Tyrion never thought of placing the battlefield where the war ended in Northrend, on the land of the Dragonbone Wilderness.

It's not a good battlefield, it's a cold climate, it's covered with snow that has accumulated for thousands of years, no one knows what's under the snow, and there are many fierce mammoths and their kobold retinues roaming the plains, and of course, the most important thing is the Temple of Dragon's Sleep in the center of the Dragonbone Wilderness, where the base camp and sacred place of the Five-Colored Dragon Legion are located.

Although he is not afraid of dragons, it is undoubtedly unwise to go to war with them on their home turf, and according to the information obtained by Tyrion, the Red Dragon Queen who has been "yin" by him once seems to be recuperating in the Temple of Dragon's Sleep at this time, and it is not a pleasant thing to face the thick-skinned mad mother dragon without the dragon battle treasure - the dragon's soul in her hand.

He had important things to do in Northrend on this trip, to teach the reckless human king just a casual move, and seeing the arrival of reinforcements from Arthas, the Great Lord of the Darkblade knew that it was time for this scene to end.

He promised Lothar that he would give the Human Empire time to recuperate, so that he would not break his promise at this time, and similarly, the test for the exterminators has also ended, although it is a pity, but the current Arthas, indeed does not have the ability to wield this imperial sword.

He was still too immature.

But before leaving, the Great Lord doesn't mind having a good time with these "pioneers"... Have a play.

The Grand Garrison Marrad and the Spider Priest Kirix are two of the most powerful in this group, compared to the Spider Priest who is more adept at spiritual combat, the Great Garrison has become the main attacker of this small team, and only the divine shield he wears all over his body can protect his body from erosion in the icy storm around Tyrion.

While Marad and the Grand Demon King Tyrion were fighting head-to-head, the other members stood on the periphery, supporting the Great Garrison with an endless stream of spells.

"O elementals! Listen to me! ”

Dressed in the orc shaman's signature bone armor, Thrall raised his hammer and fused his will with the elemental power that haunted him, and the next moment, a dazzling thunderbolt descended from the sky, and beneath the gloomy clouds in the sky, the blinding white light reflected Thrall as if he had come to the world.

He seemed to be encased in a layer of thunder armor, and at Thrall's shouts, the hammer in his hand seemed to wield a thousand acres of power, and pointed at the Great Lord Tyrion who was blocked out of the line by the Great Garrison.

"Huh"

The lightning trident that danced in the air like sparks of silver trees pierced the air, bringing a scorching stench, smashing the extremely lethal force on the dark green light shield outside the Great Lord's body, and the heavy anti-magic shield was hit by this blow, but it only left invisible ripples on the surface, and it failed to hinder Tyrion's actions.

And beside Thrall, under the protection of Bane the Minotaur with heavy weapons and heavy shields, the trainee shadow hunter Wojin is squatting on the ground, drawing a special voodoo circle with a set of simple and small totems, behind Woking, you can faintly see a fleeting distorted shadow, like some kind of powerful ghost, is observing the battlefield in front of him through Woking's vision.

"Interfere with him! Sal, hold him back! ”

Woking's shouts echoed in the air:

"Soon! Right away... Give me a few more minutes! ”

On the periphery of the battlefield between the Grand Garrison and Tyrion, Archmage Modra held a black wand, and between the flicks of her fingers, a stream of bright starlight flew out of the wand, "wiping" the ghosts that were constantly growing in the air due to the rhythm of death energy around Tyrion, and behind her, Gianna and a Draenei priest were half-kneeling on the ground, nervously treating Arthas, who was seriously injured.

"Don't scare me, Assas, don't sleep, open your eyes! Look at me! Bastard, look at me! ”

Gianna hugged the young king, who was breathing weakly, and the light in Arthas's eyes dimmed at her call, which was a bad sign, but in the treatment of the taciturn priest Delaney, the young king's scarred body was still recovering little by little, but only from the desperate situation of dying.

"Anna! Stand up! ”

The archmage Modra, who was wielding her wand to kill the growing ghosts, shouted:

"Now is not the time for children to grow up! Warriors on the battlefield need your strength! Fast! ”

And at the moment when the archmage's words just fell, the balance of the frontal battlefield was also broken at this moment.

