Tyr's Hand was deathly silent. This town had once been lively, but after the plague had started to spread, the old Knights in the city had managed to resist the bone bats.
Now that the war between the two armies had started, Kel 'Thuzad had sent Heigan Lavender here to carry out a clean-up mission.
The so-called clean-up was naturally to turn Tyr's Hand into a plague zone.
Heigan Lavender had once been a member of Dalaran's Mages. He was considered an oddity among Dalaran's Mages. While the other Mages were obsessed with Arcane Energy and Elemental Summoning, he was only interested in poisons, microorganisms, and modified animals.
The Dalaran Council was extremely annoyed by his incompatibility. If it wasn't for his talent in curse-type Dark Magic, perhaps they would have expelled him from the council long ago.
Of course, Heigan was well aware of the council's dissatisfaction with him. However, those superficial Arcane Energy had no value in his eyes.
"Arcane Magic is powerful, but when a Mage uses up all of his Magic Power, what else can he do? Poison is different. It can be used at any time, anywhere. Only the stupid council would view it as a heresy. "
Although the council had no excuse to restrict Heigan's research, they still secretly set up all sorts of obstacles for Heigan's research.
Heigan couldn't take it anymore and had no choice but to leave Dalaran and head to Andorhal. There was a sudden plague there, and this plague was what Heigan was interested in.
When Heigan was studying the plague in Andorhal to find a cure for this terrible disease, Kel 'Thuzad found him. Towards this former colleague, Heigan only expressed courtesy out of courtesy, because he clearly knew that the instigator of this plague was the man in the strange black robe in front of him.
Facing Heigan's cold tone, Kel 'Thuzad wasn't angry. He opened a portal and smiled as he invited Heigan in.
After hesitating for a moment, Heigan still walked into the portal. A perfect laboratory appeared in front of Heigan. Countless black-robed people were busy working here, and strange creatures were wandering in the breeding room next to it.
"Where is this?"
"This will be your laboratory from now on. Are you satisfied? No one will interfere with your research, no one will limit your talent, and no one will stifle your passion! "
"En … it's a good place. Do you have any conditions?"
"Join the Cursed Church. This plague is not something you can stop alone. Instead of becoming its final sacrifice, why don't you join me and create a new plague? Isn't poison your favorite? At the same time, you can also take revenge on the stupid Dalaran Council who looked down on you. "
"Sounds tempting, but can I think about it?"
"Of course, my friend. You have one day," Kel 'Thuzad smiled strangely. "The future is no longer up to you."
The second half of the sentence was so soft that no one else heard it. That night, Heigan Lavender died in his home in Andorhal. The plague devoured his life, but at the same time, gave him a new life.
In the new laboratory, Heigan was busy working, and new plagues were continuously born in his hands.
Not only humans, but the flora and fauna in the area had also become victims of the plague. Thanks to Heigan's masterpiece, the surrounding areas of the Lordaeron Kingdom were now known as the 'Plaguelands'. So, his purpose in appearing in Tyr's Hand was self-evident.
When he saw the familiar plague cauldrons, Lu Li knew that the Scourge had sent out this time was Heigan Lavender.
Although he had not experienced the Lich Transformation Ceremony, Heigan Lavender was not to be trifled with. In fact, he was more difficult to deal with than almost all the other Liches. His attainments in poison were something that Lu Li admired and feared. After all, Lu Li was also an expert in poison research.
"May the Holy Light be with me …" A dozen Paladins were praying.
Under Tirion Fordring's leadership, they would be the spearhead to break into the town, and the others would follow behind to kill their way in.
The Scourge did not have a very strict defense, but since they were already dead, they did not feel tired and did not need to rest. They wandered around the town from day to night, so Lu Li and Tirion Fordring could only give up on the idea of sneaking in and rescuing the captives.
The Paladins raised their warhammers and rode on the armored warhorses, silently charging forward. b2
The undead that emerged from the town were even more silent than them.
Holy Light appeared on the warhammers, becoming more and more dazzling, illuminating a large area around them. This dazzling light seemed to cause great damage to the undead. Their bodies emitted black smoke, and some of them turned to dust before they could reach the Paladins.
A huge Stitched Monster appeared in front of them. It threw the iron chain in its hand, hooking it towards the Paladins on the warhorses.
The Stitched Monster, also known as the Abomination, was a powerful ground melee unit of the Scourge. It was created by the Cult of the Damned by stitching together various body parts using dark magic. It had a certain degree of magic resistance, outstanding defense and melee ability, and was not as slow as the Stitched Giants.
The wizards of the Cult of the Damned loaded these monsters with a large number of infected plague and maggots. In a fierce battle, the Abomination could spit deadly larvae at the enemy and emit deadly plague gas.
Even when the Abomination was about to be killed, it could still activate the self-destruct device on its body, allowing these creepy crawlies to stain every corner.
The Abomination that Lu Li saw was the latest version of the advanced goods. It could use the iron hook in its hand to pull enemy units from a distance to its side. Once it got close, even the Paladins who were stronger than the Abomination would be in danger.
This Paladin was not young anymore. His hair and beard were white, and there were wrinkles on his forehead.
At this moment, he did not panic at all. He quickly chanted a few syllables, and then his whole body was shrouded in a golden light. The iron hook did not work. Before the huge Stitched Monster could retract its iron hook, the two Paladins suddenly changed their direction. They were extremely fast, and they rushed past the Stitched Monster like lightning.
The war hammer smashed on the Stitched Monster, and the Stitched Monster exploded.
Flesh and blood, plague, and maggots were scattered all over the sky, but they could not touch the Paladins. The Holy Light that enveloped their bodies burned them to ashes, leaving not even a speck of ash behind.
As expected of the Silver Hand!
Lu Li sighed in his heart. On the other hand, the current Paladins could not even fight on their horses, let alone kill the Stitched Monster that was at least a Quasi-Boss monster so easily.
However, the performance of the NPC Paladins greatly encouraged the Paladins.
They seemed to see the glorious future of this class, and these people always believed that the Paladin was a great class.
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