"A hymn to civilization, a hymn to courage, I appreciate your courage, but you have made a wrong judgment!"

On the deck of the fast-flying forbidden ship, the Prophet Viren sighed a little bitterly: "I have advised you many times not to fight the necromancers in the wild, their numerical superiority is beyond your imagination! Holding on to Stormwind is the only possible way to achieve victory, but you still have a choice..."

The Prophet shook his head:

"And you, now pay the price."

From the porthole of the forbidden ship, King Varian, dressed in armor, watched the rout below, looking at the soldiers being pursued by the necromancy, he clenched his fists in pain, while the Human Emperor Emperor Lothar stood aside, reaching out and patting the young king on the shoulder.

The Draenei had just returned to their new home after returning to Stormwind when the Draenei's nobles had decided to confront the invading Necromancy on the battlefield of the East Valley, despite his persuasion.

The Prophet, who had seen first-hand how the Necrons had outnumbered the demons, saw the future of the rout, and at the request of Emperor Lothar, who had arrived urgently, the Draenei had once again activated their ships and brought the Emperor and the King to observe the battlefield.

At this time, Donggu was also as they expected, under the combined efforts of the undead, the human position had been completely submerged.

"Save them, Prophet!"

Varian looked at Viren, and he pleaded:

"We were wrong, we underestimated the undead, but these soldiers are innocent, even if it opens a path for them, please!"

Viren nodded, his ability to come here proved that the prophet was willing to help humanity, and at his signal, the other two ships broke away from the trajectory of the forbidden demon ship, and used their newly modified cannons to strafe the pursuing necromancers from the air, and opened a way for the defeated human army to escape with difficulty in the harassment of the death ravens.

The forbidden ship continued to move forward, and quickly came to the front of the battlefield, there was no trace of the living here, there were dead spirits everywhere, and the rolling dark tide of undead on the ground was dizzy, but the prophet's eyes narrowed at this moment.

Surrounded by the undead, he saw the familiar figure.

"Tyrion! He's here! ”

With the voice of the prophet, Lothar and Varian looked at the ground at the same time, where the King of the Necrons stood in the tide of the undead, and on the ground in front of him, a familiar figure was being entangled by the death energy little by little, and the fire of holy light on the person was still fighting back, but in the face of more and more death energy, he seemed to be suffocated.

"Boval!"

Varian drew his weapon and was about to rush towards the portport, but was stopped by Lothar, and the Human Emperor looked at Varian and whispered to him:

"You can't go! Stay here! ”

With that, the Human Emperor pulled out the legendary weapon Slayer behind him with his backhand, and between the flames jumping, Lothar walked quickly to the teleportation, while the Prophet followed behind him.

Two pillars of blue light appeared on the ground in front of Tyrion, and the prophet held up the shield of holy light the moment he landed, and the scorching light burned the surrounding undead to ashes in an instant, and Lothar roared angrily, and the whole person jumped up from the ground, holding a flaming sword, and slashed at the body of the king of death.

"Bell"

The collision between Apocalypse and the Exterminator made Tyrion take a step back on the battlefield for the first time, the ground under his feet suddenly cracked between the collisions of power, and the magic blade in his hand also buzzed more violently, it felt the provocation of the weapon on the other side, which made Apocalypse almost unbearable.

This was the first time Tyrion had fought someone who was also armed with a legendary weapon, and now it seemed that he was not the only one who had been favored by the world.

Compared with the haze and cruelty of the apocalypse, the exterminator in Rosa's hands is more arrogant, like an indifferent hot-blooded warrior, never afraid to engage the enemy in close combat.

"Boom"

Lothar flicked his wrist, and the burning fire on the sword coiled around the blade, making Lothar look like he was wielding a real pillar of fire, and the human emperor's old face could not hide his fierce fighting intent, and in those eyes, Tyrion saw a deep hatred.

"Oh? Medivan's best friend came to me for revenge. ”

The King of the Blades let out a low laugh, his gaze skimming over Lothar and falling on the Prophet Viren with a complicated expression:

"It's great news that the Draenei have found a new home, but I'm curious, where would you hide your people? Hehe, it's better not to be Northrend..."

Hearing this, Viren's eyes picked, and Tyrion, who saw this scene, was like a child who had stolen candy, and a truly happy expression appeared on his face:

"Ha, you've sent your own people to hell with your own hands... Listen to me, the friends you're about to make aren't as "friendly" as I am. ”

"Don't get stuck with him! Prophet, leave with Berval! ”

Lothar took the Exterminator in his hands with both hands and roared and rushed towards Tyrion, who also clenched his weapon, the battle between the Legendary Weapon and the Legendary Warrior allowed the dangerous energy to escape everywhere, the red warrior fire and the dark red death energy intertwined the land, the Destroyer gave Lothar new power, as if the noblest blood of humanity had been awakened.

This power allows Lothar to confront Tyrion strengthened by dragon blood, the sheer strength of a warrior that is even more destructive.

But this level of battle is not over in a short time, Tyrion propped up his dark green shield, and he let out a short laugh when he saw Viren walking briskly towards Bolvar.

"Leave? No, no one wants to leave today! ”

"Viren, old friend, when I knew you were on the human side, I had one for you... Gift! ”

"Wow"

As Tyrion's voice fell, the magical camouflage in the forests on both sides of the battlefield was torn apart, and behind the Lich Derlandon and the Lich Arugao, stood the tall and dead Colossus of War, and behind them the sunlight cannon had opened the focal mirror, and the golden light quickly fell from the sky.

The eyes of the Prophet, who had seen the power of this weapon, shrank at this moment, and he quickly turned his head and waved wildly towards the Draenei Forbidden Ship in the sky behind him.

