Crow Ridge is a very ominous name. A few years ago, it was a not-so-prosperous town. It was a stopover point on the way from the Western Wilderness to Night Town. Many merchants would build warehouses here to stock up on supplies.
Mysterious herbs from the Sunshine Forest, as well as minerals and food from the Western Wilderness, will be traded here, and then sent to the Redridge Mountains or the Black Swamp in the other direction via the trade route in Night Town.
However, the invasion of the orcs and the leakage of Karazhan's dark power completely ruined everything. No merchants would pass here anymore, and Crow Ridge declined. What's more terrible is that after the failure of the first orc war, those who were
The soldiers, civilians, and even nobles killed by the orcs were buried in the abandoned Crow Ridge. For those warriors who stayed in the Kingdom of Stormwind and persisted in fighting the orcs after their country was ruined and their families were destroyed, the Crow Ridge Cemetery
, is their final destination.
It was a desperate time. The Wrynn family led their people to the northern Xinjiang. In the southern Xinjiang, which was completely occupied by the orcs, these remnants could not see even a glimmer of hope.
It was also at that time that Duke Eberlock, who commanded Night Town and the entire Dusk Forest area, formed his own private army into a legion, called the Night's Watch. And today, after the recovery of the Kingdom of Stormwind, they are still large in number and powerful in combat.
The night watchman became a hidden worry in the hearts of the king's ministers.
But soon, they no longer need to worry about the huge Night's Watch Legion.
Because someone will help them...to completely "digest" this force that is very threatening to the king's rule.
"I said, Your Majesty hasn't left yet?"
The blood dwarf was waving a thigh bone she picked up from nowhere, jumping up and down on the tombstones in the dark and strange cemetery. She used the bones to expel the ugly ones that were born naturally due to dark energy.
The shivering ghouls hiding in the grass turned to look at the Silent Crow Man standing on the branch, and she asked loudly:
"Now the attention of the entire Stormwind City nobles has been successfully diverted to the rebellion in Moon Creek Town. If you have to choose a time to take action, now is the most appropriate time!"
There was a trace of unconcealed pride in the dwarf's voice, because the entire movement in Stormwind City so far had been basically controlled by her alone. For a new commander, it was impossible for a new commander to achieve all this without calling on the power of the Legion.
, the vampire Ella’s abilities have been explained.
Faced with her question, Crow shook his head and said in a jerky voice:
"His Majesty's whereabouts are a secret! If you really want to know, I will only tell you that he has been watching you and your actions, that's all."
"Bang"
The dwarf swung the bone club in his hand and hit a ghoul on the head as if to vent his anger. This "original" undead creature is very ugly and ferocious. It has a human body, but it has been transformed by the energy of death.
, causing the bodies of the ghouls to curl up and look very obscene in their movements, and their twisted and deformed faces have interlaced sharp teeth, their hands have turned into bone claws, and their whole bodies are covered with rotten flesh and blood.
wrapped.
And just like their name, these disgusting monsters will feed on corpses because of the endless hunger and thirst brought by death.
They are nightmare-like monsters, but their strength can only frighten civilians. Under the pressure of high-level undead like vampires, these ghouls who were roughly driven out of the cemetery by Ella can only lie down.
At Ella's feet, she was trembling.
"Do we really not need these soldiers?"
Ella looked up again and looked at the crows. She pointed at the ghouls at her feet: "Civilians are afraid of them. As long as we drive them to Night Town, many soldiers will lose their fighting spirit! We can use them!"
The crow took one look at the ugly appearance of the ghoul and shook his bird's head:
"This is not in line with His Majesty's aesthetics. They are too ugly and reek of the dead. Your Majesty would not want such despicable creatures to appear in his army. They are not enough to be our weapons!"
"But ugliness is also a weapon!"
Ella stood on the tombstone with her hands on her hips and retorted: "Our enemies will be frightened by their ugliness!"
