I, who traveled to Chunwu, entered Stalingrad again?

Of course he can choose the spring breeze, but once he falls in love with the person in his dream, what should he do when he wakes up from the dream?He is a passerby after all.

Cai Muzuo was silent, suddenly pulled out his long sword, stroked it lightly, then cut his palm, tasting the pain and the feeling of blood flowing.

Is it just a dream?

PS: I have confirmed with the editor that it will be put on the shelves this Friday, and it will be updated daily starting today. It is expected that Warcraft will end at the end of April and early May, because the change of the protagonist will be involved later, and I will not delete or delete it like World War II. I will be satisfied if the brothers who have the conditions make a first order at that time.

PS2: I originally thought of another version for this chapter, but it’s a bit overhanging for a novice to go straight to the high-speed road. qun Yiliu⑧②177-⑥

Warcraft - Scourge of the Undead: Chapter 168 Chapter 160 Calculation

To the northeast of Andorhal, 17 kilometers away, is the stronghold of the Cult of the Damned.

The land here has been completely dark brown, but it is not the fertile black land that is common in Lordaeron, but a corrupt land where not a single blade of grass grows, and all living beings are extremely disgusted. The originally dense white birch and poplar trees have decayed. Living in this kind of place for more than a week, at least to say a serious illness.

A large number of ragged undead wandered around unconsciously, only in the center of the corrupt place was a huge black pyramid-shaped building, which was ten meters high, but a small platform was cut out of thin air on the top.

Kel'Thuzad closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the highest platform of the pyramid. The staff of bones stood beside him. Wisps of gray-white gas continuously flew out from the corpses at the bottom of the tower. Kel'Thuzad inhales.

A strange scene appeared.

Kel'Thuzad's complexion changed from pale to rosy after absorbing the unknown object. The damaged heart was continuously forced out with golden light, and then clouds of black energy gushed out to gradually repair the incomplete organs.

More than a dozen acolytes stood respectfully around the mausoleum, not daring to make any movement, because the idiots who dared to disturb Kel'Thuzad had already become part of the mausoleum.

It lasted until midnight, but Kel'Thuzad did not complete the repair work. Obviously, the arrow of the elven ranger Sera coated with special holy oil caused him great trouble. After a long sigh, Kel'Thuzad opened his eyes.

"Quel'Thalas, hum, you are next."

After uttering meaningless curses, Kel'Thuzad looked at the surrounding acolytes.

"How's the situation in Andorhal?"

After many acolytes looked at each other in blank dismay, they pushed out a leader who stepped forward bravely.

"My lord, you are the only one who came out of the teleportation circle, so..."

"Is that so? I see."

Kel'Thuzad wasn't angry either. According to the original plan, he would be an important part of luring Alsace to the path of degeneration, so he couldn't escape now no matter what.

Moreover, in order to dispel the fearful demon kings' suspicion of his master, Kel'Thuzad even deliberately released water, and then was "killed" by Alsace last time, temporarily handing over all the control of the Cult of the Cursed God.

After Ner'zhul gained control of Alsace's body, he would look for a chance to use Quel'Thalas' Sunwell to resurrect him. At that time, Kel'Thuzad would be more than ten times stronger than it is now.

But now, the situation has changed slightly, and the original seamless plan has slightly deviated.

Those old stubborn people in Dalaran were really obsessed with various experiments and had no time to come, which gave him the confidence to deceive Jaina, a young genius mage. Although she has the potential to become the best mage on the continent, she is not yet.

The problem was on Alsace's side. The strength of his troops far exceeded his original expectations. With the support of Gwenrad, a veteran paladin, the elves and dwarves also suddenly got involved.

This made Kel'Thuzad a little uneasy, but the intelligence network of Lordaeron's royal capital had recently suffered a devastating blow. They didn't know what happened, and no news came out.

Gravender is known as the most devout paladin. He has made great achievements in the two orc wars and has a long-standing reputation. He is not as easy to fool as little boys like Arthas and Jaina. Even the soul is purified by the holy light.

And if this continues, the plan to lure Alsace to fall will also go bankrupt.

But the bet had already been placed, and he had no way of retreating, not even planning to ask the Dreadlord and Ner'zhul for help.

Neither the devil nor the frozen master is a good boss who will understand his subordinates. On the contrary, they are happy to sacrifice some useless waste to complete their plans.

Kel'Thuzad turned to Ner'zhul, the Lich King, to carry out his unfinished research, to obtain eternal life and powerful power, not to be a stepping stone for others!

While he was thinking hard, Kel'Thuzad suddenly sensed something, looked at the sky, and a half-rotten crow flew from the air to his arm.

"A mouse got in? Good."

