The Urn of the Dead was forged by the Lich King. It is also known as the Shrine of Shadows and can hold millions of souls.
Later, this object was carried by Arthas, and most of the souls of the heroes killed by Frostmourne were absorbed by the Urn of the Undead, becoming powerful and resentful natural disaster warriors.
Over time, the Urn of the Dead contained a total of 200,000 souls of transferred warriors. Kel'Thuzad wanted to use the resurrection circle left by the Lich King to awaken the warriors in the urn for his own use, but was snatched away by Gu Nansheng.
Gu Nansheng, the descendant of the Lich King, naturally knows how to use the Resurrection Circle and the Urn of the Undead.
At that time, in the broken world of the Lich King's treasure, Gu Nansheng was unable to use the Urn of the Undead due to space confinement, otherwise his treasure retrieval would have been smoother.
Qing Jian looked at the gray urn in Gu Nansheng's hand with some confusion. This thing exuded the aura of death and was clearly the equipment of the natural disaster. There were rumors that Mr. Nan was closely related to the natural disaster. It seemed that it was not groundless. But in Qing Jian's view
Come on, it doesn't matter whether it's a natural disaster or a close guard, being strong enough is the most important thing. Qingjian is looking forward to Gu Nansheng's move. He is really excited to see the strength of a sixth-level peak powerhouse.
Gu Nansheng slowly pushed open the lid of the Urn of the Undead, and a thick black mist immediately overflowed from the Urn of the Undead, followed by a hoarse and deep voice: "Master, are you calling me?"
The thick fog gradually solidified and turned into a blue beetle. The beetle's body was covered with ferocious spikes, and a pair of mantis-like scythes protruded from its chest. It looked very destructive.
Dewey, his party, and Jones were all a little confused when they saw this huge thing. This thing didn't look like a benevolent creature.
"Crypt Assassin?" Taxisha recognized this monster at a glance.
Gu Nansheng glanced at Taxixia in surprise. The Crypt Assassin appeared ten thousand years ago and has been loyal to Alsace and the Lich King. Although it was strong, it was not very good ten thousand years ago, so the Crypt Assassin remained.
There aren't many relevant historical materials, so it's incredible that Tarsisia could recognize it.
Taxixia saw Gu Nansheng's doubts and said with a smile: "There are many classics in the Witch Doctor's Tower. I just happened to see them. I didn't expect to see them today." When she said this, she looked at the Crypt Assassin and said sweetly:
"It's a great honor. If I remember correctly, you are one of the generals of the Death Knight, a fourth-level undead warrior. You are? A lot of words."
The Crypt Assassin glanced at Taxisha with disdain and said nothing. He never showed disdain towards the weak.
Tarsisia didn't take it seriously, just smiled and stopped talking.
At this time, the messenger hurried over and said, "Report to your Majesty that the army has been assembled and is on standby at any time."
Dewey glanced at the monster next to Gu Nansheng with lingering fear, and asked tentatively: "Master Nan, do you need the cooperation of the army?"
"No need." Gu Nansheng pointed to the natural disaster army at the bottom of the mountain, turned to Akasha and said: "After a while, you use blink to come to the rear of the natural disaster army and kill the two second-level zombies to prevent them from using tombstones to cause chaos.
Prevent natural disasters from spreading."
"Yes, Master." This kind of task is really easy for Akasha.
The natural disaster army ran very fast. In a short time, it had passed through the forest at the foot of the mountain and headed straight for the mountainside. The ghouls did not slow down at all. Climbing the steep Yannan Mountain was like walking on flat ground for them.
As the natural disaster approached, the whimpering ghostly cries came from the Urn of the Dead like gusts of sinister wind. The gloomy ghostly aura made people's hair stand on end. Dewey subconsciously took a few steps back, and even the two old men beside him looked unnatural.
look.
Seeing that the Scourge Legion was about to attack the defensive formation of the guards, Gu Nansheng gave the command to attack the Crypt Assassin in a concise and concise manner——….
"Destroy them."
The Crypt Assassin showed a ferocious look on his face. He roared, and his huge body jumped down the cliff. With the thunderous sound of running, the Crypt Assassin was like a huge chariot, flying sand and rocks wherever it passed, unstoppable.
To him, these 10,000 natural disaster troops are just delicious prey.
At the same time, the Urn of the Undead in Gu Nansheng's hand also started to tremble, and the body of the urn and the lid of the urn collided fiercely, as if some monster was trying to break free.
Gu Nansheng slowly pushed open the lid of the Urn of the Undead and released the last restraints of the two hundred thousand undead.
The Urn of the Undead suddenly burst out with streaks of black light, and the vast undead energy spurted out like a rainbow. Two hundred thousand undead souls rushed out of the Urn of the Undead like a torrent. For a while, ghosts cried and gods howled, and the situation changed.
While Dewey and the other four were shocked by the Urn of the Undead, Akasha moved, and her figure instantly appeared in the core area of the undead army. Fuzzy voiceprints spread rapidly along the air, and her skill - Sharp Point of Pain
Call.
