The cold wind blew the black snowflakes, and the rich dark power fell from the sky, colliding with the golden sand of the earth's fiery magic in midair. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the sky, scattered black clouds are rapidly reconverging.

The Undead Canopy once existed to block the sun's rays and block the effects of the climate on the Scourge Legion, after all, a hot sun would accelerate the decay of corpses and reduce the combat effectiveness of undead creatures such as ghouls.

Now, for just one reason, the Lich King has gathered his power-

"Your Majesty the Great Neozu, now your great enemy Duke Marcus controls part of the power of the Sunwell. I am not his opponent, and I am not his opponent, please give me the power to destroy your enemies for the time being. ”

In Naozu's heart, Arthas, who has the most perfect qualifications and his soul has fallen into the deepest hell, is his ideal spokesperson, the carrier of his future body. Throughout the Scourge Legion, Neozu has been committed to cultivating the authority of Arthas.

It stands to reason that such an act of going beyond Arthas and asking him directly for strength was not permitted.

When he heard the name of Duke, the name of Duke pierced his heart deeply and evoked memories in the depths of his soul that he was most reluctant to recall.

If it weren't for Duke's resistance, maybe he would have succeeded when he opened the dark door for the second time. He was able to escape ahead of time to a place beyond Kil'Gardan's perception.

Maybe it's some corner of the universe, or maybe it's some planet that's in dire shape.

Either way, it's much stronger than it is now!

Kilgardan is not an all-knowing and all-powerful god after all, if he had been one step earlier...... Maybe...... There is no need to become the embarrassing appearance of the current one, after being tortured, even the soul is extremely hard to be sealed in a skeleton made of ice, and become a puppet of the Burning Legion.

Nao Zu that hate!

He changed his mind.

In front of the coalition that joined the High Elf army, the undead fell in large swats, like dried corpses sucked by vampires, and then after thousands of years of weathering and erosion by the sun and rain, they actually carbonized and dissipated in the wind......

Mograine and Sylvanas and the others were dumbfounded, and they suddenly had a very bad premonition.

The undead do not die, they 'die' on their own, which only proves one thing, and their masters want them to destroy.

This is not a price that can be easily paid, even for the Scourge Legion who does not want the capital of the rioters.

Naozu did just that.

In exchange, it was the terrifying figure in mid-air that skyrocketed.

A quarter of an hour before, Antonidas' attack was still inadequate.

In the next second, the magic power around Antonidas's body skyrocketed exponentially.

It was the power of darkness squeezed from hundreds of thousands of undead creatures and undead.

This terrifying force was so condensed that it actually dyed the sky with the Great Lich as the center, with a diameter of more than ten kilometers, inky black. At first glance, it is an incomparably large, tumbling mass of black mud.

Humans, elves, dwarves...... Every being who witnessed this scene had a look of fear on their faces.

The air froze, and only the sound of mortals desperately suppressing cold air remained.

Is this still an enemy that mortals can fight?

Suddenly, Sylvanas raised the reins, and the chocobo beneath her let out a loud hiss.

"What are you going to do?" Mograini immediately asked.

"Attack!" Sylvanas replied proudly.

"Wait! Duke called us ......."

"That's right! He's the commander-in-chief! But he's playing against Antonidas, not Arthas! Sunwell is under threat. And we...... That's why we're here because we refuse to die!"

Mograini and Abydis were momentarily speechless, then relieved.

Duke's 'old fault' is back in the works!

As a commander-in-chief, he was almost perfectly picky. But in the league, there is a saying that Duke always likes to make the least cost, and then go for the biggest victory under that premise.

A leader who cherishes his subordinates is of course easy to be loved by his subordinates.

In many cases, it is not enough to blindly cherish your subordinates to achieve victory.

It was a terrifying adversary that had destroyed the two kingdoms of the Alliance and swept most of the continents.

It was an opponent who could never be destroyed by attrition alone.

Mograini and Abydis looked at each other and smiled, and then Mograini raised the huge [Ember Bringer] in his hand: "Brothers, why are we here? Aren't we here to crusade against Arthas, the fallen Archdemon who killed our beloved King Terenus?

Sylvanas gave Mograine an appreciative look, and she raised her bow as well: "For our sun, for Queldore—"

With the determination to fight bravely, the 200,000-strong army rolled north, chasing the back of Alsace with a momentum of no return.

Sensing the movement of the army around him, Duke smiled dumbly: "Those guys...... But it's okay, only in this way is the Queen Xi who I love. ”

Faced with a world of Azeroth that is getting more and more deviated, but getting better and better, Duke is always a little difficult.

Don't intervene!

If that scene of singing and crying tragedy repeats itself again, he can't stand it.

Intervene!

It often leads to all kinds of unpredictable events, and I am always worried about whether those famous heroes in history will grow disabled and become waste.

I am afraid that because of the changes I have experienced, 'he is no longer him', and 'she' is not the 'she'. When the best thoughts in your heart are different from reality, you will be at a loss.

Now, with the help of the system's farsightedness function, Duke saw Mograine, who rode a war horse to punish evil spirits, and saw Sylvanas, who was blonde in his hand with a war bow to defend his homeland, and Duke suddenly felt a spirit.

What is Hero?

Heroes are abstract and vague.

There is never a precise definition of a hero.

But when a seemingly weak figure stands up for his countrymen and does not hesitate to charge at a seemingly invincible enemy, they will coincide with the legendary hero.

Ah, this is indeed an era of heroes!

A smile appeared on Duke's lips as he watched Antonidas, who had skyrocketed in strength and attacked in a frenzy, feeling the boundless darkness that even surpassed the Sunwell branches.

This smile made Antonidas suddenly have a bad premonition.

Don't...... Does Duke still have hole cards?

"Yo, Antonidas, do you think I've been in the Void for ten years and haven't learned any new tricks?"