Menethil's Power

Chapter 600 Skold Big Bang

The Scourge swept everything in Northrend, naturally because it was able to reach the limit through the resurrection of the dead to support war with war.As a special spell with complex principles and a unique system, the resurrection of the dead can be expressed in many ways.

The integrity, time of death, and strength of a corpse will all affect the quality of the resurrected undead. In addition, the spells used for resurrection are also very well-known. The most important thing is to retain the soul.

If the spell is cast in the simplest and most direct way, the soul of the deceased will be greatly damaged, leaving only a little instinct.This is equivalent to converting the dead into inferior combat machines. It is generally used to convert a large number of civilian corpses into low-level cannon fodder. Zombies, ghosts, ghouls, and low-level skeletons basically fall into this category.

And retaining part or all of the soul, that is, the more advanced spiritism, can also be divided into two types.The ideal state is to have complete preparations, including magic circles or spell-casting items, brilliant spellcasters, and excellent corpses, so that the reincarnated dead will meet the requirements—possessing strengths similar to or even surpassing those in life, retaining wisdom, and being absolutely loyal - This is achieved through brainwashing or direct mind control.Most high-level undead are born in this way.

But it is not always ideal. It is also necessary to directly revive the dead on the enemy's corpse in the battlefield. This will not only immediately replenish the fighting power of the natural disaster side, but also greatly damage the morale of the living when facing former comrades in arms.However, the resurrected undead in this way have more or less defective parts, and some even can only maintain stability for a period of time, and finally have to use waste as materials for making suture monsters or flesh giants, or meat grinders. ammunition.

Of course, there is no such restriction for the Lich King, and Frostmourne and the Dominion Crystal can perfectly control any soul.

However, on the battlefield of Skold Ethil, the resurrection of the dead in any sense could not be realized, and the Scourge lost its greatest support.Most of Valkyra's female warriors were not very strong, and they were constantly injured and died, but none of the dead stood up again and pointed their weapons at their former comrades in arms.

The reason for this situation is very simple, there is an existence that protects the souls of these female warriors.

Originally, Valkyra could barely match the invading undead, but now that the Valkyrie appeared, the form was gradually reversed.

Isaacs withdrew his gaze and released the sacred chains that bound Blackmoore and the other psychics. "You can go now," he said coldly.

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Blackmoore, who was suddenly free, was even a little confused.

"Aren't you already dead?" Isaacs said with a hint of disdain in his tone.

This guy is just an insignificant little character, and even if he kills him, it won't be of much value, so it's better to sell Jaina's face.

After a moment of silence, Isaacs' expression became impatient, "Still leaving? Wait until I change my mind and purify you all directly?"

Blackmoore's face twitched a few times, and he waved to the psychics behind him. The magic circle they had set up to transform the undead suddenly burst into green light, and then these people disappeared.

Isaacs glanced at the magic circle with teleportation ability, and then lost interest.

He took off again, and the pale golden dragon slid across the sky soundlessly, and the only thing that needed attention next seemed to be Skold Eicher, who could see everything from a high altitude.

The Valkyries were fighting against the undead. Isaacs found an interesting phenomenon. There are only a few Valkyries with wings that can fly. A considerable part of their fighting methods are not much different from ordinary fighters. At most, they can only keep their feet off the ground. suspended.

It seems that Valkyrie and Valkyrie are two completely different concepts.

The undead began to behave badly. After all, they were just ordinary Vrykul warriors, with simple equipment and no perfect combat system. Although there were many of them, they were not enough.

The formation of the tide of death needs to continuously devour the living creatures. If the entire Stormfjord is swept away, the number of undead will be at least several times that of the current one, enough to submerge the entire Skold Aisher.But this wave of death is too purposeful. Although the outbreak and speed of travel are amazing, the overall force is not very strong.

