Chapter 317 9. Large Cemetery

Crow Ridge, a very ominous name, a few years ago, it was not a prosperous small town. It was a stopover point from the West Wilderness to Night Town. Many merchants would build warehouses here to stock up on some supplies.

Mysterious herbs from the Sunshine Forest, as well as minerals and food from the West Wilderness, will be traded here, and then sent to the Red Ridge Mountains or the Black Swamp in the other direction via the trade route in Nightshade Town.

However, the invasion of the orcs and the leak of the dark power of Karazhan completely ruined all of this, and no merchants would pass through here, so Crow Ridge declined. What's more, after the failure of the first orc war, those who were Soldiers, civilians, and even nobles killed by the orcs were buried in the abandoned Crow Ridge. For those warriors who stayed in the Kingdom of Stormwind and insisted on fighting the orcs after their country was destroyed, the Raven Ridge Necropolis , is their final destination.

It was a time of despair. The Wrynn family led the people to the northern border. In the southern border that was completely occupied by orcs, these remnant soldiers could not see even a glimmer of hope.

It was also at that time that the Duke of Ebonlocke, who commanded Night Town and the entire Twilight Forest area, formed his private army into an army called the Night Watchmen. Today, after the restoration of the Stormwind Kingdom, they are still numerous and powerful. The night watchman has become a hidden worry for the king's ministers.

But soon, they won't need to worry about the night's watch army with a big tail.

Because someone will help them... completely "digest" this very threatening force to the king's rule.

"I said, has His Majesty left yet?"

The blood dwarf waved a femur bone that she picked up from nowhere, jumping up and down on the tombstones of the dark and eerie cemetery, while using the bone to expel those ugly, naturally born due to dark energy, The shivering ghouls hiding in the grass turned to look at the silent arakko standing on the branch, and she asked loudly:

"Now the attention of the nobles of Stormwind City has been successfully diverted to the rebellion in Yuexi Town. If you want to choose a time to do something, now is the most suitable time!"

There was a hint of pride in the dwarf's voice, because the entire movement of Stormwind City so far was basically controlled by her alone. For a new commander, it is possible to achieve all this without using the power of the legion , has illustrated the abilities of the vampire Ayla.

Facing her questioning, Crow shook his head and said in a jerky voice:

"Your Majesty's whereabouts are a secret! If you really want to know, I will only tell you that he has been watching you and your actions, that's all."

"boom"

The dwarf waved the bone stick in his hand, and smashed it on the head of a ghoul as if venting. This "original" undead creature is very ugly and hideous. It has a human body, but because it was transformed by the energy of death , As a result, the bodies of the ghouls are all curled up, looking very wretched, and their distorted faces have staggered sharp teeth, their hands have also turned into bone claws, and their bodies are covered with rotting flesh and blood. wrapped.

And just like their names, these disgusting monsters will feed on corpses because of the endless hunger and thirst brought by death.

They can be called nightmare monsters, but their strength can only scare civilians. Under the pressure of high-level undead like vampires, these ghouls who were violently driven out of the necropolis by Ella can only lie down At Ella's feet, trembling.

"Do we really not need these soldiers?"

Ella looked up again, looked at the crows, and pointed at the ghouls at her feet: "The civilians are afraid of them, as long as they are driven to Night Town, many soldiers will lose their fighting spirit! We can use them!"

The crow glanced at the ugly appearance of the ghoul, and he shook his bird's head:

"This is not in line with His Majesty's aesthetics. They are too ugly and smell like dead people. Your Majesty would not want such lowly creatures to appear in his army. They are not enough to be our weapons!"

"But ugliness is also a weapon!"

Standing on the tombstone with her hips akimbo, Ella retorted: "Our enemies will be terrified by their ugliness!"

"whoosh"

The body of the crow disappeared from the branch, and the two dark wing blades spun along with it like the wind, causing a storm of death in front of Ella. In less than 3 seconds, the ghoul lying there They were completely dismembered by sharp weapons. The arakkoa assassin flicked the wing blade in his hand to shake off the stinky blood from the blade. He glanced at the dissatisfied dwarf vampire, and said softly:

"I have already said, Your Majesty, there is no need for these!"

Ayla frowned. She stared at the arakkoa assassin in front of her. The sharp canines of her mouth were faintly sticking out of her lips, while the crow's black eyes shone with calmness. Apparently, the heroic assassin from 600 years ago wouldn't mind giving her a "lesson" if the dwarf vampire in front of her wanted a provocative fight.

"hum"

At the same time as the two confronted each other, in the center of the Crow Ridge cemetery behind them, dark energy came faintly. The crow raised its head, put away its weapons, flapped its wings, and disappeared in place in a breeze, while Ai La also retracted his sharp teeth, and looked at the corpses of the ghouls under his feet indignantly. After a while, the dwarf frowned again.

"Well, you scum, you are really ugly..."

"hum"

The dwarf's body also turned into a ball of flying black bats, flying towards the center of the necropolis.

At this time, the Lich Arugal, who was still wearing his robes during his lifetime, was standing in the tomb of the Forest of Morning Light under the cemetery. This is a large tomb specially prepared for the nobles. We know the story about this tomb. When fighting against the orcs, many soldiers who fought bravely were also buried here.

These dead who have been washed by the flames of war, full of courage, unwilling to die, and eager to continue fighting are the qualified soldiers that the Dark Blade Legion needs... They are born with the possibility of becoming lower-level knights.

Arugal's icy fingers flipped over the "Book of Ur" floating in the air in front of his eyes, and stayed on the page of Master Ur's research on the summoning of the dead. According to the summoning master who had died in the assassination, Arugal threw balls of dark and full death energy on the sarcophagus that was going to be kept safe according to the summoning magic pattern that was different from the past.

