At the top of Ice Crown Fortress, there was originally a huge ice tower, but now, it has been wrapped layer by layer by the huge fortress of Ice Crown Fortress.
A huge and towering ice tower stands between the ice crevice and the top of the fortress, and the new Lich King Arthas is now sitting on the Frozen Throne at the top of this central ice tower. He is using the power of his Helm of Domination to radiate and control the Scourge throughout Northrend.
However, now he is in no mood to rule and control the undead natural disasters in the entire Northrend continent. Because, two groups of extremely powerful enemies chose to attack his castle on the same day and almost at the same time. They were divided into two groups like a competition, and they headed towards his throne from two different directions at high speed from the east and west gates. Coming in a surprise attack!
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In fact, at the beginning, Alsace didn't notice the enemy army and didn't care much. He thought it was just some desperate people coming to cause trouble... However, when he found that both groups of enemies were extremely powerful and his castle When the countless men inside couldn't resist it, it was already too late to retreat and evade, and they couldn't even run away.
Therefore, now he can only sit decadently and lonely on his throne, with his magic sword Frostmourne stationed there, silently staring at the huge frozen platform under the throne, waiting. Awaiting the arrival of a powerful enemy.
Now besides himself, there isn't even a single ghoul here...
All the undead were sent by him to block the Burning Legion and the powerful demon Kil'jaeden who were rushing in from the east gate... Compared to the Azeroth coalition forces that were steadily advancing and rushing in from the west gate, The demons in the east are faster and their attacks are more ferocious, especially Kil'jaeden. No natural disaster general can stop them!
Arthas saw from the undead vision provided by the Helm of Domination: Professor Putricide under his command was stepped on by Kil'jaeden who led the charge before his highly toxic poison had time to take effect. It turned into a puddle of green meat pie; not to mention the three unlucky vampires of the Blood Council... They could only deal with those ordinary demons. When they faced Kil'jaeden, the opponent had one sword and one sword. , just like swatting flies, it swatted the three of them into bloody dregs; as for Icecrown Glacier's floating gunboat adapted from the goblin gunboat, it was certainly not much better. It hadn't had time to fire a few cannons. He was blown up by a spell from that big demon and was covered in smoke. Now he doesn't know where he crashed...
Therefore, Arthas really has no other better choice besides continuing to wait here, waiting to use the power blessed by the Frozen Throne to fight against powerful enemies.
Of course, he doesn’t do everything!
Just now, he, Alsace, had used the power of the Helm of Dominance to urgently mobilize people from the Dark Cathedral, the Evil Castle of Malekaris, the Gate of Fear, Koressa, and the Court of Bones, etc. A large number of undead legions are desperately coming towards Icecrown Fortress for emergency support. As long as they can withstand half an hourglass and persist until a large number of undead legions continue to pour into Icecrown Fortress, then he Al Saas will still be the final winner!
As for places farther away, such as the Iron Wall Dam and the main force in Echo Valley that were fighting against the Burning Legion demons in Crystal Song Forest, he had not thought of notifying them because they were too far away.
Arthas believed that no matter how bad things were, he could still hold on until the garrison near Icecrown Citadel returned to support him! Especially after gaining the power of the Lich King Ner'zhul, he has this confidence. He is now stronger than ever before!
"..."
But somehow, Arthas always felt that... maybe this time, it would be his most dangerous battle?
He has always had a strong instinct, as if his life was being threatened. It was very real... It was really like when he was blown away by an unknown magical device when he was in Silvermoon City. Is it the same feeling as when you fall on the beach of Beihai in Silver Moon City?
Although his fighting spirit was still high, Arthas found a little sadly...it seemed that he couldn't afford to offend any of the guys who were attacking him?
Attacking from the east of Icecrown Citadel is Kil'jaeden the Deceiver and his Burning Legion brigade. Most of them are very powerful. There is no doubt about the demon's combat effectiveness! Especially that big demon... Arthas really didn't have much confidence in his heart. Maybe he could only hold on for a little longer?
And those coalition forces from Azeroth who were rushing through the border from the west...
Among them, he himself also knows many of them... For example, Dangru, that scary little girl who used a special device to destroy hundreds of thousands of his undead army? There are also a large group of powerful paladins, priests, warriors, rangers, mages, druids, etc... They all seem to be the most powerful beings in the world of Azeroth. Hundreds of people seemed to have made it clear that they would not let him have an easy time. Alsace would not give up until he was killed?
In short, it seems that he, the newly promoted Lich King, cannot afford to offend people on both sides for the time being?
Therefore, now he can only stay here pretending to be calm, staying on his throne, urging his troops to come for support, and waiting for the enemy to arrive. In addition, he has already Nowhere to go…
coming! !
