Chapter 2531: Elemental Spirit's Warning

Another wave of zombies came, artillery fire and screams rang out. Muradin and Shen Long immediately grabbed their weapons and prepared to fight. The zombie assault team was approaching, and this time their number seemed to be much more than before.

Muradin grabbed his beard and looked around with sharp eyes. The sound of fighting came from outside the camp boundary. He looked a little pessimistic, "It doesn't look good, we are completely surrounded. Our journey seems to be coming to an end, al Sass, we will be trapped and freeze to death on the roof of this desolate world, only the god of death will remember us and sing the dirge of our demise."

Shen Long roughly glanced at the number of zombies, "We can win, don't forget, there is me here, and Jaina!" The number of these zombies is just enough to make them feel uncomfortable, but it will not completely lose the chance of winning, These dwarves, combined with their own light and Jaina's magic, can still win.

Muradin glanced away, "But... well man, I've always had some concerns about that sword, and to be honest, what you said before may be right, the timing of this sword's appearance is too coincidental."

Shen Long understood his words, "You...you want to tell me that you already know how to find it?" In this way, Ner'zhul can be found. Shen Long looked at the surrounding scenery and recalled the map. Ner'zhul's lair is indeed not far away.

"This is good news. Only by defeating Ner'zhul can the natural disaster of the undead be completely resolved. Otherwise, both humans and dwarves will pay a huge price! So, now, let's clean up these guys first, and then go to Ner'zhul !" Shen Long's war hammer lit up with a milky white holy light, and the holy light sprinkled on the dwarves, adding BUFF to them.

These dwarves became braver and more agile. They kept using muskets and hammers to kill the zombies. At the same time, Shen Long gave Jaina an order, "Jianna, shoot a fireball to your left front!" There is a zombie encirclement These guys just rely on instinct to fight, and there are too many loopholes in the formation.

Muradin rushed forward with a roar, "Alsace, I will give you command here!" After these days of fighting, he had already understood Shen Long's command ability and trusted him, so he was willing to hand over the command power to him. He started to charge himself.

"Daffin, attack to your right, Balgan, you cover Daffin from the left, and the rest follow behind Muradin!" Shen Long changed a BUFF, and the dwarves easily broke through according to his order. The defense line of the zombies has caused huge damage to them. War is an art, and it is not enough to rush forward without fear of death.

Jaina continued to release fireballs according to Shen Long's order, disrupting the formation of the zombies, and then Muradin led people to rush to clean up the remnants of the enemy through the gaps opened by Jaina. With all their strength, this group of zombies was finally cleaned up by them.

"Arthas, you are an excellent commander!" Muradin said while sitting on the ground panting heavily. This was probably the happiest battle he had ever participated in. Such a hearty victory made Muradin very excited.

"But this doesn't solve the problem. There are 200,000 zombies in Northrend. We only have this number of people. Sooner or later we will be exhausted!" Despite Shen Long's command and Holy Light to help them heal, the battle Some dwarves still lost their lives, and Muradin's team was reduced again. If this kind of battle happens a few more times, they will all be finished. "So we must find Ner'zhul as soon as possible."

"Well, if your guess is correct and Ner'zhul and Frostmourne are together, then I should be able to find him soon!" Muradin took out a map and a strange glowing object.

They rested for a while, leaving most of the soldiers behind, and only brought a few people to look for Ner'zhul. Such a number of people fighting was meaningless, and bringing more people would be bad.

Muradin looked at the map and the irregularly pulsating luminous object from time to time, shouting for guidance, and they marched as fast as possible in the deep snow according to his guidance, only occasionally stopping to check the direction and take a very short rest , Dark clouds gathered, covering the sky and the sun, and it began to snow, which slowed down their progress even more.

They moved forward mechanically, and the heavy snow made them only able to see the range a few yards ahead. They no longer knew which direction they were going, and they didn't care anymore. They just followed Muradin and moved their legs. Time seemed to have lost its meaning. It may have been for a few minutes, or it may have been for a few days.

Finally, Muradin's voice woke them up from their numbness, "Over there," Muradin said, pointing forward almost devoutly, "it's right there."

They stopped, blinked, their eyelashes froze from the snow that kept them fully open, and they stood at the entrance of a cave that looked glaring and ominous against the cloudy sky of swirling white snow. There was a certain kind of light in the cave, a blue-green soft light, and he managed to catch a glimpse. Although exhausted and almost frozen, everyone felt a burst of excitement. Shen Long recalled the scene in the game, "Neo Zu is here."

"Frostmourne is also here, such a precious treasure cannot be left there waiting for someone to pick it up, we have to be careful." Muradin reminded, they followed behind Muradin, walked in vigilantly, and suddenly liberated from the blizzard , everyone felt even more excited, and then they went further into the center of the cave.

The light he glimpsed just now outside the cave turned out to be from the blue crystals and mineral veins on the cave wall, cave roof and ground. Thanks to the illumination provided by these crystals, the soldiers could concentrate on holding their weapons instead of raising torches.

At this moment, they heard some voices, these voices were deep, hollow and cold, and their anxious voice floated to everyone's ears, "Go back, mortals, in this forgotten treasure house, all that awaits you is death and darkness , you can’t go there.”

Muradin paused. "Man, I'm afraid we'll have to listen to them."

"They may be right, but if Ner'zhul is not defeated, sooner or later Lordaeron will become a place of death and darkness!" Shen Long sighed.

Turning a corner, they saw the owner of the icy voice. These things were suspended on the cold stone floor of the cave. They were not made of water, but ice and some strange substance. They were also wearing armor. More precisely, they seemed to be Growing from armor, they have helmets but no faces, gauntlets and weapons but no arms.

And Frostmourne is just ahead.

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