The Dark Blade Knights have passed the embarrassing era when every death knight needs to be awakened by the death lord himself. The current recruitment does not pay much attention to potential and quality. Facing the upcoming strategy against the Storm Kingdom, Tyrion needs a lot of For those lower-level knights with great potential, proving themselves in battle is the promotion mode that meets the needs of Dark Blade.

Behind the Lich, there are piles of various spell-casting materials, which were collected by the Dark Blade Consortium that completely controlled Booty Bay within a few months, which can fully satisfy three to five large-scale conscripts. Almost the number of all the large cemeteries in the entire Stormwind Kingdom.

"Every time I see this scene, I feel the greatness of death."

Standing behind the Lich, Ayla watched hundreds of awakened dead bodies push away the heavy sarcophagus, crawling out of the sarcophagus bit by bit, watching those decayed bodies being injected with death energy. Rejuvenated, there was a longing in her bright red eyes.

"They will be the cornerstone, and their sacrifice will bring about an unprecedented dark empire for His Majesty and us."

The exclamation of the vampire also made the Crow, an assassin with a complete soul, blink his eyes. The assassin watched the undead, under the command of the silent Arugal, divide into lower-level knights and undead according to their different strengths. The two camps of the infantry, seeing more and more self-aware undead under the influence of the huge dark magic circle, the crow couldn't help laughing.

"What should the living use to resist us? A group of rebels just let them run around. They are not qualified to occupy the land under their feet... They are wasting their lives. It is time to use a war to remind them of the meaning of life."

"Fight, this will be the fairest elimination! Clean up the human kingdom with its mixed good and bad, and only the true warriors can survive to the end!"

The crow closed its eyes, and the bird's claws scratched in the air:

"At that time, I will enjoy the glory of killing those warriors...I will give them the glory myself, ah, the darkness has begun to march...We will destroy everything in our path..."

"If you still have time to express meaningless emotions, how about helping me?"

Lich Arugal didn't look back, he said in a cold and heartless voice:

"Our mission in Crow Ridge has just begun. The material quality of the tomb in the Dawn Forest is the best. I will be in charge here personally. There are still thousands of walking corpses waiting to be awakened on the surface, and you will be in charge of them... .Our time is very tight, comrades, before His Majesty arrives, in addition to the night army of the undead, we also need to prepare a good fighting werewolf army for him!"

"A werewolf?"

Ella's eyes widened. In the vampire stories she had heard since childhood, werewolves seemed to be villains. She blinked and asked:

"I've never heard of werewolf activities in the Elwynn Forest area. Aren't Wolfe and the others in Gilneas?"

"Hehehe, stupid wisdom."

The Lich made no secret of his contempt. He swiped his fingers in the air, and another mass of death energy gushed out from the dark magic circle, making the death energy around the bodies of hundreds of undead standing above it even more intense. Some, incomplete souls are returning to their bodies little by little. The transformation of a death knight is a complicated process, even for lower-level knights.

"Who said werewolves are only in Gilneas?"

Arugal casually flipped through the pages of the "Book of Ur" in front of him, the beautiful font stayed on a blank space, looking at the space coordinates that had only been recorded recently, a trace of coldness flashed in Lich's eyes Rays:

"In the illusion of the dream of the world, the violent beast spirits are trapped there. What we have to do is very simple... Break the blockage and release them. The Dusk Forest is a great testing ground, where the darkness The energy is abundant, and it is close to the entrance node of the Emerald Dream, all I need is time...insignificant time, nothing more."

The Lich's words were full of some kind of mysterious information, but for the dead, curiosity was dispensable, so no one asked.

"last question!"

After the crow turned away, the dwarf vampire stood behind Lich Arugal, and she raised her hand like a student asking a question in class:

"The armor and weapons of the newly born knights need the mines in Yuexi Town and enough craftsmen to make them, but it is difficult for the newly born Defias Brotherhood to fight against the encircled human infantry. They are not warriors, but a group of It’s just workers who are forced to take up arms, so I want to give them some strengthening potions from you...Anyway, those things were brought out from the alchemy laboratory in Autumn, and they need to find test items.”

"Well... your consideration makes sense."

The icy light in Lich's eyes danced: "This is His Majesty's great journey, and it cannot be delayed due to external factors. I can give you a batch of strengthening potions, but as a price, you need to tell them clearly that you must Deliver the armor and weapons we need...otherwise, they're worthless!"

"Things without meaning have no need to exist."

The Lich waved his hand, and a space rift used to store supplies opened behind him. The dwarf vampire dragged out a black wooden box from it, placed it on the ground, opened it, and inside it was lined with black velvet. There are 90 small bottles of medicine in three colors of black, green and gold, and on the surface of the wooden box, there is a line of words written in Salas language.

"Sacred Blood Potion" experimental product series is exported, property of the Dark Blade Consortium, users are requested to use it with caution. Autumn Alchemy Laboratory and the Dark Blade Consortium will not bear any responsibility for any consequences caused by this product, and will not pay any loss."

"Back then, that goblin Buddy really shouldn't be in charge of these products. Look at the product description, it's full of a smell of copper."

The dwarf shook her head in disgust, and after scratching the line of writing with her sharp nails, she lifted the box with satisfaction. She glanced back at the Lich's transformation circle, and disappeared into the dark tomb in a flash.

Behind her, Tyrion's new legion took shape bit by bit without the humans who were busy fighting among themselves not being aware of it. When this legion brewing in the dark appeared in broad daylight, there was no doubt , it will bring an unimaginable disaster to this newly rebuilt human kingdom.

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