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Volume 2: Two Kings Fight for Glory, Chapter 102: The Lich King is about to appear

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    To resolve the matter at Blade's Edge Mountain, Rex did not go there personally. Although Rex planned to resolve the issue at Blade's Edge Mountain directly, for the time being, Rex assigned the matter to Tilly.  Oferdeen.  New After all, there are still some aspects of the problem in Blade's Edge Mountain that have not been clarified at all. All of this must be clarified. Is all this a trick of the dwarf, or is it actually the case?  Very, very important. If we don't understand this, it will be impossible for Rex to allocate resources to Blade's Edge Mountain, even if the situation there has become truly dangerous.  After all, it was because of this incident that the dwarfs in Blade's Edge Mountain succeeded, and other camps followed suit, so there is no need for the Alliance Expeditionary Force camp to exist.  If there is one, there are two.  Once, there are two times. He will never be controlled by others in this matter.  Rex¡¯s attitude on this point is extremely decisive. If the ogre¡¯s abnormal behavior is a coincidence and has nothing to do with the dwarf, the resources will be allocated.  Now Tirion Fordring is busy with this matter, trying to figure out everything that happened.  As for Rex himself, he has more important things to do now.  The camp at Blade's Edge Mountain was established by the dwarves, and its leader is a disciple of the great craftsman Gelbin Mekkatorque, one of the dwarf's future great craftsman successors. Rex wants to have a good relationship with this great craftsman Gelbin Mekkatorque.  Let¡¯s chat last time to see what the status of this disciple is in the mind of the great craftsman Gelbin Mekkatorque. This is a crucial point. If this disciple is not too important, Rex  The attitude towards it will also change.  Yes, Rex is such a powerful person. Rex had planned to do this a long time ago, just because of one thing after another.  He has basically put off this matter.  Now it is impossible to drag it on any longer. After Rex had a plan in his heart, he started to work on this.  After Tirion Fordring personally went to the Blade's Edge Mountains, Rex returned to the world of Azeroth.  This time he returned to the world of Azeroth, which took only a few days. Rex met the great craftsman Gelbin Mekkatorque. Rex did not intend to return to the Kingdom of Gilneas.  Yes, so the time is spent.  It doesn't really take too long.  Just when Rex passed through the Dark Portal and returned to the world of Azeroth.  On a continent in the world of Azeroth, a series of changes are taking place.  He is located in the north of the world of Azeroth. The continent is a glacier, a continent of ice and snow.  His name is Northrend.  Northrend is often called the roof of the world. Northrend is a wasteland covered in ice and snow all year round in the northern part of the world. Before the ancient war and the collapse of the continent, Northrend was once a part of the Kalimdor continental plate.  part.  As it separated from the continent and the plates moved northward, the climate here gradually changed from the mild climate of Azeroth to colder and colder. Most of the original wild animals here have become extinct because they were not adapted to the environment here.  Only some special arthropods with strong survival ability are left.  After a long period of evolution, these animals turned into a race called Nerub, which was ferocious and insidious.  They build a series of huge nests in the deep permafrost.  The capital of this underground kingdom is Azjol-Nerub, from where they rule all of Northrend.  There are also a small number of humans and cave giants living here, but their presence cannot compete with those spider-men.  There is a huge area in Northrend where the bones left by thousands of dragons are piled up. This is the Dragonblight.  These dragons fly to Northrend to rest with their ancestors until the end of their lives.  Under the guidance of Malygos, some blue dragons have been guarding the Dragonblight, ensuring that the place is not disturbed by the outside world. For thousands of years, these blue dragons have been loyal to their duties.  Until the arrival of the Lich King.  After the shaman Ner'zhul was captured and destroyed by Kil'jaeden, the demon leader transformed the ancient orc into a dark creature of untold power.  The Arctic wind like a sword of wind and frost has gradually subsided.  In the distance, on the cold and desolate mountaintop, there is a crown of ice.  But he is still standing here, unchanged for thousands of years.  It is rare that adventurers will come to the glacier zone without fear of death.  And even fewer people can go back alive to narrate their experiences, and since a series of things that have happened in the past few decades, this place has become a destination for adventurers.In this place, no matter how powerful the adventurer is, as long as he dares to come here, there is no chance of being spared.  The only one who can make it out alive.  In recent years, there has been only one person, Kel'Thuzad.  Except for him, there was no one else who climbed the polar peak independently.  The flickering light of a castle: an obelisk tower engraved with magic symbols stood in front, and a figure wearing a purple robe and a cloak, hiding his appearance, slowly appeared in the ice and snow environment  , he kept moving forward one foot after another, leaving shallow footprints one after another on the snow. When he walked to the obelisk tower, a ravine appeared in front of him.  Unable to continue moving forward, because there is no road ahead, the figure in purple robe did not change his movements at all, as if he did not see the ravine in front of him, he stepped on the air.  Following his movements, a bridge made of pure energy suddenly emerged under his feet. When he walked through, the bridge made of energy dissipated. Just like the moment he appeared, it was as fast as  Like lightning, the gate of the camp opened directly. The entrance to the castle was guarded by two strange creatures. Their lower bodies looked like giant spiders. The body of each creature was supported by six thin legs; the other two  The limb is barely closer to a human arm, but it is incomplete.  Even more fascinating than what these creatures look like is their current physical condition.  