Three days later, in the middle of Lordaeron, the south shore of Lake Dalonmill.

The white military camp tent stretched for hundreds of meters, and human warriors in steel armor and cool-clad elf rangers were passing by. The neighing of the war horses and the officers' orders were endless.

Alsace's vision passed through the misty lake and fell on the blurry shadow in the distance.

It was the Keldaron Island in the center of the lake, the territory of the Barov family, and it was also the target of this coalition.

Over the past three days, the coalition forces of Silvermoon City and Lordaeron set out from Breil, destroyed all the polluted grains along the way, and then continued northward to march towards Andorhal, the source of the grain.

This plan was naturally strongly opposed by Kelthas, but Zach offered a reason that everyone could not refuse.

Why can these contaminated grains be unimpeded in the northern provinces?

The crown prince of the empire appeared here from afar, why did there be no local garrison support him?

What exactly is the local commander, Duke Barov and his family?

It is obvious that Duke Barov played some disgraceful role in the spread of this undead natural disaster.

Zach, who has a God's perspective, naturally knew that the Barov family had indeed rebelled against Lordaeron and surrendered to Kelthuzad.

They even transformed the castle on Keldaron Island into a psychic academy that cultivates the undead, becoming the base camp of the "Curse Sect".

The natural disaster of the undead spread smoothly under their rule, and naturally they also had their contributions.

But this doesn't actually matter.

Zach just made an excuse to let Arthas go on as planned.

Kelthas had no reason to object,

After all, there is no big mistake to capture the king first.

This time, the time has not been reset again.

Obviously, although the progress of the world is still somewhat different from the original plot, it is still within the tolerance of the Bronze Dragon.

The bronze lizards seemed to only want to ensure the massacre of Stantam.

As long as Alsace continues to waste time and does not prevent contaminated food from being shipped to Stantam, they will not go back to time.

This is naturally within Zach's plan.

———

Arthas turned around and looked at the black-haired mage behind him: "Your Excellency Guardian, what you are right, something is wrong."

He pointed to dozens of recruited fishing boats docked on the river bank, and the black lake water slapped on it, leaving yellow-brown stains.

The breeze blowing from the lake is filled with a rotten smell.

Even the Keldaron Long Bridge, which connects the island in the middle of the lake and the shore, has collapsed. It is obvious that something must have happened on the island.

"These ungrateful things!" Arthas tightened the hammer handle in his hand: "The Kingdom of Lordaeron treats them so well that they will even do such an act of indignation between man and god."

It is no wonder that Arthas was so annoyed. The Barov family was originally one of the most nobles in Ultraman. The territory started from Lake Lomir in the north and ended at Nanhai Town in the west. Although they were implicated in the Second War because of the betrayal of the Kingdom of Ultraman and deprived of the territory, they were still first-class nobles.

On the one hand, it is big but not falling, and on the other hand, it is also the kindness of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

Alsace carried the warhammer and walked to the camp not far away. The soldiers had already formed a team, and Jaina and Kelsace had also been dressed in their equipment.

The elf prince was still wearing a gorgeous standing collar robe, while the female mage held a sapphire staff, which was very consistent with the blue-purple robe.

"Soldiers, I am your Prince Alsace Minaihil..." The young prince began his pre-war mobilization: "In front of you is the island of Keldaron, the territory of the Barov family..."

Zach on the side watched silently.

Arthas walked past a soldier with a high chest: "I know, many of you were born in this land, and I believe everyone is not feeling well during this period..."

The black-haired mage could see that although Alsace was still firm and confident on the surface, his tone and expression contained unhidden anxiety and fatigue.

During this period, Lordaeron and the coalition forces of Silver Moon City passed through more than a dozen towns, and eliminated countless walking dead bodies. The zombies and skeletons were alive not long ago.

The young man was almost overwhelmed. If this continues, Stantome's tragedy will become inevitable.

And that's not what Zach wants to see.

Thinking of this, he interrupted Arthas's speech: "Your Highness the Prince."

"Is there anything wrong, Lord Guardian."

