Chapter 990 ? Lord Prestor?

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The battle preparations in the Royal City of Lordaeron are in full swing...

So far, apart from teams of the most elite Lordaeron heavy armored sword and shield soldiers guarding the walls of Lordaeron all day, there are also a heavy counterweight trebuchet that has been debugged, a gate The dwarven artillery, the mortar squads occupying the dominant terrain, and the massive archers and arrows.

And behind each gate in the city, or behind a certain distance from the city wall, there are also groups of Lordaeron soldiers on standby, rows of fully armed knights ready to fight at any time, and even a large number of healthy refugees. They were all issued shields, helmets and long swords, and were armed as militiamen, so as to support the battle of defending the city at any time.

In the city and near the city walls, a large number of houses in key locations were requisitioned and transformed into proposed arrow towers or fortresses, and the tops of towering bell towers and solid stone buildings were also transformed into Griffin Knights. At this time, the strong and ferocious flying beasts and their knights are always preparing to take off.

After three or four days of combat preparations, a large number of elite troops from the vicinity of Lordaeron, Griffon Knights from the Eagle's Nest Mountain, and Dalaran's troops gathered in the huge city of Lordaeron. Lots of mages! If, together with those armed militias that were put together improvised, the troops here in the Royal City of Lordaeron once approached an exaggerated number of more than 50,000 people, which finally gave the generals here the confidence and confidence to defeat the undead. Emboldened.

But even so, none of Lordaeron's generals dared to propose to lead troops out of the city to fight a field battle with the undead to determine the outcome...

Because, compared to the terrifying number of undeads, the military strength of the Lordaeron Alliance is still too weak, especially on the Lordaeron side, most of them are militias, and among the undeads there is a flying fortress called Naxxramas. Under the circumstances!

Even Dalaran's strategic mages are very afraid of that huge thing and the deterrent power it possesses, and dare not approach it without authorization or use magic bombardment.

However, what made the soldiers and generals in Lordaeron very puzzled was:

When those appalling undead armies set out from Brill and began to threaten Lordaeron, and it is likely that they will be able to arrive at the city in a little less than half a day, and start to storm the royal city of Lordaeron to start an epic battle. But it suddenly stopped again, making all the people who had been nervously raising their hearts feel a little confused?

The generals in Lordaeron knew that so far, the undead Scourge still had an absolute advantage and initiative, so their sudden stop made the generals in Lordaeron feel very uncomfortable. However, they have no way to investigate or get more information...

Because, once the Griffin Knights who set out to investigate dared to get too close, they would be beaten and expelled by the massive gargoyles, and the wizard eyes of the Dalaran mages were of little use. Necromancers will always use some method to counter, especially the fortress hanging high above the army of undead, which is enough to prevent most close-range prying eyes, so that the defenders can only stay in the city nervously. Li didn't dare to act rashly.

Therefore, at this time, Lordaeron, in addition to using ships to speed up the transportation of refugees from the port in the south of Lordaeron and from the Lordaeron Mir Lake to Dalaran and Silverpine Forest, in order to relieve the increasingly heavy logistical pressure of Lordaeron. In addition to Lun being able to reduce some of the burden, they also have no good way to deal with the undead for the time being.

but……

What the people of Lordaeron don't know is that they are missing a wonderful opportunity!

Because at this time, the high-level people in the undead disaster, that is, the command class, are having some kind of great disagreement, so that when the command system is not smooth or stopped, the undead have to stop temporarily?

"..."

"Damn the Dreadlord!"

The Dark Lord Voldemort led a group of death knights and necromancers,

In addition, a large number of elite undead menacingly surrounded Tichondrius, Varimathas, and Balnazar who were secretly carrying him, and who were hiding in this dilapidated house by the roadside to discuss something And Deseroc, the four ugly dreadlords who looked like four giant bats, pressed Frostmourne on his waist fiercely and questioned them.

Although he, Voldemort, couldn't fully exert the power of Frostmourne, but in the absence of a suitable death knight to use it, he had no choice but to temporarily bring him with him, and use it as a companion to Ner'zhul, the Lich King. communication tool and source of strength.

