Kel'thugad looked so excited that he even began to talk to himself at one point. I understand his desire for the unknown, but I don't like the way he looks.

Although we were attacked, we did not leave the village.

I feel that Kel'thugad has used my men to fulfill his wishes. The army had all withdrawn from the village, and at the large warehouse at the entrance of the village, Rickel Sugad began his experiments.

I was right next to it.

It resurrected the walking corpses in the same way as Arthas, I think he wanted to resurrect the werewolves, but at the beginning of the ritual he was not at all as casual as before, and instead carefully cleared a clearing on the thatched floor of the warehouse and painted runes and a lot of strange symbols on it. The other seven corpses were also carefully laid aside. This seriousness had never been seen in him, not even in Soval and Sherling's treatment of corpses.

Kel'thugad fiddled with the thing for a while, and finally began the summoning ritual. At this time, he was the only one on the side of the circle, and all the acolytes and lichs stood on the wall.

I know all the lichs who are with Kel'thugad now, the lich named Les was arranged by Kelsegad to stay in Barov's house, and the lich named Araki was rearranged to go to East Wilder to summon more troops, after a few battles, although our army still has a great advantage in numbers, but with the increase in the number of death knights, once they let them lead part of the army, the number of armies under Arthas has decreased dramatically.

Although Dalaran and Quel'Salas were destroyed, Stormgard's strength was still there, the Hammer Dwarves were unmoved, the Copperbeard tribe should know about these situations even though they were not moved, and the appearance of werewolves in Gilneth was obviously not a good sign.

Now the demon needs Arthas to prepare a ship, but he hasn't said where to go, but he has already made it clear that he wants to leave here. I don't feel that this land has any value in guarding, but Arthas is not ready for the human army to fight back. So, Araki, as one of Kel'thugad's most trusted lichs, is endowed with abilities that surpass all other lichs.

There is a lich here, although not as powerful as Araki, but he was Kel'thugad's apprentice in Dalaran, and his name was Amenar.

There is also a man named Aman Sagard, who always reminds me of Agamande. And there is a guy named Sarnos who was originally wanted by Arthas, but now Arthas has accepted it.

These guys are supposed to be watching, I didn't ask them how they were different when they became liches compared to when they were alive, I mean learning to practice spells.

Kel'thugad was thinking about something, and I was expecting something strange to happen, what would happen to that corpse, for good or bad.

But when he finished reading, nothing happened!

I squinted and glanced around, and everyone around me was silent, and I wouldn't even move, which was a little embarrassing!

Kel'thugad looked down at the corpse, and the way he looked made me laugh out loud, literally like a marionette.

It snorted, "You have no idea how complicated this is!" ”

"Of course I don't know how complicated it is, I'm just laughing at the way you look." I say.

It ignored me and leaned over the still warm corpse, "This corpse...... It's kind of weird. ”

"It's weird all over." I say.

"I mean, why does it have traces of magic!" It said. A few of the lichs next to him began to exchange ears.

"Is this a product of magic?" Yamenar asked.

"Isn't that nonsense? Have you ever seen a creature like this? I snorted. There are similar spells in the forests south of the Stormwind Kingdom. ”

But Kel'thugad denied me, "This is no ordinary magic, this kind of magic is different from the magic used by humans. It said.

"How do you know?" I asked.

"Every kind of magic is like a math problem, but no matter what kind of problem it is, it can't do without those numbers, and no matter how complex it is, it must follow the most basic theories and methods." It said, "But the traces of magic on this creature are clearly not...... It's not human spell! It said firmly.

"That means ...... This force was not sent by humans! I said.

"I can't say that." It said as it sliced its fingers open the corpse's chest. At this point, the corpse's sternum was like foam in a beer glass at its fingertips.

Cracking open its sternum revealed the lobes of the lungs and heart. It reached out and pulled out the very large heart. "Who has ever seen such a big heart?" After dissecting the heart, it said in confusion, "This is not the same as the human heart." ”

I didn't understand the difference, and he continued, "There's magic in this heart. ”

"And their blood ......," Kel'thugad held out his blood-stained fingers, "Sarnos, come and see." ”

The guy named Sarnos cut open the blood vessels in his heart to let the blood flow into the palm of his hand, and he sucked it gently twice with his mouth and said, "This is human blood!" ”

I had no feeling for this phrase, but Kel'thugad and the people around him were surprised. "What's wrong with that?" I asked.

