"Stop! This is the Royal Quarter, and no one is allowed to enter it without the orders of the Queen or Lord Valimas. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "The Forsaken Royal Terror Guardian in red armor at the door, blocking Putress' way.

These Royal Terror Guards are the Dark Queen's most elite soldiers, and each of them has a wealth of combat skills and great power, even if some mages are not cheap in their hands.

Putres certainly didn't have the courage to give it a try.

"Please help me inform the Queen's advisor, Lord Valimas, that the pharmacist Putres has asked him to come out."

From his dirty surgical gown, Putress pulled out a piece of paper with the Royal Apothecary's Association logo and handed it to the Royal Terror Guard at the door.

The Royal Terror Guard took the paper from Putress and gave it a look to the guards on the other side, then he turned and walked into the depths of the Royal Quarter, where the remaining guards at the door took over his duties and stared at the pharmacist Putress in front of him.

For these Forsaken soldiers, the Royal Apothecary Society is a love-hate existence. They are above the army, they have their own armed forces, and sometimes they will squeeze the living space of the army, making ordinary forgotten soldiers miserable. However, they were able to develop various potions to repair organs and increase strength, which made them very helpless.

Putress walked up and down the gates of the Royal District with some restlessness, his mind echoing from time to time with the words of the adventurers employed by his manufacturing department.

"Master Apothecary, a few paladins have come down from the Darren Mountains, and they have taken a large number of refugees with them in Gadar, as if they were the leaders of the army that passed through Silver Pine Mori some time ago. Now, he is trying to take these people back to the Silver Pines Forest. ”

Thinking of this, Putress became a little excited, creating too many abominations and ghouls, and Putress also wanted to try to create some death knights, death knights completely of his own. If you were a paladin in life, then such a material would be perfect.

Moreover, Putress let out a hehe laugh, and they will dedicate their strength to the destruction of the world of the living in the future.

The Queen's personal advisor, Valimas, agrees with him, and for this he will gather some troops loyal to him to serve himself, and wait for Valimatas to have everything ready. Putress was a little excited, and he thought about it later.

Maybe you can be the king of the Undercity at that time?!

There was a dull sound of footsteps in the hallway leading to the royal quarter, and a demon with a pair of flesh-winged wings stepped out, his head had a pair of long curved horns under the influence of evil energy, he was nearly 8 feet tall, his limbs were very strong, his arms and body were covered with armor that was blazing with evil energy, and his toes were only two, bent back like a deer's feet.

The demon walked out of the passage of the royal quarter, and he saw Putress on the side at a glance, and then the demon said with some dissatisfaction.

"You'd better not talk nonsense, Putress. My time is precious, and I don't have time to play with your corpse-made golems. ”

"Lord Varimasas, please take a step to speak." Putress suggested as he glanced at the royal terror guard standing guard next to him.

Demon Varimathas snorted, a breath of evil energy erupting from his nose, and he followed Putress to the side, away from the Royal Guardian of Terror.

"Varimathas, this is not the same thing we said we were talking about. I have something I need your help with. Out of the confines of the Royal Terror Guard, Putress no longer called Valimas, and called his name directly.

"Really?" Demon Varimathas looked at him with some contempt, the fire of evil energy beating in his eyes.

"My Death Knight experiment, missing some tough paladins. And now there are a few paladins out there, and they are passing by Brill, and I hope you can send me some troops to help me attack them, and bring back a few corpses of paladins. Putress looked at the demon in front of him with some dissatisfaction, it seemed that he didn't take it to heart about the things he had negotiated with him before.

"Just for this little thing? You called me out of the Queen's side? The demon Varimatas was a little annoyed, and he pointed at Putress to curse something, but he immediately stopped his anger. Wait, let me think about it. ”

Valimathas looked down at the carved skull patterns on the ground, walking back and forth.

This idiot wants to attack the crusaders outside?

Varimathas couldn't help but glance at Putres, who was seriously awaiting his reply.

It's my instinct to create chaos, and it's best if someone I can take advantage of.

As for whether Sylvanas would be punished, Varimathas laughed inwardly. That stupid, small, arrogant High Elf undead naively thought that by controlling his soldiers and not clashing with the Crusaders outside, he would be able to avoid the increasingly powerful humans?

Hmph, then let me add a fire to this. The more chaotic you are, the happier I am! The more intense you fight, the better it will be for us in the Burning Legion!

Varimasas looked at Putress with satisfaction, you are my best use of it!

"Varimasas, this is not in line with what we negotiated before, you said that you would help me destroy the world of the living, why do you have to regret it now?" Seeing this, Putres was also a little angry.

"No, no, no, how could it be? My friend. The demon Varymathas, as if his face had changed, made some incomprehensible noises that seemed to be laughter, and then spoke to Putress with a pleasant face.

"What we agreed on before will not change, and even in the end I will support you to sit in that position." Valimas's voice was low, low and long, and he said seductively.

"You will be the supreme being of the Undercity in the future. However, we need to be careful now," Varimathas gestured to the Royal Terror Guardian watching them vigilantly from afar.