"Bang"

The dark sword shadow of the Ash Bringer jumped, and the great garrison officer wielding the war hammer imagined that he was in a storm of blades dancing with swords, and the bright divine shield wrapped around his body became dim after holding on for a few minutes, as if it could be broken at any time, which made Malrad more and more frightened, the divine shield is the ultimate defense of the Draenei garrison's comprehension of the Holy Light, and it can even resist the monstrous flames set off by the Flame Demon on the battlefield, but it is such a powerful defense, But it still can't stop the supreme blade of the Great Lord of the Dark Blade.

When he was in the world of Draenor, Malrad had dealt with the leader of the Darkblade Legion, and although he was also strong at the time, he was not invincible, and now, in just a few years, Tyrion's strength has swelled to a terrifying point, and the Great Garrison is fighting hard.

And that's when the Spider Demon Dismantlers continued to hinder Tyrion's actions with their psychic webs.

"Seriously, it's a bit boring for me."

"Let's move on to the second phase."

The monstrous shadow of the sword suddenly disappeared at this moment, and the visible Tyrion slashed down with a sword, and the divine shield around Malrad shattered, and in the midst of the dim light feathers, Tyrion's other fist slammed into Malrad's shoulder with the power of a dragon, and the solid armor embellished with purple gems seemed to be frozen in ice in an instant, and then exploded like debris in less than a tenth of a second.

The Grand Guard's body staggered back, and he wondered what Tyrion was calling the "second phase".

The next moment, in the different light of the Darkblade Lord's eyes, the ash bringer in his hands suddenly retracted, and then stabbed into the frozen ground beneath his feet in Tyrion's deep voice.

"Warriors of the Frozen Wasteland! In the name of the Dark Blade... Stand up! ”

"Boom"

Huge black energy like a waterfall rushed into the ground under the will of Tyrion, and the glacier trembled in such a huge collision, and in the sound of ice breaking, the ghosts who had been buried here for thousands of years were awakened, and in an instant they were captured by the vast and majestic soul of Tyrion.

"Click"

Behind the team that had rushed to rescue Arthas, in the midst of the falling snow, a huge mammoth crawled out of the glacier with only white bones, its bones covered in ice, and after losing its flesh, the skeleton became more infiltrating, and after being infused with death energy, it became more dangerous than it was alive.

"Bang"

The bony mammoth raised its elephant-like front hooves in a silent roar and slammed it into the back of the human warrior who was caught off guard in front of him, and between the ground crumbling beneath his feet, two musket-wielding soldiers waved their hands to grab the arms of their companions to rescue, but in a fraction of a second, in a desperate scream, they fell into the suffocating cold darkness beneath the glacier.

In the midst of the increasingly chaotic wind and snow, the awakened ghosts of Viku moved their steps, rushing into a chaotic position with stiff and heavy steps, and the warriors of all races struggled against the sudden emergence of the monster, a place of suffering outside civilization, where everything was rare, but the body of death was everything.

The bones buried under the glacier were awakened one by one, their numbers were growing rapidly, and what was even more desperate was that at the moment when Tyrion drew his black heavy sword, between the collapsing glaciers behind him, a huge frost bone dragon composed of white bones also crawled out of his tomb, and the black eyes without flesh and blood stared at the people on the battlefield, and the blue soul fire ignited between the eyes was even more terrifying.

It roared to the sky, its weathered bones no longer capable of making sounds, but the breath of the terrible beast was thrown at it, and in its roar, Tyrion's long gray hair was blown up.

"Woking!"

The Minotaur Bane carried a heavy firearm and frantically poured a storm of bullets on the body of the white bone mammoth in front of him, Thrall also picked up the war hammer and shield, and fought with several Viku necromancers with the calm posture of a gladiator, the orc shaman waved his shield and smashed it between the bones of the white bone undead in front of him, and he shouted without looking back:

"Okay?"

Behind him, Troll Wojin inserted the last of his totems into the cumbersome voodoo circle beneath his feet, but before the troll could activate it, a cold aura rose up behind him, along with the cold hand armor that rested lightly on the troll's shoulder.

