The battle for the Hand of Tyr was over, and the Scourge retreated after dropping hundreds of thousands of corpses and losing one Death Knight Commander and two Death Knight Captains.

After this battle, two humans came into the sight of the Great Lich Kel'thugad and were immediately taken seriously, one was the dazzling Scarlett and the other was Leo.

With Kel'thugad's current status and strength, there are not many people who can enter his eyes when looking at the whole world, let alone being valued by him, and it is naturally special that Leo and Scarlett can be taken seriously by this great lich for the first time.

Scarlett was born in the Lothar family and is the queen of the kingdom of Araso, her talent is even more remarkable, and she is very likely to become the second of the Ash Lords, especially the last point that Kel'thugad has to pay attention to. She has strength, power, and potential, and is still from a prestigious family, and can mobilize the power of a country to help if necessary, such a person is terrible, and if she is not strangled as soon as possible, it will inevitably become a nightmare for all those who are enemies of her.

Compared to Scarlett, Leo was valued by Kel'thugad for a very simple reason, and there was only one simple one, that is, he could actually let Gotik and Anubrecan betray the Scourge and turn over to his command. There has always been only the Scourgeon Legion digging into other people's corners, when has there ever been a situation where one's strong man has been poached by others? This alone put Leo on the must-kill list, and he was the one at the top.

In other words, Leo became the top of Kel'thugad's must-kill list.

Fort Riptide has unwittingly become a target of the Scourge Legion, as Scarlett and Leo are the people in charge of this human city.

Fortunately, the Kingdom of Arathor and the Plaguelands are separated by the Forsaken of Sylvanas, so it will not be a big deal for a short time.

Looking down on the earth from Naxxramas, Kel'thugad admired the desperation of the living on earth, the eyes of the living that he had enjoyed since he became the undead.

Maxwell and Ashram stared blankly at the dark clouds in the sky that shrouded the entire Chapel of Light, and it was its arrival that filled the entire Chapel of Light's Wish with despair, because it was the car of Kel'thugad, the base camp of the Scourge in the Plaguelands, the floating city of Naxxramas.

The appearance of Naxxramas represents what the Silver Dawn people naturally understand, this is the Scourge Legion to take the Chapel of the Wish of Light in one fell swoop, and wipe out the only place in this plague land that is still shrouded in Holy Light.

"What should have come is still coming, and today the battle is just death."

Maxwell sighed and had a determined look on his face again, a determination that looked at death as if it were home. Maxwell had anticipated the arrival of this day as early as the moment when Banazar triggered the Great Reckoning of the Light, and it was impossible for a Scourge-stricken Legion without scruples to leave such a thorn in the side of the Silver Dawn as they were left alone, taking advantage of the newly defeated Silver Dawn of the Scarlet Crusaders to destroy them, even a mediocre commander could think of this, let alone Kel'thugad.

War?

Hearing Maxwell's words, a self-deprecating look appeared on Ashram's face, and Kel'thugad himself came to fight with the current power of Silver Dawn?

As the commander of the Silver Dawn, Ashram knew too well about his own combat power, and the Chapel of Light's Wish at this time was no more than 10,000 people, and such a small number of troops were not enough for Naxxramas's Scourge troops.

You can fight as many undead scourge as you can.

Ashram had only thought about it now, but Mardonie had gone to Stormwind City to ask for help, and Maxwell told her the news before the Scourge mage blocked the Chapel with a spell, otherwise the news of the Scourge Legion's march into the Chapel would not have known to the outside world.

Ashram didn't expect to survive the attack of the Scourge Legion, he only hoped that he could lead his soldiers to kill a few more undead Scourges, but cruelly immediately told him that in the case of people being swords and I being fish and meat, it would be difficult for the weaker side to achieve even a small wish.

In the earth-shattering dragon roar, huge figures flew out of Naxxramas, huge skeletons, cold aura, these huge figures were the frost dragon army led by Sephelon.

Kel'thugad personally conquered the Chapel of the Light's Wish and extinguished the Silver Dawn with the power of thunder, not only to kill all the rebels in the shortest possible time, but also to fight with zero casualties.

The appearance of the Frost Dragon made the warriors of Silver Dawn completely desperate, and the Scourge Legion did not even give them a chance to fight desperately, they could only watch with unwilling faces as the Frost Dragon's Breath sprayed down from the sky killed their comrades one by one, until they themselves became one of the dead.

I'm not reconciled, am I going to die like this?

