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Chapter 737

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Why did people often say that he was senile?

When people got older, their bodily functions would decline. Many times, they would have a different way of dealing with things than when they were young.

Before Duque traveled to this world, there was a psychological study.

If a person did not try something that he thought was terrible before the age of 30, there was a 90% chance that he would not try it again after the age of 30.

For example, bungee jumping.

The Antonidas who appeared in front of Duque looked even older. Wrinkles crawled up every corner of his face. Although his eyes were still lively, the twinkle in his eyes told everyone that he was suspicious. Hmm, you people from Lordaeron are only here now. Are you waiting for the Dalajan to kneel before you come to reap the rewards? You, Duque, did not come earlier or later. Arthas killed his father here, and you're already here?

Seeing Antonidas' gaze, Duque's heart skipped a beat.

There were not many decades in one's life.

Ten years might pass in a flash in the eyes of young people, but in the eyes of old people, it was extremely long.

On the way here, it was not that Duque did not hear from Ilusia about the filthy affairs of Lordaeron. In the past ten years, the Kingdom of Lordaeron had annexed the old territory of Alterac in order to expand their territory. In order to support his son, Terenas stripped Uther of his title indiscriminately because Uther opposed Arthas' slaughter of the orphanage. The Dalajan had begun to play closed-door, refusing to export mages to other countries. King Garin of Stormgard was acting recklessly. Gilnis had closed the country.

Ten years of open and secret strife was enough to wear away the camaraderie that had accumulated in the Alliance against the Horde.

The only fortunate thing was that the reconstruction and development of the Kingdom of Stormwind and Khaz Modan in the Southern Continent was quite good. At least the military framework of the Alliance had been preserved.

In the face of Antonidas' rebuke, Duke was neither humble nor pushy. "Karazhan is surrounded by countless spatial rifts in the void. It was not easy for me to find a gap, and I just rushed back."

Mograine quickly tried to smooth things over. "Lord Antonidas, now is not the time to blame anyone. We can slowly figure out who is at fault for this disaster later. Don't you think that the first thing we need to deal with is the King of the Dead who claims to want to turn the entire continent into Lordaeron's territory? "

Both Duque and Antonidas' eyelids twitched.

This wasn't the nearly immortal life of the elves, but the taboo of the walking of the dead. Let a group of ghost-like monsters kill all the living and rule the world?

Other than those Cursing Sect cultists who had lost their minds for immortality, who else would do such a thing?

In the face of the larger conflict of life and death, the dirty matters between countries could only be regarded as small conflicts. Like pebbles on the roadside, they could only be thrown aside.

Antonidas narrowed his eyes, wrinkles appearing at the corners of his eyes. He pursed his lips. "Are we going to join forces with those green-skinned monsters?"

Apart from the pitiful youths who hadn't experienced the first or second Battle of the Dark Portal, no one in the Alliance would have a good impression of the beastmen.

"Cooperate? If we can't defeat Arthas, that scum who killed his own father, then I will consider it. "

Antonidas was about to say something, but Duque's next words made him lose his temper.

"At least the beastmen are living people, aren't they? Do you want to see the beastmen get killed by the Scourge and turn into stronger zombies to attack the Dalajan? "

Everyone smiled bitterly.

The Undead Calamity hadn't been around for long. As the frontline commanders, they had figured out the pattern. Those who were strong in life would be strong after death.

If the zombies that the civilians turned into after death were trash, then the beastmen zombies had at least 50 combat power.

If Arthas slaughtered all the beastmen now, it would be bad.

The leaders of the Alliance looked at each other and immediately came to a consensus.

Just as the bugler was about to blow the horn, Duque said, "After that, use this horn and blow this."

Duque magically took out a giant horn that was obviously beastman style.

"Woo woo woo —"

At first, the Alliance had no problem with it.

However, the Alliance immediately realized that something was wrong. This … seemed to be the beastmen's horn.

Everyone looked at the bugler on the hill who was blowing the giant beastman horn. They really didn't know what the Alliance leaders were doing.

"Stop looking! The commander of this battle is Duke Marcus. Do you think you can understand Lord Marcus's plan? "The middle-level commanders scolded the soldiers below.

On the central battlefield, a few kilometers away.

The four Horde heroes were engaged in a fierce battle with Arthas.

Thrall, Rexxar, Grom, and Orgrim. These four Horde heroes were definitely fierce people who could fight against a thousand men.

The four of them ganged up on Arthas. They thought that they could take him down no matter what.

The Death Knights first appeared in the Horde. As a monster created by Gul 'dan, Orgrim was still a little wary. He knew about the skills of the Death Knights.

However, as the most powerful Death Knight under the command of Lich King Ner 'zhul, Arthas with [Frostmourne] was far more powerful than Orgrim had imagined.

[Corpse Manipulation] made the surrounding Beastman Warriors attack the four Horde heroes instead.

[Evil Aura] increased the movement speed and attack speed of nearby undead allies.

The most disgusting was [Death Coil]. Many times, Arthas' armor had already been smashed, and even his body had been injured. With an extreme [Death Coil], a besieging Beastman would immediately fall.

At first, Orgrim thought that these were just spells. He even had a few newly trained Shamans try to interrupt Arthas with all kinds of [Shock]. Later, he sadly found out that it was a suicide mission.

On the battlefield full of corpses and the living, Arthas was simply invincible.

Of course, the most terrifying thing was the [Frostmourne] that emitted a strange and terrifying aura. Orgrim saw with his own eyes that a Shaman who was killed by this magic sword turned into a zombie. Even his soul was sucked into this evil rune magic sword, unable to reincarnate.

At first, Orgrim and Grom could suppress Arthas with their superb martial arts. Who knew that this former prince of Lordaeron was also a true martial arts genius. After a dozen rounds, they were evenly matched with Orgrim and Grom.

After fifty rounds, if it wasn't for Thrall's sudden attacks and Rexxar's occasional Battle Pets to block Arthas' killer moves, at least one of Grom or Orgrim would have been defeated.

This can't go on!

Just when the four Horde heroes were in a difficult situation, they suddenly heard a strange horn sound that belonged to the Horde.

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