In this hall, which was at least tens of thousands of square meters, for a moment, Varian's breathing became rapid, and he gasped for air. There was not much blood on his face, and he felt that his vision was covered by the white mist sprayed from his nostrils.
Covered.
After a frightened battle, he felt slightly stunned.
The four death knights around Kel'Thuzad are easy to recognize: first Lothar will never ride a wolf, the young orc on the far left and the old orc knight on the right can be eliminated; then the female blood elf second from the left is eliminated; and finally the remaining
Next is the human knight riding an undead war horse...
Ah! It’s Solas!
In this way, the new version of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse is Thoras, Brainless Roar, Durotan and the blood elf mage Lesetatis who was born in Dire Maul.
It's definitely better than the original version, but without Lothar, it wouldn't be so strong.
Here, Varian, who finally couldn't bear it anymore, shouted angrily: "Kel'Thuzad, where did you hide Uncle Anduin Lothar?"
"Anduin... Lothar... ah..." Even if he lost his shame, Mr. Ke's reaction was very strange.
When he began to hesitate, McDonald immediately judged the truth of the matter, and he put a hand on the shoulder armor of Varian's [Conqueror Suit].
It might be much better if Varian could finish the military zone, get rid of the lost structure zone, get a [Dreadnought Set], and then fight Kel'Thuzad. But things are like this, and plans can't keep up with changes.
McDonald's clear voice resounded through the hall: "Haha! No need to ask, how could Kel'Thuzad let a strong man like Anduin go? If you want to ask why he is not here, there is only one answer - Kel'Thuzad, you don't have any
No way to make a truly holy soul surrender!"
McDonald's words are striking, every word is like a knife, and every sentence is sonorous.
Using the adjective 'noble soul' to lift Anduin up immediately made Varian feel better.
"What are you talking about? I have already prepared Anduin to welcome you as his companions." Mr. Ke replied coldly.
"Oh? Really? Still want to admit it? Are you denying your incompetence? A mere mortal's soul actually wants to use the Lich King's [Frostmourne]. You are bringing shame to the Lich King.
You are not worthy of being the second-in-command of the Scourge."
Whether it's a human being or a lich, there are always one or two things that are like inverse scales.
Kel'Thuzad is a great villain, but he has a strange, fanatical loyalty to the Lich King.
Anyway, he is a lich and has no such thing as shame. Normally, no matter how you call him despicable, shameless and despicable, his heart will not be broken.
Call him a noob and unworthy of being the Lich King's dog.
Mr. Ke couldn't stand it anymore.
Varian was gratified by President Ke's reaction.
The archlich became angry: "No soul can escape the rule of His Majesty the Lich King! No - absolutely no - the Lich King is the greatest, and Anduin Lothar's surrender is only a matter of time! And you guys
, they will all accompany him and become slaves of the Immortal Empire!"
He didn't talk much in half a sentence, but after spitting, he naturally had the final say with his big fist.
When machinations no longer work, the final battle has to be decided on the battlefield.
Mr. Ke waved his bone demon hand, and the four knights of the Apocalypse immediately rushed towards the group of heroes. Not only that, the scene in the left and right corners of the hall suddenly changed.
Originally, they were sunken structures that looked like dead ends, so I didn't think there was any problem. With a wave of Mr. Ke's hand, a skull as big as a bathtub appeared beside the pillars of the main hall. Immediately, a faint fire lit up in the eye sockets. It was really vivid not long ago.
The ominous atmosphere I have experienced finally has an answer——
They are portals in the shape of arches.
Others thought it was an ultra-long-distance portal connecting Icecrown Citadel, but McDonald sensed a lot of the aura of the Shadow Realm on that door.
The only thing that is certain is that these portals are a constant source of troops for Kel'Thuzad.
What rushed out from the door was not one and a half, not one or two groups of elite undead soldiers, but undead regiments pouring out one after another.
A large number of undead were opening and closing their jaws ferociously while waving their war blades to attack.
At the front are thousands of skeleton soldiers, in the second line are taller ghouls, and behind them are howling banshees, abominations, and even more death knights.
"Damn it! I really stabbed the skull nest." One of the elite operators cursed.
Please, this is Mr. Ke’s ‘boudoir’!
It's not as gentle as in the game, and the little skeletons jump out of the portal one by one.
It's like a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones. It's a big mess as soon as it comes up.
The number of skeleton soldiers was so large that bones were squeezed under the bones. It was so exaggerated that the skeleton soldiers in the front row were squeezed by the skeletons in the rear and trampled on by their own comrades before they could even kill them.
This won't cause multiple fractures immediately.
How could the skeleton soldier who managed to sneak into Mr. Ke’s side be an ordinary soldier? No matter how bad he was, he was still an elite skeleton warrior!
This amount made the alliance mages feel numb on the spot.
"calm!"
As expected of a messenger of light, Uther stood up with his sword across the door and pierced the floor with his sword. On the spot, he saw a golden shock wave with him as the center, swaying 360 degrees without any blind spots.
The dazzling sacred golden waves are like a filter, and any undead with a little bit of scum will immediately disappear into ashes without leaving any trace.
Those who can withstand the first wave are nothing more than elite Howling Banshees, Abominations, Death Knights and the like.
Suddenly, the undead frenzy suddenly became sparse, and almost all of the remaining undead were injured.
Even the impact of the Knights of the Apocalypse was halted.
The only unaffected undead was Kel'Thuzad. The gorgeous holy light surged in front of him and disappeared out of thin air.
Not offset, not resistance, but the kind of disappearance that seems to be thrown into the bottomless abyss.
Tyrande suddenly said in shock: "Be careful, that bastard is not on the same plane as us."
Of course, the most important thing is to fight against the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
According to someone's prior arrangement, the four MTs from the alliance stepped forward without fear.
Magni withstood the most powerful brain-dead roar, Uther blocked Durotan's heavy hammer, Varian and Solas fought fiercely, and Arthas used a big hammer at Lesetadis's face without any mercy.
Say hello.
There is no room for tricks in a battle between strong men.
The prerequisite for using your combat skills is that you don't overwhelm the opponent's absolute power in just one encounter.
Just the force shock caused by the collision of weapons instantly destroyed the bones within a radius of ten meters around them in various forms.
The four MTs fought against each other and retreated to the four corners of the hall in a tacit understanding. They immediately sensed the strangeness of the Apocalypse Knight.
A kind of halo-like power was superimposed on MT, making them very uncomfortable.
Normally, the 4DK strategy is about to begin.
Suddenly, instead of attacking any of the Knights of the Apocalypse, McDonald struck a sword with his backhand, blocking Liadrin's side. The force coming from the other side was so strong that even McDonald was knocked away.
Feeling the power of the other party's aura, McDonald became popular as soon as he saw it.
"Rasovios!?"
Gan, these days, there are even five of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?
