Chinese Warriors in World of Warcraft

Chapter 615 Attack!Stitch Field (44)

Bihuus is very strong, but he is nothing in front of the original stone statue.

The weapons specially made by the Titan Guardians to protect the Sholazar Basin are naturally extraordinary, and Bycius didn't even persist for half a minute before falling to the ground and turning into a cold corpse.

"Wow, next one!"

An Weena was obviously addicted, shouted, and manipulated the Primordial Stone Statue to rush to another boss in the distance:

Demon Ugres of a Thousand Tombs.

Ugres is not an abomination, but a giant.

It is a giant about the size of Alkavon, but it is no longer a living giant, but a resurrected undead.

It is very strong, and it should have the strength second only to Alkavon in life. It is an ordinary legendary level, even among giants, it should be a leader level figure.

It died, was resurrected, and possessed the same strength as in life.

The reason why Jiang Jie asked Sulkalu to deal with it was because the current Sulkalu barely possessed the strength of an ordinary legendary level.

However, Anveena, who was so playful, didn't care about Sulkaru at all, and rushed directly to Ugres.

"Anveena! It's mine!"

One kilometer away, Sulkalu was furious and charged crazily.

"Can't hear, can't hear! Your voice is too low, I can't hear you!"

Anwei Na didn't turn her head back, she raised her little hand and waved it, then pointed at Ugres in front and shouted: "Big man, charge me!"

Jiang Jie smiled lightly and shook his head.

The mountain was steep, covered with snow, and it was difficult to move. Surkalu couldn't catch up.

Forget it, I'll find a trainer for Sulkalu in the future, it's more important to solve these undead now.

In the distance, Heskern flew into the sky.

Heskern is a blue dragon, about the size of Sapphiron.

However, unlike Sapphiron, although it was resurrected as an undead, the flesh and skin and scales on its body are still there, and it looks no different from other adult blue dragons.

But it has mastered the power of death, stronger than before, and barely reached the legendary level.

However, strong men of this level were no longer considered by Jiang Jie.

Half a minute later, the Excalibur flashed, and Heskern fell from the sky.

Jiang Jie lowered his head and saw that Ugres had been killed by the Yuansheng stone statue, so angry that Sulkalu slapped his chest and yelled.

The Primordial Stone Statue is indeed too terrifying. Unless Arthas comes in person, there is really no one in the Scourge Legion that is its opponent.

Perhaps Anub'arak is qualified to confront it head-on, but Anub'arak has rebelled and returned to the command of the Old God.

"Okay, stop playing!"

Jiang Jie held the divine sword in his hand and swung a ten-meter-long sword light: "Don't worry about these shabby undead, let's go to Icecrown Glacier for a fight!"

In the west of the Icecrown Glacier, near the foot of the Avalanche Mountain, there are tens of thousands of undead stationed, a vital undead station, here:

suture field.

Arthas basically occupied the entire Icecrown Glacier. Under his command were vrykuls, frost dragons and other extremely terrifying arms, and under these arms, there were abominations.

Here, is the place where hatred is produced.

All kinds of corpses were transported here, and then turned into huge abominations through the necromancy spells and stitching crafts of the necromancers.

Among them are many giant abominations, who are qualified to challenge the undead vrykul.

It can be said that the abomination produced here provided at least one-tenth of the Scourge's troops——

There are already quite a few!
After all, the vrykul accounted for almost one-third of the troops, the frost dragons and gargoyles accounted for another third, and the rest were ordinary undead troops, and among all the ordinary ground undead troops, the abomination must be the strongest.

If this stitching field can be destroyed, it is equivalent to destroying one of the most important troop production lines of the Scourge, and at least one-tenth of the troop's birth can be delayed.It would be impossible to recreate such a suture field in less than a month.

Therefore, taking advantage of the fact that the Stone Statue of Origin was just born, and Arthas still couldn't react, Jiang Jie decided to make a sneak attack.

If Alsace reacted and sent the Frost Dragon and the Vrykul Dragon Knight over, they would be as powerful as Jiang Jie and the Primordial Stone Statue, but they would still be unstoppable.

After all, those arms are too terrifying. Once they reach a certain level, let alone legendary, I am afraid that even a demigod will find it difficult to compete.

Now is the best time.

"Anvena, contact Master Meili, I need the help of Naxxramas!" Jiang Jie said decisively.

There are tens of thousands of undead in the stitching field. Once a siege forms, I still can't stand it.

Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while, Naxxramas and the Forgotten should also be dispatched!
The foothills are very steep, and the average altitude of the Icecrown Glacier is at least 1000 meters higher than that of the Sholazar Basin, and it is icy and snowy. Surkalu and the original stone statues are inconvenient to move, and there are a lot of undead blocking the way, and the sea of ​​undead is endless.

Sulkalu soon couldn't take it anymore, and couldn't stop the tide of undead, so he could only hide behind the stone statue of origin with great aggrievedness, picking up the leak.

After all, it is still too weak in the face of this sea of ​​undead.

The original stone statue is not afraid at all.

The energy in its body is limited, but before the energy is exhausted, even if Alsace comes, he may not be able to defeat it, and the Sea of ​​Undead is not afraid.

You know, it is immune to magic!Most mages have no effect on it at all!

After less than an hour and a half, they finally went up the mountain and came to the sewing field.

At the same time, Alsace, sitting on the "New Frozen Throne" in the Icecrown Fortress that was being rebuilt, opened his eyes.

"Nicholas, here you come!"

He stood up slowly, his whole body was icy cold, and his cold eyes were frightening: "Command! Send Sirksar to the suture field for support!"

Afterwards, he pulled out Frostmourne, a 80 meter long frost dragon, flew into the sky.

"Sindragosa, attack Sholazar Basin with me!"

Over Jotunheim to the north, a flying fortress floated above the clouds, hiding from the sight of the vrykul.

During this time, the Forsaken were busy monitoring the Vrykul, planning to snatch Saronite and Ancient Blood Ore. Those ores were very important and contained extremely powerful power, even the power of the ancient god Yogg-Saron, to create The completed weapons and armor are at least of the excellent level.

After Faol and Meri researched, they decided to rob these ores to create the best weapons and armor for the Forsaken.

In the command room, Meili ended the call with Anveena, and soon found King Solas in the military area, and told him Jiang Jie's request.

"Nicholas needs our help? He asked us to stop Alsace?"

King Solas pulled out the magic sword Apocalypse: "Then let's go! I also want to see, which one is stronger, Apocalypse or Frostmourne!"

(End of this chapter)