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Icecrown Glacier, as the name suggests, is a large expanse of glaciers in the frozen soil located in the extreme north of Northrend. Under the perpetually frozen ice layer is the extremely cold seawater of the Arctic.

The same cold storm cliffs and many high mountains shelter the howling wind. Even under the strong oppression of the Iron Legion, there are still wisdoms that are not controlled by Loken, such as Ice Dwarf Village, Danny Finley, and Brunhilda Village. Biomes exist.

In contrast, the Icecrown Glacier is a real forbidden zone for life.

Except for a community of Vrykul living in the Yinmiheim Basin surrounded by mountains in the center of the glacier area, there are no intelligent creatures in the entire Icecrown Glacier.

This situation continued until the arrival of Ner'zhul and the Dreadlords.

Now Yinmiheim has completely fallen and has become one of the secret barracks of the Scourge.

In addition, Ner'zhul also moved some of the undead Vrykul who were not afraid of the severe cold to the seaside in the northwest of Icecrown Glacier, and built a port stronghold named Jotunheim, making preparations for the Scourge to go international in advance. Prepare.

Today's Ice Throne has not yet built the Icecrown Fortress known to Danmaku. The eternally frozen ice that seals Ner'zhul's soul and the Helm of Domination stands on the top of the Ice Throne.

Frostmourne, another artifact bestowed by Kil'jaeden to Ner'zhul, is inserted next to the perpetually frozen ice. The ice-blue arctic aura flows on the surface of the sword, as if in a spiritual battle with Ner'zhul inside the ice. resonance.

The three dreadlords surrounded Ner'zhul, still carrying out the monitoring order they received from Kil'jaeden.

But from their careless expressions, it can be seen that the Dread Demon King did not fully concentrate on fulfilling his mission, and his attention has long gone to nowhere.

Coincidentally, Ner'zhul in the perpetually frozen ice is also performing a big show of flying out of the sky, and his attention is completely placed on the battlefield of the underground kingdom where limbs are flying.

Ever since Kil'jaeden pulled his soul out of his body and sealed it in solid ice, the tragic Ner'zhul couldn't even self-destruct, and could only wait desperately for Kil'jaeden's follow-up operation.

After being thrown into Azeroth, although the Dread Demon King was still watching closely, at least there were no terrifying fraudsters staring at him at any time, and Ner'zhul was finally able to let go of his hands and feet a little.

Ner'zhul, who was sealed in the ice, had nothing else to do. He gradually became familiar with the use of the Helm of Dominion, and gradually strengthened his soul power under the tempering of the artifact.

In the vast continent of Northrend, letting go of his mental power to observe the world has become the greatest joy of Ner'zhul's life.

With the rapid growth of mental power, the maximum range that Ner'zhul can observe is also expanding a little bit.

Kil'jaeden's orders to Ner'zhul were very vague, and did not give him a clear planning process. The only goal was to weaken Azeroth's war potential.

As for how Ner'zhul would operate, after fishing in Sargeras, Kil'jaeden, who was busy all day long, didn't have a free hand to guide him. All he wanted was the result.

What should I do if I fail?

If you fail, you will fail. Anyway, it’s just an idle game. If it doesn’t work, find another way.

Azeroth has persisted for tens of thousands of years under the covetousness of the Burning Legion and the ancient gods. Even the soul of Sargeras sneaked into Azeroth himself and failed to achieve his goal. There is still plenty of time.

The Helm of Dominion and Frostmourne are both artifacts from the Shadow Realm. Under the guidance of the Dreadlord who is good at grasping people's hearts, Ner'zhul suddenly "enlightened" one day.

I don't even have a body, and I was forced to become a poor lonely ghost. It's better to create a world dominated by undead. If everyone is a ghost, no one will despise me.

The little person mentality engraved deep in Ner'zhul's soul has always been indelible. He still hasn't been able to understand that the reason why he is despised is not because of his status and strength, but his **** character that he knows is flawed but never changes.

In any case, Ner'zhul thought the idea came from himself, and started to act after making up his mind.

Ner'zhul's necromancy was learned from Gul'dan's head, but Gul'dan is not an expert in necromancy, it was just an emergency method that he studied temporarily after he was banned from the fel energy by Orgrim.

With Ner'zhul's powerful spiritual power, he could only awaken some low-level skeletons and zombies without learning the essence of necromancy.