After all, this is impossible. The original strongest and most suitable death knight has been wiped out, and now he has to take it with him temporarily. This is like when he was in the cave in Northrend, "he" The same as when he resolutely pulled it up in spite of Muradin's warning and tried to use its power forcefully.

"What are you trying to do hiding here? Why did you suddenly disobey the order and move on? That Lordaeron is just ahead, and it only takes half a day for our undead to arrive there and completely overwhelm them!"

The abnormal behavior of the fearful demon kings, he had already been told by the shadows he specially dispatched, so he found him so quickly after the vanguard of the army stopped and hindered the undead behind to continue advancing come.

'...'

'Order? '

'Who do you want us to obey? '

'snort! Ridiculous ants...'

However, to the Dark Lord's surprise, the four dreadlords in front of him stared at him with that playful and sarcastic look after hearing his warning, and even made some ironic remarks, completely disregarding him as still being a witch. Did the Grand Lich, trusted by the Demon King and entrusted with the important task of commanding the army of undead natural disasters, take it seriously?

"!!"

"You want to disobey my orders, you want to disobey the orders of the Lich King?"

"Dreadlord, have you forgotten what happened to the former Malganis? Do you also want to try the wonderful taste of dying under this Frostmourne sword?!"

Ashamed and indignant, the Dark Lord Tom Riddle, who couldn't bear the bad attitude of those big bats at all, slowly pulled out the magic sword that brought him great power from his waist, letting the ice-cold and The power of death began to dissipate continuously.

To be honest, if he really couldn't fully control the Frostmourne and didn't have very good swordsmanship to exert its power, he vowed to give these ugly big bats a good look! For example, just like when Arthas slashed Malganis, kill one or two of these four big bats in front of him, and let them know how powerful he is as the Dark Lord?

But unfortunately, Arthas is dead, and now there is no death knight who can perfectly carry the power of the Lich King, so he can only continue to carry this sword.

'...'

'snort! '

'Ridiculous mortal...'

‘He still naively thought that they could really order and threaten our Nathrezim clan? '

It was beyond the Dark Lord's expectation again. After he threatened and drew his sword to warn, those big bats continued to stare at him with that disdainful look, and at the same time they continued to speak and laugh unscrupulously as before. Don't want to be as arrogant as before, but relatively obey orders?

"!!"

"you!?"

Although I don't know what kind of madness these fearful demon kings have gone into, or what kind of conspiracy and tricks they have, I feel that I now have absolute control over the undead army, and I feel that these elite forces around me and relying on the frost in their hands The Dark Lord Tom Riddle, who should not be afraid of the opponent when he was sad, held a sword in one hand and a staff in the other, and ordered the surrounding death knights, necromancers, and elite undead to move slowly towards the four dreaded demon kings. Pressed up.

"Undead, carry out the will of the Lich King and take them down!!"

Although he has no idea what these guys want to do, why they suddenly turned against him... But now, he only knows that the will of the Lich King must be carried out, Lordaeron must be destroyed, and if these big If the bats continued to disobey and disobey orders, he certainly didn't mind exterminating them completely.

"snort!"

"Okay! Ant, stop your ridiculous behavior!"

At this time, the somewhat impatient Tichondrius, the leader and first lord of Nathrezim, the legion demon in charge of all affairs in Azeroth, finally spoke.

"Put away your tricks first, it won't work for us at all! Or... do you really think that Mamal Ganis was killed by you?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"I don't have time to play that ridiculous game with you guys anymore. That Lich King is just a tool of our master, and you still have that idiot who wants to order us?"

Tichondrius flapped his wings and slowly floated up, and then emitted bursts of terrifying energy fluctuations all over his body, which shocked the undead and the Dark Lord Tom Riddle and did not dare to act rashly again.

Obviously, whether it is Tichondrius or other dread demon kings, they can hide their power. Although they don't like to use their power to fight, it cannot be denied that their power is obviously not enough. He would put some ants and mortals under the command of the Lich King in his eyes.

"you!!"

