The Lich King of the American comic world

We should build more ziming towers as soon as possible,

With them, the population can expand rapidly. "

After Steve finished speaking, he walked to the first psychic tower, which was almost half built, and carefully looked at the project under construction.

The psychic tower occupies a small area and is mainly used for collecting soul energy and defense. It is the basic guarantee for the undead population.

Recently, I needed management staff, and Coulson was also brought in by Nelson to help.

"Stee, these people are basically ordinary people at the bottom, and they have almost no special abilities.

We are seriously short of grassroots management personnel,

It is not obvious that there are fewer people now, but when there are more people,

All kinds of problems will be highlighted, and even cause all kinds of confusion. "

Coulson's words touched the sore spots, but there was no rush,

Steve replied: "We can only temporarily select some people from among them to fill up the number temporarily. The population expansion has to be accelerated."

Mal'Ganis spread his hands, and stretched his bat wings, "What can I do?

Boss, you don't allow me to kill people, otherwise a swarm of rancid bees will be enough to have a population. "

Having said that, Mal'Ganis leaned closer to Steve and said quietly:

"I can inspire human hostility and desire, and magnify the dark side in their hearts.

Do you want me to do some manipulations to trigger a large-scale conflict every once in a while?

Wouldn't we have a stable source then? "

Coulson heard what Mal'Ganis said and advised him:

"Put your little thoughts away, Mal'Ganis.

There are many people with weird abilities in this world. If someone finds out that you are behind the trick,

The network of relationships that Steve had built up with great difficulty all failed.

It's ridiculous to say that, our countries on the earth can manufacture weapons that can destroy the earth more than 1000 times.

What I mean by destruction is the kind that turns the earth into an environment unsuitable for living things. "

Mal'Ganis sighed after hearing the words: "Those weapons... I can only say that the people on Earth are really a group of little experts who want to kill..."

Mal'Ganis has seen countless technologies for so many days,

Not only learned to drive,

They can even operate computers to pour water online.

After learning about the evolution history and war history of this world,

Mal'Ganis was impressed by the nuclear weapon called the "atom bomb."

So he also knew that Coulson was not alarmist,

It also indirectly figured out why Steve chose to develop in a low-key manner.

Not only because Steve wants to embark on a path of protection that is different from that of Alsace,

There is another reason, probably because of the huge threat of nuclear weapons.

If the undead expand wildly,

Given the urgency of the US government launching nuclear bombs on New York, do you think they will send a few nuclear bombs to the base of the undead?

"I can't live anymore, and I will drag you on my back when I die..."

In the face of nuclear bombs, Steve himself might run away,

But if you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple,

At that time, the undead base that has been painstakingly established will not only accept the fate of being wiped out.

Before there is enough strength to make the human government cast a mouse,

It might be a good choice to grow up.

Chapter 251 Kel'Thuzad

Now there are more than 100 undead reincarnators,

Their most important task now is to build the spiritual tower.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, and the world seems to have returned to calm...

Steve was quietly waiting for the next opportunity to open the portal to summon another buddy.

It has been 3 months since the incident of mutants,

The 3 months from the original agreement between Steve and Blade have already passed.

Wheelers had already told Blade about the fact that Steve had "deceived" him and Blade.

But after Dao Feng learned the truth, he still chose to fulfill his promise,

For Stie to continue to search for the treasure in the memory of the vampire lord,

He even worked harder and more willingly than before!

On the hospital bed in the medical room of the Seventh Building,

Wheelers was lying on the bed, pointing to a flamboyant evening dress on the pad and asked:

"Cough cough cough... Boss, what do you think I will wear this dress to attend the funeral?"

His face was haggard and dark yellow at the moment, exuding the rotten air of imminent death,

Not even the fortified serum could stop his cancer, mutated by vampiric poison,

Cancer cells had devoured his body in just a few months.

Steve, who was sitting by the window and wanted to accompany Wheelers through the last part of his life, couldn't help but spit out when he heard the words:

"You're going to a ghost funeral! Are you the one lying in the coffin!"

"Since it's being attended by people, then you can't dress too casually..."

"All right, all right, wear whatever you like."

For the next two hours, Steve said he couldn't bear to be tortured by this increasingly nagging old guy,

Until Steve's patience ran out and he said:

"Just die once, what's the big deal."

Wheelers breathed his last at around 5 a.m.

In the daytime of the next day, the boss and employees of the Seventh Building held a beautiful funeral for him.

After the funeral was completed, Steve performed the transformation ceremony of the high-level undead for the old buddy who followed him first...

12pm,

in the cemetery,

Wheelers, dressed in a well-chosen gown, climbed out of the coffin.

"Ah! It turns out that this is the feeling of becoming an undead. It's really relaxing!

Apart from not being able to secretly scold Steve in my heart, everything else seems to be pretty good! "

......

In another universe,

The erosion of the void has become more and more crazy.

Naaru, who possesses the power of the holy light, in order to be able to deal with the void lords and their minions who use the power of shadow,

Start forcing all the races they can touch to infuse the power of the Holy Light!

Since naaru appeared in the universe of warcraft,

The impression he left on countless people is that he is "Wei Guangzheng",

They are the embodiment of the Holy Light and synonymous with justice.

With the development of the plot to the point where it is now, the believers of the Holy Light can actually be divided into two categories.

The first category is people like Fording, Uther, and Archbishop Villen,

They are favored by the Holy Light because of their incomparable devotion to the Holy Light, and they can use the power of the Holy Light.

The other type of people are people like Turalyon and the Holy Light Legion who receive the infusion of the naaru holy light and serve the holy light.

They are fundamentally different,

The first category is voluntary and has free will,

And the second category is passive infusion, which can almost be regarded as a puppet of the Holy Light!

Naaru began to force everyone to receive the infusion of the Holy Light,

Anyone who resists will be killed,

People finally discovered that the power of the Holy Light is not justice,

It is just to fight against the shadows, and it is constantly absorbing believers to accumulate strength.

Power itself has no distinction between justice and evil,

What distinguishes good from evil is the person who uses power.

"Malganis, you said that your recent luck has basically returned to normal?"

Steve confirmed with Mal'Ganis again that this information is really important after all, and Steve didn't want Mr. Ke, whom he finally summoned, to be taken away by a bolt of lightning.

"Yes boss, I've been here for so long, today is the first time I went out without stepping on anything related to shi!"

"Then will you still fall into the ditch? When you use evil energy, will you still set yourself on fire?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Hearing Mal'Ganis' swearing guarantee, Steve nodded and said:

"Very good, then let's start calling again!"

In order to welcome the arrival of new companions,

Steve and a group of undead friends gathered in front of the portal,

But this time, Norman Osborn and Wheelers were more witnesses to the summoning ceremony.

The ceremony begins,

The Lich King stood in front of the portal with Frostmourne in his hand.

"Boss! You must remember to say your name this time!"

"Shut up!" Steve shouted sternly after being poked to the point of embarrassment.

"Oh!"

Steve's spiritual power began to seep into the portal,

Through the portal, he began to search for the soul that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

The cold winds of Northrend still howl,

But today the wind is different from the past,

Its whistling sound seems to be mixed with a slight whisper...

"Kel'Thuzad..."

"My adjutant..."

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, in the ruins covered by heavy snow, as the wind continues to call,

A box with a simple and ordinary shape suddenly and slowly opened by itself.

"Who is calling me...?"