The black-haired mage did not respond to the puzzled prince, but whispered a few words to Arretin. After a while, Kel Thuzad was taken up by two wild hunters.

Zach looked down at the old mage, and Kel Thujad also looked up at him and looked at him.

"Bah!" The undead mage spit out a mouthful of black phlegm: "You ignorant mortals, natural disasters will come eventually, you are just struggling with unnecessary trouble!"

Zach ignored Kel Thuzad, who was already in a mad state, and said slowly to everyone who was looking at him:

"I have been observing you silently these days, often marveling at the tenacity and nobility you have shown..."

"But don't forget..."

"I am the Guardian, and I have my responsibilities, too..."

"So, let me leave it this time."

Zach's words made Arthas a little confused: "Guardian Pavilion--"

Before he finished speaking, a huge explosion sounded through the military camp, and the strong wind blew out the surrounding campfires.

By the time people reacted, the black-haired mage and Kel Thuzad were gone.

"Look, there!" Jaina pointed to the sky.

People looked up and saw two shadows flying high into the sky, sweeping over Keldaron Island.

———

The violent wind made Kelthuzade almost unable to open his eyes.

He felt a strong sense of weightlessness wrapping his whole body, the ground under his feet seemed to have disappeared, and he seemed to have floated in the void.

When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him almost made him scream.

He is floating above a thousand meters above the altitude.

The entire Dalonmil Lake is in sight, and Keldalon Island has become a small bulge in the clear water.

Kelthuzad roared, "Who are you?"

Zach took care of Kel Thuzad for the first time: "It doesn't matter who I am, but now... I am the Guardian."

"You are indeed very powerful. But it's not enough!" Kelthuzad waved his hands and feet randomly. The strong wind blew away his dirty beard, and his hood had already been torn, revealing a bald head with a few strands of gray hair: "Do you know the Burning Legion? You can serve the Legion like me!"

Zach ignored it and just looked at the earth below silently.

Seeing the black-haired mage's expressionless face and looking like he didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, Kelthuzad screamed: "Nothing you do is meaningless! I will not die so easily. One day, my master will let me walk on the earth again, and you will all become my eternal slaves! I will turn you into a walking zombie-"

"That old shaman can't save you."

This sentence made Kelthuzad tremble all over: "You! Why are you..."

"He can't even save himself." Zach looked at the undead mage floating beside him with expressionless face: "I will free him from the throne of the Ice."

Before he finished speaking, the invisible power wrapped in Kel Thujad suddenly disappeared, and the undead mage screamed and fell from the sky.

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The wind whistled in my ears, and Kelthuzad was already filled with joy as he watched the earth that was rapidly slamming into his own.

That black-haired mage actually wanted to throw himself to death?

I really can't fly, but [Feather Soaring Technique] is a compulsory spell for every apprentice. There are no mages who fall to death in this world.

What's more, I was once the great wizard of Dalaran.

With a cold snorkeling, Kelthuzad began to recite the spell quickly, and his falling speed suddenly slowed down.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a surging magic coming from all around him.

How come the feather fall technique requires so much magic?

Kelthuzad immediately realized that the magic was not rushing towards him, but gathering towards the mage above his head.

Before he could react, he suddenly saw a huge black cross-shaped object appearing under him out of thin air.

It was so huge that it almost enveloped the entire island of Keldaron, like a black giant with arms spreading out, standing on a small earthblock.

It is not made of matter and has no thickness, but it is slowly expanding, and the surrounding air is pouring into it frantically.

‘It’s a portal!’

Kelthuzad reacted, but he could not control his body and was sucked by the strong wind.

Through the sunlight that shot into the gap, the necromancer saw an unparalleled creature.

It seemed that I had seen the long-lost light. The thing that was coiled together was slowly relaxing its body, and the huge shadow "collapsed" like a collapsed mountain range.

Immediately afterwards, the creature rushed out of the crack at a high speed and came towards it.

“Geehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sound of insect mouthparts rubbing in my ears was as loud as thunder.
To be continued...