Suddenly, Lich King Arthas, who was sitting on the throne, raised his head and looked to the west... There, a huge and tough ice wall door was broken by some huge force, and then, a huge red The demon with skin rushed up to the throne platform of King Arthas with a large group of elite soldiers of the Burning Legion.
"..."
The enemy is finally here...
Arthas knew that the huge red demon must be Kil'jaeden the Deceiver... The powerful and terrifying energy fluctuations on the other side, and the arrogant demeanor that looked at everything, were enough to explain everything.
Just after breaking through the last barrier, Kil'jaeden's ferocious evil eyes met Arthas's eyes from a distance, and the two engaged in a silent contest from a distance.
"Heh heh heh..."
So soon, amid wild laughter, Kil'jaeden took huge steps in mid-air, and without any extra movement, he just used magic to float step by step out of thin air and walked to the huge Frozen Throne. On the platform, he began to look down sinisterly at Alsace, who was still sitting on the frost-covered throne in perfect condition, scanning him with the same cold blue eyes of magic flame.
Maybe it was because Kil'jaeden forcibly helped open the way, or maybe it was because the coalition forces chose a poor direction and encountered too many undead obstacles... Anyway, when the demons of the Burning Legion took the lead in attacking the Frozen Throne, Those Azeroth Alliance troops are still missing. It must take a while to get here?
"Hmph...you are the new Lich King Arthas, right? That's right, it's you..."
"I'm very curious... What gave you so much courage that you not only dared to refuse and disobey my orders, but also dared to kill the envoys I sent before?"
"Is it Ner'zhul's pitiful power, or is it the little toy in your hand?"
After scanning the other party again, Kil'jaeden sneered with disdain after seeing the details.
With his level and vision, it is not difficult to see that the power of the death knight in front of him is simply pitifully weak! Perhaps, at best, it is only at the level of an ordinary hero. Once it encounters the slightly stronger and more experienced Doomsday Guards in the legion, it is estimated that they will not be able to defeat them, right?
The only thing the other party relied on was the ability of the weapon in his hand and the remaining power of Ner'zhul in the Helm of Command! It was because of these two things that he forcibly raised the opponent's strength to about the level of a demigod... And without those two things, the Lich King named Arthas would be nothing!
It's ridiculous to think about Ner'zhul who wanted to get rid of his own control... That puppet tried so hard and even betrayed the Legion, so he reluctantly found such a soul-accommodating substitute, trying to get rid of the shackles of the Frozen Throne, but the result Well, the substitute who was used as a vehicle was actually destroyed?
Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together and people flock together...
Only that idiot Ner'zhul could find such an even stupider, ignorant death knight who still wanted to resist him, right? The brain is really a good thing. Why doesn't the other party think more about it? Even when Ner'zhul was at his most powerful, he was able to treat him docilely. But now, the other party has stolen Ner'zhul's remaining energy. After gaining strength, why do you dare to disobey yourself?
"oh……?"
"Are you Kil'jaeden, the deceiver of the Burning Legion? You are indeed very big and powerful... However, I have killed many storm giants or those flying lizards that are about the same size as you... "
Arthas snorted coldly, stood up from his throne coldly, and slowly pulled out the Frostmourne that he had inserted into the icy ground in front of the throne, preparing to forcefully confront the person he was facing. The most powerful enemy ever!
As the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose. Even if the opponent has successfully raided Icecrown Fortress and been forced to the point of despair, but... Arthas's implication is that he still regards this big devil as someone in Northen. Comparing it to those useless Titans that could be seen everywhere in Delhi, he felt that maybe if he tried a little harder, he could kill the opponent directly with a single sword?
"So, I suddenly felt that you might be similar to the ones I killed? After a while, maybe I can resurrect you into a powerful death beast?"
Although he was still stubborn, in fact, Arthas had also thought about retreating. However, there were two groups of enemies in front of him. One side was the demons of the Burning Legion, and the other side was the Azeroth Alliance. The Hero Group, he really has nowhere to run if he wants to...
And it's not like he didn't think about asking his men to use teleportation spells to leave, but... those incompetent lichs actually told him: The space surrounding the Ice Crown Fortress seems to have been forcibly disturbed by many people casting spells together. Maybe ...Only a powerful being like Kel'Thuzad, a legendary lich and genuine mage who transferred his profession, can barely cast a short-distance portal in a place like this and leave, right?
Don't think too much, this situation must be related to Kil'jaeden and those from the Azeroth Alliance in front of you! Maybe one of them cast a spell that hindered space magic, or maybe all of them were involved in casting the spell?
It's a pity that Kel'Thuzad is now far away on the undead front line at the border with Crystalsong Forest. If it is interfered with here, the other party may not be able to come back, and there is definitely no hope.
"Hmph...arrogant!"
"Then I will look forward to it very much. I hope you, little bug, will not disappoint me too much..."
