Spearman's Fate

Even Olga Marie didn't bother to care about it, let alone others, Atalanta was still thinking about the communication with the night elves before, and Zero's words...

Zero, who had already eaten up all the food in front of him, looked around involuntarily, seeing that the barbecue would take a while to cook.

Olga Marie ate bread, and Atalanta ate fruit salad. Although Onyxia was carnivorous like her, she ate faster than her by taking advantage of her size. Tiger drooled.

I have to say that Lancer was right when he complained that Tiger might be able to change his name to 'Tai Ao Tian'.

With a face full of helplessness, Zero had no choice but to focus on Lancer, because Lancer didn't touch his dinner much because he was thinking about things.

'Anyway, Lancer doesn't want to eat it, and Tiger's freshly roasted meat will be delivered soon, so let him eat it just after the exam, and Lancer will definitely not care. '

While thinking about this, she quietly stretched out the fork in her hand...

When Lancer didn't know how many times he rejected his guess and was about to eat something to fill his stomach, he found that there were only a few vegetable leaves left on his plate.

'Could it be that I ate it unconsciously just now? '

Lancer, who was thinking like this, happened to see Zero who was devouring it.

In Lancer's impression, Zero is usually the first to eat, how could it be possible that he hasn't finished eating until now?Could it be that……

"and many more?!"

Suddenly aware of something, Lancer stood up abruptly.

After many years of mechanical training, Lancer's body has already developed a conditioned reflex. He will even reflexively fight back against people with bad intentions, but he will not fight back against those around him. It is precisely because of this zero talent. Easily 'steal' food from Lancer's plate.

As a "weapon" stealing food from the "master", I am afraid it is the only one in the world, but this also reminds Lancer of what Liwa taught him when he served in the Imperial Army.

'The strongest fortresses are often breached from within, and perhaps the same is true of Quel'Thalas. '

Chapter 72 The Road Belonging to Kel'Thuzad

The more he thought about it, the more likely Lancer felt that this possibility was higher, but then he showed a wry smile, because he realized that even if he doubted it, it was meaningless, because no one would care about his doubts, after all, he had nothing to offer. Evidence, all of this is just the result of his reverse deduction based on the 'ending'.

And Silvermoon City's protective barrier, neither itself nor the Sunwell that supplies energy for it, is not something that ordinary people can touch. It can be said that none of the people related to it is ordinary.

So, as the king of Quel'Thalas, would he trust a foreigner who couldn't even produce evidence, or would he trust a high-ranking person in Quel'Thalas?

The answer is self-evident.

'Obviously I guessed the possibility, but it's useless...'

Just when Lancer was helpless because of his position, a terrifying existence finally 'woke up'.

Because of the undead spell experiment of the curse sect, it was discovered by Lordaeron officials. In the end, its founder, Kel'Thuzad, was defeated by the joint efforts of Alsace and Jaina, and his body was also sent to Dalaran by Jaina.

However, the dark son he arranged before his death stole his body and sent it to the remnants of the curse sect, and then a horrible sacrifice began.

Dozens of mages belonging to the sect of the curse began to draw a special magic circle with the handle of Frostmourne and Kel'Thuzad's corpse as the center, and then began to chant spells, and the innocent people who were sacrificed were killed. The resentful soul poured into the hilt of Frostmourne, and Kel'Thuzad's body began to be covered with terrifying magic.

This ceremony lasted for a whole day. Hundreds of innocent people were killed as sacrifices. Their flesh, flesh and souls were turned into fuel to keep this evil sacrifice going. Ersugad's body also began to change.

Flesh and flesh can't bear the horror. The magic power disappears first, while the remaining bones become more and more strange under the washing of the magic power, but there has been no breakthrough change. For this reason, a mage who presided over the ceremony suddenly Standing up, he raised the dagger for self-defense and stabbed himself in the heart.

"For eternal life!!"

Accompanied by a hoarse roar, his flesh and soul were also thrown into the ceremony, and other spellcasters also began to perform similar crazy behaviors using this as an excuse.

When the participating mages were almost dead, the 'sparkling' skeleton opened its eyes suddenly, and the soul fire, which was enough to freeze the soul, swayed violently, and then he slowly raised the hilt of the sword beside him He stood up, and then he stuffed the hilt of the sword into his chest amidst the inconceivable eyes of everyone.

The skeleton who sat up tried to move his pale fingers, then raised his head in a daze.

Only then did he notice the dead men around him and a huge 'worm'.

'The watcher has lost its threat, it's time to fulfill our master's great wish...'

As the leader of the closed underground bugman kingdom, Alub'arak does not know the common language, but now, as undead creatures, they can communicate in a more 'convenient' way.

"That should be the case, but before that, let me complete the original agreement."

The blue soul fire in the skull beat violently, and he also raised his right hand.

"Wake up, this is the eternal life I promised you."

Accompanied by the strange friction sound, the corpses of the mages who committed suicide in order to complete the ritual also began to squirm strangely until—————

"Stab~"

Accompanied by the sound of cloth being torn apart, skeletons stood up from the ripped flesh. They removed some unnecessary bones from their bodies and the 'relics' scattered around them to make strangely shaped staffs.

There is no doubt that Kel'Thuzad, who is a spellcaster, prefers spellcasting professions, and these subordinates who belonged to the sect of the curse and are willing to sacrifice their lives for him are the first batch of confidantes after he changed his job to a lich.

Kel'Thuzad got what he wanted, and those fanatics of the cursed sect also got the so-called 'immortality' and 'power'. It can be said that everyone is happy, but they don't know if they can still realize that they are still the one they used to be. Own?

As the first batch of skeleton mages awakened by Kel'Thuzad himself gradually awakened their consciousness, Alub'arak, who had been silently watching all this from the side, finally spoke.

'The army is ready, and His Majesty the Lich King says you will like this gift he has prepared for you. '

"Endless magical power...? It's really eye-catching..."

After being completely distorted and depraved, Arthas still prefers the "death knight" who has certain similarities with his former profession "palaval", and as a lich transformed by an archmage, Kel'Thuzad's goal is also the same. And metaphor.

"For the Lich King! For the Scourge!!"

After becoming a Lich, Kel'Thuzad felt emotionless no matter what he said. After confirming the first attack target, his whole body showed a different aura than before, accompanied by his icy cooling and penetrating power. With the sound of sexual commands, the fire of his soul burned violently.

And the center of this corrupted woodland has its own ritual