Their bodies were covered in scars, and the most severely injured parts had been roughly bandaged.  One of the guards' arms was bent at a strange angle, and pus-like bodily fluids flowed from the gap between the other's teeth, but the guard made no attempt to wipe it clean.  A thick stench emanates from the guard's body. This stench makes this voice very familiar to people who have been dealing with dead people all year round.  Because this is corpse odor, they are undead, undead creatures that have been transformed, and the person who transformed them is undoubtedly a highly skilled necromancer.  But all this is for the purple-robed figure.  But he saw it often, and it was not surprising at all. After glancing at it, he simply ignored it and continued to move forward.  His pace is neither fast nor slow, he has his own rhythm, moving forward step by step.  In front of the hall is a broken statue of a half-spider creature.  A huge creature was lying next to the statue at the moment. When the purple-robed figure saw this huge creature, his eyes showed a little surprise, as if he had seen something surprising.  This is a weird hybrid with the characteristics of both a beetle and a spider. The huge body is covered with scars and bandages, but on the carapace on its back, there is something different in the memory of the man in purple robe.  There are countless thorns here. These thorns are black ink and exude a smell that is particularly familiar to the people in purple robes. It is not the smell of corpses or the smell of the undead. It is the smell of sulfur. This is  The smell of devilish sulfur.  The man in purple robe stopped his steps for the first time. He looked at the huge creature in front of him. He did not continue to move forward, but looked at the huge creature carefully.  He spoke tentatively, "Anub'arak?" "It's me, Kel'Thuzad." The huge creature, which had been slowly closing its eyes, slowly opened its eyes at this moment.  Staring ahead with bloodthirsty eyes, he spoke to him in a deep voice, the sound reverberating in his body.  Although what it said was easy to understand, the sound still made him shudder.  There was an odd buzz lurking in its words.  "It's really surprising. Aren't you already dead?" Kel'Thuzad took off the cloak above his head, revealing his skeletal face without a trace of flesh and blood.  It was a soul flame. As he spoke, the skull's mouth kept shaking and spitting out words. The sunken parts of his eyes were beating constantly. It was obvious that he was not at all calm in his heart at this moment. Originally,  The dead people appeared in front of him again this time, which was a powerful impact on Kel'Thuzad.  Although Kel'Thuzad himself was resurrected from the dead, his situation was completely different from Anub'arak's. Anub'arak was already dead, and only after he was resurrected as an undead did he become him.  On this basis, Anub'arak died again.  To put it simply, Anub'arak has died twice, unlike Kel'Thuzad who only died once and still had the capital to be transformed into an undead and be resurrected again.  Theoretically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for Anub'arak to come back to life again.  Hear itAfter Er'Thuzad's words, Anub'arak's buzzing voice continued to sound; "The master's greatness is beyond your imagination." "Go in, the master is waiting for you." As he said that, Anub'arak  Lark got out of the way, and a long tunnel appeared in front of Kel'Thuzad. The flames dancing in Kel'Thuzad's eyes slowly calmed down. Although he had some research  , he couldn't wait to disassemble and study this Anub'arak, but in the end Kel'Thuzad endured it. He was no match for this Anub'arak. If it were the former Anub'arak, he would have the confidence to deal with it.  , but the Anub'arak in front of him has changed in appearance, has become stronger, and has become more evil. There are traces of transformation on his body, and the smell of sulfur has already shown that this person  Already demonized.  The days are long, and as a smart man, Kel'Thuzad knows that he cannot take down the research object with force. He can only find another way. Kel'Thuzad has confidence in himself. With his intelligence, he can always think of a way.  , to deal with this Anub'arak.  Kel'Thuzad walked forward slowly, walked through the tunnel, but came under the surface, and finally came to a magnificent pyramid. He continued walking forward slowly, but passed by places where the undead were entrenched.  .  The spacious room can hold as many assistants as an army.  The undead creatures are cleverly sewn together from a hodgepodge of animals and organs, and there are even some undead humanoids whose body parts come from various races of humans.  There are no wounds on these human parts.  This is a place where the undead are transformed, but countless corpses are combined into abominations. Among the undead arms, they are famous for their defensive power, but they also have strong attacks and are most suitable for use as cannon fodder.  Kel'Thuzad continued to move forward, and he slowly passed by the production sites of various undead arms.  Slowly, the place he was moving forward began to slowly move upward until he was in mid-air, and finally came to a throne. The throne was exuding biting ice cold, and mist surrounded it.  This is not a crystal, but a whole block of ice.  A metal armor is sitting on the throne, but it looks more like it is sitting on the throne. The armor is surrounded by darkness, as if it has swallowed up all the light, hope and mind.  The conical helmet was inlaid with sapphires, as luxurious as a crown; but there was nothing inside, just like the armor on other parts of the body.  The armored hands are crossed and clasped around a large sword, with a text etched on the sword: Strength comes, despair comes.  Arriving here, Kel'Thuzad knelt down on the ground without hesitation, with the skull's head directly kissing the ice under his feet. He said, "Congratulations, master, for successfully completing the fusion." "No," a wave of  A unique hoarse voice came out, and the owner of this voice, Kel'Thuzad, was not unfamiliar at all. It was Alsace's voice, and he had been hearing it for a long time.  "This old guy is not dead yet," "Kel'Thuzad, I need your help to break the Frozen Throne," the voice said.  "As you wish, my master," Kel'Thuzad said without hesitation, stood up, and slowly retreated.  The light on the armor slowly dissipated, and finally turned into silence.  (To be continued.)
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