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The Scourge army arrived here yesterday and launched an attack on the paladins. The timing of Rhodes and his group's arrival can be described as perfect.
"Rhodes, the situation here is worse than we expected!" the female mage said.
“There are indeed quite a lot of undead…” Rhodes frowned.
The surrounding area was littered with the corpses of human soldiers and civilians, as well as the remains of several paladins.
The remains of these paladins were neatly arranged; they were precious materials for transforming into death knights and were carefully protected by the Scourge.
Rhodes sighed, picked up a torch, and burned the remains of the paladins to prevent the Scourge from desecrating them.
"Rhodes, what do you plan to do? How are we going to rescue Lord Uther?" the female mage asked Rhodes.
“I intend to use a special spell to disguise the two of us as undead creatures,” Rhodes Solo said after a moment.
Forcing our way in is definitely not an option; there are too many undead creatures nearby. We must act stealthily.
At this point, a special spell can be used: the Magic Disguise Technique, which appears in level two magic guilds.
Rhodes had already tested this spell before, and its effect in reality was simple: to hide troops and apply transformation magic to them.
And they can turn seemingly weak units into super-powerful units, or vice versa.
"Disguise magic? Is it something like mirror magic?" the female mage asked curiously.
"No, it's a spell to disguise us as undead. I'll cast it in a moment, and the two of us will be disguised as ordinary undead skeletons," Rhodes said.
The art of disguise will make you the most powerful force in your army, and Rhodes's approach is simple: send all the units in his army back to the city.
And after pulling out the skeleton soldiers and using the disguise spell, Rhodes and Jaina will turn into two skeleton soldiers.
"???" The female mage was slightly curious about what kind of magical spell Rhode would cast.
After completing the operation in the system interface, Rhodes took a deep breath and used the Disguise Technique on himself and Gina.
A gray light enveloped Rhodes and Jaina, then transformed them into two identical skeleton soldiers.
Now, everyone who sees Rhodes and the female mage thinks they are two undead creatures and would never associate them with living people.
"My goodness, Rhodes, this is such amazing magic! We really look like we've turned into skeletons!" Jaina exclaimed with delight.
If she couldn't still breathe, smell the decaying odor around her, and see and hear, she would have thought she had become an undead creature.
“This magic is very powerful; we will definitely not be discovered. Now, you follow me, and the two of us will sneak in and find a way to rescue Uther.” Rhodes nodded to the female mage, who had transformed into a skeleton, and then the two skeleton soldiers marched towards Uther.
Under the cover of their disguise, the two moved quickly and quietly through the fallen city. The sights along the way were horrifying: torn civilian corpses, abandoned fortifications, burning houses, and hordes of wandering or frantically charging in a certain direction.
They even spotted several elite squads of Abominations and Crypt Fiends, led by Death Knights, launching organized waves of attacks towards the granary, with the roars of holy light and the howls of the undead filling the air.
"Lord Uther is still fighting! The Silver Hand has not fallen! You will not defeat me!" A furious and resolute roar came from the direction of the granary, which invigorated Rhodes. It was the voice of a paladin of the Silver Hand!
Rhodes looked up and saw a paladin who looked to be in his forties, with a full beard, wearing plate armor and wielding a warhammer, fighting against the undead army.
What Rhodes is experiencing at this moment is taking place during the Warcraft III Undead campaign, specifically in the second mission.
The main quest of this level seems to involve Arthas retrieving an urn containing the remains of the necromancer Kel'Thuzad and then taking it to Quel'Thalas.
But the real purpose was to completely eradicate Arthas's conscience and kill Uther, the leader of the Silver Hand.
After all, it's just a magical urn; why would anyone bother robbing Terenas's? Besides, C'Thun's remains have been buried here for months; they would have rotted long ago, not rotting on the road.
In this level, Uther was actually beaten to death by a group of ghouls plus Arthas, who was only level 3.
Before Uther was killed, three other powerful paladins were besieged and killed by Arthas. However, in the chronicles, these paladins did not die at Arthas's hands, but were killed by his Scourge army.
"Even if I, Balad, die in battle, I will never surrender to you!" roared the paladin who was being besieged.
At this moment, Jaina glanced at Rhodes, seemingly asking the two whether they should save the paladin, as he would soon be killed by the undead army if they didn't intervene.
Rhodes nodded to the female mage, and the two immediately took action, using a blizzard and a flash of holy light to wipe out the enemies surrounding the paladin.