"In other words, this is a human change!" Kel'thugad said.

Actually, I still don't feel anything, after all, I've seen the changes in the bodies of jungle trolls. "Is it serious?" I say.

"The one who wields this magic must be found!" Kel'thugad said solemnly.

"And what were you doing?" I asked. "Do you want to resurrect it?"

"Yes!" It said, "But it didn't work out!" It straightened up and pointed to the corpse on the ground, "It's immune!" ”

I suddenly didn't understand the word "immunity".

"The magic on it resists my magic." Kel'thugad said.

"What's the problem?"

"If this thing continues to exist and is at war with us...... Our army will be dwindling until it will be wiped out completely! It said.

"Why resist?"

"I don't know."

"Don't you know about the magician named your?"

"I don't know everything!" It said, "And I don't know anything about dragon magic. ”

This defeat made Kel'thugad a little angry, but it didn't let the corpse go, and it continued to cast spells for a long time to no avail.

The acolytes lifted the body aside and replaced it with a new one. I thought that this corpse was intact and could have some new conditions, but no, the furry black body still didn't react at all.

"What the hell do you want to do?" I asked.

"My magic can't affect it!" Kel'thugad gritted his teeth. "Its soul ......," suddenly it laughed. Previously, only Alsace could influence their souls...... At best, we're going to turn them into the walking dead. It looked at the lichs around it, "We've never tried to ingest the souls of those guys, so let's see what the souls of these things are like today!" ”

The lichs gathered around the corpse, and several of the lichs cast spells on the corpse. It's a spectacular scene, but I don't think it's any different from a child's tinkering.

Isn't this group of guys a spell that doesn't affect the soul itself, and now everyone can get together? It would be nice if there was a little bit of a situation, but it lasted for a while and there was not even a fart.

Just when I thought it was going to work, there was a scream from the corpse, not the roar of a werewolf, not the sound of an animal, but the voice of a human.

It's the cry of people! And it's screaming.

The werewolf corpse in front of him had its mouth open and didn't move, and the sound was not from the corpse! When I observed this, I saw the white figure being dragged out of the corpse.

The white figure was in an extremely distorted state, and it was struggling. Several of them saw that the soul was pulled out and quickly increased the intensity of the spell, the soul obviously did not want to leave the corpse, and at this time it was no longer screaming, the sound was simply harsh, extremely sharp!

I looked closely at the distorted white figure and was amazed to see that it had a human face!

Yes! It's distorted, but it must be a human face.

Watching Arthas extract souls is as easy as picking noodles from a pot, but how can these guys work so hard!

Could it be that the corpses are different?

After the efforts of several lichs, the soul was finally unearthed. It was like a sturdy animal that had been tied up, and it writhed frantically except that it could not move its head, neck and shoulders.

The energy coming from Kel'thugad was stronger, and it spoke: "Revenant! What were you when you were alive! ”

But the soul wasn't stubble, it was just howling. It can be seen that several lichs are helpless at this time. They weren't going to be able to quiet the revenant, or at least say something useful to them.

Kel'thugad slowly became a little angry, although he was Arthas's second-in-command, but the current situation should have made it see the huge gap between himself and Arthas.

When the lich really couldn't move it, Kel'thugad ordered it to be released. Actually, I'm a little worried, this thing looks much scarier than a mad dog, and if we let it go, it won't attack us.

Just as the magical restraint was untied, the revenant let out a final roar and vanished into the dim air.

Suddenly there was silence in the warehouse, and I was ...... A little uncomfortable.

The blue light from Kel'thugad's head flickered softly, and it stared at the corpse on the ground in a daze.

"Change a corpse!" It turned to the acolyte next to it.

When the new corpse was replaced, it did not hesitate to cut open the corpse's chest.

"Maybe it would be better!" It says.