Kel'Thuzad sneered, and after thinking for a while, he looked at the last two monks among the many acolytes with gloomy eyes. A cold light flashed in his eyes, so he stretched out his withered fingers.

"You, and you, the two of you come here, there is a task for you to complete, as for the others, strictly guard against death, don't let anyone disturb my healing."

………………

At night, Keira, the elven ranger, rode a brown steed provided by humans, and led four light cavalry to scout eastward, while her two compatriots searched westward and southward respectively.

When she set off, her younger sister Sera's condition had eased, and the bottle of holy water was given to Sera, but she was still a little worried about whether the curse would recur.

Because in her hundreds of years of experience, there are countless high elves who lost their lives because of the curse of the troll witch doctor, not to mention that the person who cast the curse this time was a high mage from the Kirin Tor!

If it hadn't been for the human being who paid a huge price to save her sister's life, Keira would rather stay in the camp and accompany Sera on the hospital bed, rather than dragging her tired body to search by moonlight all night from afternoon to now. Mountains and rivers, dense jungle roads.

"Wait, something is wrong here!"

When Kaila rode his horse through another forest, he suddenly signaled the others to stop.

"What's the matter? Ms.?" The light cavalry didn't understand, so they were just guest scouts. In their eyes, this place was a silent forest, no different from the forest they had searched along the way before.

Keira got off her horse and solemnly grabbed a handful of dirt. The dry dirt was wrapped in the corpse of a small beetle. It was dead and huddled up, just like the one she had in the infected barn before. .

So Kaila led the light cavalry and set foot on this land full of corruption carefully. The deeper they went, the more frightened they became. As far as they saw, there were no less than two hundred undead wandering in this land of corruption.

Keira carefully avoided these monsters, hesitating whether to go back to report now or continue to investigate, and soon they saw two sneaky acolytes walking towards them under the moonlight.

"There are people! Catch them! Live!"

Kaila immediately bent her bow and shot an arrow, which hit the thigh of one of the acolytes and let out a scream.

The other acolyte ran away when he saw this, he didn't care about his companions who fell to the ground, but how could he run past these cavalry?He was quickly rushed out and overtaken by the light cavalry, who was stunned with the barrel of a lance and tied up.

Keira also grabbed the wounded man in black at this time, and shouted to the light cavalry:

"Tongue caught! Let's withdraw!"

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Warcraft - Undead Scourge: Chapter 169 Chapter 160 Chapter [-] Torture

The seventh day, early morning.South of Andorhal, a temporary human camp.

"Is there trace of the Cursed God Cult in the east? These two are captives? You did a good job, Elf. I will report to my father afterwards, and he will reward you well."

Alsace sat on the chair, looking ecstatically at the two men in black who were brought before him. One of them knelt on the ground under the shoulders of the soldiers, and the other passed out.

"It's my pleasure."

Keira saluted, said some polite words, and then retreated into the crowd tactfully. It seemed that she was not very interested in the so-called rewards, and instead greeted her younger sister Sera.

Zai Muzuo glanced carefully at the frosty Sera, and received an indifferent stare. It seemed that the elf was really disappointed in him and was about to treat him as a passerby.

Although he had already made up his mind, he still felt a little lost when he saw that the elf ranger who was interested in him yesterday could not even be a friend today.

Maybe this is the common problem of all men?

"Take off their cloaks!"

Gravinder sat next to him, the only one besides Arthas and Jaina who had a seat.

The two soldiers rudely tore off the captive's black coat, revealing their young faces. Both of them have black hair and green eyes, they look very similar, they look like two brothers.

And the brocade robes they wear under their coats have complicated patterns, which are very valuable at first glance.

"It's you? Alex? The bastard of the Rove family! Damn it! I should have thought of it earlier!"

Alsace was taken aback when he saw the face of the kneeling acolyte, and then flew into a rage and jumped up from his seat.

"The Rove family, is that the Rove family that once owned Southsea Town and Tarren Mill?"

Jaina was also taken aback. Although she was sent to Dalaran to study spells since she was a child, the continental situation, geography, and noble heraldry were among the courses. In her perception, the Rove family was also regarded as a The famous nobles, who were famous for a while, even if they were down and out, how could they get mixed up with the cultists who everyone shouted and beat.

"That was once, they mixed with the orcs in the last war, so my father deprived them of most of their territories, leaving only Keldaromburg in the northern province. I should have thought that these bastards would be full of power to the kingdom. Resentment, evil heart never dies!"

"No, no, they forced me! Your Highness Alsace, for the sake of the Holy Light, listen to my explanation!"

Alex Rove's will was obviously not as good as the acolytes Alsace had seen before. He looked up and saw Alsace and Gravender was also surprised, and immediately cried out in tears.