At this moment, the paladin named Barad stared blankly at the miracle before him. What were these two skeleton soldiers doing? One was casting a holy light spell, while the other was unleashing a blizzard.
At this moment, the paladin's mind went blank. Holy Light, have you betrayed me and chosen an undead?
Rhodes and the female mage were unaware of the bearded man's sarcastic remarks and quickly cleared away the surrounding undead. Rhodes even used Flash of Holy Light to heal the paladin in front of him.
"Evil undead, you will not be able to shake my will, Balad! I will not yield to you!" The paladin roared as he felt the holy light shining upon him.
Being healed by the power of holy light from an undead creature was an utter disgrace to him.
These words left Rhodes and Jaina somewhat bewildered; well, for now, the two were still in the form of skeleton soldiers.
"Paladin, I am Jaina, Princess of Kul Tiras, and this is Rhodes, Regent of Lordaeron."
"We used a disguise spell to sneak in, a disguise spell that makes us look like undead creatures," Jaina quickly explained the situation.
Rhodes immediately removed his disguise spell, otherwise the paladin would not have believed the two of them. After the disguise spell was removed, Rhodes and Jaina returned to their original appearance.
"By the great Holy Light, there is such wondrous magic. Thank you for your support. We are suffering from the Scourge of the Undead," the paladin Balad said hastily after recognizing the two men.
"Don't worry, we've come here to rescue Lord Uther. Can you tell us where Lord Uther is?" Rhodes reassured the paladin before him and asked.
"Praise be to the Holy Light! Lord Uther is besieged near the barn. Please go and rescue him as soon as possible. That traitor Arthas has also arrived." Barard nodded to Rhodes and pointed in a direction for the two of them.
“I understand, Sir Ballard. Now I will cast the same disguise spell on you. You will come with us.”
"But please remember not to act rashly. I will rescue you and Lord Uther together." Rhodes nodded to him and said.
“I understand, the Holy Light favors us.” Barard nodded and accepted Rhodes’ disguise magic, and the three skeleton soldiers continued forward together.
Soon, the group encountered a second paladin who was being besieged by the undead army. They used the same method to rescue him and explain the situation. This paladin's name was Sagi.
After learning about the situation, the paladin also chose to join Rhodes's team to rescue Uther and evacuate.
"I will fight for you, Lord Rhodes. Please allow me to follow you to rescue Lord Uther." The third paladin rescued was named Gwenrad.
Rhodes nodded and accepted the paladin. Along the way, Rhodes saved a total of three paladins of the Silver Hand.
These three individuals were the three members of the Knights of the Silver Hand who were killed in the original story campaign; in the game, they were all hero units.
At this moment, Rhodes's team turned into 5 skeleton soldiers, but 4 of them could use Holy Light. I believe it would be very exciting if other undead saw this scene.
The group finally reached the outer perimeter of the granary, which had been turned into a bloody meat grinder. An astonishing number of ghouls, skeletons, and zombies were frantically attacking a makeshift defensive line made of wagons, broken wooden crates, and wooden stakes.
Inside the defensive line, approximately several dozen wounded Silver Hand paladins and a small number of militiamen are desperately resisting, relying on the terrain.
Golden holy light continuously erupted from the center of the fortress, blocking the onslaught of the undead. At the same time, the light of retribution precisely purified the approaching undead. However, all the paladins were deathly pale; they were at their last gasp.
At the front of the defensive line, an old man with white hair and beard, wearing heavy armor, stood like a statue. With each swing of the warhammer in his hand, which radiated pure holy light energy, a golden wave was created, turning the charging undead into ashes in swathes.
It was Uther the Lightbringer! But his once-shining armor was now covered in grime and cracks, and his face bore a deep weariness and sorrow.
Chapter 94: A Giant Hammer Over Ten Meters Long Beats Up the Filial Son; The Power of Titan Weapons
"Uther! Give up the fight! You and your Holy Light are no match for your master's power!" A cold, mocking voice rang out.
Rhodes looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure riding a skeletal warhorse standing out in the back of the undead army. He was wearing black Saronite armor and holding a rune sword that exuded the power of ice. It was Arthas!
The three paladins beside Rhodes trembled, wanting to rush out and kill the demon who had killed the king and betrayed the country, but Rhodes reached out and pulled them back; now was not the time.
“Arthas!” Uther’s voice was filled with pain and rage. “Look what you have done! You have betrayed your kingdom, your father, and your people!”
