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"Gede Gede Gede... "

Located in the Icecrown castle to the south of the dead Lord's throne, in the long and wide main street, a group of death knights rode the death horse through the tall and solemn palace. They were armed, with calm and profound eyes. Even the horses were covered with thick armor, and felt that they had a strong sense of killing from afar.

Next to it are the dead warrior, the dead mage, the witch doctor and so on. The heavy wheel of the meat grinder ran over the main street in the center, and the hatred like the meat regiment followed. The statue of shishengshi constantly radiated the weird light. The huge shadow flashed in the sky from time to time is the body of the ice giant dragon. From the bleak sound of the horn, the whole Icecrown castle is filled with people There is an atmosphere of a great war.

Both sides of the road are full of the dead who are watching. They are watching the grand military parade while pointing at the steel flood like natural disaster army.

"His majesty is going to fight again. It seems that it's not long since the last war? Is it going to fight again? " Said one of the dead.

"It seems that this time it was not the plague corps, but the forgotten city of hocante..." Said the other.

"Forgotten city? Isn't that occupied by orcs? We're going to fight the orcs? God, our emperor's rickets are finally cured It's incredible. " A dead man exclaimed.

"Where is it? The orcs of forgotten city have been driven away by some forces. It is said that they are also undead. They call themselves the Scourge army The leader also called himself the Lich King. At the end of the day, this time, the dead beat the dead... " Another necromancer thought about it and said.

"Yes, I fight every time Our emperor is so powerful that he can't defeat angels, orcs, demons, abyss, or any other force. In the end, he will only take out the spirit of the dead I think if the forgotten city is still under the control of the orcs, it's hard for ten brave men to fight...... "

Another dead man's face was full of sarcasm, and he had long been dissatisfied with the regime of the scourge God, FISMA.

"Yes, yes, it's the same with the plague regiment. Every time they say they won the battle, but every time they come back, they lose countless black crystal coins in vain Such a leader is really incompetent... " The dead man's words were quickly answered.

"It's said that several times they were forced back by the hells and the abyss's army. Before the declaration of war was received, our dear emperor's Majesty was scared to be weak Busy with the withdrawal of troops After the withdrawal of the army, he had to write a letter to apologize. The face of the dead was lost by him... " Another undead is attached.

"Yes Yeah We undead have become the weakest existence of the main plane. Anyone can bully us. Even the evil alliance looks down on us... "

"Seriously, I really want to see Lord Saruman, the fear Lord of the plague regiment, fight back with his army and hang the stupid and incompetent King..." At this time, one of the dead people said angrily.

"Shhh --"

just when people were talking happily, an older dead man stopped them. He looked around cautiously and said in a low voice, "you guys are not going to die? Speak carefully, but there are many people watching around. If it reaches the ears of Phoebe, hehe I don't think you can protect ten heads... "

When they heard this, their eyes were frightened. They were suddenly silent. Everyone looked at the military parade that had been watched for many times. After a while, a dead man suddenly shouted, "look His majesty comes out... "

At this time, a stooped figure appeared on the platform of the high imperial palace Pavilion. He was covered with white hair and black robes. His thin figure was wearing a pure gold crown. This was the God of natural disaster - fissman, the supreme leader of the natural disaster army. He walked over and appeared in the Grand Pavilion ceremony.

"It's time we cheered..."

One of the dead smiled bitterly and said that the only role they could play in the boring military parade was this.

"Long live the Emperor..."

"Long live..."

Fismer stood on the platform, his face expressionless, his eyes staring down aimlessly. The excessive wine had emptied his body. He waved his arms powerlessly and responded to the voice of tens of thousands of dead people below. Although he didn't know how many of his people's voices were sincere, he didn't care.

Fissman cares about his power and the identity of the successor of the scourge. When he heard that another successor of the scourge appeared, he undoubtedly stirred his sensitive nerves.

Tito, the commander-in-chief of the natural disaster corps, stood beside the God of natural disaster, FISMA. He was dressed in uniform, fully armed, and the medal on his shoulder was engraved with the sign of a skull. The figure was not tall and straight, and his face was full of majesty, which was in sharp contrast with the God of natural disaster, FISMA.

"Don't you think about it any more? My dear commander in chief Does a scourge staff make you feel so important? " As he waved his hands to the cheering dead people below, he said to Tito without looking back, "as long as you nod your head, all the honors are yours!""I'm sorry, your majesty, I think I've made it clear that I won't fight the owner of the scourge staff..." Tito shook his head and said calmly and firmly.

"Then you know, for me It's a betrayal I will put you to death... "

Fissman's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned back suddenly. His gloomy eyes were fixed on Tito, and the killing machine kept flashing in his eyes, "even if you are the one I trust the most, I have to do this..."

"This is your right Your Majesty the Emperor... " Tito's face was still, without fear. "But before that, please allow me to go home and say goodbye to my family..."