"Woking, can you tell me what you're doing?"

Tyrion heard Woking's ears with a hint of teasing, the troll's body stiffened at this moment, he knew who was behind him, obviously it only took a thought to activate the voodoo spell under his feet, and he could turn the tide of battle in an instant, but he couldn't do it.

"Buzz"

At the moment when Tyrion's long sword was about to pierce Woking's body from behind, the cobwebs of the suddenly increased spiritual power "sticked" to the body of the Great Lord from all directions, and the voice of the Spider Demon Priest Dismantler also sounded in Woking's heart.

"Activate it!"

Woking gritted his teeth and smashed a strange box of incense to the ground, while Tyrion, whose attack had been forcibly halted, turned his head to look at the spider demon in black priestly robes standing in the wind and snow.

At this moment, the eyes of the Great Lord of the Dark Blade had turned an eerie pure black.

"I'm starting to hate you, nosy spider!"

The collision of the two souls caused a substantial wave of energy in the wind and snow, throwing the heavy falling snow in the air into the sky, and the spider priest who had been using the spirit to connect let out a miserable scream for the first time, this mysterious creature no longer had the same calm as before, it used its sharp forelimbs to cover the compound eyes on the top of its head, and between staggering and retreating, Thrall could even see the green blood splashing on the spider demon's silver-white compound eyes.

It's as if its eyes have been crushed by a force that can't be seen.

However, the dismantler's desperate gamble ushered in new hope for the battle situation, and the strange incense in Woking's hand seemed to tear through the space and fall from the sky as if it were tearing through the space, enveloping the bodies of everyone except Wojin at the moment when it came into contact with the complicated and mysterious voodoo circle.

"Bell"

Tyrion's longsword smashed down again, and at this moment Bane gave up his body to block Woking's body, but the extremely sharp ash bringer failed to cut through the skin of Bane, who was holding on to death, instead, the moment the blade collided with the golden red skin of the minotaur, there was a sound like a steel symphony.

"Tustin Go! Come on! Invincible guys, you're strengthened by voodoo! Loa is protecting you! ”

Wojin danced a mysterious and ancient war dance in the small circle, and in his funny and strange movements, the golden red light shining on the surface of everyone's body became more and more dazzling, and after confirming that the golden red light could make people invulnerable and invincible, it was only for a moment that everyone rushed towards Tyrion's direction.

"Bell, bell, bell, bell"

The ash bringer in Tyrion's hand swung again and again, and the sound of steel clashing resounded on the battlefield between the towering sword shadows, and the blades that could cut everything just now could not even be cut through the arms of the most ordinary human soldiers.

It seems that as Woking said, these warriors strengthened by voodoo spells have truly entered a state of "defensive invincibility".

"It's kind of interesting..."

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by those warriors wrapped in golden-red light, Tyrion's eyes flashed, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place as if it flashed, and when he reappeared, he rushed towards Wojin who was maintaining the spell like a black shadow.

Everyone present was protected by voodoo spells, but Woking was the only one who didn't... So he's the breaking point.

"You protect your companions with your life... Who will protect you? ”

Tyrion's deep voice rang out in Woking's ears, and the troll's wardance posture paused for a moment, but soon began to dance again.

"Loa will protect their believers..."

"Your Loa, you can't even protect themselves!"

The voice burst out, the sword was slashed, and in Tyrion's cold gaze, Woking in front of him seemed to have turned into a dead man, but...

"Bell"

With a muffled thud, the blade of the Ember Bringer was held in the air by a cloud of blue light, less than an inch away from Woking's head, and the hair on the top of the troll's head flew into the air as if it had been cut by an invisible blade.

The light of the flashing spell dissipated, and before Tyrian's eyes, Arthas, who was supported by Gianna, grabbed the blade of the Ashbringer with his left hand that shone with a golden red light, and his free right hand swung upward, and in the final counterattack, the young king gritted his teeth and compressed the last holy light in his body to the extreme.

The moment he waved his hand, justice hummed, the holy light... Unsheathed.