The purple sky is darker than usual. It seems that the dawn of the plague has not yet begun, but the land has been known for some time, so the army that has been promised must be in place to meet the next battle.

"Yuanyuan, get up!" Lu nodded.

A portal was quickly summoned in a remote corner, and more and more adventurers came out of the portal.

"Five hundred people, is not enough?" Lu Lida has you if you say that it is not enough, I will get another 500 people to come over and scare Solomon to wave again and again.

"Enough is enough, but we don't have much time. We will retreat immediately after we grab the tank. Otherwise, we will not be able to get lost by the air units of the Scourge."

"I hope that there are no particularly powerful people." Lu can only pray like this. Don't look at him bringing such a large number of people. If you encounter BOSS, you can be in trouble. During the plague of the event, you can pull out a BOSS. Nothing is worse than the current top field BOSS, let alone the time limit.

"Do not worry, if there are particularly powerful people, I have already been discovered yesterday. The most difficult estimate is a lich. Its strength is stronger than mine. You also know that my profession is not suitable for frontal combat. Solomon said confidently.

Sure enough, it was a **** aristocrat who was eager to establish a career. The so-called sent-in view yesterday was actually run in person, and the land was relieved.

Solomon estimates that it is the strength of a quasi-BOSS, and it is a kind of weaker one. With his joining, he has to deal with a quasi-BOSS. As long as the BOSS level is not too big a problem, the people who are separated from the land will clean up. It’s not a problem.

When it comes time to harvest, it is not just a pharmacy. Now the plague is even a good BOSS.

A lot of players are squashed together, killing some elites like sutures in the periphery, it is possible to lose dark gold equipment - just the welfare during the event, this time there is no such good thing after the [plague spread] activity It is.

"When you just cross the bridge, you will start playing. Cang Shui will sing you to ridicule the lich. You are ready in the world. There are other more powerful blame. You will be on the left side of the bridge. One to forty teams ambush on the right side, the law on the hillside and treatment..."

The fast-moving platoons made Solomon open his eyes.

"What do I do?" asked Solomon.

He feels that such an arrangement, the combination of various professions, and almost no suspense can kill a lich who has the same strength.

"Hey, sir, I will tell you when I need it. Now you can stand with me and watch it." Lu can only say so, Solomon is a thief, a crispy occupation, in case of a lich. It’s troublesome to get rid of it. Lu is not afraid to take him as a meat shield.

A fleet of cars is slowly coming, and in the morning light, it is a little bit of light in the eyes of everyone.

That is the fire of the soul of the undead, the undead horse is pulling the car, and the various undead guards are behind.

A total of four cars, probably feeling the depths of the plague, so there are not many undead, the last car has a seat on it, and a person with a bone staff in his hand sits on it, that The staff is crystal clear and beautiful, which attracts people's attention.

Lich!

During his time as the chief of the Delano tribe, Ner'zhul had commanded many orc warlocks and shaman sacrifices.

After Draenor was destroyed, Kil'jaeden and the Legion seized these evil controllers and turned them into distorted self. These lichs had powerful magical powers, and their immortal undead body was Naomi. The strong will of the ancestors is firmly controlled.

As the lichs showed their unwavering loyalty to the master, Ner'zhul granted them control of the elements of the cold north. They use their evil will and great power to loyal to their masters. When great masters are innocent, they often lead the army as generals and agents.

The lichs are deeply entwined with the cold force from the dark side of the tomb, and they are able to cast powerful frost magic and their own original psychic spells.

They abandoned the fragile body of the world, just to be able to embrace the immortal immortal body.

Usually, they are eager for strength, jealousy, and evil.

They like gorgeous scenes and like tricks; they often wear the clothes of the king and the priest, and let their men call themselves with strong names.

Sometimes, the lichs will claim that Ner'zhul himself directly gives them extraordinary power. They perform like Ner'zhul is God, and they are the priests and prophets of God.

Just like the guy in front of him, he not only has a gorgeous staff, but his clothes are also extraordinarily gorgeous. There are also a lot of gems on it, as well as his head. If the crown can burst, there will be a lot of sorcerers who are willing to go bankrupt.

In order to maintain this luxury, the lich often wages war against the towns of the living, and they collect treasures like giant dragons.

Of course, not all lichs are ruined. With the increase in the number of lichs and the urgent need to expand the catastrophic territory, a large number of lichs are created. They either sit on the side of the town or replace the owner. Perform special tasks.

If the patchwork is strange in the plague, then ordinary players will simply run if they see the lich.

[Pneumonia spread] This activity is a war between NPCs, but the players are just stalking and smashing.

The name of the lich is Anglos, and Lu is not aware of his way, and Solomon knows nothing about it.

In fact, Anglis used to be a magic teacher in Dalaran. At the age of 30, he was a medium-sized magic teacher. He was still a 40-year-old, 50-year-old, and 60-year-old. A medium-sized magic teacher, the old magician is almost desperate.

Because of his age, he found that his physical strength and memory and other qualities are declining.

Death has begun to kiss his forehead, leaving a wrinkle.

Anglis was timid and weak, and indulged in the magical world. He didn't start to face death until this moment, but he was not willing. He felt like a seeker standing in front of the door. Just pushing the door is another world.

After a long period of searching for answers, Anglis turned his attention to the rebellious Kel'Thuzad.

This achievement is far higher than his Master's use of facts to prove another feasible way.

However, the conversion of the Lich is not easy. The Lich can be said to be the promotion of the Necromancer. If there is no powerful person such as Ner'zhul, Arthas, or Kel'Thuzad, even if the conversion is not transformed.

Anglis was still with more than a dozen students. He sold his students and sold their mana and soul to Kel'Thuzad.

Perhaps it was in his crazy spirit, maybe it was really good at the time.

Kel'Thuzad cast a transformation ceremony for Anglis, and Anglis became a half lich.