You have also betrayed the Holy Light! Your father ruled this land for decades, bringing a good life to the people, but you destroyed it all in just a few days.
"Father? People? Holy Light?" Arthas let out a chilling laugh, and Frostmourne shone brightly.
"Heh heh, those are all shackles that bind me! I now only pledge allegiance to the Lich King! I only believe in true power—the power of death!"
"Hand over the urn, Uther. I'll give you a quick death; today, your Holy Light must be extinguished!"
“Foolish, Arthas, do you know who is in this urn? It is your father, His Majesty Terenas.”
"Do you want to pour out your father's ashes and then piss in this jar?" Uther asked, his eyes fixed on Arthas, trying to see a trace of struggle in his former disciple's eyes.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Arthas's expression was icy cold, like a machine devoid of any emotion.
"I don't know what's inside, and I'm not interested in knowing. All I know is that I want to get it, that's all."
"You crazy person!"
“The Holy Light has betrayed me, Uther, and now I will only listen to one person.” Arthas raised Frostmourne high in his hand.
The moment Arthas finished speaking, Frostmourne slammed down from his hand, and a massive frost, radiating bone-chilling cold, erupted from Arthas, instantly covering most of the battlefield!
This spell did not directly attack the fortress, but rather precisely froze a large area in front of the fortress, forming a huge, smooth ice surface!
"Not good!" Uther's expression changed. The ice greatly hindered the paladins' mobility, while the undead were unaffected!
"Charge! Tear them apart!" Arthas coldly commanded, brandishing his sword.
The Abomination Legion and Death Knights, who had been poised for battle, stomped across the ice like a black torrent of steel, crashing into the Silver Hand's defenses at a speed far exceeding their previous advances!
"Hold on! For the Light!" Uther roared, raising his warhammer high, and an even stronger barrier of Holy Light attempted to rise. But the continuous battles had exhausted most of his strength, and the barrier appeared unusually weak.
The Silver Hand warhammer emitted a reddish-white light and suddenly transformed into a giant hammer several meters long in Uther's hand. With a single blow, it sent more than a dozen ghouls flying.
Uther planted the Silver Hand warhammer into the ground, creating a barrier of holy light to block the undead army's attack.
Boom! The Abomination's massive body and the Death Knight's runeblade slammed heavily into the Holy Light Barrier!
The barrier flickered violently, groaning under its strain. The paladins were thrown about by the immense impact, and a fatal gap instantly appeared in the defenses! Ghouls and zombies, like sharks smelling blood, surged madly through the breach!
Uther, wielding the Silver Hand Warhammer, a weapon of Titan order, personally confronted his unfilial disciple, Arthas.
"Arthas! Face the judgment of the Holy Light!" Uther's roar was like a thunderclap, drowning out the howls of the undead.
He swung the Silver Hand Warhammer, which shone with a reddish-white light and had transformed into a giant hammer several meters long, high into the air. The power of order left behind by the Titan Guardian Tyr surged wildly through the hammer, distorting and burning the air itself!
A flicker of surprise crossed Arthas's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a chilling killing intent. He spurred his skeletal warhorse, and Frostmourne, carrying a chilling aura that could freeze everything, charged forward! The jet-black rune sword and the crimson-white giant hammer collided with a deafening roar!
boom--! ! !
A deafening roar accompanied by a visible energy shockwave exploded outwards!
The ghouls and zombies at the forefront were instantly pulverized, and even the death knights charging ahead were thrown back, their rune armor shattering inch by inch! The hard ice surface cracked open with huge, spiderweb-like fissures centered on the two of them!
Arthas and his horse were slammed backward dozens of meters by this terrifying blow, and the skeletal warhorse's hooves plowed deep furrows in the ice!
His sword-wielding arm trembled slightly, and tiny scorch marks, burned by holy light, appeared on Saron's Iron Armor!
Frostmourne emitted a resentful hum, and the frost power on the sword appeared somewhat dim under the impact of the Holy Light of Order.
Uther has mastered the art of using the Silver Hand warhammer in countless ways. It can be transformed into the size of a normal human, or into the size of a guardian, becoming a gigantic hammer several meters tall to smash people.
"Tyr's weapon... truly lives up to its reputation! I never expected you to obtain it." Arthas's voice carried a hint of solemnity. This weapon of the Titan Guardian was extraordinary; even after obtaining Frostmourne, he hadn't gained the slightest advantage.