Sharlayan was a little surprised that Khadgar found the space runestone so quickly.

But now that the problem of how to return to Dalaran to deliver the artifact has been solved, Sharlayan will naturally not break his promise. He agreed to stay and help Khadgar and Attumen solve the problem of the steward Moros before returning north quickly.

This waited for a dramatic change in the situation on the front line. When receiving Valeera's second report, Salayan was a little bit dumbfounded.

"You two, master and apprentice, are playing an exhibition match here, two wins in three games, right?"

Although he complained, Sharlayan actually saw the situation very clearly.

Uther did rely on his seasoned experience and steady state of mind to move back to the first game, at least he didn't let the Scourge take away the defenseless Lordaeron.

But this victory did not help the overall situation of Lordaeron still at a disadvantage.

With the arrival of reinforcements from the Scourge, Alsace has far surpassed the Lordaeron defenders at this stage.

The countries of the alliance who had been watching the excitement with a gloating mentality before suddenly became uneasy.

As the saying goes, if Lordaeron is really captured by the Bone Stick Legion led by Alsace, the second-five boy, other neighboring countries with the same defense emptiness will certainly not be able to please.

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Although their domestic defense forces were very limited, Alterac and Gilnir, who were closest to the battlefield, still gritted their teeth and sent their last troops to Lordaeron for assistance.

In addition, Kul Tiras, who is lonely overseas, also publicly recruited for the first time in China after many years.

Dai Lin intends to keep the newly recruited rookies in the country to guard the country, train troops by the way, and transport the reserve team in Lordaeron to help the allies get out of the predicament.

As for Dalaran and Stormgard...forget about them for now.

A large number of mages in Dalaran are still staying at the Dark Portal to set up research project teams one by one. They are even ready to cross the Dark Portal to Draenor for research, and they simply ignored Ronin's appeal.

Stormgard, on the other hand, was busy arguing repeatedly with Danas, who was unwilling to return to the country to succeed him, and had no energy to pay attention to the war in the northern part of the mainland.

The dwarves and dwarves are willing to help, but their territory is too far away from the frontline battlefield. When they slowly send reinforcements over, the day lily may be cold.

Fortunately, Arthas is also busy persuading those extremely dissatisfied hardline noble lords at the moment, and the internally unstable Scourge has no time to continue to attack.

Lordaeron, which was empty of troops, gained precious breathing time, and Uther did not refuse the small groups of reinforcements sent by various countries one after another.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. Lordaeron doesn't have time to pick and choose.

Taking advantage of this short period of truce, Uther and Dathrohan tried their best to adjust the tacit understanding between these new reinforcements and the Knights of the Silver Hand.

The other countries in the alliance have expressed their opinions, and Quel'Thalas certainly cannot stay out of the matter.

Kael'thas assured Calia that as long as Alsace overwhelmed the internal contradictions and launched an attack again, Quel'Thalas would immediately send troops from the gate of Salas.

The high elves will assist the remnants of the Knights of the Silver Hand, which are still struggling to resist, to connect the three major defense areas of the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, Corin Crossing, and Tyre's Hand, and form a containment of the Scourge from the rear.

Now that the situation has stabilized for the time being, Sharlayan doesn't have to evacuate from Karazhan in a panic. He has the patience to think of a strategy specifically for Moros.

"Attumen, although you have got rid of Medivh's spiritual suggestion, your body is still the same as Moros' undead body."

Sharlayan explained in detail to Attumen: "I don't think that Moros, who is not clear-headed, can accurately distinguish your mental state, that is to say...you have a chance to break into the interior, lurking beside Moros He stabbed him in the back."

"Uh~"

Attumen's stiff undead face twitched slightly: "... Butler Moros and Medivh are indebted to me. If it is not a last resort, I don't want to kill him with my own hands."

Sharlayan rolled his eyes angrily: "Who asked you to kill him? Not to mention that Moros was already dead, and the stabbing in the back I said was just an analogy, in order to kill him at a lower price." Take Moros."

Undead creatures have only one weakness, and that is their souls.

Unnaturally formed undead like Attumen and Moros, their hearts have long stopped beating, and the only way to "kill" them is to smash the brains that host their souls.

Attumen is not a mage with profound knowledge. Although he himself has become an undead, he still has only a half-knowledge of the nature of the undead. The stupid things he said made Sharlayan and Khadgar dumbfounded.

Today's Karazhan is a mixed bag, and can be roughly divided into four factions.

Among them, the most powerful is the legion demons headed by Malchezaar, who occupy the most important upper area of ​​Karazhan.

The second is the Karazhan defense system that is not connected with each other, including independent individuals such as the Holy Maiden, the curator, and the shadow of Elan that are not controlled by anyone.

Then there are supernatural creatures such as Night Demon and Nether Dragon, and they also have no possibility of persuading them to surrender.

Among the four major forces, Moros and Atumen are the ghosts with the largest number of people, but they are the weakest in terms of overall strength among the four major forces.

