The moment he saw Ysera appear, Ner'zhul saw Tichondrius, the Lord of the Fear Lords, and spoke to him without hesitation.
"Get the orcs back. Let's go back to the swamp."
Ner'zhul's green pupils widened, and the young orc leader thought he had heard wrongly.
"Maybe I heard wrong just now." Ner'zhul said uncertainly.
"You heard that right. Orc."
Tichondrius looked at the elegant and misty body of the Dream Dragon from a distance. He said seriously to Ner'zhul: "If you don't want all the orcs on this battlefield to die, then let them come back. Let's go back to the swamp.
go."
"This is impossible! Do you know how much we have invested here? Do you know how much we have lost?" Ner'zhul almost roared, resisting the demon's request for the first time.
"It's better than being wiped out." Faced with Ner'zhul's roar, Tichondrius didn't seem to be affected at all. "Believe me, orcs. When these lizards join the battlefield, unless the legion comes, just rely on your strength.
The power is just giving these lizards unpalatable food."
"Absolutely impossible! Orcs..."
Tichondrius interrupted the orc leader impatiently.
"This is not a suggestion, orc, this is an order."
"If Kil'jaeden knew about this situation, he would also ask you to retreat."
Tichondrius said.
Seeing the Dreadlord move out of Kil'jaeden, Ner'zhul was breathing heavily, his fangs turned out, and his green pupils were always staring at Tichondrius.
"Don't look at me like that. Do it, orcs. Save as many orcs as possible. The Legion still needs your strength." Tichondrius stopped looking at him, and the Dread Lord turned and left.
"I'm going to take command of those experimental subjects. They are the masterpieces of Nasrezim, and they cannot all be lost here."
Only Ner'zhul was left in the camp, which was filled with fire and the sounds of fighting.
The young orc leader looked gloomy and looked up at the pale moonlight sky. After a long time, he shouted softly.
"Anassa, come out."
"Ah~ as you command, my master."
The charming succubus stood before him.
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Tonatiu soon learned that the trolls with Zandalari faces were not trolls.
This is a bit convoluted.
In his retina, the system presented him with the identities of these guys:
[Talon: Level 18 Death Knight, Normal, Hatred]
[Jocha Black Fist: Level 17 Death Knight, weak, hostile]
[Orlon Snow Wolf: Level 17 Death Knight, weak, hostile]
[Tiga Oman: Level 16 death knight, weak, hostile]
【……】
As far as the eye can see, there are about a hundred "trolls" who have the appearance of Zandalari trolls, but have gloomy expressions and are surrounded by an aura of death.
They are killing people in the expeditionary force.
There is another scene that would be shocking to ordinary people, that is, these "Zandalari Trolls" are surrounded by a large number of skeletons and corpses. They follow these "Zandalari Trolls" like slaves, attacking the expeditionary force and the coalition forces.
Moreover, the troops of the dead are still increasing in number. Every time they take a breath, at least two undead rise from the ground.
The death knight destined to disrupt Azeroth came to the world ahead of schedule.
The birth of the Death Knight is almost inevitable, because outside of the Emerald Dream, there is a vaster world beyond the Emerald Dream that encompasses the endless darkness. It is the paradise of the dead and the final destination of the soul, called the Shadow Realm.
The kingdom of death.
The Death Knight is actually the distorted and modified manifestation of the power of the Shadow Realm in reality.
Even if there are no demons and orc warlocks to create death knights, when the Shadow Realm is unstable, the leaked power will make death knights appear in reality sooner or later.
It's just that this time the orcs invaded early, causing the death knight to be born early.
The first death knights in the "original timeline" were created by Gul'dan to Orgrim Doomhammer as powerful warriors of the Horde.
These death knights are the souls of slain Shadow Council warlocks placed inside the bodies of Stormwind knights who died in battle.
The first of them was Talon Bloodseeker.
Unlike the death knights of the future Scourge, these creepy guys are not battle-hardened warriors, but insidious and cunning necromancers.
Each possesses extraordinary wisdom and huge magical power. They like to use horrific tactics, resurrecting the corpses of enemy soldiers killed in battle to fight for the mindless undead servants.
For example, the group of death knights in front of us rarely engage in close combat with their enemies, and rely entirely on terrifying undead magic and their "resurrected" slaves as means of combat.
"The power of the dead." Cleostraz, the well-informed red dragon mage, shouted out when he was in the sky.
"This is blasphemy! These demons, these scum!" The red dragon looked very angry.
Before Tonatius could take action, Cleostraz had already started breathing on the death knights and the dead on the ground.
Nozdormu is the dragon of time, Ysera is the dragon of dreams, Malygos is the dragon of magic, and Neltharion was once the dragon that guarded the earth.
Alexstrasza, the eldest among these guardian dragon kings, became the Queen of Life after being given authority by the Titans.
The other red dragons who serve Alexstrasza have become life guardians.
Let's put it this way, the red dragon is the dragon that hates the undead the most among the five-color dragons.
Other Aspect Dragons can remain calm when they see the undead. The red dragon sees the undead like a cat sees a mouse.
The cat will stretch out its claws, and the red dragon will breath subconsciously.
The flames of life poured down from the head, and the thousands of dead guards blocking the front were instantly turned into ashes in the flames of life.
After venting his anger, Cleostrasz also began to gasp for air.
He was so shocked just now that he breathed with all his strength this time. He would have to rest for several days if he wanted to breathe like this again.
But killing thousands of dead warriors who were almost immune to physical attacks at one time still shocked the first generation of death knights on the ground.
"!" a death knight yelled in a language that no one in Azeroth could understand.
For a moment, the shadow flickered, and the dark and strange power poured towards Cleostraz.
Dozens of necromancy spells were fired at the red dragon mage, including curses, simple negative energy arrows, and impacts with the power of death.
There were so many blows full of energy from the Shadow Realm that even the Red Dragon, the Dragon of Life, did not dare to bear them all directly.
Death is restrained by life, but death also restrains life. The relationship between the two parties is like water and fire. Flame can directly evaporate water.
But when the amount of water reaches a certain level, they can directly extinguish the flames.
The amount of death water is enough to extinguish the red dragon's flame of life.
Fortunately, Cleostraz is not just a red dragon, the red dragon is also a powerful mage.
After regaining his sanity, Krasus covered himself with a magical shield, and at the same time, other dragons also arrived.
The two little blue dragons worked together to increase the strength of the red dragon's magic shield. Ysera's daughter jumped over the dragons without hesitation and spat at the hundreds of first-generation death knights on the ground.
Life hates death, and nature and dreams also hate death.
Ysera is Alexstrasza's sister, and her descendants also hold a hostile attitude towards the things that red dragons hate.
Although Nysandra is not as powerful as Cleostraz, her attacks also make the death knights scramble.
Just when the dragons were working together to attack these death knights, Nergigante arrived with the God King.
Tonatius was extremely excited when he saw the first-generation death knight fighting in close combat underground.
"Luru, go help somewhere else! Well...go to Zafra's place."
"Roar~" Nergigante resisted a little.
It doesn't like that Ravosaurus.
"Go. This is the battlefield." Tonatiu ordered it.
"Roar~"
Nergigante agreed with a little emotion.
The God King immediately fell down from the Nergigante.
At this time, the Nergigante happened to fly over the heads of the death knights riding the skeletal raptor.
