Cataclysmic Transformation

Chapter 903: surrender

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"Retreat... retreat..."

At this moment, Adele didn't hesitate any more. She commanded the undead soldiers on her side to retreat. Soon, the Scourge army besieging the Forgotten City retreated completely, leaving behind mutilated corpses all over the place.

"We won..."

"Long live..."

"Long live the Lich King..."

At this moment, the entire Forgotten City was boiling, countless undead poured into the streets, walked out of the trenches, waved their hats, and fluttered their flags, forming a lively sea...

The situation was reversed in an instant, and the speed was so fast that John did not expect it. He turned his head and saw Emily gritted her silver teeth, her face was pale, and she was taken aback.

"Lord Emily, what's the matter with you?" John rushed forward and reached out to support the crumbling Emily.

"We were discovered by Ron..." Emily smiled wryly, "He greeted me just now... um... it can be regarded as a warning..."

"What?" John couldn't help being startled when he heard that, "How is it possible at such a long distance?"

"He warned us not to intervene in the affairs of the undead..." Emily's face was very ugly. In the conflict just now, she suffered a bit, and felt Ron's terrifying strength more clearly.

Such strength has far exceeded Emily's imagination.

"Let's go! Lady Emily..." John supported Emily and made a decision at the moment. He looked at the Forgotten City with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.

Emily nodded without objecting, and after a while, the figures of the two turned into a ball of white light and disappeared in place...

"Ron..." At this time, Kronia came up to meet her. At this moment, she was scarred and tired, but the joy on her face could not be concealed.

"This... Lord Lich King, you are finally back!"

Thinking of Ron's identity in an instant, Kronia's expression was a little cautious, and she bent down and saluted.

Ron smiled and waved his hands, "Just call me Ron from now on!"

"You're finally back!" Rose smiled when she saw Ron, her pale face was bloodless, "It's too late, you have to help me clean up the corpse..."

After the war ended, the entire Forgotten City was in a mess, with mutilated corpses everywhere, burning buildings with black smoke rising from it, and an inaudible groan came from the crowd from time to time, only the damaged bloody skull flag remained. Floating stubbornly with the wind, it seems to symbolize the unyielding will of the undead.

The undead in the Forgotten City began to clean up the battlefield, move the corpses, and pick up weapons. Because they were used to seeing death, most of their faces were numb. For these undead who have gained true faith, death is the final destination of all living things. , and nothing terrible.

This is war!

"Where's Char?" Ron looked around, but there was no sign of Char.

"Ron, I'm here..." Just as Ron was searching for Char, he found that Char's figure came out from the other side of the collapsed city wall. Although her face was full of fatigue, she was full of excitement. Look, behind her is a group of undead.

However, when Kronia saw the badges on the undead, her expression suddenly changed.

"Be careful!" Kronia pulled out her sword with a "shua-" sound, "They are undead from Icecrown Castle..."

"what?"

The undead around were taken aback, and the atmosphere became tense in vain. They took out their weapons one after another and rushed forward.

"Protect Lord Lich King..."

"Kill them..."

And the undead of Icecrown Castle also looked nervous, and raised their weapons when they heard this.

"Wait...you listen to me first..." Faced with these furious undead, Xia Ya was a little anxious, she waved her hands desperately to stop the surging crowd, but unfortunately her efforts were in vain, the battle was imminent .

"slow!"

At this time, Ron spoke. His voice was not high, but it was no less than a thunder in the ears of the undead. The commotion crowd fell silent for an instant. When they saw Ron, their eyes were full of awe.

Char finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he heard Ron ask, "Char, what's going on with these people?"

"Ron, they have already surrendered!" Xia Ya replied.

Originally, she was seriously injured in the battle with Adele, but when those undead surrounded her, she had no strength and was quickly captured alive.

Those undead were going to capture her and go back to Adele to claim credit, but Ron suddenly appeared like a god descending, and defeated Adele's army in one fell swoop.

After seeing the Scourge Scepter and the terrifying giant skeleton, these undead changed their minds instantly. Instead of retreating with Adele's army, they stayed behind. They healed Shaar's injuries and gathered them together. Some of the undead intend to surrender to the Forgotten City.

"surrender?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Ron's eyes, and at this moment, a thunderous voice sounded.

"Put down your weapons! The one in front of you... is the great Lich King..."

"Clatter—"

When the undead from Icecrown Castle heard this, they dropped their weapons one after another.

A tall death knight stepped out from the crowd, who looked like their commander. He strode up to Ron, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, raised his long sword horizontally, with an extremely respectful expression on his face.

"Respected Lord Lich King, I am Aloshus, the head of the 19th Army Death Knights under the command of the God of Calamity Fesmarck. On behalf of all the soldiers of the 19th Army Death Knights, I declare my separation from the illegal regime. The reign of Vismarck, in allegiance to the Lich King... the great Lord of the Undead..."

The atmosphere was extremely tense, and the surrounding seemed so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling to the ground. All the undead stared at Ron with bated breath, waiting for his order.

Ron took a deep breath. For him, the undead from Icecrown Castle were also his subjects, not enemies. It was a sad thing to meet on the battlefield.

This is a civil war, a civil war among the undead, it is illegal, and this war must end as soon as possible.

Ron clenched his fists involuntarily, secretly making up his mind. The death knight Alosus was still kneeling on the ground, feeling uneasy.

At this moment, Ron took a step forward and reached out to take the long sword in Alosus's hand.

"I—Ron, the successor of Hermes the Lich King, on behalf of all the undead in the Forgotten City, accept your allegiance..."