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Uther's whole body was shrouded in thick golden holy light, but the armor on his body had been dyed dark green by the demon's fel blood.

Holding the knight's great sword with a curly blade in both hands, it lay across his chest. After blocking the enemy's heavy weapon from smashing, Uther used his ingenuity to slightly bounce off the opponent's weapon. His movements were very fluent, and there was no fancy movement The sword fell, beheading the head of the demon guard in front of him.

The Felguard is the backbone of the Burning Legion, and it is fundamentally different from the low-level imps, voidwalkers, and succubi.

Whenever the Felguard enters the battlefield, it usually means that the Burning Legion is going to get serious.

Tirion Fordring, who was not far from Uther, also swung his golden sword and beheaded a doomsday guard who was attacking from the air. Saidan, who was back to back behind him, also smashed it with a warhammer. Took the head of a dreadlord.

Three days have passed since the Burning Legion's unbearable frontal battle with the Knights of the Silver Hand.

There are four high-level dreadlords sent by Kil'jaeden to "protect" Ner'zhul, namely Varimathras, Detherok, Mal'Ganis and Balnazar.

After discussing behind their backs, the four decided to take advantage of the civil strife in Lordaeron to expand the outpost for the Burning Legion.

Of course, this is just what they said on the surface.

As Sharlayan and Kel'Thuzad guessed, Denathrius, who felt that the situation was not going well in the Shadow Realm, sent the latest order to them, the Nathrezim lurking in other forces.

After Sharlayan completed his layout and left the Shadowlands, the present Revendreth was already full of wars, and the rebel army led by Prince Renathal and the Stonesmith gathered followers.

In the case that Denathius himself did not directly intervene in the battle situation, the rebel army with a large number of stoneborn created by the stone blacksmith gradually gained the upper hand.

This situation made Denathius, who prided himself on his commanding power and strong personal charm, feel a little uncomfortable. He once wanted to rush to the front line to show those two brats a little bit of color.

But what made Denathius strange was that every time he rushed to his destination in a hidden way, those rebels could slip away without a trace like a prophet.

Denathius suspected that these guys had some secret space passages that he didn't know about, and there were probably people around him who were constantly reporting to the rebels.

In Denathius' view, to fight against the outside world must be settled first. He temporarily gave up his futile pursuit and set off a large-scale anti-revolutionary review in Fort Nasria.

The many changes in the shadow world in recent years made Denathius deeply disturbed. He always felt that something big was happening, but repeated investigations still failed to catch the thread, which made Denathius extremely irritable.

Denathrius, who was in a bad mood, planned to speed up the original plan. He asked all the high-ranking fear demon kings to do their best to send more powerful souls to the Maw.

As Denathrius' creation, his master's orders are the highest priority for Nathrezim.

There has been no large-scale war in Azeroth recently, and the dreadlord can only provoke new disputes if he wants to grab a large number of souls.

Lordaeron's reserve battle is an excellent opportunity.

After some discussion, two of the four high-level dreadlords continued to stay in Icecrown Citadel to monitor Ner'zhul, and Detherok and Balnazar personally led the team to Lordaeron to cause trouble.

Originally, the plan went smoothly. Detherok and Balnazar hid behind the scenes and controlled the remote control, and arranged for the dreadlords to go to the battlefield to harvest souls and send them to the Shadow Realm.

Under the bewitching of the two high-level fear demon kings, many Lordaeron dignitaries were won over by them. With the help of these local snakes, the two men's actions in the King City of Lordaeron became more comfortable.

However, as the civil war progressed, Detheroc and Balnazar gradually realized that something was not quite right.

The civil war that was supposed to break out on a large scale was not fierce due to the hard work of both sides. The Knights of the Silver Hand, who had been standing still and neutral before, suddenly moved, and began to clear Luo Luo, who had colluded with the devil, with a clear purpose. Dylan nobles.

At first, Ditherock and Balnazar thought it was just a coincidence that some people hadn't hidden their buttocks and were discovered by Uther, and the suppression operation should subside soon.

But the development of the situation is completely opposite to their prediction.

Not only did the Knights of the Silver Hand not stop after gaining enough military exploits, but they intensified and continued to wipe out their few puppets in front of the stage.

