The temperature in Northrend is still as cold as before. No matter how the outside climate changes, this place is just like when it was just born, like an ever-changing cold hell.
The further north you go, the more permeable the coldness in the air becomes, especially after entering Icecap Glacier, the super glacier that existed in ancient times. The cruel climate is really no longer suitable for the survival of mortals. Only the strongest life forms.
Only then are you qualified to make a living on this ice sheet, and here, all the "food" you can find will treat you as food.
Demons are fond of heat and afraid of cold. Except for some naturally weird guys, no demon will take the initiative to step into this desert forbidden area of life. Even the Dreadlords who were originally sent to guard the Lich King, these high-level demons
The devil also suffered a lot in this weird climate.
It was the first time for Queen Saloras to come to Icecrown Glacier. Like all previous guests of this place, she hated it very much when she smelled the first air. However, the fraudster asked her to come here for temporary refuge. She could not
Disobeying the Deceiver's orders, especially considering the threat of Cassanatir and his evil followers, the desire to survive ultimately triumphed over physical revulsion.
Wearing a heavy cloak, this daughter of shadow walked alone on the road of Icecrown Glacier. Around her body, the cold wind and cold fog that could freeze any life in an instant lingered, but she could not get close to Saloras.
After all, she is a high-level demon. Even if she is seriously injured, she will not be defeated by this mere cold.
And just when the devil really entered the outer ring of the glacier, she stood on a snow-covered hillside. Through the gloomy air, she saw the black iron that almost surrounded the entire glacier in the vast snowfield.
The wall is like a giant black snake coiled on the ice field. The steel city wall is covered with pale ice edges, making it look like it is not poured at all, but more like "growing" on the glacier.
Same.
It seems to have been completely integrated with the glacier.
In front of the black city wall, there is a towering dark spire, full of sharp, evil and cold temperament, like a war spear piercing the sky, and like a city reflecting the real hell.
That is Icecrown Citadel, the residence of the Lich King, the base camp of the Scourge that has been dormant for a long time, an unknown dark settlement, the largest vanguard army hidden by the Burning Legion in Azeroth.
It was a legion founded by the Lich King selected by Kil'jaeden. It was directly managed by the Deceiver and did not interact with any force. In the past ten years, it had been like a giant beast hibernating in the cold winter.
, never woke up, never acted, as if it had withered.
The irony is that this force that has been almost forgotten by everyone has become the only life-saving straw in the hands of Queen Saloras at this time. Who could have thought that as a high-level demon lord of the Burning Legion, he would be so powerful in this civilization?
In a world where the level is not high, how about being forced to a real dead end?
It's like an irony of fate
"Whoosh, whoosh"
A huge, almost completely made of death breath, blue frost bone dragon flapped its wings, flying from the never-ending cold wind and snow, like a silent beast flying in the air, and finally landed silently
In front of Queen Saloras, the cold wind blew up her black hood, revealing her purple eyes, with shadowy power flowing in those beautiful eyes.
In front of her eyes, a female death knight jumped off the dragon. She walked quickly to Queen Saloras, bowed to her, and then said dryly:
"The master has learned about the arrival of our distinguished guest. Please come with me, guest! The master is waiting for you."
The daughter of shadow did not answer immediately. She was examining the death knight in front of her. She was a human woman with pale and thin skin, dry hair, and a slightly twisted figure. There were terrible scars on her cheeks.
The bright red wounds became dry and cracked.
She looked ugly, dark, and had an untimely madness and dullness. In those blue eyes, there was no trace of flexible thinking. In fact, this body had long since lost its own will.
In this pale body resides a crawling and broken soul.
This is the undead!
The real undead, the undead that are both disgusting and pitiable
Those in the Dark Blade Legion are not undead at all, they are a group of crazy monsters born from death, etc., the Dark Blade Legion?
Queen Saloras's eyes became a little weird. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and rubbed her forehead:
"But I have never seen the Dark Blade Undead at all! Oh, by the way, I heard those losers say, ah, they are really dizzy, maybe they are too tired."
She shook her head, as if there was a black singularity in her mind, which was invisibly pushing her away from that "dangerous topic". She didn't care much, and the daughter of shadow stepped forward, sat behind the frost dragon, and stood behind the giant frost dragon.
After a short flight, she passed through the increasingly majestic and thick snowflakes at high altitude, and was sent directly to the highest point of Icecrown Citadel, on the glacier platform in front of the Ice Throne.
Saloras jumped down from behind the bone dragon. She stood firmly on the platform, and in front of her eyes, at the end of the stairs covered with snow and ice, the ice cubes exuding endless cold air were placed on the ice.
On the throne, there is a huge and obedient invisible soul extending from it, using its own unique "perspective" to observe the high-level demon in front of him.
Queen Saloras could feel the "eyes", as if she was being watched by a tired old man.
"I have received orders from the fraudster."
Lich King Ner'zhul's signature light and tired voice rang in the ears of the Shadow Girl, like a submissive and old servant. He whispered:
"Please feel free to live here, Ms. Saloras. The meaning of your existence is very important to the fate of the fraudster, so if you have any needs, you can tell me. Life on this ice sheet may not be the same."
Comfortable, but trust me it’s enough to keep you safe.”