Fissman stared at Tito for a long time, and then slowly took back his eyes. He was a sensitive and suspicious person. Even Tito, the most trusted one, would not allow him to enter the ten steps around him. Tito could stand with him side by side, because he gave up his divinity. At the moment, he had no power, just like an ordinary undead. No, he should not It's not as good as the ordinary undead, even the undead monk is stronger than him.

Once the divinity is surrendered, he will never have any power, and his life span, because of the loss of power, becomes like an ordinary undead.

Fismer knew that it was useless to threaten Tito with death. Since he gave up his divinity, he was no longer a God, destined to be the end of death. What fismer valued was Tito's prestige in the army.

"Boom Boom... "

At this time, there was a huge roar in the main street of Icecrown castle. The armed death knight surrounded a delicate figure, walked quickly, and the heavy iron hoof stepped on the ground neatly. The whole street had a slight vibration.

At this time, the cheers of the dead people reached a high tide.

"Adele Adele

At the moment, Adele was walking slowly on the death horse, not fast, but every step was firm and powerful. Her breath was totally different from that of the original. When she appeared, the powerful momentum suddenly came down like a mountain and a sea, making all the people present feel suffocated.

Adele inherited Tito's divinity, and now she is a God.

"Adele Adele

Adele didn't respond to the people's cheers. She walked slowly and coldly. The powerful power of death spread out, and some voices came into her ears.

"Adele, who is this guy?"

"I don't know. The soldiers told us to shout like this..."

"I only know that she is a student of the Royal Military Academy of the scourge corps, and Tito is her mentor!"

"My God, his majesty is mad? How could a young student of the dead be the commander-in-chief and replace Lord Tito

"It is said that it was recommended by Lord Tito himself..."

"That's too far off!"

Hearing these words, Adele had to smile a little bitterly. Those people were right. Before today, she was just a student of the Royal Military Academy of the Scourge army, a small leader of the 13th death knights, who was promoted by Tito's mentor. Let alone those ordinary subjects, even in the army, many generals did not know Tell me who she is.

All these are arranged by the tutor

Quietly sensing the power of the divinity from the deep soul, Adele was not happy at all, because she knew that her mentor had let her inherit the divinity, but the price was his life.

Adele knew some rumors about the discord between his majesty and Tito's tutor, so before taking this task, Adele asked him repeatedly to ensure the safety of Tito's tutor - at least in his limited life.

His majesty agreed, and Adele appeared as commander-in-chief in the square of the garrison ceremony.

His heart was full of opportunities, but he didn't. his promise to Adele included this one. This female death knight with a divine figure was much more difficult to deal with than Tito who was loyal to him all his life. He didn't know what Tito meant, but he was confident that he would turn an ordinary student of the Royal Military Academy of the Scourge army into a new Tito 。

Stronger and more loyal than Tito.

Adele went to the center of the parade square, jumped off the horse, took off her helmet, and her long hair flew in the wind.

At this time, the whole parade square is quiet, and countless eyes are staring at the tall figure in the center of the square.

Adele stepped forward, her face was sacred and solemn. She knelt down on one knee to the God of disaster on the high platform, and her low voice spread far away through the power of death.

"I In the name of the knight, Adele, the knight of death, I swear that I am loyal to the God of the scourge, the God of my whole life, and I will keep my heart. I have no regrets for my whole life! If I disobey this oath, may the sword in my hand abandon my soul and banish me to depravity forever... "

"I accept your loyalty Your highness Adele, I wish you a brilliant victory in this war... " Said the king slowly.At this time, Adele raised her head, and her eyes slowly swept over the emperor FISMA. She was fixed on the Tito tutor beside him. She took a deep breath and raised her voice at the same time.

"Long live the Emperor..."

"Long live the Emperor..."

For a moment, all the dead were infected by Adele's enthusiasm and cheered spontaneously. The sound rolled the Icecrown castle like a wave.

"Do you think Adele can do it?" Feismai said to Tito as he greeted his subjects with a false smile and gently waving arms.

"I don't doubt her strength and loyalty, but I doubt her ability. If it wasn't for your full recommendation, I would never consider it. She is too young..."

"Adele is a military genius, there is no doubt about that..." Tito looked at Adele with a knowing smile on her face. "It's just that her qualifications are too shallow. I'm afraid she can't serve the public, but I believe She can solve this problem... "

Fissman did not speak. His eyes looked down, his face clouded.

Adele rode on the death horse. At the moment, her eyes were no longer confused, no longer hesitant. She suddenly pulled the reins of the horse.

"Let's go..."

Millions of undead troops have gone through the gate of Icecrown castle and headed to the north. A civil war among the undead started slowly. The shadow of the civil war once again hangs over the whole plane of the undead. Whether they win or lose, it is not a happy thing for the undead

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