Chapter 980 The situation is not going to change in a matter of seconds. It will collapse and sell out!
"drink!"
Uther's whole body was shrouded in thick golden holy light, but the armor on his body had been dyed dark green by the demon's evil blood.
Holding the knight's sword with a curled blade tightly in both hands, he held it across his chest. After blocking the enemy's heavy weapon, Uther used his skill to slightly deflect the opponent's weapon. His movements were connected very fluently, and there was no fancy hand movement.
The sword fell and cut off the head of the demon guard in front of him.
Felguard is the backbone of the Burning Legion and is fundamentally different from low-level imps, voidwalkers and succubi.
Whenever the Felguard enters the battlefield, it usually means that the Burning Legion is serious about taking action.
Tirion Fordring, who was not far away from Uther, also swung his golden sword and killed a doomsday guard that attacked from the air. Saidan, who was back to back behind him, couldn't bear to show his weakness and smashed it with his war hammer.
The head of a Dreadlord.
Three days have passed since the Burning Legion's unbearable head-on battle with the Knights of the Silver Hand.
There are four high-level Dreadlords sent by Kil'jaeden to "protect" Ner'zhul, namely Varimathras, Detherock, Mal'Ganis and Balnazzar.
After some discussion behind the scenes, the four decided to take advantage of the civil strife in Lordaeron to expand the outpost position for the Burning Legion.
Of course, this is just what they say on the surface.
Just as Sharlayan and Kel'Thuzad guessed, Denathrius, who felt that the situation in the Shadow Realm was not good, sent the latest order to them, the nathrezim who were lurking in other forces.
After Sarlayan completed his layout and left the Shadow Realm, war has already broken out in Revendreth. Prince Renathor and the Stoneforger jointly raised a large number of rebel followers.
Even though Denathrius himself did not directly intervene in the battle, the rebel army, which had a large number of stone descendants created by the stonesmith, gradually gained the upper hand.
This situation made Denasius, who prided himself on his leadership and personal charisma, a little confused. He once wanted to rush to the front line in person to give the two brats some color.
But what makes Denathrius strange is that every time he rushes to his destination hiding his traces, the rebels can escape without a trace in advance, as if they had no clue.
Denathrius suspected that these guys had some secret space passages that he didn't even know about, and there were probably people around him who were continuing to report to the rebels.
In Denathrius's view, to fight foreign enemies, one must first pacify the enemy. He temporarily gave up his futile pursuit and launched a large-scale purge of counter-revolutionaries and censorship in Nathria Castle.
The many changes in the Shadow Realm in recent years have made Denathius deeply uneasy. He always felt that something big was happening, but repeated investigations could never find the clue, which made Denathius extremely irritable.
Denathrius, who was in a bad mood, planned to speed up his original plan. He asked all high-level Dread Lords to do their best to deliver more powerful souls to the Maw.
As a creation of Denathrius, the master's orders are the highest priority for Nathrezim.
There have been no large-scale wars in Azeroth recently, and the Dreadlord can only provoke new disputes if he wants to seize a large number of souls.
The battle for the reserve in Lordaeron is an excellent opportunity.
After some discussion, two of the four high-level dreadlords continued to stay in Icecrown Citadel to monitor Ner'zhul, and Diselok and Balnazzar personally led the team to Lordaeron to cause trouble.
The plan originally went smoothly, with Diselok and Balnazar hiding behind the scenes and controlling the situation, arranging their Dreadlords to go near the battlefield to harvest souls and send them to the Shadow Realm.
Under the bewitchment of the two high-level Dreadlords, many Lordaeron dignitaries were won over by them. With the help of these local snakes, the two of them were able to move more smoothly in the Royal City of Lordaeron.
However, as the civil war progressed, Diselok and Balnazzar gradually discovered that something was not quite right.
The civil war that was expected to break out on a large scale was not fierce due to the efforts of both sides to restrain it. The Knights of the Silver Hand, who had previously remained neutral, suddenly took action and began to clear out Luo Luo who had colluded with the devil with a clear purpose.
Danlon noble.
At first, Diselok and Balnazzar thought it was just a coincidence that some people had not hidden their butts and were discovered by Uther, and the purge operation should subside soon.