"After all, it's the female elf who is in charge of everything here, isn't it? Rest assured, I've got your back. ”

Putress' carrion-fleshed face twitched, and his body trembled with it. Varimathas saw in his eyes something called ambition. He scolded with a secret smile in his heart. "Fool, everything I do is for the Burning Legion!"

"Although the queen has decided not to attack those humans outside. However, as the Supreme Defense Officer of the Undercity, it is my responsibility to send out some scout forces to scout the movements of the humans outside, and these forces will be commanded and arranged by the Pputress Apothecary. ”

"How's it going, are you satisfied? Big Pharmacist Putres? Demon Varimatas said with some compliments. Inside, however, it was a different story. "What an ambitious fool with no strength, if you destroy this world, maybe then Lord Kilgardan, and even Lord Sargeras, will reward me with great strength!"

"Very well, Varimasas, I hope we can have a good time together." Putress was overjoyed by the demon's last compliment, and he felt his whole body float.

Big Pharmacist? Hmph, it's not enough, it should be the king of the Undercity!

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On the small hill near the Undercity, a group of human soldiers were lying in the grass, observing the magnificent ruins of Lordaeron ahead, and at the foot of the hill a hundred and ten meters behind them, several warhorses were tethered together and pockets were sheathed.

"You've all been here for so long, have the self-aware undead discovered us? Didn't they all know some witchcraft? A young soldier leaned in the grass and asked his teammates.

The young soldier still had many bean-sized freckles on his face, and some hats made of leaves on his head to hide his yellow hair, and he was looking curiously at the Forsaken soldiers standing guard on the upper floor of Lordaeron's Ruined City, and he continued to ask,

"Don't they need to eat or drink while standing like this all day?"

"What do they live on?"

"How do they give birth?"

"Why would the Great Lord think of shielding and covering us with leaves? Who came up with this method first? ”

"Shut up!" An older soldier on the side couldn't help but scold, "Didn't your recruit captain tell you to talk less and observe more when you were a scout?" ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, Corporal Miller." The young soldier blushed and bowed his head. Then he said with some embarrassment. "I... I'm just a little nervous, sorry, not next time. ”

"Relax Canon, don't listen to Miller's nonsense, no one is born knowing these things. Believe it or not, you ask the captain what his recruits look like. A veteran with a stalk of grass in his mouth next to him lay on the grass with his hands on his head, looking at the dim sky and comforting the recruit Canon.

Miller tried to retort with some dissatisfaction, but when he saw the veteran wink at him, he didn't speak.

Sure enough, the recruit Canon was distracted, and he turned to look at the captain in the middle with a straw hat, who was lying motionless in the grass, observing the undead in the ruins of Lordaeron.

"Really? Captain? Recruit Canon asked Scarface, as if pleading for comfort.

"Hmm." The captain looked at the target in the distance and replied. He didn't care about the reaction of the recruit Kanon afterwards, he thought about what his first day of recruitment would look like. At that time, I didn't seem to be any different from Canon, right? Then the corners of his mouth crooked, and he smiled very inconspicuously.

"Captain Archette, have you been to Lordaeron?" Just as the captain was distracted, the recruit Canon on the side asked coldly.

"I'm from Kasu, and Kasu is in the northwest corner of the Tirisfal Glade. It's too far away from the royal capital of Lordaren, I've never been here, and I didn't expect it to be destroyed by the scourge of the undead. ”

Recruit Canon lay on his stomach in the grass, looking at the ruins of Lordaeron, and said with a little regret.

Yes, the largest city of humanity was breached from within by Arthas, led by an army of the undead, and they destroyed it like that.

By now, the hatred has long been solidified in Captain Achite's body, he will no longer see those undead and rush to fight like losing his mind, he will use his brain more to think about what to do in order to get the maximum effect, but revenge will not be forgotten!

In the distance, the gate of the ruins of Lordaeron suddenly opened, and the soldiers who had been chatting stopped talking, and Captain Achiter's heart tightened, and then he beat violently.

His eyes widened as he watched, wondering what was going on with these undead.

Large, small zombies rushed out of the gate at great speed and began to assemble outside Lordaeron.

They seem to be called ghouls?!

They grew in number, and soon covered the vast blank land outside Lordaeron.

There are no other people here, why are they so excited? And the only one who can make them do this is Brill.

"Corporal Miller, you and Canon will go back and tell the Wing Commander now. Let's just say that these Forsaken are moving, and it is very likely that the target is us, so that Major Thomas is ready! Achite looked at the ghouls assembled below and commanded in a low voice.

"Sergeant Jones, take a long detour to the west hill and see if these undead have arranged a sneak attack on the side."

The old soldier with the stalk in his mouth nodded, spit it out, and bent over, following Canon and Miller as they rushed to the horses under the hills.

"Rest of you, let's see what these undead want to do here!" Captain Achite shrank his arm and hid his trembling hand.

Come on! You bastards! The time has come to avenge my brothers and sisters!