The black wings swept over the ruins like the shadow of death. The transformation into destruction was just an instant. There was no brilliant burst of energy. The two second-level zombie kings were directly turned into powder after being hit by sound waves at close range. The trend of sound waves continued unabated.
, dozens of abominations near the Corpse King were also involved.
"Peng! Peng! Peng!"
In the high-frequency sound waves, Fat Abomination exploded like a broken water bag, and green corpse water and rotten meaty entrails flowed all over the floor, but Akasha was not contaminated at all in it.
Standing alone like a fairy.
Because of the long distance and the chaos of the scene, only Qing Jian among Dewey and his party noticed the scene happening at the rear of the battlefield. He stared blankly at the woman in black who was calm and composed among the chaos.
Her face was deeply imprinted in his mind.
He felt that Akasha on the battlefield was like a chrysanthemum that bullies the frost and proudly snows, as if nothing that happened in the world could affect her concentration.
Qingjian felt an unprecedented shock in an instant, not only because of Akasha's strength, but also because of her indifferent temperament, which was peerless and graceful.
He knew that this power that ignored everything only belonged to the strong. The woman in black seemed to be following Mr. Nan like an ordinary woman, but in terms of strength, she was probably already a fifth-level powerhouse. Thinking of this, Qing Jian sighed in his heart. With his own
His strength must also fall into the category of being ignored by that woman.
Unexpectedly, I have been running rampant in all directions for a hundred years, and have rarely encountered opponents since reaching the second level peak. Today, I have to be regarded as an ant. This has to be said to be a great irony. It is ridiculous and sad to sit in a well and look at the sky.
At this time, a shrill scream awakened the sighing Qing Jian. He raised his eyes and saw that the undead souls that had just rushed out of the urn of the dead had turned into a dark cloud covering an area of ten miles. The dark cloud was moving at an extremely fast speed.
, and in the blink of an eye, the natural disaster army has been enveloped in it.
Qing Jian couldn't see what was going on inside at all, he could only hear the screams one after another, making his scalp numb.
The dark cloud was like a huge meat grinder, not a single living thing was left behind in its path, and the corpses and body parts everywhere were shocking to see.
Gu Nansheng remained calm as he was quite satisfied with the combat capabilities of the Urn of the Dead's 200,000 undead.
In just a few minutes, most of the 10,000 natural disaster warriors were swallowed up by black clouds. At this time, the natural disaster army finally became afraid and began to flee to the rear. However, what awaited them was endless sonic attacks and flickering black figures.
…
In just five minutes, the battle ended, and all ten thousand natural disaster warriors were wiped out, but Gu Nansheng never moved a step from beginning to end.
Dewey and his party, including Jones, all felt as if they were in a dream. They still have an unbelievable feeling, but looking at the messy bones on the hillside, they had to believe that what happened in front of them was real...
.
Two hundred thousand undead returned to the Urn of the Dead like a tide, including the Crypt Assassin who also disappeared. Akasha's figure flashed back to Gu Nansheng's side. Her expression was neither sad nor happy, as if she had done something ordinary.
little things.
Dewey swallowed hard, his back was soaked with cold sweat. He moved his dry lips and said bravely: "Mr. Nan...Mr. Nan, a celebration banquet has been prepared in the palace. I wonder if Mr. Nan..."
"No need." Gu Nansheng naturally would not attend such a boring banquet, "I am just taking action this time and will leave here tomorrow."
When Dewey heard that Gu Nansheng was leaving tomorrow, he was secretly relieved. As a king, what he feared most was not powerful enemies, but the power that was around him but beyond his control. This would make him fearful all day long.
My life is not guaranteed.
"Let's go." Gu Nansheng left with the three girls, leaving a relieved Dewey. Unexpectedly, this was a blessing in disguise. The total number of natural disasters in the Rocky Kingdom was only 40,000 to 50,000. In the previous war, more than 20,000 were wiped out.
Today, another 10,000 people were killed, and the remaining 10,000-odd people are nothing to worry about. After the war is over, his army will have at least five or six thousand left, and he will finally have a foundation to rebuild the country.
Dewey was in the midst of longing, but Qingjian was staring at the place where Akasha disappeared. With his current strength, even letting her look at her was a luxury. Thinking of this, Qingjian smiled bitterly...
After Gu Nansheng and his party walked away, Taxixia said with a smile: "Mr. Nan, I just saw that green sword staring at Lady Akasha." Regarding Akasha, Taxixia always maintained her response to the strong.
Some people respect her, but don't treat her like a sister like she does to Jones.
Gu Nansheng had a weird look on his face and said half-jokingly: "What, you want to help her be a matchmaker?"
Taxixia smiled and said nothing, observing Akasha's expression with the corner of her eyes. She also saw Akasha's performance on the battlefield today. While shocked, she couldn't help but start to wonder about Gu Nansheng and Akasha.
relationship.
Although she had decided to leave, she still couldn't help but retain a curiosity about Gu Nansheng's private life subconsciously. Perhaps this was due to the girl's gossip mentality, and Taxixia was not immune to it, she just did it in a subtle way.