"Um."
Saloras didn't like the cold soul in front of her, and she didn't want to say too much, but just before she turned around and left, the Lich King's deep voice sounded again, and this time, there was a faint hint of inquiry.
"Please wait a moment, guest, I have a little question."
This call made the Shadow Girl turn her head. She looked at the Lich King's ice. The soul sealed in it was dancing with a strange light in the refraction of the ice, looking like a faint star point.
Same.
"Why didn't I know that the undead have such strong curiosity?"
The Daughter of Shadow said casually. She looked at Ner'zhul's ice and said:
"Tell me, considering that you have served the fraudster for so long, I will try my best to satisfy your curiosity."
"Well, it's not too important."
The low laughter of the Lich King sounded on this platform. The laughter was so clear, but there was no one around. It looked a bit strange and permeable.
"I just want to ask you. After all, you are the most trusted confidant of the fraudster. I want to know. I have been waiting in this world for so long, ten years, more than ten years. I feel too tired. I want to know."
Ask, fraudster, when will you give me the order to spread death to every corner of the world? Waiting is too painful."
Queen Saloras was stunned by the Lich King's question, and she said softly:
"Do you hate this world so much? Do you wish it would die right in front of your eyes?"
"No, this has nothing to do with hate, ma'am."
Lich King Ner'zhul said in a calm tone:
"I don't like this world, but I don't hate this world either. Its existence has no special meaning to me. The reason why I want to destroy it is very simple. When I came here and became the vanguard of the legion,
For a moment, the fraudster personally promised me that the moment I die in this world, I will be truly free."
"free"
Ner'zhul's voice was like catkins floating in the wind, like the deep howling of the north wind:
"The only thing I still long for is that I'm too tired and I don't want to wait any longer. When will the fraudster come to destroy this world? When will he give me freedom? Can you tell me? Madam."
"I have no idea."
Queen Salolas answered simply and neatly:
"It's not that I'm perfunctory, but I really don't know, but maybe you can continue to wait, maybe that day won't be too long, maybe, maybe you can still see with your own eyes the moment when the world is set on fire by fraudsters.
."
"Will we see him soon?"
Ner'zhul whispered:
"That's really great."
He seemed very pleased and seemed to have gotten all the answers.
The huge and cold soul became silent, just like it was calm at the beginning. Seeing that he should have no other problems, Queen Saloras turned around and planned to leave this bone-chilling glacier platform, but just before
The moment before she stepped into the teleportation array with the undead runes shining in front of her, the array was suddenly activated, and a slender elf wearing a black swordsman's robe appeared in front of Queen Saloras in the light of teleportation.
The two looked at each other, and the girl of shadow was in a trance for a moment. The elf with a stern face made the girl of shadow feel very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, and when Salolas hesitated, the big man standing in front of her
Lord Tyrion waved to her very familiarly and said hello in a friendly way:
"It's so lucky to meet again so soon."
And before Queen Saloras's brief thought had ended, the great lord's intertwined fingers made a crisp sound, as if a non-existent switch had been turned on, causing her to lose control of her body and soul again.
It's like instantly entering that weird time-suspended state.
The great lord ignored Queen Saloras, who was standing there as sluggishly as a puppet. He folded his hands and walked straight to the Ice Throne in the bone-chilling cold. He stood under the frost-covered stairs.
The lord raised his head and looked at the ice block above the stairs where his soul was frozen, and he said:
"I rushed over after receiving your message. So, is there any news? Will Kil'jaeden come to this world? If he is coming, how long do I have to prepare?"
Faced with the question from the great lord, Ner'zhul's soul replied slowly:
"The fraudster didn't tell me this. Obviously, he didn't trust me that much. He just asked me to mobilize the elite of the Scourge Legion and protect the devil girl, but this also proves that your plan has been half successful, well,
A small number of the fraudsters feel the pressure, but from the meaning of what this demon chick said, I can feel that Kil'jaeden is probably still hesitant."
"That devil, he is a very thoughtful leader. He is not so easy to put his destiny in an adventure. Even if he finally makes a decision, it may take a while to wait and see. Even if the opponent on the surface has already
With the ability to turn over tables.”
This answer made the great lord nod. He looked back at Queen Saloras and said:
"So in other words, we did put pressure on Kil'jaeden, but the pressure was not enough to make him make an immediate decision. He also believed that he had the ability to control the overall situation. Alas, sometimes I am really envious.
These confident people don’t know what material their unreasonable confidence is made of, but it is so strong.”
"But that's nothing. It's said that will is the strongest thing in the world and can never be penetrated. But I don't believe that there is a will in this world that cannot be destroyed. The fraudster may be very confident in himself, but we all know that he
In fact, what I rely on is just the preference from Sargeras."
The great lord smiled, turned around, hooked his fingers at the puppet-like Queen Salolas behind him, and said softly:
"We need to put more pressure on him and the system he maintains, make him lose sight of the other, make him toss and turn, make him overwhelmed, make him have to fight like a fish to the death, make him have to give up thinking and make a desperate move."
"Well, I suddenly remembered some people, some people I didn't like very much, some people who never wanted to settle down, some people who were crazy about chasing war. I once thought that everything they did was just a small fight.