But the development of events was completely opposite to their predictions.
Not only did the Knights of the Silver Hand not stop after gaining enough military exploits, but they intensified their efforts and continued to annihilate their few remaining puppets.
The results they had worked hard to prepare for in Lordaeron for several years were about to be lost in one fell swoop. Diserok and Balnazzar finally couldn't sit still.
Under their orders, the Burning Legion pioneers who went to harvest souls outside the city returned in large numbers. They planned to behead Uther before he could react in time.
But I don’t know who the hell acted carelessly and leaked the information.
When the demons outside the city disguised themselves as humans and prepared to return to the royal city, the Knights of the Silver Hand, who had been well prepared, suddenly rushed out from the side of the city gate, accurately grabbing the demons who had transformed into humans and chasing them down.
Diselok, who was flying over the battlefield, gritted his teeth angrily: "Damn it! Why do we feel like we are being led around by others?"
Balnazar frowned and said, "You don't have to feel it, it's obvious."
"Someone discovered our whereabouts in advance and lured us into a trap step by step. This can only be explained... But does this kind of person who seems to predict the future really exist?"
"Tsk!" Diselok waved his hand and released a cloud of green smoke: "Don't think about it so much now. I have a bad feeling about keeping this team and evacuating the royal city."
These green hypnotic smokes are the Dread Lord's unique skill. Regardless of whether they breathe it or not, anyone who is touched by the smoke will soon stagger to the ground and fall asleep.
Uther and other senior officers of the Silver Hand had received detailed reports from the high elves before the war began, which clearly mentioned several common spells of the Dread Lord.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After discovering the green evil mist, Uther immediately ordered the members of the Knights to withdraw from the smoke-covered area.
At the same time, Uther, Tirion and Saidan worked together to perform a large-scale cleaning spell, quickly awakening the knights who were fascinated by the hypnotic mist.
Diselok's sneak attack failed to achieve the expected results, which made him feel even more uneasy.
"Something's wrong! These guys have known our fighting methods for a long time, and they have obviously made emergency plans in advance!"
Balnazar nodded gloomily: "Although I don't want to admit it, it seems that we have indeed been plotted against."
"Nothing can be done, retreat! We still have Kil'jaeden's mission to complete, and we cannot be sent back to the Twisting Nether so early, otherwise..."
When he thought of Balnazzar's unfinished words, Dieserok suddenly trembled all over.
"Let's go! Leave these guys alone, let them stay and use their last remaining heat!"
The two high-level nathrezim, who cherished their lives, abandoned their subordinates to attract the attention of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and fled without hesitation.
Noticing that the two largest Dreadlords in the sky decisively evacuated, Uther smacked his lips in displeasure: "It's a pity that we let them run away. Are these two guys too cowardly?"
"ha!"
Saidan swept the war hammer and fought head-on with a strong demon guard squad leader, forcing the opponent to retreat, then followed up and smashed his head into the chest with a hammer.
"Have you forgotten the characteristics of the Dreadlord recorded in the high elves' intelligence? These natural spies are best at observing the situation. Seeing that there is no way to save the situation, if you continue to stay, the enemy will catch up with you. Evacuation is the rational and correct choice."
"I know."
Uther did not rush to the front line to kill the enemy in person. He raised his visor and took a breath: "I just can't agree with the devil's behavior of easily abandoning his companions and running away."
"Ha~ You're here again."
Tirion, who was bathed in the blood of his enemies, panted and returned to Uther: "I've said it before, don't force your standards on others. That's too hard, Arthas.
Aren’t the lessons learned enough?”
Saidan immediately winked at his old friend: "Tirion! Stop saying a few words."
Tirion knew he had made a mistake and waved his hand to Uther apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was speaking out of bounds."
Uther smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You didn't say anything wrong. Alsace's untimely rebellion is indeed a failure of my education."
"Right is right, wrong is wrong, there is nothing worth covering up."
"Huh~"
Looking at the battlefield that was gradually calming down, Uther let out a heavy breath and said with a slightly changed look: "Mistakes should be corrected. After this large-scale turmoil, the reputation of the treacherous Alsace was mistrusted on a large scale.
It will definitely plummet."
"Maybe it's time to end this civil war that shouldn't exist."