If there are people in this world that cannot offend, then there are several types of people who may have to be at the forefront.

Old women, old ruffians, and... are in a hurry to be matchmakers.

Unfortunately, in addition to the middle line, Amenal has all the remaining attributes, and also has an additional label of an old virgin, which allows the lich's combat power to quickly increase in geometric multiples.

After experiencing the baptism of preaching like a storm, Lu De and Tylan were able to escape from the lich's unsatisfactory eyes - and it was not because of the latter itself.

"What is that?"

At the same time, players and NPCs on this road made the same exclamations, turning their sights to the southeast side of the entire land.

Even from a distant place like the Eastern Plagueland, you can still see that there are blurred red and black clouds appearing in the gap between the southern mountains, and the lightning above the winding can be seen clearly even if it is hundreds of miles away.

"The door of darkness...is there's fun, you guys."

Relying on the recoil force brought by the magic shock, Yamenar was suspended in the air dozens of yards from the ground and looked at the strange celestial phenomena, making a sound of disdain or solemnity.

"What the hell happened over there, Yamenal?"

Even from just a few words, Lu De could feel that the lich might have a very clear answer to the changes in this land.

And maybe it's not a trivial matter.

"It's not a shocking storm."

The lich slowly fell back to the ground and let out a breath of cold air, and the soul flame in his eyes was indefinitely swallowed and swollen.

"From the fluctuations of magic, it seems that there is something strange about the Dark Gate... If I was not wrong, someone reopened the seal leading to the alien plane."

"How could that be not a shocking thing!"

Tailan's face turned red, and the war hammer in her hand suddenly swept out of an arc, almost sweeping a nearby horse stake to the ground.

Facing the imposing Paladin, Yamenal's thin fingertips gently tapped, and a ring-shaped ice cube similar to the forehead protection was wrapped around Tyran's forehead.

"Don't be so excited, little guy. For us spell casters, the Dark Gate is just a larger and longer long-distance portal... Since the battle to blow the continent ten thousand years ago, this large portal has never disappeared in history. It's just that people have a fearful mind and have given them different names, that's all."

The lich's tone was very casual, as if he was talking about what he had eaten for dinner.

"And before that, there are more intuitive questions around us - look there."

With the frost energy swept out by Yamenal as a guide, through the sky covered by reddish-brown clouds, everyone finally saw the origin of this sentence.

Since its discovery, it has been staying in the unmoving cemetery over the Eastern Plagueland. The floating fortress Naxsamas began to slowly move towards Stantamme.

———

It is no trivial to have an unusual movement in the Scourge.

Considering the large number of undead in Stantosom who have not been wiped out, as well as Kel Thuzad in the cemetery, it is easy to imagine what will happen if a spark of love is sparked between the two.

What adds fuel to the fire is the reaction of the Dark Gate.

As we all know, the orcs invaded the world under their feet from this seemingly abandoned building, bringing blood and death to the entire continent four years of terrifying period.

Although orc girls are loved by the upper nobles because of their variety and variety, this has nothing to do with the state of the entire race.

After all, a large number of these nobles do not have to go to war in person, and their hatred for orcs is at most limited to these souls, which reduces our psychological state of welfare.

But for those who have actually participated in a lot of battles, it may not be good news.

"Don't be nervous, you guys."

Yamenar's words sneered and attracted the crusaders and the Silver Hand soldiers around him to look at each other.

Even if the lich's combat power is far better than them, these soldiers can smell the hidden smell of being despised from their instinct.

"If Kelthuzad's wish was to attack us, he would have rushed over with those bone racks and stitched beasts. As for turning to Stantamme like now, the only reasonable explanation is... this guy with a rusty head is afraid."

"ah?"

"What?"

"this……"

A sound of shocking eyes was heard everywhere.

But to be fair, Yamenar's statement is not too much.

When Lu De put himself in Kel's Thujad's position and thought for a while, he realized that the nerves of the Scourge Lich himself were also quite large.

After the Ashes Messenger was consecrated... or activated, Naxxarmas, who had lost the protection of the plague clouds, had been exposed to everyone's vision, and also lost the Black Front Fortress as a companion ship's preferential treatment.

Similarly, when Tyrio reorganized the Knights of the Silver Hand and received support from Lianmeng and the Horde, the power of the Plague Land has been gradually integrated, and it is vaguely showing the siege of Naxxamas. If it weren't for the lack of air-to-air ability and fearing the large number of gargoyles carried by Naxxamas, it would probably be impossible for Kel Thuzad to live a safe life on it.

Taking advantage of the surprise of the Cursed Land, Kel Thuzad finally started his own action plan while Lianmeng and the tribe were attracted by the sight.

Once Naxxamas arrives over Stantams, and cooperate with the control of the lich and the large number of residual natural disasters in it, the threat it can cause is not a simple matter such as one plus one equals two.

The simplest and most intuitive consequence is that the bloody Crusader stationed in Stantholm will be forced to evacuate, and may have to give up with the closest Sick Wood Forest sentry tower.

"If I guessed well, even if Kel Thuzad arrived in Stantam, he would never stay there for long. That timid guy is probably thinking about how to return to the protection of the far north, hahaha..."

Several ice arrows thrown by Yamenal ventingly cut through the air and exploded into uncontrolled frost clouds hundreds of yards from the ground.

"But we can't take risks."

Tyran's face was very serious.

"I'll report to my father now and ask him to discuss how to arrange targeted policies..."

"Don't forget Old Moglani."

Lu De patted the Paladin on the shoulder.

"After all, among everyone here, I'm afraid that the only guy knows the situation of Naxxama the most - who has ever lived there?"

“…Yes, Rither is right.”

After being reminded by Lu De, Tailan's face suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

When it comes to familiarity with Naxxamas, naturally no one can be as familiar as the former Ash Messenger!

As for the so-called insider, of course, it must be effective at critical moments!

"Sad, Anjie, it seems that your expected trip to Stantam is going to have to be pushed back first."

"Wow... It seems that An Jie is not very lucky... Then I'll wait for you to come back here!"

In this way, His Highness the Princess took the initiative to throw herself into the area where Tirio was responsible.

———

Let’s not talk about the reactions of the major cities that quickly received the news.

If someone is in the curse land now, he will find that the scene in the middle of this maroon-red barren land has become almost hell.

The dark gate, which was originally erected alone in the south of the area, was only considered a large ornamental building. However, now, lightning intertwined with red and blazing white kept flowing above the door frame, scattering and flying, introducing thick black clouds into the sky, and then turned into violent chains of thunder and smashing the earth, smashing the surface of this desolate wilderness like a crater on the moon, and simultaneously turning the lizards and ogres running around into ashes.

However, in this violent baptism of energy and flames, a tall and burly figure stood in front of the gate of darkness, with the giant slashing sword in his hand still standing in the roar of lightning.

"League, I've been waiting for too long..."

"Now, I finally successfully cracked the energy left by that stupid mage..."

"Soon, this door connecting death and destruction is about to reopen, and this time, no one can close it again!"

"Weak race, prepare to accept the rage of the Legion!"

The direction pointed by the sword is the two strongholds in the Curse Land that cannot be called the connection between the road.

Watchtower, and the opposite... Giant Hammer Fortress. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!