In fact, this is also very understandable, after all, most of these ghosts were not individuals with strong combat effectiveness.

Even if there are many people, miscellaneous soldiers are just miscellaneous soldiers after all, and they cannot be transformed into qualitative changes by quantity.

However, these miscellaneous ghosts occupy most of the areas on the 1st to 4th floors of Karazhan.

In other words, as long as Moros, the leader of all the ghosts, can be taken down, and the old butler can manage those delirious ghosts, Khadgar can take back most of the areas on the 1st to 4th floors without bloodshed.

Sharlayan didn't have the international time to watch Khadgar slowly clear the 1-4 floors. He only needed to help Khadgar awaken Moros' will, just like Attumen now.

Compared with the first floor where Attumen is mostly occupied by handyman souls, the banquet hall on the second floor is mainly composed of the souls of nobles and attendants who came to Karazhan to participate in the banquet. One floor is a little bit higher.

For Sharlayan, Khadgar, and Attumen, whose strength reached the legendary level, it was really only a little bit. After all, those noble private soldiers were not considered elite.

After roughly figuring out Sharlayan's plan, Attumen walked up the stairs in front of the reception hall to the second floor.

Looking at the large number of noble souls who were still playing music and dancing in the banquet hall, Attumen bit the bullet and walked into the banquet hall.

The aristocratic ghosts who were still dancing stopped at the same time and turned their heads. A large number of godless eyes stared at Attumen.

After confirming that Attumen was their kind, the aristocratic dancers who paused in their movements started singing and dancing again, and did not pay attention to Attumen who was slowly moving towards the banquet restaurant.

If it hadn't been transformed into the body of the undead, Attumen's back would have been covered with cold sweat by now, but fortunately, everything went smoothly.

As Sharlayan said, the butler Moros stood in a daze in the restaurant, standing sideways by the dining table as before, as if waiting to serve the guests who came to the dinner.

Besides Moros himself, there were several ghosts of different shapes standing beside him.

Compared with the translucent noble ghosts outside, these ghosts are more solid in shape, and their eyes are relatively agile, and they seem to retain their sanity to a certain extent.

"Lady Dorothy, Baron Love, Duke Robin, Duke Crispin, and..."

"Ah, isn't this Attumen?"

Just when Attumen was trying to identify the identities of these ghosts, Moros had noticed his arrival, and asked with a smile in his usual gentle tone: "Why are you here? VIPs are tired of hunting games?"

"Uh~ yes."

Atumen showed a stiff smile on his face: "They asked me to ask when they can start eating."

"Oh~ I'm so sorry, please wait a moment, all the distinguished guests."

Moros began to fiddle with the rotten food on the table: "You can't let the distinguished guests starve, it will damage the reputation of the host, I will start the final process."

Attumen hurriedly took a step forward according to Sharlayan's order and said, "I'll help too, this will save a little time."

Moros smiled undoubtedly: "Thank you, Attumen, then I will trouble you."

Except for Moros, who was busy arranging the dishes, the ghosts of the nobles who were different from ordinary people were still talking and laughing happily, and seemed to be unaware of Attumen's arrival.

Nervous Attumen walked slowly behind the unsuspecting Moros, taking advantage of Moros bending over to wipe the tabletop, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked Moros on the exposed spine.

As soon as the move was successful, before the dazed Moros could react, Attumen rushed to the side of the unstable Lao Guan Jiai, locked his arms around his neck and yelled loudly.

"Midnight! Answer my call!"

"Xi Law Law!"

Midnight, who had already been waiting outside the banquet hall, immediately rushed into the dining room, kicking away the tables and chairs blocking the way and jumping to the side of Attumen.

Just when Attumen, who thought he had succeeded, planned to hold Moros away as planned, Moros's head suddenly turned back 180 degrees, and the blue soul fire in his eyes stared at Attumen.

"Attumen, did you even betray your master?"

"Unforgivable!"

Attumen habitually tried to subdue Moros with the methods of his life~lightnovelpub.net~ but he forgot one important thing.

Today, both he and Moros are undead, and their body structure is completely different from that of the living.

Without noticing it for a while, Moros broke free from Attumen's restraint in a very weird posture, pulled out two daggers from his waist and pierced his ribs unexpectedly.

Attumen: "Ah!"

"Fart! You are an undead, you don't feel pain at all, okay?"

Sharlayan, who rushed into the dining room at some point, rushed to the side of Attumen with his aid skills, but his left hand stretched out to Moros' forehead was dodged by the nimble old butler in time.

"Tsk! The reaction is really fast. Did he become a thief after his death? Or was he already extraordinary in his life?"

Sharlayan cast a disgusted glance at Attumen, who was still a bit confused: "Why are you standing still? Fortunately, I made two-handed preparations... Hurry up and help Khadgar stabilize the situation! Leave it to me to deal with it !"

Attumen scratched his head in embarrassment: "I see...Midnight!"