"Whoosh"
The crow's body disappeared from the branch, and its two dark wing blades rotated like the wind, creating a storm of death in front of Ella. In less than 3 seconds, the ghoul lying there
They were completely torn apart by sharp weapons. The arakkoa assassin shook the wing blade in his hand and shook the smelly blood away from the blade. He glanced at the dissatisfied dwarf vampire and said softly:
"I've already said, Your Majesty, you don't need these!"
Ella frowned. She stared at the arakkoa assassin in front of her. The sharp canine teeth at the corners of her mouth were faintly protruding from her lips. There was a calmness in the black eyes of the crow. The wing blade in his hand was not sheathed yet.
Obviously, if the dwarf vampire in front of her wants a provocative battle, this heroic assassin from 600 years ago would not mind giving her a "lesson."
"Buzz"
While the two were confronting each other, in the center of the Crow Ridge Cemetery behind them, dark energy came faintly. The Crow raised its head, put away its weapons, flapped its wings, and disappeared into the light wind, while Ai
Ra also retracted his sharp teeth and glanced angrily at the corpses of the ghouls at his feet. After a moment, the dwarf frowned again.
"Well, you scum are really ugly..."
"Buzz"
The dwarf's body also turned into a ball of flying black bats, flying towards the center of the necropolis.
At this time, the lich Arugao, who was still wearing his robes during his lifetime, stood in the Morning Forest tomb below the cemetery. This was a large tomb specially prepared for nobles. According to the secretary of Night Town, the high-level undead
We knew the story about this tomb. During the fight against the orcs, many soldiers who fought bravely were buried here.
These dead people who have been washed by the flames of war, full of courage, unwilling to die, and eager to continue fighting are the qualified soldiers needed by the Dark Blade Legion... They have the inherent possibility of becoming lower-level knights.
Arugao's cold fingers flipped through the "Book of Ur" suspended in the air in front of him, and stopped on the page of Master Ur's research on the summoning of the dead. According to the summoning master who had died in the assassination,
Arugao followed the summoning magic pattern that was different from the past, and threw balls of dark and full death energy at the sarcophagus that was destined for safekeeping.
The Dark Blade Knights have passed the embarrassing era where every death knight needs to be awakened by the Death Lord himself. The current recruitment no longer values potential and quality. Facing the upcoming strategy against the Kingdom of Stormwind, Tyrion needs a lot of
Lower-level knights come to command the astonishingly large sea of death. For those lower-level knights with great potential, proving themselves in war is the promotion mode that meets the needs of the Dark Blade.
Behind the Lich, there are piles of various spellcasting materials. This was collected by the Dark Blade Consortium that completely controlled Booty Bay within a few months. It can completely satisfy three to five large-scale recruitments. That's it.
That’s almost as many necropolises as there are in the entire Kingdom of Stormwind.
"Every time I see this scene, I feel the greatness of death."
Ella stood behind the lich, watching hundreds of awakened dead bodies pushing away the heavy sarcophagus, crawling out of the sarcophagus bit by bit, watching those decaying bodies being injected with death energy.
Rejuvenated, her bright red eyes were filled with desire.
"They will be the cornerstone, and their sacrifice will bring an unprecedented dark empire to His Majesty and us."
The vampire's sigh also made the assassin Crow with an intact soul blink his eyes. The assassin watched the undead souls, under the command of the silent Arugao, differentiate into lower-level knights and undead souls according to their different powers.
The two camps of infantry saw more and more self-aware undead in front of them under the influence of the huge dark magic circle. Crow couldn't help but laugh.
"What should the living use to resist us? A group of rebels leave them in a hurry. They are not qualified to occupy the land under their feet... They are wasting their lives. It is time for a war to remind them of the meaning of life."
"Battle, this will be the fairest elimination! Cleanse the human kingdom of good and bad, and only the true warriors can survive to the end!"
