Chapter 208 Frostmourne
When the first ray of sunshine shone on Lordaeron's capital, the killing that lasted for a night finally came to the end. Lordaeron's imperial guards quickly controlled the situation with the help of a portal of cheating. Almost all the mutated believers were killed.
As the sun sets, the few remaining mutant monsters are weakened to the extreme. Several angry citizens use some simple weapons to tear them apart. The chaos is over, the killing is over, but the wounds are just beginning to hurt.
Terenas did not rest, and he sat in the conference hall for a night. No news could make his face look better. When it was over, Terenas finally spoke.
"It's over? Do you tell me this is called ending? No, it's just the beginning, whether it's for them or us."
Terenas said something a little vague, but most people still heard it clearly. It was impossible for their king to swallow this shame.
"Tell me the casualties." His voice was hoarse, with a sharp murderous intent.
"It's not possible to count for the time being, it may take one day."
"Tell me the casualties." Terenas seemed to have not heard his subordinates' answers, and repeated his question word for word.
The government officials around him almost fell to the ground, and the murderous aura on Terenas was as solid as the substance made him sweat all over his body.
"According to incomplete statistics, about 4,000 civilians died last night, and more than 5,000 injured. More than 400 soldiers died in the battle. More than a dozen houses were destroyed, and the financial losses were temporarily unestimated."
"Four thousand citizens died. As kings and those in power, why don't we protect our people?"
“…”
No one dares to speak. Those who are qualified to be in this hall are all real people. No one is fool. They know that no matter what they say at this time, they are wrong.
“Is no one talking?”
"Palmer, tell me why the MIIS didn't respond in advance."
"We made a mistake. The MIIS began to pay attention to the Curse Sect a month ago. But we never raised their danger level. We always thought they were just a group of bewitched villagers."
"Those bewitched villagers destroyed my city and made me lose face throughout the continent. Who do you think is the responsibility?"
The man named Palmer trembled all over and his right hand subconsciously reached his waist. But at the last moment, he endured it. Every intelligence officer of the MIIS, all his family members were under the control of the country. So he did not dare to resist. And even if he really wanted to resist, there was no chance of life or death.
The first swordsman in the palace standing beside Terenas and the chief sect were not something he could compete with. He lowered his arms at the most and let the guards drag him out.
"Hunt, from today on, you will reorganize the MIIS."
"Yes, Your Majesty." A somewhat thin man stood up and took on the task. Once an organization like the MIIS reorganized, it means that countless heads fell to the ground. However, the man had begun to show some obscure excitement. Perhaps such a person is the most suitable MIIS.
"Also, the young man named Tiffliodin last night was very good. Such talented people should be treated better. Also, help me meet with the envoys of the Storm Kingdom. Others can leave."
"Your Majesty, you have not slept for a night. You need rest."
"You think there were a few people in the capital who fell asleep last night."
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At the other end of the world, Northrend. At this time, a melee was in progress. Dozens of blue dragons resurrected by the undead magic were flying in the air. They spit out blue flames and dive from time to time, destroying all their enemies. However, their own troops were still retreating step by step.
The huge spider demon in the form of half-human and half-spiders, as well as the sheer giant spider, the roaring giant bear, and various Zerg mutations are crazy attacking the Crown Glacier. In a huge ice cube on the top of the glacier, Ner's zombie possessed in black armor is asking for help from his master.
"You incompetent waste, I let you conquer the kingdom of mankind, but you can't even control Northrend. Maybe you need to consider changing to a new spokesperson."
"No, give me another chance. I can definitely do it. I just need a little help. The Aki Zerg joins forces with the grizzlies. The Frost Trolls are also a little ready to move. I need some help to make them truly surrender to the darkness. With just one, I can completely control Northrend."
There was no sound in the void for a long time. Naozu even thought he had been given up. He had already begun to think about how to get out. This cunning old guy always prepared a way out for himself.
However, in the void, an extreme chill mixed with the breath of death rushed towards him. A little cold light flashed in the air, and then followed by a sharp call, stabbed in front of the ice. At the same time, the armor in the ice seemed to have resonated with some kind of resonance and began to vibrate continuously.
Naozu only felt that his body had an inexplicable connection with the sword. As the armor continued to shake, the ice cube finally shattered, and the sword also rose up from the ground and flew directly into the armor's hands.
Just like a lover who had been separated for a long time, the sword and armor burst into unprecedented enthusiasm as soon as they contacted. Naozu could not even control that enthusiasm, and could only swing a sword forward with instinct. An unprecedented fluctuation exploded.
The moment the energy fluctuation touched the ground, it quickly spread out in a ring shape, and instantly arrived at the Nibrudi team that had already arrived at the city. Darkness bloomed at that moment. All creatures fell down at that moment, and the power of ice and death brushed past their **. All Zergs, giant bears, various fragmented walrus people, iron dwarves and other creatures were not spared. A gray-white frozen mark appeared on them, and the next second they all fell straight down, becoming a cold corpse.
However, this is not the most terrifying. What is really terrifying is what happened next. All the fallen Zerg soldiers suddenly moved after a few breaths. They dragged their stiff bodies to their undead companions.
As time goes by, their bodies become more and more flexible, and even return to a level that is almost the same as before. However, this did not change their behavior, but only made them wave weapons at their compatriots faster.
Chapter completed!