Isaacs even saw a golden Yangyan Val'kyr release dazzling rays of light, purifying the bodies of several vrykul undead warriors, and their enslaved souls were freed, and they were directly transformed into semi-corporeal bodies. Heroic spirit form, roaring with vengeful anger and attacking other undead.

Killing the enemy and transforming it into one's own combat power, the natural disaster that has always done this has actually enjoyed this kind of treatment.

The Legion of the Creator is also constantly advancing, like a hot knife cutting into butter, forcefully separating the waves of undead. When Isaacs trained them, he used the Titan Legion as a sample back then, and now it seems that it has initially achieved results.

There are still a lot of undead, but since they couldn't attack Skold Aisher, and were flanked by the Creator Legion, it would be a matter of time before they collapsed.

Isaacs was doing nothing in mid-air as if he was watching a show. It's time for you to show up, little Zhenzhen, where are you hiding?
He narrowed his eyes.

The undead side needs to show more powerful power, which is what Isaacs expected, but obviously this time does not need the appearance of the Lich Queen herself.Two Val'kyr with wings on their backs appeared, but unlike Valkyrie's golden Val'kyr, their spiritual bodies showed an illusory paleness, one with pitch-black wings and the other with pure white wings.

The Val'kyr twins, Isaacs recalled, felt a little impressed, as if they held the power of light and darkness respectively.

"Who are you? You created these immortal souls?" A tall female warrior in Valkyra asked angrily. She was a heroic spirit, but she seemed to be the leader of Valkyra.

"Fiola, Edith." The two Val'kyr twins announced their names faintly, "In the name of the master, I will judge you."

"Judgment?" The female warrior showed an incredulous expression, "Do you know that Skold Ayer is under the protection of Aiur? The glory of the Hall of Valor will never end here."

Of course, the Al she was talking about was not the home planet that a group of blue-skinned people who were very similar to the Draenei were concerned about, but the highest executor of Val'kyr in the Hall of Valor.

"Yes, we are here to judge you for assisting Odin in atrocities."

"What?" The female warrior of the heroic spirit immediately seemed to understand, "You are Hela's believers? Sure enough, the evil god finally couldn't bear it?"

"Hela is not qualified to be our master." The Val'kyr twins said: "And you can't stop the master's will."

"Ridiculous!" The female warrior's eyes were piercing, "In the name of my Ashdiel, you will never step into the gate of Skold!"

"We appreciate your courage." The Val'kyr twins didn't say much, and the power of light and darkness connected with each other and began to produce wonderful reactions.

And Valkyra's side was completely too late to stop it.

"It's interesting." Isaacs gave a comment. He has played similar moves before, but because the ancient god larva Sephilus, which provides the power of the void, has hardly grown, he gradually stopped using it.

Speaking of which, since the time of the War of the Ancients was opened, Sephilus has fallen into a deep sleep, because Isaacs' body has become stronger and stronger, and it doesn't even reveal its existence anymore, without any movement.

This is a manifestation of being completely suppressed. If there is no accident, the problem of this parasite should be solved.

The next moment, a violent energy reaction enveloped the entire area below, and could even affect the high altitude. The turbulent air flow passed through Isaacs' illusory body without affecting him in any way.

Isaacs was not the only one who noticed the big explosion in Skold Eicher, the Creator Legion was already very close, and it was impossible for them to ignore such a huge movement.

"This level of energy response..." Partress, who was casting a spell, couldn't help being taken aback.

The rapid advance of the Creator Legion is inseparable from the contribution of the young priest.Partridge is easy-going and low-key, always giving people the impression that she is a harmless little girl, which makes most people subconsciously ignore the fact that she is now the highest-ranking priest in Lordaeron, who can be with her Her only rival is Archbishop Benedictus of Stormwind.

The holy light can also heal the body of steel, and the effect is even better than that of the flesh and blood, because the power of the holy light can be transformed into the inner energy of the Titan creation in some form, that is to say, it continues to receive the attention of the holy light, and the soldiers of the Creator Legion It's a never-ending war machine.