Tom Riddle was about to order the attack, but at last he had to stop.

Just now, the Lich King suddenly sent him a new order, asking him to wait first... Because, the Lich King also wanted to see these people who finally stopped pretending and finally revealed their true colors. What do the dreadlords sent by this existence to monitor the world of Azeroth want to say?

"Stupid mortals!"

"I've had enough of you despicable ants for a long time. Now, we have to go, because the Legion has a new order. This world of Azeroth no longer needs to be invaded, so..."

"You have no value to use now, understand?!"

'Hum hum……'

‘Goodbye, ants, I hope you don’t die too ugly? '

'Mortals are mortals, who do you think you are to command us Nathrezim? '

'Let's go! Stop talking nonsense with them, they are just a bunch of ridiculous toys. '

After Tichondrius finished speaking, the other dreadlords also sneered and ridiculed, and soon, magic circles that transmitted magic rose up around them, just like that, just like that at the stunned Dark Lord Tom Riddle In front of him, he teleported away and disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.

As for the undead troops that were originally controlled by those fearful demon kings, they also started to riot at this time...

"..."

"Great Lich King, what should we do now?!"

After standing in place for a while, with a dark face and using the power of Frostmourne to regain control of the undead army that was chaotic and almost out of control due to the departure of the Dread Demon King, a certain Dark Lord with an unknown expression hurried Contacted his 'master', contacted Ner'zhul, the Lich King.

'...'

'Leave them alone! Tom, I need a body now, a strong body, I can't be trapped here on the Frozen Throne...'

for a long time,

A faint and slightly anxious voice came from the magic sword Frostmourne, and was accurately received by the necromancer Tom Riddle.

The Lich King didn't know why the Burning Legion suddenly gave up on Azeroth now, but he felt that it must be because of some subtle and major events that he didn't know about in this world! Otherwise, after more than 10,000 years, the Burning Legion who deliberately wanted to invade and destroy this world would absolutely not be able to easily give up at this critical moment!

Therefore, he is now very eager to get out of the predicament and move freely in order to gain more initiative.

"certainly……"

"Great Lich King, I don't know what your goal is..."

Tom Riddle also knew that his Potter body would definitely not be favored by the Lich King. In fact, he, the Dark Lord himself, was somewhat disgusted by him, but there was nothing he could do about it... So, in After knowing some of the plans of the Lich King, he was silent for a while, and asked tentatively.

'What I want is...'

...

"Why!"

"Wouldn't it be great if everything was the same as before?"

Seeing the chirping birds jumping up and down the trees, in the royal city of Lordaeron, Calia, the queen of Lordaeron who was ordered to face danger, looked up for a while, and then sighed leisurely. At this time, she was wandering aimlessly in the garden of the palace with the countess she knew well and the witch Hermione Granger.

Think about it, not long ago, she, Calia Menethil, was just a princess of Lordaeron, but now, she is already a queen...

Although it is still only acting as an agent and has not been officially crowned, everyone knows that such a thing must be no surprise, because her younger brother Alsace Menethil has died gloriously and has been personally crowned by her. She was sent to the tomb of the royal family of Menethil, and her father was still lying on the hospital bed unconscious because he couldn't accept that fact, so she knew that her queen's throne was definitely She didn't run away, although that wasn't what she wanted.

"Hermione..."

"I just heard that the undead Scourge suddenly stopped. Is it because they are not planning to attack Lordaeron?"

It would be best if there was no war, but even Jialia knew that it was impossible... because the conflict between the Kingdom of Lordaeron and the natural disaster of the undead was endless.

There is no way out, she will never easily forgive those who killed millions of people in Lordaeron, fell most of Lordaeron's land, and also killed her beloved brother, crushed her The father, caused the destruction of her royal family of Menethil, and at the same time caused the destruction of countless Lordaeron people's families.

From the time when she had to sit on the queen's throne in distress, she knew that one day, either the undead would destroy their Lordaeron and invade the entire Lordaeron continent, or they would do the opposite. Talk about the undead natural disasters being wiped out.

Because, between Lordaeron and the undead Scourge, there is absolutely no possibility of coexistence on this continent!