This made Ner'zhul, who called himself the Lich King, very embarrassed.

He is eager to find a colleague who understands the customs of Azeroth and is proficient in spiritism to learn and progress together.

After several years of dormancy in the Icecrown Glacier, Ner'zhul finally captured the vrykul community in Inmiheim, transformed all of them into undead vrykul, and officially began to implement his undead expansion plan.

No matter how stupid a person is, years of research should pay off.

As the once respected chief shaman of the tribe, Ner'zhul is not stupid. He has a high talent for spells. He has developed a new way of transforming undead by self-study, which he named as possessing transformation.

In fact, the principle of this transformation is very simple, just like the undead Vrykul and the undead Nerubians.

Put the soul of the slain person back into his own body, and obtain "rebirth" in the form of an undead creature.

Since the body and soul are both original and matching, the transformed undead can retain the fighting power in front of them to the greatest extent.

The undead are not bound by the instinct of self-preservation, and the undead creatures transformed in this way will be stronger in terms of ultimate output and endurance than in their heyday.

Ner'zhul, who was hiding on the Frozen Throne, grew his power little by little, and he found the joy of farming and development after a long absence.

The addition of Kel'Thuzad made Ner'zhul ecstatic. He finally abducted a real master of necromancy, and the future of the Scourge could be expected.

However, Kel'Thuzad had just joined the Scourge, so Ner'zhul didn't plan to let him join the attack on Azjonelub's underground kingdom.

After many days of planning, Ner'zhul finally manipulated the Scourge soldiers on the front line to trap King Anub'arak of Azronelub on a small battlefield.

Just when Ner'zhul was about to collect the fruits of victory, there was a burst of spiritual fluctuations in the underground battlefield.

The mental power released by Ner'zhul from a distance was torn into pieces almost instantly, and he himself was not harmed, but before disconnecting from the frontline psychics, Ner'zhul vaguely heard their tragic wailing that did not resemble human voices .

"what's the situation?!"

Ner'zhul's anger awakened the three dreadlords who were secretly contacting the Shadow Realm. The Lich King's mental fluctuations became very unstable, and the anger contained in his mental power could be clearly felt near the Frozen Throne.

Detherok curled his lips and complained: "Ner'zhul, why are you crazy?"

Ner'zhul sent the words directly to Detherok's mind: "I'm not crazy! There's something wrong with the war in the underground kingdom!"

"I can no longer use my mental power to enter the underground battlefield, and I have no idea what is happening on the front line!"

"Um?"

Varimathras said thoughtfully: "Let me just ask, without your control, how would the undead still on the battlefield behave?"

Ner'zhul: "...don't know, after all I never really let go of my grip on them."

With a headache, Mal'Ganis tapped his smooth forehead with his sharp claws: "In other words, the underground war you have planned for several years is about to get out of control, and the army of undead that you have worked so hard to accumulate will also be buried below?"

"Do not!"

Ner'zhul also thought of this, and he yelled in panic: "I can't just sit back and watch this happen! Those undead from natural disasters are all my painstaking efforts!"

"You three! Come and help me~www.readwn.com~ You don't want Kil'jaeden's plan to fail and be punished by the Witch Council after returning to the Twisting Nether?"

The corners of the mouths of the three dread demon kings twitched at the same time. Thinking of the witch's punishment for the defeated demons, even if they were as cruel as they were, they felt horrified.

Varimathras smacked his lips angrily: "Tsk! Let's forgive your presumptuousness for the time being... Say, what do we need to do?"

…

When Ner'zhul, with the help of the three dreadlords, desperately tried to straighten out the explosive eruption of spiritual force on the battlefield, the situation in the underground battlefield changed dramatically as Sharlayan expected.

After Sharlayan led the mage group to jointly cut off Ner'zhul's remote control, the elite natural disasters on the battlefield lost control as expected, and all the undead regained their own will.

Some of the undead who could hardly accept the reality of death hysterically followed the instinct of the dead, and frantically attacked the living soldiers of Azronelub.

But because there was no unified command of the psychic and Ner'zhul, their actions were independent, like a mess, and they were easily divided and wiped out by the well-prepared Azronelub army.

Most of the high-level undead, including Anubrekan, looked dazed, trying to straighten out their chaotic memory and thinking.

Anub'brakhan looked at his clan brother Anub'arak who looked at him with complicated eyes in a dazed expression.

"My lord, I am... ohh!"