Cataclysmic Transformation

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The figure of Wei An who appeared in front of Ron was none other than the Lich King who had several connections. Although Ron had not seen his face, he had already recognized the coming person by his breath.

Mysterious, cold, and powerful, the Lich King has the most remarkable breath of the Necromancer, and has a taste of the world.

He is the leader of the Scourge of the main plane of the undead, the king of all undead! Now he is just a phantom.

Although it was only a phantom, the majestic momentum exuded from the Lich King made Ron breathless. Even when facing the ancient dragon Maxwell, Ron did not feel this way.

At the moment, the Lich King, standing in front of Ron, stared at him quietly with a pair of dark eyes, revealing deep disappointment in his deep eyes.

At this time, the Lich King who appeared in the dead space slowly opened his mouth, "Ron, you are too disappointing me, don't you ... have you forgotten your mission?"

The Lich King's words startled, and Ron was suddenly stunned. He stayed there, murmured in his mouth, "I ... my ... mission?"

"Yes, your mission ..." The Lich King turned around, facing Ron, wearing a mask, his face was always serious.

Ron could feel the other party's horrible mask, a pair of sword eyebrows slightly raised, and seemed to be dissatisfied with him.

"Did you forget?"

"me……"

Ron was too nervous to speak.

"So you really forgot ..."

Looking at the dull expression on Ron's face, the Lich King sighed, his face was even more disappointed, and then his face became more severe. ... "

After finishing speaking, stick out a finger and gently ...

Ron only felt a "boom--" sound, and there was a sharp pain in his head.

At this time, Ron's eyes widened.

In front of a chaotic eye, it gradually became clear, and a magnificent picture slowly unfolded.

It was a huge city, towering, tall, magnificent, and high on the defensive tower, shining with dazzling magical powers, soldiers in heavy armor stood on the head of the city, waiting in line.

However, the tight faces of these soldiers were full of tension-and fear.

Because, in front of them, there is a large group of endless army of undead, densely packed, countless **** skulls and flags waving in the wind, covered with plains, trembling from the depths of the soul and an uneasy breath, permeating the city.

Among the crowd, a necromancer wearing a crown stood on a high wooden tower, and countless skeletons carried the wooden tower below, slowly moving toward the city wall.

"kill--"

With the command of the commander of the undead army, countless skeletons flooded the city head and launched a fierce fighting with the opponent's soldiers.

In the sky, the frost dragons roared, and the ground was a sea of ​​dense skeletons. They were not afraid of death. Like the tide, they launched successive waves of attacks on the city.

The enemies are also very tenacious, but they can't stop the crazy tide of the skeleton. The gates of the city are broken, and the undead enter in a big way. The enemies retreat while fighting, and finally retreat to the center of the city.

The undead are powerful, and they are not inferior in street fighting. They quickly kill the enemy in corpses and bleed into rivers.

As the last warrior fell, the army of undead occupied the whole city. They executed the nobles of the city. Under the butcher's knife of the undead, all the citizens selected their surrender.

After leaving some soldiers to guard the city, most of them continued to advance, and the undead army was conquered, conquering one city after another. These cities were all covered with **** skulls symbolizing the Scourge, and countless races. The strong are trembling under the might of the undead army.

Undead fierce, dominate the world, defeat the major legions, and conquer countless races.

All of this in front of him made Ron look bloody, and wished he could be a part of this terrible legion, to fight, to fight, and to achieve the reputation of the Scourge.

"This is already a thing of the past, and now the Scourge Army is totally vulnerable ..."

At this time, the gloomy voice of the Lich King came from Ron's ear. At this time, the picture in front of him changed and became the main plane of the undead where the Scourge.

In the eyes of Ron, there was an endless plain. Ron soon saw that the two armies met on the plain and quickly started a confrontation. One side was the undead, with a number of tens of thousands of people and a necromancer. , Death knight, undead warrior, etc., all kinds of occupations are complete, from the equipment point of view, it is also a powerful first-class legion.

Faced with the army of undead, it is an unknown race that Ron has never seen. They are shorter, but they are not like dwarves. Except for a small number of soldiers in front, most of them are magicians with sticks. The number is also less than the undead, only about a few thousand people.

This race, which is much shorter than the dwarves, is called a dwarf. Those who hold the staff are not magicians, but arcanists. It is a kind of magic-like power and much stronger than magical mysteries.

It must be said that meeting the army of undead on the plains several times more than oneself is a very unfortunate thing for the pygmy legion. Everyone tightened their nerves and waited.

The headed Necromancer said something aloud, and the undead who received the order began to act. They played the banner of the Scourge and surrounded the dwarf legion. The inner three layers and the outer three layers were like an iron. The barrel is average, ready to wipe out this weak legion in one fell swoop.

Faced with multiple enemies, the Gnomish Legion was awe-inspiring. They slowly retreated and formed a defensive formation. The Gnomish Arcanists began to use Arcane to bless their warriors.

A battle is on the verge!

