"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh--"

The undead who was a demon before his death screamed in pain. He never thought that he would endure fear and death twice overnight.

The first time it was from a living creature to an undead.

The second time was to step into destruction from the undead.

The pale soul flame in the cold seems to have no temperature, but the effect is no different from the high temperature roasting.

The other demons were in horror as they watched their companions twitch and struggle in the flames, making a howl like a pig-killing sound, and then their bodies and souls turned into coke bit by bit.

The night wind blows, and the body gradually turns into ashes.

The whole process lasted for three minutes. No new undead dared to squeeze out half of the word "no" in his throat.

This move made them fully realize that their new master is not a good guy.

"Why do you think there are still some guys who don't agree with me?" The Void is sensitive. Kong Xu will never ignore the almost overflowing [Hate] and [Anger].

"Bang!" snapped his fingers.

More than fifty undead demons at the scene turned into torches.

My eyes were filled with companions who struggled in vain before destruction. This was a dance of demons and a feast of destruction.

After one minute, it was completely purified.

When the cold wind blows, it not only brings the cold air of early spring, but also the cold hearts and frozen souls.

Kong Xu smiled and used the soul voice that only Chloe could hear: "It seems that conquering the demons is not difficult. As long as you destroy all the backbone, the rest will be cowards and licking dogs."

Chloe didn't understand what cowards or licking dogs were, and his beautiful face showed a coquettish charm.

This time, no longer any immortal demon hesitated. They were like stray dogs fleeing with their tails, almost rolling and crawling to work, raising their butcher's knife to kill them at their former "companions".

No one expected that the situation would develop like this.

Marshal Abna Anphis was very worried at this time.

Heroes come from troubled times, and big bosses who can stand on their own in wartime are mostly both ambition and courage.

In peaceful times when transportation and communication were not very developed, officials on one side often had certain abilities but were not very ambitious, otherwise the emperor would not be able to sleep.

As Abna, this is such an example.

This honest and contentment character has not changed much even if he becomes the Death Knight.

He was first cheated by the demigod Lich Frank and his wife, and had to surrender to the overlord Ariza. Who knew that Ariza, who seemed awesome, was also ruined.

With an honest personality like his, if there was a serious heir of the Firno royal family, he might have to die himself.

Losing the lord and losing the position of the living, all he has left is a simple "seeking to survive".

That's right, I just don't want to destroy it.

After the destruction of the Golden Dragon Legion, he deeply realized that without the plane barrier key, he was the pig and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. He was either destroyed by the demons or destroyed by the irresistible terrorist army of the Void Kingdom, so he was fooled by Velier.

When he arrived here, he found that he and his men had just moved from one dead place to another. There was indeed no trouble with the plane barrier here, but where is the Vilier royal family easy to mess with?

After all, the Silver Lion Army is a group of Firno. The newly received undead people cannot compare to the original regular army in terms of quality.

The living becomes the dead because the soul is depleted during death and its combat power will often drop significantly. Only when the existence of powerful combat power and soul during death can one have the chance to become a strong person after becoming an undead.

The real main force is still the original Silver Lion man.

The problem is that Firno, whose national strength is not as strong as Villier. Firno has four major armies and Villier has seven.

Now at most, the Silver Lion Legion, which is an undead, is combined with the rebel Marshal Raymond, who has two armies that have been fully committed to dealing with the five legions of the royal family and a large number of local armies.

The comparison of strength is obvious.

When the Immortal Legion cannot form a snowball on the battlefield, it becomes very difficult.

What's more, Abna couldn't let go, and he didn't know if he let go of the fight, would lead to the full force of the Holy King's alliance. After all, he felt that his slogan to Villier was untenable.

No one knows better the war potential of the Holy King Alliance than him. Although the countries are in chaos now, once they are freed up, a mere Silver Lion Legion is just a pot of vegetables.

At this time, a Death Knight who claimed to be Arthas Minaihill asked for a visit.

"Hmm? Do I know him?" Abner was surprised when he heard the news in his tomb fortress.

"No, Marshal, no one knows where he came from. But you'd better meet him. He brings a very special gift." said the Marshal's close servant.

After spending a minute seeing the so-called gift, Abna immediately chose to meet the strange Death Knight.

When we met in a so-called tomb hall, it was actually not gloomy and terrifying. Apart from the Death Knight and Lich who were guarding here, there was no trace of the atmosphere of the dead.

Abner saw the so-called Alsace.

On the surface, this should be a stranger. He wore heavy blue-black full-body armor, and even the style of the armor was completely different from that of Firno - spiked shoulder braces, skeleton reliefs everywhere, from the shoulder braces to the waistband to the leg braces, there were at least ten skulls. More particularly, it was not a human skeleton, because there was a pale and curved sharp corner on the skeleton's eyebrows.

Please note that the undead uses not the eyes but the vision of the soul.

"Mickel Jax? Who are you?" Abner lost his voice on the spot. He would never refuse to recognize the old guy. After his death, they once gathered under Ariza. The undead identified the other party through the soul. To be specific, it was the [spirit base] that distinguished one soul from another soul.

Even if Mikel's soul was destroyed and divided, Abna still recognized Mikel's soul from a small squall of soul remains in the cold armor.

In the hall, a group of high-level death knights and lichs suddenly became alert. They would not immediately attack the mysterious death knight and the entourage of the living females around him, at least they were ready for battle.

"It doesn't matter who I am." The Death Knight, who claims to be Arthas, said calmly: "The point is that I have a way to save you and your subordinates from the road of destruction, as long as you still admit that your soul is human..."

Without ambiguity, Abner pondered for a second and nodded: "Even if everyone in Silver Lion and I became like this, we still feel that we are humans. It's just that we are controlled by Frank and committed too many sins and killed too many innocent compatriots. The Holy King of Humanity will not let us go."
Chapter completed!