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"You guys, do you want to live?" Zhao Yuanlang's corpse floated in front of Nozdormu and others who were tied into a ball by the wooden dragon.

The dogs nodded quickly, not showing any backbone like a dragon.

"Very good, then go and find Nefarian for me. He has been bewitched by the Old Gods and has gone completely crazy. His body is filled with the Old Gods' energy. I have no doubt that those Void Lords will be attracted by him and transform him into an Old God. If you can do it, you will live well. If you are a step late before we find you, then you have no value in existence! Do you understand?" Zhao Yuanlang's good corpse said, touching Nozdormu's chin.

Nozdormu's dragon head was covered in sweat and he nodded quickly. He then found that the wooden dragons on them had disappeared and they all fell to the ground in a mess.

They got up in a panic, then scattered quickly. They would lead their men to find Nefarian even if they had to dig three feet underground.

The souls of the Titans who were originally outside the Elras protective shield have dissipated, and they hid again. They observed quietly because they wanted to monitor what Zhao Yuanlang did.

Zhao Yuanlang's three clones slowly floated in the sky. As long as Nefarian returned to Azeroth from Outland, destruction would be waiting for him.

The human coalition forces in the Eastern Continent were surprised to find that the group of undead creatures had been retreating, as if they had disappeared overnight. The human coalition forces advanced step by step, and finally they found countless undead creatures in the capital of Lordaeron.

Moreover, the human coalition also discovered countless giant dragons flying madly in the sky, as if looking for something.

Zhao Yuanlang's three clones didn't have to wait long. Soon, the space and time fluctuated and Naxxramas appeared.

Just as he was about to strike a pose to look down on the world, he saw Zhao Yuanlang's three clones and found that he was surrounded.

"Nazario, I have waited long enough for you, a dog who has lost himself and betrayed his master!"

Neltharion was shaking all over. He felt terrible. He didn't check the calendar before going out. He said nothing and just plunged into the sea. He wanted to escape.

But Zhao Yuanlang's obsessive clone just waved his hand, and countless wooden dragons roared away. Then the famous Deathwing was tied up like a big dumpling and held in the hands of Zhao Yuanlang's obsessive clone, like a grasshopper on a rope.

Soon, the other guardian dragons arrived, and they secretly hated Neltharion when they saw him tied up. Damn bastard, this time it killed them, they didn't forget what Zhao Yuanlang said, if they caught Neltharion later than Zhao Yuanlang, they would be annihilated.

Before they could beg for mercy, Zhao Yuanlang's obsession clone waved his other hand, and the group of guardian dragons were tied up. Like Nefarian, they were held in the hands of Zhao Yuanlang's obsession clone.

"Then how should we divide it! Five dogs and three of us." Zhao Yuanlang's benevolent clone looked at the five struggling dragons.

"One for you, one for me, and one for him, that's three now. Why don't you give the remaining two to the original body? I particularly like this one." Zhao Yuanlang's evil corpse smiled and poked the particularly restless Nefarian with the Frostmourne in his hand.

"No, no, no, no! No!" Naxxramas watched in horror as Zhao Yuanlang's evil corpse carried him over, and then he shrank infinitely until he became the size of a meatball.

Zhao Yuanlang's evil corpse opened his mouth, opened his mouth in front of Naxxramas' horrified gaze, and swallowed Naxxramas in one gulp.

The creaking sound made the other guardian dragons feel chilled to their core. It was really the end.

"It looks delicious! Let's eat it quickly!" Zhao Yuanlang's obsessive clone handed Nozdormu to his benevolent clone, the sun god Sang.

Sang smiled, then after a few shivers, the struggling Nozdormu swallowed him in one gulp.

The other three dragons trembled all over, and no one knew who would be eaten next. Soon, one of them was picked up, and it was the Red Dragon Queen. Then the remaining two were swallowed by the portal that suddenly appeared.

Zhao Yuanlang's three clones looked at each other and decided it was time to end it. The three of them flew towards Northrend because they had to solve the problem of the Scourge.

Under the Frozen Throne in Northrend, countless Undead armies watched in silence as Zhao Yuanlang's evil clone walked on the mountain road. They crouched low and looked at the master of the Burning Legion.

In the end, Arthas stood beside the Frozen Throne, holding Frostmourne in his hand, and sat steadily on the throne. Countless undead roared to the sky, but Zhao Yuanlang's evil clone Arthas had no expression. It seemed that the whole world was isolated from him, and countless snowflakes could not fall on him.

Soon, two thrones appeared in mid-air around his throne, one shining with golden light and the other a wooden throne. Zhao Yuanlang's kindness and obsession clones also appeared one after another.

"Shall we begin?" Arthas looked at the two men, and they nodded.

What shocked the Undead Scourge was that boundless energy began to gather, and then a huge space gate appeared in the Undead Scourge army at the foot of the mountain.

Then the Undead Legions originally stationed in other places began to rush towards the Frozen Throne. They entered the portal one after another until the last Undead disappeared in the continent of Northrend.

Afterwards, Zhao Yuanlang's three clones also disappeared. When they reappeared, they had already arrived at the capital of Lordaeron. Outside, the human army with flags flying had surrounded the place tightly.

They looked at Zhao Yuanlang and the other two in the air. The trumpeter blew the horn, and countless human armies gathered.

The gate of Lordaeron's capital was also opened. Led by the Dreadlord, they walked out fearlessly and knelt respectfully before Zhao Yuanlang's three clones.

"The horn of the decisive battle has sounded. It's time for us to gather all our strength. Our Burning Legion will destroy the void! Let's go!" After Arthas gave the order, three space gates opened.

An extremely powerful evil aura came from the other side of the portal. The human coalition looked at the huge crowds of Burning Legion soldiers on the other side of the portal in horror. Behind them, there were three towering figures sitting on the throne.

Soon they saw the undead army walking into the portal in an orderly manner. They did not dare to act rashly and they did not know what to do.

Soon, the place became empty, with only the decaying capital of Lordaeron remaining in front of everyone.

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In the Burning Legion's base camp, Zhao Yuanlang sat lazily on his throne, with Aggramar and Argus sitting on the two thrones beside him.

Zhao Yuanlang's three clones slowly walked out of the portal in the hall, and behind them was a continuous army brought from Azeroth.

In the square outside the hall, countless soldiers gathered together in an orderly manner. The four generals Velen, Kil'jaeden, Archimonde, and the Elf Queen Azshara led the lords of the Burning Legion along the wide steps towards the hall.

They include the Dreadlord Lord Tichondrius, the Abyss Lord Mannoroth, the Doomguard Lord Kaz'roga, the Shi'vara Lord Shahlas, the Fel Lord Zakuun and so on.