The results of several years of hard preparation in Lordaeron were about to be wiped out, and Detheroc and Balnazar finally couldn't sit still.

Under their orders, the pioneers of the Burning Legion who went outside the city to harvest souls returned in large numbers. They originally planned to decapitate Uther before he could react in time.

But I don't know which **** person leaked the information carelessly.

When the demons outside the city disguised themselves as humans and were about to return to the royal city, the Knights of the Silver Hand, who had been prepared for a long time, suddenly rushed out from the side of the city gate, precisely grasping those demons that had transformed into humans, and chased them fiercely.

Detherok, who was flying over the battlefield, gritted his teeth angrily: "Damn it! Why does it feel like we are being led by the nose?"

Bannazar frowned and said, "Don't feel it, it's obvious."

"Someone discovered our whereabouts in advance and lured us into the trap step by step. This can only be explained... But does this kind of person who seems to be a prophet really exist?"

"Tsk!" Detherok waved his hand and released a cloud of dark green smoke: "Don't think about it so much, I have a bad feeling about keeping this team and withdrawing from the royal city."

These green hypnotic fumes are the unique skill of the Dreadlord. No matter whether they have breathed them or not, anyone who is touched by the fumes will soon fall to the ground staggeringly.

Uther and other senior officers of the Silver Hand received a detailed report from the high elves long before the start of the battle, which clearly mentioned several commonly used spells of the Dreadlord.

After discovering the green mist of fel energy, Uther immediately ordered the members of the Knights to withdraw from the area covered by the mist.

At the same time, Uther, Tirion, and Saidan worked together to cast a large-scale cleaning technique, quickly awakening those knights who were fascinated by the hypnotic mist.

Ditherock's sneak attack failed to achieve the expected results, which made his uneasiness even stronger.

"Something's wrong! These guys have known our fighting style for a long time, and they obviously prepared emergency plans in advance!"

Bannazar nodded with a gloomy face: "Although I don't want to admit it, it seems that we have indeed been calculated."

"There is nothing to be done, withdraw! We still have Kil'jaeden's mission to complete, we can't be sent back to the Twisting Nether so early, otherwise..."

Thinking of Balnazar's unfinished words, Detherock's whole body trembled.

"Let's go! Don't worry about these guys, let them stay and use their last energy!"

The two high-ranking Nathrezim who were willing to sacrifice their lives abandoned their subordinates to attract the attention of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and fled without hesitation.

Noticing that the two largest dreadlords in the sky had retreated decisively, Uther smacked his lips in displeasure: "Unfortunately, let them run away, aren't these two guys too cowardly?"

"ha!"

Saidan swept the hammer, wrestled head-on with a strong leader of the demon guard, forced the opponent back, followed closely and smashed his head into the chest with a hammer.

"Have you forgotten the characteristics of the dreadlord recorded in the high elves' intelligence? These natural spies are the best at observing the situation. Seeing that they are helpless, if they continue to stay, they will catch themselves. Evacuation is the rational and correct choice."

"I know."

Uther didn't rush to the front line to kill the enemy himself, he raised his visor and took a breath: "I just can't agree with the devil's behavior of abandoning his companions so easily~lightnovelpub.net~ Heh~ You are here again gone."

Tirion, who was bathed in the blood of the enemy, also returned to Uther out of breath: "I said a long time ago, don't use your standard to impose on others, it's too difficult, Arthas Is the lesson not enough?"

Saidan immediately winked at his old friend: "Tirion! Please don't say a few words."

Tirion knew he had made a slip of the tongue, and waved his hand to Uther apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was the one who said nothing."

Uther smiled wryly and shook his head: "You didn't say anything wrong. Alsace's untimely rebellion is indeed a failure of my education."

"Right is right, wrong is wrong, there is nothing worth covering up."

"Huh~"

Looking at the battlefield that gradually calmed down, Uther exhaled heavily, and said with a change in his eyes: "If it is a mistake, it should be corrected. After this large-scale turmoil, the large-scale mistaken faith in the reputation of the treacherous Alsace It’s bound to go downhill.”

"Perhaps it's time to end this civil war that shouldn't have happened."