wizards descend to the heavens

Chapter 50 Transformation
Sharram let out a series of ferocious smiles. At this time, the paladins in front of them were already at the end of their battles, and it was only a matter of time before they lost.

In his eyes, these people in front of him are already dead, and soon they will become members of the Scourge.

At that time, the previous paladins would be good material, especially the captain of the paladin, with unyielding will, strong strength, and skilled fighting skills. If he is made into a death knight, he will definitely become a capable general of the Lich King. .

Thinking of this, Sharlam quickly cast spells, throwing out curses one after another to weaken these paladins, and at the same time ordered his undead to suspend the attack to prevent damage to such good materials.

He wants to prepare a large-scale dark transformation magic to transform these paladins into death knights at once!
"Huh? The offensive has temporarily slowed down!"

Yado frowned slightly. For some reason, the undead actually slowed down their attack. It was obvious that if they just needed to work harder, they would not be able to resist, and the defense line would be broken down in an instant.

However, these undead slowed down their offensive at this time, only besieging them in the Crusader Square.

But soon, if you want to know more about Sharram's conspiracy, you can see that the necromancer behind the undead army is constantly casting curse spells on the paladins.

He wanted to capture them alive!However, these paladins all have an absolutely steadfast belief, and they will never give in so easily. I don't know what conspiracy this necromancer has.

However, this was exactly what Yado wanted. Looking at the countdown with only ten points left, Yado even wished that the time would drag on for a while longer. By then, he must teach these undead an unforgettable lesson.

George Raphael, an intermediate paladin in Silver Hands, a staunch supporter of the Holy Light, he participated in the Second Orc War and saw Orgrim's tyrannical power. At that time, he did not despair. He firmly believed that the Alliance would definitely win.

But it had never been like this before. Although he still firmly believed in the Holy Light, he felt despair in his heart.

These enemies are not as powerful as the orcs, not as fast as the orcs, and they can't even fight together.

But their numbers are endless. Will the fallen human beings stand up again and become one of them? The dead paoze will draw their swords at you.

Contagious in terror, never fatigued, fearless, and without resupply, such an enemy would be a nightmare for any creature.

Tortured by curses and diseases, George felt that his strength was rapidly passing away. The sword in his hand had become heavier and heavier. He felt that it would not be long before he would even lose the strength to hold the sword.

"Paladin, I have felt the fatigue in your heart. Surrender, surrender to stronger power. Only death is the final destination of this world."

Sallam's sinister smile echoed in the wide square, just like his weird mask, which made people feel the fear in his heart was constantly growing. Obviously, Salram also mixed strange things in his words. of dark magic.

"Dreaming, Holy Light will conquer everything."

George answered firmly, even in despair, even if he will die today, he still believes in the Holy Light, because behind him are the residents of Stratholme, the favored ones of the Holy Light, and he will never take a step back.

"Hmph, stupid paladin, no matter how much you resist, you can't change the outcome of defeat. I will make it into a powerful death knight, so that you can personally experience the pleasure of harvesting the holy light."

Sharram dodged the incoming fireball with his body turned slightly to one side. Obviously, such elementary spells couldn't do him any harm at all.

"Oh, and you, Osses, I still lack a necromancer here. Although your strength is a bit low, but the status of the venerable can bridge the gap. A necromancer made by the heir of a baron must be It's very interesting."

"Hmph! Sharlam, don't be complacent, the Knights of the Silver Hand will arrive in no time, and Uther's hammer will let you know what justice is!"

Yado snorted coldly. He was obviously bluffing. He was familiar with the plot and knew that Uther and the others would not set foot in the city again until three days later.

I still remember that at that time, he once asserted that Uther must be a hypocrite, and he must have agreed in his heart to His Royal Highness's plan to massacre the city, but as a representative of the Holy Light, he was unable to do such a thing.

His departure from Stratholme is a clear proof, otherwise why didn't he stop Alsace, instead he left with a large number of soldiers!

"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard. I haven't been this happy for a long time. You really are suitable to be a necromancer. Don't worry, someone will go back to greet Uther and the others. It won't take three days." He's never going to get here."

In order to prevent the departing Uther and the Silver Hand from returning to Stratholme, the Scourge deliberately set up an ambush on the road, not seeking to kill the enemy but only entangled them until Arthas fell into madness.

"Really? I didn't expect you to have such great power in Lordaeron!"

Being able to hold the Knights of the Silver Hand directly led by Uther for three days is definitely not something that dozens or even hundreds of undead can do, it must require at least thousands of undead troops.

Unexpectedly, the Scourge would infiltrate Lordaeron at this time, which was already so serious. No wonder the Scourge was able to sweep the Eastern Kingdoms like a broken bamboo, and even easily destroyed Lordaeron, breaking through Dalaran and Quel'za. Russ.

"Haha, you've been fooled. Why do you think I'm willing to talk so much with you dying people? It's precisely to prepare this large transformation circle!"

Shallam suddenly let out a loud burst of laughter, and a green light burst out from the eyes of the skeleton on the staff in his hand. This strange light circled in the air, and suddenly rushed toward George and the others. Shot away from people's feet.

The green light seemed invisible, no matter how these paladins tried to block it, it had no effect at all, and it sank under their feet in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the ground began to shake slightly, and streaks of green light continued to shoot out from the ground. They kept intertwining, and soon strange symbols were regenerated one by one. Finally, when all the symbols lit up, a strange magic circle appeared. It appeared at the feet of Yado and others, covering all the people on the left and right of the Crusader Square.

With the formation of the magic circle, a strange and inexplicable power suddenly radiated out.After just a few breaths, behind Yado, many people in the crowd began to twitch unconsciously.

I have seen a lot in Stratholme, and Yado knows that these people will soon be transformed into living corpses. It turns out that Sharram has been paying attention to transforming all of them into zombies.

(End of this chapter)