That's why Isaacs brought the girl priest with him.

All the way to this point, Partress, who has been casting spells continuously, has not suffered from any lack of mental strength. The talent of the girl priest and years of silent efforts finally showed the most obvious performance at this time.

"That's definitely not a defensive measure used by the defenders." Angela stepped forward, and the hard shield directly smashed the giant skeleton, and then the spear in her right hand flashed across the bodies of several other undead, "We There might be trouble."

Behind her, the Legion of the Creator has always maintained a charge formation, without a moment's pause.Ground travel is restricted by the terrain, and the speed and flight are completely incomparable. They were able to see Skold Eicher from a distance in such a short period of time, which was the result of continuous marching for two consecutive days.

Sieglin is on Angela's flank, silently dealing with the enemies in front of her. She doesn't have a body of steel. Although any injuries will be healed quickly, it is not easy to replenish the exhaustion of physical strength, so she has been adopting more conservative fighting methods. The method does not seek results, but focuses on cooperating with others and saving energy.

As time went by, Angela's deduction proved to be correct. The number of undead they faced increased, and the obstacles they encountered became stronger and stronger. It seemed that Skold Eicher had no resistance. , the undead turned their attention to them.

Angela stopped suddenly, "Stop, soldiers." She waved her spear, "A strong enemy is coming ahead."

Higlin obeyed the order mechanically, and the constant fighting has made her subconsciously think that she is a member of the Creator Legion. Another reason for this illusion is that without summoning the Valkyrie transformed from her mother's soul, Her individual combat power is not much stronger than the general Creator Legion fighters.

The numb nerves were relieved, and only then did Siglin look at the strong enemy Angela had mentioned, and her body froze suddenly.

It was a figure much taller than the average vrykul.

From the moment she decided to take revenge, Higlin imagined the scene when she faced her cruel father more than once. She had made many assumptions, but she never thought of the current scene.

Skovald stood right in front of them, his skin was abnormally blue-gray, and there was a small sword wound on his strong chest, and the heart burning with white flames could be seen through the wound.

He is dead, but alive.

"You can't pass through here." The face of God King Scovald was hidden under the hideous bone helmet, only his eyes were shining coldly, "In the name of master, I will crush you, maybe your steel body will A little sturdier than that fool Youtner,"

He also possesses sanity and retains the memories of his life.

"Master?" Siglin walked out slowly, "Have you betrayed the devil again and turned to Hila? My... father."

She had an indescribable emotion.

"It turned out to be Higlin." Skovald recognized his daughter, "I didn't expect that we would meet in this situation... As for my master. It's not that old woman Hela."

He showed a mad look, "It's the master who made me see the reality clearly, everything is illusory, and the existence of the living is meaningless!"

"Whatever." Sieglin looked cold, not wanting to listen to his nonsense, "In my opinion, you are just a poor wretch."

A poor wretch who is only obsessed with power and played with.

She raised her spear and pointed at Scovald, "Although I hate my relationship with you, I can't deny it. You are not a good father. Now that you are dead, it is my duty as a daughter Send it back to the grave... I challenge you."

Her eyes were clear, without hatred, but with a special firmness.

"As expected, she is indeed my daughter!" Scovald didn't care, and laughed, "Compared to Torvald, you are more like me!"

Higlin didn't say anything more to her father, but looked away, "Master Angela, this is my battle, I hope you don't intervene."

The Iron Maiden nodded slowly.

It was an honorable fight, an old vrykul tradition, of course she understood.

Several sacred rays of light blessed Higlin, and Higlin suddenly felt that her strength had improved again, and the stamina consumed before had recovered to a certain extent. This is a very advanced sacred spell. She gave Paltrow A look of thanks.

The young priest returned a gentle smile.

Higlin looked Skovald squarely again, "Your time is over, father!"

She shouted and charged.

(End of this chapter)