At the end of the narrow tunnel that was bottomless, there was a Liaokuang Hall that was excavated and hollowed out within a surrounding area, with hundreds of square meters.

A bloody battle in silence is in full swing in this unknown underground.

Luo Xia, who was lowering her head and passing in, was stunned by the natural blue light on the ice soul's body, and saw the figures of both sides fighting.

There was no metal sword with silver rays intertwined, but a sword-like shadow was cut with its limbs and feet. Without a steel shield, it collided wildly with the insect shells precipitated by time. The miserable green blood was like splashing ink, like a video of natural natural selection that was expanded by a thousand times with special skills. Two torrents of huge insects rushed against each other, repeatedly splitting the unique enemies. Both sides slashed in silence and perished in silence.

Are these monsters fighting in the internal strife?

Before Roxa could come up with something, the team behind saw that there was no ambush in front of him, and could not wait to enter one after another. After seeing the tragic scene, they turned their attention to another place he ignored.

"Captain Falic!" Sasarien's surprise voice rang out, and then echoed in the closed passage.

At the end of his sight, behind the two insects fighting, countless wounded men in Lordaeron armor snuggled together, barely holding swords to build a weak line of defense, and surrounded by it was a rough and strong man who heard familiar shouts in this hellish abyss, with a clearly surprised expression on his face.

Seeing his superior, Sasarian instinctively wanted to rush forward, but he felt his back sank and his body heavier. When he looked back, he realized that he was being pulled by the dark-haired beauty who was silent along the way. The mysterious mage on the other side shook his head, signaled him to calm down, and whispered: "What are you doing?"

"Of course it's saving people." The young soldier said this, but his heart sank. Then he remembered that although the young caster was peaceful and close to others along the way, the spells he used were mostly the undead art of the Scourge Legion, and the blue light ball that used ice-type spells to destroy the spider demon was vaguely similar to the undead.

Are you going to turn against me? Thinking of this, the soldier subconsciously touched his hand to the hilt of the sword around his waist.

Luo Xia didn't think so much. He pointed to the insects who were indifferent to the team that broke in and were still immersed in the killing, and joked: "The reason why your companions survived is that these insects are busy fighting in the internal battle. If you break in, even if most of my biology knowledge is left to the teacher, I know that nature has the phenomenon of killing foreign enemies together. I am not sure to save your lives in the hands of so many monsters."

"What should I do?" Sasarian asked in shame, lowered his head.

However, Roxa did not answer, but stared at the chaotic battlefield carefully and thought for a moment, but made an act that made the team dumbfounded - he instructed his maid servant to bow his waist and touch nearly thousands of them along the gap between the two sides' battles, ventured closer to pick up some of the wreckage of insects, and then handed them over to himself, and began to carefully distinguish and compare like an archaeologist.

After a moment, Roxa, who knew it, threw away the new corrupted corpses in his hand and suddenly shouted at the battlefield: "The fighter ahead is the remnant of Aizhuo?"

How could insects understand human words? Azeroth, who lived in the wise race, was blooming with flowers. The soldiers present also felt that the mage was probably crazy because of too much pressure.

But to their surprise, among the insects who were originally fighting silently, a spider demon, which was obviously larger, raised his hooves like a foal, jumped down with the center of gravity to cut the enemy into two pieces, then turned his head to make a "silk" sound, and then changed to a common language that was strange but clear and answered loudly:

"Adraud has never perished, so where is the saying of the remnants? Ordinary people, we follow the name of "Anubrekan" and are the guardians of Nibru, who come to kill the rebels. If you have the will, you can give you the glory of sharing the enemy with me!"

The soldiers present looked at each other and focused their attention on Roxar. The most powerful person in the scene was him, and he was the only one who could communicate with the other party. Now it can only see how he made a judgment.

Rorschach's answer was very simple. He took a step forward and waved his hand: "We are on the side with smelly and rotten bodies, the dead spirits resurrected by the Lich King, and our current common enemy."

After saying that, he waved his pine staff and released curses of negative energy-building state, and the ice-dead soul behind him began to bloom with blue light, absorbing magic power to release the "Frost New Star" towards the necromancy. Although the soldiers on the side were a little confused, they also saw from the form just now that the living insects were at a disadvantage. If they were allowed to die and were resurrected as undead, their side would definitely not be able to stop the subsequent death tide and gritted their teeth and joined the battle.

The originally cold and crazy crypt demon, whose hard iron shell is meaningless under the ice explosion spell from inside to outside and the sword that specializes in slashing joints, was originally sharp and quick to get into a slow curse and climbed as slowly as a turtle. As for the numerical advantage it originally possessed, it disappeared in front of hundreds of Lordaeron warriors rushed up together on both sides inside and outside.