At this time, the Scourge began to attack, and countless undead swarmed to the enemy like a tide.

"Kill ... Kill ... Kill ..."

The two sides launched a fierce battle, and the battle was as fierce as ever. Perhaps it is undoubtedly that they will die. The gnome legion has exploded with a strong fighting power. The radiance of grudge and arcane flashes ceaselessly. According to the state, and gradually leaned towards the dwarf side.

Compared with the powerful combat power of the Gnome Legion, the battle of the undead seemed a bit irritable and aggressive. When the situation gradually turned to favor the gnomes, it seemed to flinch.

At this time, the camp of the undead began to chaos, and at this time the gnome army immediately launched a counterattack. A large number of undead were destroyed, and a black mist disappeared into the air, and the undead mage without the protection of undead creatures were very Quickly reduced to the object of being slaughtered, the dwarf arcanist bombarded to the **** with arcane bombs ...

Fear was contagious, and soon the entire army was pervaded. Some people began to retreat and fled, which immediately became an unprecedented defeat.

The Gnomish Legion chased and took advantage of the situation to further expand the results. On the undead, they once again created a classic battle with less wins and more ...

Ron opened his mouth wide and couldn't close for a long time. This ... is this the Scourge that he just saw? How could the Scourge be like this?

Ron felt a trace of ridicule as he watched trampled on the ground into a shattered **** flag.

Shame, it is shame! With the advantage of several times the number of enemies, he fought such a terrible battle, and even a dozen gnomes drove hundreds of undead like ducks.

Blood burst into Ron's face. He squeezed his fists tightly, his body shaking irresistibly, and his eyes became blood red.

The shouting and killing in the distance had not stopped, and the figures in black robes fell to the ground. In a moment, the body penetrated several swords. At the same time, the arrogant laughter of the enemy came, and the laughter was full of extremes. The taste of contempt.

The nobility of the undead and the dignity of the undead were thoroughly trampled by the gnome less than one meter high. At this moment, Ron was angry.

"Are you angry? But now is not the time for you to be angry ..."

When Ron was angry, the voice of the Lich King rang in his ears, when he asked.

"How do you see the difference between the undead army and the undead army between them?"

what is the difference?

Ron was questioned all at once, and he carefully recalled the two scenes he had just seen. It didn't take long for him to understand.

"What I saw in the first scene is that the faces of the undead, with strong self-confidence, unprecedented domineering, and fighting will to die ... but the second unseen eyes of the undead are gone These things are replaced by a kind of confusion, cowardice, and even the courage to fight ... "

Ron said cautiously.

"Good!" The Lich King nodded slightly. "Then do you know what they lack?"

Ron shook his head blankly.

"confidence!"

The Lich King said decisively, "These undead have lost their self-confidence. If the army is not strong without self-confidence, they will eventually be defeated. Without self-confidence, the undead ... they are not worthy of being called undead!"

The words of the Lich King made Ron feel awkward and the haze disappeared, as if the way ahead had become brighter.

"I get it! Lord Lich King ..." Ron nodded heavily.

"Go, Ron, always keep in mind your mission, the hope of the undead family ... will fall on you ..." The Lich King nodded slightly, and after this sentence, his figure flashed into a ghost. , And then slowly disappeared.

Ron was anxious and shouted, "Master Lich King, Lord Lich King ..."

But the Lich King did not seem to hear, the figure had disappeared in place, leaving only a chaotic dead space.

"This is gone?"

Ron was disappointed. The Lich King suddenly appeared and hurried away, leaving many unsolved mysteries. Ron still had many questions to ask.

"My mission ..."

Thinking of the scene just now, Ron couldn't help but smile bitterly, he could feel that the Lich King had high hopes on him, but the Lich King could not afford to be too worthy of himself, how to revitalize the important mission of the undead family, how could it fall to him like a human Body? Even the Klein of the Undead family, both in strength and prestige, is much better than his undead mage, which is cultivated by humans. At least, now he is not Klein's opponent at all.

"Master Lich King, why are you leaving this? Even if you don't teach me how to defeat that guy, at least teach me how to leave this Klein's dead space, is there only the word" confidence "? "Ron looked at a chaotic death space and smiled helplessly. The Lich King appeared in the death space and met Ron, and left after talking a lot of nonsense. In the end, there was no solution. This joke fell down. It's a bit big.

"and many more……"

Ron narrowed his smile and became serious. He pondered for a moment, his eyes flashing.

"I understand, the self-confidence that Lord Lich King said ... that is, I have to strengthen my faith. As long as the faith is firm, nothing can be overcome ..."

"This is the most lacking thing in the bones of the defeated undead!"

Ron raised his head slowly, his eyes fixed in his eyes, and under the guidance of the Lich King, he was defeated by Klein, and his confidence that fell to the bottom of the valley was completely restored.

"Thank you ... Lord Lich King, from this moment on, I am no longer lost ..." Ron said in a word, the raging fighting fire, burning again from his heart ...