And those fanatics in civilian clothes would rather be beaten to death than utter a single word, which left a deep impression on Alsace. The gap between the two was so large that Alsace couldn't help but become suspicious.

"Very well, I'll only give you one chance, if you're not stupid enough to lie to us."

Seeing that Alsace returned to his seat, Timuzuo seemed to be about to start asking questions, so he coughed, took a step forward and said to him:

"Your Highness, I suggest that I ask the person who was knocked out alone. The testimonies of the two people will be confirmed by each other, and it will be easier to identify who is lying."

Zaimozuo really didn't have much confidence in Alsace's violent confession. The last prisoner was beaten to death by him. These two looked like soft bones. Maybe they could get information that he didn't know. Killed casually.

"That's fine, that bastard will be handed over to you, Farik."

Seeing that Arthas had no objection, Zaimuko and another young guard brought the man lying on the ground to his tent and tied him to a chair.

And Zaimoza himself sat on another chair in front of the table, picked up a pen and paper, and faced the man face to face.

"Go, bring a basin of cold water in."

Seeing the guards who followed him standing in a daze behind him, Zai Muzao frowned and ordered, Old Bill's nephew's martial arts skills are not bad, but Zai Muzao always thinks he is a bit silly.

"Oh."

The guard responded, went out for a while, and quickly brought back a bucket of cold water.

"Sir, there is no basin, only this."

"Ah."

Then the guard continued to stand on the spot with the bucket in hand, until Cai Muzuo ordered angrily: "What are you looking at me for? Splash him!"

It was already Mid-Autumn Festival, and the weather had already turned cold. A bucket of cold water poured the man a chill, and he woke up from the coma in an instant.

Cai Muzuo didn't care whether the man had figured out the current situation or not, he directly put out a small hourglass that was about to leak, and put it on the table in front of him with a bang.

"Where is Kel'Thuzad, tell me. Time runs out and I can't tell. My head moved. It's different from what your brother said. My head also moved."

"Ah? Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Don't kill me!!!"

This pampered noble son realized the current problem, and burst into tears just like his brother.

"Crying! Crying counts as time, right?"

Cai Muzao didn't raise his head, and slowly reminded the man to look at the hourglass with a pen in his hand, there was very little sand left in it.

"I say! I say! Kel'Thuzad is in the Birch Valley! The Birch Valley to the east!"

Zai Muzao hummed, recorded a sentence on the paper, and then turned the hourglass back up, allowing the sand to start counting again.

"Very well, you have at least three more sentences to tell me."

"I, my name is Wilton Rove?"

The man swallowed his saliva and said cautiously.

"Not this sentence."

"I was tricked by my brother into the Cult of the Cursed God?"

"It's not that."

"Kel'Thuzad is preparing for the sacrificial ceremony!"

"Sacrifice ceremony?"

Cai Muzuo's eyes flashed, the pen in his hand stopped, he raised his head and asked word by word.

“…………………………”

In this way, Zaimozao asked a lot of news from this cartilaginous Wilton, and revealed his tone from time to time, implying that his brother said more, and in the end only one of them would be able to live.

It turned out that Kel'Thuzad, who was seriously injured, did not flee, but hid in the Birch Valley east of Andorhal, using the dead souls there to heal his injuries.

Send the two of them to monitor the whereabouts of the human army, and by the way, contact the undead and curse believers who may remain in Andorhal to cause trouble for humans.

The two brothers are also greedy for life and afraid of death. Joining the Cult of the Cursed God is just a last resort. Faced with such a dangerous task, they agreed to Kel'Thuzad, and turned around and prepared to run back to the Rove family. Caught it right.

The Rove family reached an agreement with Kel'Thuzad a few years ago. They lent part of their territory to the Cult of the Damned as their base camp, spent money to lure the poor in the northern provinces to become believers, and funded the Cult of the Damned to secretly carry out various necromancy research. and experiments with undead spells.

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Warcraft - Scourge of the Undead: Chapter 170 Testimonials (including single and multiple heroine votes)

This book has been written for a year and a half since September 2020. Although the results are dismal, the collection of 9 words was less than 20, and the first payment was received in February 1000. It was almost interrupted due to work reasons. More, but I finally persisted, and it will be officially launched at 2022:2 tomorrow morning (tomorrow’s update will also be moved to 10:10), hereby I would like to thank all book friends for their support all the time, and also thank the editor for their support, and also answer Questions from everyone in the comment section.

1. When will the Dungeon of Warcraft end?

Answer: It is expected to be from the end of April to the beginning of May. Because of the important changes involved in the protagonist, it is not convenient to end it like World War II. Of course, if you feel that it is too watery, please point it out in the comment area.