The battle ended soon.

Because most of the firepower has caused the spider demons who claim to be the guardian of Niblu to bear it, the human soldiers have not suffered much loss, but there are very few spider demons who survived. However, they did not seem to be mourning their injuries. They simply dealt with their own injuries, and then pierced through the resurrection body with their claws, then turned around and faced the corners of their eyes that were looking around, looking over vigilantly at the human allies.

"Mortals, we should talk about..." The leader of the insect man with scarred but arrogant and indifferent body stepped forward and said in this way.

"What are you talking about?" Luo Xia asked with a smile.

"For example... why do these rebels have been deliberately trying to destroy the branches of the earth veins to deal with you?"

A unique exchange begins here.

...

On the way to the surface, Roxia naturally knew the origin of this insect man:

They are indeed the remnant resistance army after the Lich King destroyed the Nibru clan, but they are just a dispersed team. Because the society of insects is different from the complex diversity of humans, they are closer to the unidirectional pyramid structure of ant colony. Even if most members are killed and resurrected into zombies, as long as the highest level is equivalent to the "Anubrekan" of the queen of the ant, and there is no soldier left, the entire clan will not cause spontaneous decline, but will revive again over time.

However, although the defeated troops had to accumulate strength silently in the dark, they were not Zerg compatriots in StarCraft after all. They also knew that due to the limit of fertility and the growth time required by the larvae, their side could not catch up with the Lich King who killed one person and added another soldier. Therefore, they decided to rely on the underground advantage of freedom to come and go, destroy the Lich King's erosion plan from all aspects, and play a role similar to the guerrillas.

Unfortunately, not all troops who dared to fight guerrilla warfare could fight against the world like a Taizu, and start a red hegemony. According to the "history" known to Rorschach, the unyielding activities of this part of the remaining insects ultimately angered the Lich King. After the king who successfully possessed Arthas made his free time, he immediately connected with the former insect general "Anubarak" and killed the last Spider Demon Emperor, and resurrected him as a guardian of his fortress, and ordered him to fight for him forever.

History, with Rorschach's intervention, a slight deflection occurred.

If he had not helped the expeditionary army to break the city in advance, waiting for another three to four days, the black witch's conspiracy to lead the king into the trap would be successful. The scattered soldiers of the insects who destroyed the underground project had long been wiped out, and they were even resurrected to become undead and increased the power of natural disasters. At that time, Alsace was facing a tragic situation where his troops were trapped in the ground with a large number of troops on his side, while the opposite was the boundless crypt demon army, and he had to flee in a panic.

"The power of these seven or eight spider demons is equivalent to a small team of infantry. Even if they survive, they will still be in a world of difference compared to the Lich King, and it should not have any impact, right?" When he followed the passage led by the insects in front of him to the surface, Rorschach did not fail to think of this. After silently estimating, he felt that there was no big problem, but for some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if he had overlooked something important.

Just after they ended the underground dispute, the war on the surface was approaching the end.

At a disadvantage, the crypt spider demon that collapsed halfway.

This is not surprising. The reason why the battle underground is in a downward trend is not because the strength of human soldiers is really much worse than that of spider demons. It is just the result of various factors. After all, there are no soldiers who are good at blind fighting in the dark. The experience of falling from a high place cannot be intact regardless of whether they are physical or mental. Under such harsh conditions, it is difficult for goblins and dog-headed people who are inferior to those who are in the ground all year round.

The warriors on the ground were undoubtedly much more lucky. Even though they were surprised by the monsters that suddenly popped up, they immediately reacted and spontaneously formed several positions to resist with the rising fires around them. After all, the insects were hasty to move, and a considerable number were trapped underground by the guardians, and the number was seriously insufficient. As for the other skeletons around, the undead mage had long been dead. Without the cooperation of other undead tribes, they could not form a corresponding undead army formation. Faced with the veteran formation that was experienced and quickly found its weakness, they naturally suppressed them quickly when they cut off their joints.

What ended the battle was a fire-like flame.

Before the giant crypt lords who slaughtered dozens of expeditionary soldiers had time to dodge, the meteor falling from the sky hit its back. The stubborn shell collapsed for a second without even being able to hold on. Then, the huge insect body three or four meters high burst into large pieces of minced meat with a sudden "bang", and the stinky corpse splashed into ashes by the attached holy light.

In a spider-web-like crack pit that originally turned into the ground where the giant insect was located, a silver light jumped out of thin air, turning into a half-person-high hammer in the air, speeding with a flowing light, and finally being held by a forceful palm.