"Leave! Get out of here! ”

"Hahaha, Human Emperor, Holy Light Prophet, will be buried here today!"

Tyrion wielded the Apocalypse and forced Lothar back to Viren with a powerful blow of annihilation, while the Lords of Death who were hiding in the forest rushed into the battle, and two orcs in new armor surrounded Viren and Lothar from behind, armed with new battle axes and wearing new armor.

Luminas and her husband descended from the sky on the Bone Dragon, and Lord Iriel, Lord of the Draenei, stepped out of the battle formation behind Tyrion with a complicated expression. In the dark forest, Rogorio and Celent had already drawn their bows, and the Blood Mage's magic had locked on to the two besieged opponents, and now they were only one step away.

Seeing the teleportation pillar of the forbidden ship light up again, Tyrion's eyes became angry, because the planned space blockade never appeared.

"Khadgar! Where is your space blockade? ”

Tyrion's angry voice rang out in the Great Lich's soul, and the next moment, the Great Lich's voice responded:

"Here we are!"

"Huh"

The heavy spatial anchor began to quickly wrap around the space around the battlefield in the vibration of the cold magic, and under the leadership of Tyrion, the Death Lords burst out with the most powerful battle posture and rushed towards the surrounded Lothar and Viren, but just before their attack arrived, just before the spatial anchor completed the blockade, the figures of Lothar and Viren disappeared into the blue pillar of light teleported.

The sunlight cannon behind the colossus opened fire at this moment, and 8 staggered golden rays of light wrapped in a large net in the air, entangled the fluttering forbidden demon ship in it, at this moment, the gem spaceship was hit by at least 3 shots, and the crystal bulkhead on its surface was blasted out of the cracks, and between the black smoke, the spaceship staggered away from the battlefield.

"Stupid!"

Seeing that a perfect strangulation would come to naught, the King of the Blades, full of anger in his heart, stepped forward, reached out and clasped the neck of the dying Boval, lifting his body in the direction of the ship, and in Varian's desperate gaze, Duke Boval's heart was pierced by the apocalypse.

Like a banner of flesh and blood, it hung on the crescent-shaped blade and shook in a demonstrative manner.

"You left him behind!"

Tyrion's eerie voice resounded through the sky: "Remember this scene! Little King, it is you who have left your warriors behind, and when he takes revenge on you... Don't think he's cold-blooded! ”

The other Death Lords looked at the rare rage of Tyrion, and even the always craziest Luminas quietly hid behind Myra, and everyone was disappointed that this ambush could have achieved even greater results, and it was even possible to completely defeat the Human Empire here.

But they failed, and a few minutes later, with the light of the portal shattering, the figure of the Great Lich appeared next to the Death Lords with an eerie atmosphere, Khadgar looked at the others, at their unsheathed weapons, and he felt the deadly arrows looming at him in the forest behind him, and the Great Lich knew very well why.

And in the midst of the Death Lords, Tyrion sat on a blood-stained stone, with his back to the Grand Lich, wiping the blade with Duke Berval's ribbon, his voice more cold than ever.

"Tell me, Khadgar, that this was an accident, not in some kind of yours... Selfishness! Otherwise, I would... Very disappointed. ”

The Great Lich nodded calmly, and he stretched out his hand, and in the shattering space, the unconscious Master Assassin Garona was locked and bound by runes. Harvard Olsen appeared in front of everyone, and when the Great Lich raised his hand, the Death Lords saw the wound on his chest that had begun to fester.

The special toxin equipped by the legendary dagger monarch slayer was configured by Gul'dan himself, and the toxin of this thing was so violent that even the undead could not resist it.

"There was a little bit of an accident... But I'll take care of it. ”

The Great Lich whispered:

"For my dereliction of duty, I will also show my loyalty with actions."

"Wow"

The Demon Blade Apocalypse was placed in the scabbard behind Tyryon's back, and the King of the Dark Blades stood up, and when he turned around, there was no longer a cold expression on his face, replaced by the gentle smile he had as always, but there was no smile in those eyes at all, he shook his hand, and the Death Lords quietly dispersed.

The Great Lich could still sense the hostility of these unruly lords towards him, and Tyrion walked up to the Great Lich and reached out and patted him on the shoulder:

"Accidents happen, I can understand that, especially with some minor entanglements between you and Lady Garona... I'm not going to force you to turn her into an undead, but like you said, since you've made a mistake, you'll have to find a way to make amends. ”

"Three days! I'll give you three days, and I'll see Stormwind burn in the fury of the Blades, I'll see the kingship of Wryon collapse across the land, and I'll see... That victory should have been held in my hands! ”

Looking at the most powerful lich under his command, Tyrion whispered:

"Tell me, Khadgar, tell me personally, this is the last time you let me down."

Khadgar's silver eyes didn't change, and he nodded like a true undead:

"Yes, this is the last time I will disappoint you, Your Majesty! This will never happen again. ”

"Good."

Tyrion turned, and a Grim Reaper Raven landed beside the King of the Blades, and he waved his hand:

"Do what you have to do."

After everyone had left, Khadgar reached out and tugged at his mage hat, and he turned to look at the orc assassin bound by the rune locks, a flash of tenderness in his silver eyes, albeit fleeting.

He stretched out his finger and stroked the unconscious Garona's face, wiping the blood off her face, the cold frost spread rapidly on the body of the Master Assassin, just in an instant, Garona was frozen in the thick ice, she was not dead, but her life activity was undoubtedly suppressed to the lowest point.

"That way, you won't get me in trouble anymore..."

At Khadgar's soft groan, the portal opened again, and he turned and walked inside.

There is no time to rest, and the next few days, he will be very busy.