"I don't know either……"

"In fact, Master Uther and the others don't know, maybe it's because the undead have some kind of new conspiracy? But it doesn't matter, the whole city is now on alert, and the soldiers are also at their posts In fact, I think, no matter what the undead want to do, they must not be able to break in."

"Because we have more than 50,000 soldiers in the city of Lordaeron, Dalaran and Eagle's Nest Mountain will continue to support us, and Khaz Modan is also sending reinforcements. As long as we persist, it should definitely be No big problem."

Although Hermione said so, the most ideal situation is that they Lordaeron will lose most of the Eastern and Western Plaguelands and Tirisfal Glades, and hope that the undead Scourge will not go everywhere Rushing around, just concentrating on fighting them here in Lordaeron's royal city?

And once the undead surrounded Lordaeron, other troops, such as the terrifying number of hundreds of thousands of undead spreading from Stratholme, once they went south from the Western Plaguelands to the Alterac Mountains, Hillsborough If the Ryder Hills, the Silverpine Forest, and even the Arras Highlands, then Lordaeron might really be over!

However, although Hermione heard such terrible things from Uther and their military demonstrations, she would not be so stupid as to casually tell such terrible information in front of Calia at this time. Come out, so as not to hit the last heir to the Menethil royal family.

"hope so……"

"Let's not talk about those things, anyway, I don't really understand...Hermione, while there is still time, you can walk with me again, or if there is a fight, you, the Countess of Lordaeron, will go to bed On the battlefield, I really can't bear it!"

After barely forcing an ugly smile from her sad face, Princess Calia, or the Queen's Calia, took the other's hand and continued to walk in the garden of Lordaeron Palace, which she was very familiar with. wandered around.

This is the place where she grew up, watching the plants and trees here grow up with her, so even if Uther and Garithers wanted her to evacuate to the safer Dalaran more than once. , but she also firmly refused.

Because, she is Calia Menethil, the acting queen of the Kingdom of Lordaeron! When her younger brother Alsace was martyred and her father was exhausted on the throne, she, the last member of the royal family, had to shoulder her responsibilities. She would definitely stay here with the soldiers in the city of Lordaeron At the last moment, even if she has no way to fight with the warriors, she will resolutely stay in the palace, so that the banner of the royal emblem of Menethil has been flying on the top of the palace castle!

"Actually, I'm used to it..."

"Sister Jialia, you may not believe it. I am no longer afraid of those undead, and I don't have nightmares anymore. Basically, I can face all kinds of battles calmly."

Yes, after going through so much, and fighting almost every day, if Hermione hadn't improved a bit, she definitely wouldn't have lived to this day.

The only thing that made her feel a little regretful was that Krum, Fleur, and Harry who came with her...

Now, sometimes, even she finds it a little funny, because she seems to have almost forgotten about Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, those classmates and professors, and even her own parents... Then Everything, as if it existed in a dream at the same time, but what she is experiencing now is real?

"!!"

"Who are you? Why are you here?!"

Just now, the two of them followed Calia holding hands towards the depths of the palace garden. Suddenly, Hermione took out her wand, pointed it at the one in front of her, whose back was facing them, and stopped at the same place. The man in front of the cluster of violets shouted and warned.

Because Hermione was very sure that in the palace, apart from the guards, maids, and palace stewards, the guy in front who turned his back to them and was playing around with them absolutely shouldn't be here at such a time!

"Please don't be nervous..."

"I'm not malicious, are you right? My dear Princess Calia Menethil?"

Hearing Hermione's warning and feeling the surging magic power on Hermione and her wand, the strange man chuckled at this moment, then spread his hands, turned around, and looked at the slightly nervous and defensive man. Leah joked.

"ah!!"

"Who are you……"

"Lord Prestor?!"

After seeing clearly the person with beautiful straight black hair and black pupils, Calia widened her eyes and covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Because, she knows who that person is, the other party is the handsome, polite, and talented Alterac nobleman that her father, King Tenaris, insisted on betrothing her to - Darval Pu Lord Ristol!

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