The Scourge deprived Ashram of his last glory as a warrior and denied him a final chance to fight with his soldiers, Ashram looked at the frost dragon flying in the air with a face full of unwillingness, but the more he did this, the more happy Kel'thugad became.

"Resentment, the stronger the resentment in your heart when you die, the stronger the power you will get from joining the Scourge Legion, I want everyone to know that there is no good end to fighting against the Scourge Legion. Hahaha......"

Kel'thugad's laughter echoed in Naxxramas, as the great lich of the Scourge Legion, Kel'thugad hated the Silver Dawn who had been fighting against him, and now that he had the opportunity to exterminate this old opponent, he naturally would not let go of the other party easily, adhering to the habit of the Scourge Legion, Kel'thugad would transform all the people of the Silver Dawn into the undead of the Scourge Legion after the war, and let them join the Scourge Legion to destroy the things they wanted to protect one by one, that scene made Kelthugad feel comfortable when he thought about it.

The frost dragon was raging, the biting cold under the frost dragon's breath killed the warriors of the silver dawn one by one, and ordinary soldiers died in groups, although Maxwell and Ashram held on a little longer, they could not escape the clutches of death, and the entire Great Chapel of the Wish of Light was covered with a thick layer of frost, and there was no breath of the living near the chapel.

Led by Kel'thugad, commanded by Saxilon, and led by the Frost Dragons, the Silver Dawn was left alone.

Kel'thugad was not overjoyed to have destroyed his old rival, in his eyes Silver Dawn was just an insignificant character, and if it weren't for the group of dead people under the Great Chapel of the Light's Wish, the organization would have been destroyed long ago.

The Scarlet Crusaders are no longer worried, Mograine will arrange for the Death Knight of the Black Wind Knights to exterminate them, and the Silver Dawn has been destroyed by himself, who should he target next? Is it the Blood Elves of Silvermoon City or the Forsaken of Undercity?

Kel'thugad was a little annoyed, blaming Darkan's waste for being so useless that he lost Dysom so easily.

Farina hurried into Kel'thugad's room, and the Black Widow carefully observed the Great Lich's face, fearing that she might anger him.

Seeing Farina's movements, Kel'thugad suddenly had a bad feeling, and then Farina's words confirmed his hunch.

"There are signs of human movement in the burial chamber under the Great Chapel of the Light's Wish, and all the bodies inside have been taken away."

"Bastard, you try again!"

Kel'thugad was furious, the reason why he drove Naxxramas to the Chapel of the Light's Wish and let Saffron's Frost Dragon Legion take action was because of the corpse of the paladin with the Silver Hand under the Chapel, otherwise how could a small silver dawn bother him to take action?

After spending so much effort and getting nothing, how could Kel'thugad be willing?

"Your Excellency is angry, there are traces of demonic activity in the crypt in the tomb......"

Before Kel'thugad's anger erupted, Farina hastened to tell the clues she had, and the first thing Black Widow did when she knew that there was no corpse of the Silver Hand Paladin in the tomb under the Chapel was not to inform Kelthugad, but to search for clues and report them only after receiving useful information, which showed that she was shrewd.

Knowing that the Great Lich would be angered by the news but not preparing for it is a fool's thing to do, and with a valuable clue, even if Kel'thugad is angry, he can deflect the anger away from himself.

Kel'thugad sneered, and a shuddering murder filled the entire Naxxramas.

In addition to the Scourge Legion, the only Crypt Demon was Anubrekan who had taken refuge in Leo, so the whereabouts of the corpses of the thousands of Silver Hand Paladins were already clear, and they fell into the hands of Leo.

Thinking of the news from the Hand of Tyre, the new life that Anubrekan and Gotik had mentioned, Kel'thugad could not sit still, and his anger had been thrown out of the sky at this moment and replaced by panic.

What happened to Anubrekan is unknown, but the news from the Hand of Tyr that Gotik once again has the breath of the living has been confirmed, and the human named Leo has the ability to resurrect, and what will happen to him after he takes the body of the Silver Hand Paladin Kel'thugad dare not think about it.

"Summon a group of low-level undead on the spot and destroy this chapel, leaving a few mages to watch them, and the rest of them will follow me to the hand of Tyre, and be sure to kill the human named Leo."

"Do as you command, Lord Kel'thugad."

Farina respectfully agreed, and took the opportunity to withdraw, she did not want to stay with the angry Kel'thugad, and it would be much fun if the Great Lich thought she was an eyesore and gave her a cold slap of ice.

Naxxramas flew in the direction of the Hand of Tyr, whose smoke had not yet cleared, and the Hand of Tyr was about to usher in an even more violent storm.

(To be continued)