The crow closed its eyes, and the bird's claws scratched in the air:
"At that time, I will enjoy the glory of killing those warriors...I will personally give them the glory, ah, the darkness begins to march...We will destroy everything along the way..."
"If you still have time to express meaningless sighs, how about you help me?"
Lich Arugao did not look back, he said in a cold and ruthless voice:
"Our mission in Crow Ridge has just begun. The material quality of the Tomb of Dawn Forest is the best. I will be responsible for it personally. There are still thousands of zombies waiting to be awakened on the surface. You will be responsible for them...
.Our time is very tight, companions, before His Majesty arrives, in addition to the undead night army, we also need to prepare a fighting werewolf army for him!"
"Werewolf?"
Ella's eyes widened. In the vampire stories she had heard since childhood, werewolves seemed to be villains. She blinked and asked:
"I have never heard of werewolves in the Elwynn Forest area. Aren't Wolff and the others in Gilneas?"
"Hehehe, stupid wisdom."
The Lich made no secret of his disdain. He traced his fingers in the air, and another mass of death energy poured out from the dark circle, making the death energy around the hundreds of undead bodies standing above even more intense.
Some of the incomplete souls returned to their bodies bit by bit. The transformation of death knights was a complicated process, even for lower-level knights.
"Who said Gilneas is the only place with worgen?"
Arugao casually turned over the pages of the "Book of Ur" in front of him. The beautiful fonts stayed on a blank space. Looking at the space coordinates that had only been recorded recently, a cold look flashed in the Lich's eyes.
Light:
"In the illusion of the World Dream, the violent beast spirits are trapped there. What we have to do is simple...break the blockade and release them. The Dusk Forest is a great testing ground. The darkness here
There is plenty of energy and it is close to the entrance node of the Emerald Dream. All I need is time...a trivial amount of time, nothing more."
The lich's words were full of some mysterious information, but for the dead, curiosity was dispensable, so no one asked.
"Last question!"
After the crow turned and left, the dwarf vampire stood behind the lich Arugao. She raised her hand like a student asking a question in class:
"The armor and weapons of the new knights require the mines of Moon Creek Town and enough craftsmen to make them, but the new Defias Brotherhood alone will have difficulty even fighting against the encircling human infantry. They are not warriors, just a group of
They are just workers who were forced to take up arms, so I want to get some strengthening potions from you to give them... Anyway, those things were taken out of Autumn's alchemy laboratory, and they also need to find test subjects."
"Well...your considerations make sense."
The cold light in Lich's eyes danced: "This is His Majesty's great journey, which cannot be postponed due to external factors. I can give you a batch of strengthening potions, but as a price, you need to tell them clearly that they must be on time.
Deliver the armor and weapons we need...otherwise, they will be meaningless!"
"Things without meaning have no need to exist."
The Lich waved his hand, and a space rift used to preserve supplies opened behind him. The dwarf vampire dragged out a black wooden box from it, placed it on the ground, and opened it. It was lined with black velvet and placed inside.
There are 90 small bottles of medicine in three colors: black, green and gold. On the surface of the wooden box, there is a line of writing in Salas language.
"The "Sacred Blood Potion" test product series is exported and is the property of the Dark Blade Consortium. Users are advised to use it with caution. Autumn Alchemy Laboratory and the Dark Blade Consortium do not assume any responsibility for any consequences caused by this product and will not pay any
loss."
"I really shouldn't have asked that gnome Buddy to be responsible for these products. Look at the product description. It's full of copper smell."
The dwarf shook her head in disgust and scratched the line of words with sharp nails. Then she lifted the box with satisfaction. She looked back at the lich's transformation circle and disappeared into the dark tomb.
Behind her, Tyrion's new legion took shape bit by bit without the humans who were busy fighting among themselves realizing it. When this legion brewing in the darkness appeared in broad daylight, there was no doubt that
, it will bring an unimaginable disaster to this newly rebuilt human kingdom.
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