I twisted my wrist and the axe back. This one slashed firmly into its cervical vertebrae.

Its cervical vertebrae were broken, and its head was tilted backwards, and the skin on the left side of its neck was cut off by me, but the skin on the right side of its neck was still attached.

The scene where the head is dragged down by the attached skin is really ...... Tut......

The walking corpse fell to the ground, and I raised my axe and slashed at the gnome in my leg.

The dwarf must have been infected with the rabies virus, and when I smashed its head, it finally relented. It's just that my leather pants were bitten through a hole.

What a mouth!

I put my finger into the torn garment, there were still two layers inside, and I didn't bite through, but it was necessary to have tooth marks on my skin.

I turned my eyes to the abomination, and it still didn't move, but suddenly there were more demons around the abomination.

Those creatures...... Well, you can't call it a creature, the monsters are gathered around the abomination. This monster is one of the most annoying things in this place.

They're sewn together, too, but they don't need clothes, they don't need the cold, they don't even have the slightest protection on their bodies, but that doesn't stop them from being the fastest, most nimble monsters here.

They don't have any other organs on their faces other than their eyes, and the only eyes are so big that you wonder what kind of creature it must be to have such big eyes.

And the most terrifying thing is that it is not a pair of eyes, standing ...... Big! Eye!

The person who created it probably didn't think about how to protect such a large eyeball, yes! Except for the eyeballs, the creator forgot to make the eyelids!

This kind of thing is called a demon, and there were quite a lot of such things in Naxxramas Castle back then.

So much that it makes your scalp tingle!

And these things can run, jump, and even climb! They are very flexible.

During the attack on the Gate of Damnation, these gadgets really caused trouble for the soldiers.

The big eyes were all on me, and one even climbed onto the shoulders of abomination. It's really infiltrating, and I always feel like they're going to attack me.

Putting away the axe, I picked up the sword on the ground again, my leg still hurt a little, so I patted the wound on my thigh and moved in the opposite direction to the demon.

At this moment, I cursed in my heart, Lord of Berval, who sat on the throne of ice that could not be seen at the top. Uh, no, it's supposed to be Lord Lich King by now.

When I get to the top, I'll have to ask him what happened to his minions along the way.

I slashed all the way all the way to the gate of damnation, and finally came to the gate of damnation, Angasa, and the black wall made me feel depressed, and the outrageous height made me feel suffocated when I looked up.

And the gate was just as open, and on the wide steps of the gate sat a few evil spirits, who postured and felt like people sitting on the side of the road in the countryside basking in the sun. Without looking at their faces, of course.

I still remember this place, how can I forget!

In this place at my feet, countless heroes have fallen.

One man has risen to the top as the new Lich King, and another Horde hero has fallen here, the son of the Orc King Sarufar...... Sarufar Jr.

He died where I stood, his axe shattering from the Lich King's blade. His armor was as soft as tofu in front of the artifact in the Lich King's hand.

The Lich King ended the life of little Sarufar with the runic sword Frost Grief, a symbol of the undead Scourge, but the Lich King didn't intend to stop there, and he captured the soul of little Sarufar with him!

If it weren't for the militants among the Forsaken dropping virus bombs on everyone from the mountains, maybe ......

Alas!

The great pharmacist named Putress did deliver a fatal blow to the Alliance and the Horde. The bombs it dropped on us wiped out sixty or seventy percent of the Union and Horde armies, including those who escaped on the spot and still died of infection.

He should have been cut with a thousand knives and his bones scattered. But on the other hand......

This should never be said in public......

He...... It also contributed to the defeat of the Lich King.

Yes, his bombs hurt our people, but they also wiped out the undead scourge...... And hurt the Lich King!

I could put it another way, if someone in Lordaeron Stormwind or Orgrimmar heard this, they would probably be furious on the spot, but that's the reality!

On the other hand...... His attack actually saved some people alive.

At that time, the army attacked the Gate of Damnation...... As I said earlier, it didn't go very smoothly at all, and there was no devastating scene, and the black iron frenzy of the Kukaron orcs was indeed quite spectacular, but it was extremely stupid to rush in when there were almost all demons and walking corpses in front of the dark gate.

Little Sarufar died a well-deserved death, I admired him and respected him very much, but he really rushed too far ahead!

It's too far ahead!

Berval's army held back a large number of Scourge troops, and I was quite happy when little Sarufar rushed down the mountain with his men at first, but this young orc didn't know if he had misjudged the current battle situation or was a little confused about his own strength.

In fact, at that time, he took the Kukaron orc cavalry to intercept the left side of the army of the undead scourge on the waist, but this guy rushed in and intercepted the waist successfully, but then he rushed out of the chaotic army with a large number of cavalry.

There was nothing wrong with that, but he immediately made the worst possible decision. He rushed directly to the gate with his cavalry.

The undead in front of the door were densely packed with numbness, but the stunned young boy obviously felt that his cavalry was crushing the skeletons.

At first, it was like this, but I couldn't rush it!

I don't know if Bolvar communicated with the orc troops before the battle to specify the tactics, I don't belong to Bolval's army, so I don't know. But when I saw little Sarufar rushing into the Scourge formation, I was more worried. Of course I scolded him, I called him stupid.

Seeing this, the Alliance forces rushed in, but the orc cavalry surrounded in the center of the Scourge army was alone.

We really couldn't rush in, and little Sarufar also paid with his life for his recklessness.

Anyway, that group of orc cavalry must be more than lucky, and the chance of survival is almost zero.

The artillery on the periphery didn't dare to shoot at Little Sarufar, but firing at the nearby Scourge army was like throwing pebbles into a pond, and the splash didn't feel like a fart.

And the Lich King has finally come out, which can't be called belated, the Lich King should have been hungry and thirsty in the face of the reckless orc cavalry.

And when the Lich King walked out of the Gate of Damnation and stood on the high platform, all the Scourge soldiers let out a wild roar...... I could instantly feel the effect of this roar on our soldiers.

It's true!

The blue light emitted from the Scourge Army instantly soared, and I really felt the temperature of the air around me drop a lot at once.

Boval had tried to save him, but the Lich King had already made his way towards the orcs.

Orcs have a fine tradition called ...... Makgora. But this ritual doesn't count at all in this place!

The Lich King doesn't care about your glorious traditions, and he doesn't care about your honor. That's what he did.

The demons were like a churning black wave, which surged up all at once, and the cavalry was instantly submerged. The Kukaron Wolf Cavalry Regiment, which was still in high spirits and arrogant just now, is gone......

Little Sarufar's body was never recovered, but its weapon was later found while cleaning up the battlefield. It's not like it's broken.

It's a bit of a long way off.

Little Sarufar died a heroic death, and he died suddenly. The appearance of the Lich King directly raised the combat effectiveness of the Scourge Legion by more than one notch.

Do you understand what I mean?

If it weren't for the Great Apothecary Putress Stick, who threw poison gas into the battlefield, wounded the Lich King and forced it back, annihilating a large number of Scourge soldiers in an instant. According to the original development, the Duke of Boval and all these alliance tribes will be wiped out!

Of course, always remember that these words should never be said in public. If you don't want to be locked up.