The exhausted prince walked out of the half-collapsed dome church, and in his other hand, he held half of the skull's head, but his blue eyes were extinguished and completely turned into useless bones and spoils.

"The lich has been awarded the title, and we have won tonight!"

This was the first sentence he said since the raid tonight. The soldiers present were silent for a moment, and then a burst of cheers erupted. The craze of heat waves sounded like thunder, and the flames shone on the red and passionate faces, and a will to unite arise.

At this moment, an inappropriate cold voice rang out.

"Mortal, what you have killed is nothing but a humble insect under the command of the Lich King. The real dark power of the enemy is far from coming."

When Alsace heard this, he raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the figures coming from afar. Aside from him, a sound of pulling out weapons was heard. Human soldiers who had been through the battle formation spontaneously surrounded him, waiting for the figures of insects coming from behind, silently waiting for the prince's orders to attack, but the next second, they suddenly made a surprised and astonished voice.

"Captain Sassarien..."

"That's... Allen? But... how could it be possible that I saw him fall into that damn abyss with my own eyes!"

Alsace looked farther away. He ignored the soldiers and insects coming, but focused his attention on a graceful mysterious woman behind him, and a figure under a robe she was protecting. He pondered for a moment and took the initiative to meet him.

Although there are still some doubts, some things... need to be confirmed in person.

The way to confirm is...

Smashed with one hammer!

Under the leaping and burning red flame, the Paladin suddenly suppressed the war hammer in his hand. He was indifferent and slow motion, but at the moment the white hammer fell, a "bang" burst of air burst out of nowhere. The scattered air waves were forced to produce layers of ripples, allowing the white light like a meteor to slip.

"Clang—Crack—Clang—"

With the first echo, the long-handed hammer burning with holy light blocked the black-haired beauty's sword, and continued with an invincible force.

The second sound came from the ice-dead soul who had sacrificed itself to pounce on it. The frozen armor covered by its body collapsed with a hammer and directly cracked with a large crack. The surging ice-type magic power shrank violently. It had only had time to howl and was suppressed by the endless holy light, eliminating without trace.

However, the slowness of this moment made Luo Xia's hair stand up one by one, and instinctively summoned the possession of the spirit in his heart. The combat experience of the heroic spirit from hundreds of battles immediately took over his body, and in the blink of an eye, he made a series of response actions. He suddenly drew out the sharp sword, bent backward, and blocked with his backhand with a sword upward. The hammer and sword intersected, and the sound of "clang clang" continuous slap like the sea tide.

A "Huh" sounded in Luo Xia's ears, and he had to bear the heavy hammer head-on, but he felt that what he had received was a hidden force. Then millions of milky white warm currents rushed into his body, making his body retreat uncontrollably. However, every time he took a step back, a halo of silver flames rose up around his body. When it came to the seventh step, a bandaged shoulder suddenly sounded a shrill and gloomy roar. A light green phantom like a wolf and a badger popped out of it, struggling to pounce on him, but was burned to ashes by the burning holy light.

It was not until this time that Luo Xia realized that he had been plotted against him unconsciously. He barely supported himself with his sword. He looked down at the body that was spreading as the Holy Flame spread and his injuries slowly healed. Then he looked at the standing prince with complexity and whispered in a difficult situation:

"Your Highness, thank you."

Arthas looked at him with a little surprise, nodded and suddenly asked, "Who taught you the sword technique you used just now?"

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PS:

The Aida Spider Demon who fled to Northrend is part of the "culture" and "learning" of the upper class of the Angela Zerg. In other words, it is a group of deserters who cannot bear the leaders of the dictatorial war madman.

Compared with those killer-crazy tribes trapped in Kalimdor, this branch of old scholars who are divided are innocent and cute, and they are truly "home" for thousands of years, and are independent of the world. The wise in the entire race are addicted to artistic miscellaneous things such as "poetry" and "songs", and even abandon the exclusion of arcane. When encountering a battle that is unscrupulous, they rely on the wise soldiers of the bottom to rush forward and make a living by their talent.

It's simply a replica of the "Southern Song Dynasty"... It's no wonder that he was overturned by an unreasonable villain like the Lich King.

It is said that in the map of World of Warcraft, there are also some sick spider demons who wander around the spider demon stone slabs all day long, risking being slaughtered by natural disasters to collect the complete collection of lost artistic poems...

Although it may not necessarily refer to Chinese history, I think when Blizzard set this race, he might have considered the encounter with a similar Athens in ancient Greece?

Finally, I would like to collect and recommend it. The new book period is only thirty days, and it will be gone after it...
Chapter completed!