He glanced at the other party with disdain. The little guy in front of him was far inferior to him in terms of strength and size. Therefore, Kil'jaeden didn't understand what made the other party so confident. Could it be ignorance? Or...are they the little toys on the other person's body?
Just when Kil'jaeden wanted to waste some time teasing the other party, first give him a little bit of hope, and then kill him hard, letting this little bug experience the pain of going from hope to despair, just like a When he was struggling like a bug on the edge of death, a figure suddenly appeared at his feet, rudely interrupting his upcoming performance.
"My master...the heroes of the Azeroth Alliance will be arriving soon. They are now in the east, in the last hall, only two doors away from here!"
At this time, the evil mage Kael'thas flashed a short distance and came to Kil'jaeden's feet to report.
Kael'thas is very conflicted now. He himself actually hopes that Arthas will be killed by Kil'jaeden as soon as possible! Because, their Sunstrider Royal Court, his country, his father Anastarian Sunstrider, and even himself were all directly or indirectly destroyed by each other... This sworn hatred, It won't be eliminated just because of his own death and resurrection!
However, Kael'thas was a little worried. He was afraid that Kil'jaeden would successfully grab the helmet and then destroy the world...
"Huh? It's them...send our legionnaires to stop them first!"
No matter what, Kil'jaeden wanted to have a good time with this little bug called Arthas first, and then humiliate the other party, in order to avenge the previous humiliation of the other party's killing of the envoys and contempt for him!
"Master, I have already sent you!"
"However... although their number is small, they are all elites! The force of the attack is very powerful. I am afraid that the less than a thousand high-level demons we have left will not be able to stop them for long..."
After looking at Arthas standing in front of the Frozen Throne with a somewhat resentful look, Kyle continued to report.
Now he doesn't know what to do. If he delays here, I'm afraid he won't be able to delay it for long... Previously, in order to buy time for those in the Azeroth Alliance, he also specially ordered those demons to come from behind. Attack the undead with all your strength, and then block the way of those from the Azeroth Alliance. Do you want to consume more demons and undead so that the other party can rush over faster?
Apart from these, he really can't do anything else too obvious.
"A bunch of trash! They're all useless things!"
"Okay... then let me kill this little bug directly now... To deal with such an ant, I only need one move, and I won't waste too much time!"
Roaring dissatisfied, Kil'jaeden turned around coldly.
Now that those from the Azeroth Alliance would be arriving here soon, Kil'jaeden, who did not want to fight with the opponent, could only give up his previous plan to play with his opponent and became a little impatient. He looked at the little bug Alsace opposite who dared to wield a weapon against him.
To deal with such a fool, Kil'jaeden believed that he would not waste too much time.
"Really? Devil, when I chop off that ridiculous head of yours, I hope you can still remember what you said now after being resurrected by me!"
Although since he became a death knight, Alsace's soul and body have only been cold, and he rarely has any major emotional fluctuations, especially after wiping out Ner'zhul! He had long felt that his heart had become completely cold, and he had slowly adapted to his new identity.
But now, after hearing what this demon said and seeing how the other person dared to despise him like this, he couldn't help but feel angry again and wanted to kill the other person alive at all costs.
He is the Lich King - Arthas Menethil! In this life, I only exist to conquer the world!
"Ignorant idiot!!"
Already faintly hearing the shouts of killing coming from the west behind him, Kil'jaeden knew that he could not delay any longer! Once you get entangled, it will be very troublesome! Therefore, he decided that now was the time to deal with this little bug. After getting what he wanted, he quickly left here to avoid unnecessary trouble!
After all, although he is not afraid of the natives of Azeroth, but... a certain little girl still makes him very afraid... If he is entangled by the opponent and a group of powerful helpers here, plus those who are about to come back to support With a large number of undead, the outcome will be unpredictable.
So, not wanting to talk nonsense anymore, he raised his foot and stepped hard on the Frozen Throne where the opponent was standing!
"Come and die! Kil'jaeden!!"
Seeing that the other party dared to despise him like this, without using any spells, and just stepped on him so unpreparedly, Alsace was furious and at the same time activated all his power in an instant, covering his whole body. A layer of thick frost death flames like a shield, and at the same time, Frostmourne's sword was also covered with a layer of blue death frost energy!
The next moment, before the opponent's big foot was about to crush the Frozen Throne, he nimbly twisted around to avoid the opponent's trample, moved forward in two or three steps, and deftly touched the opponent's instep and knees, just that high. Gao Gao jumped up, wanting to take advantage of the opponent's leaning over and strike directly at the opponent's red neck without any armor protection!
Alsace is actually very experienced in dealing with such large creatures!
He knows that no matter how strong the opponent is and how high his magic power is, once he gets close to him, with his far superior agility and determination to go all out, he will surely be able to slowly take down the opponent! And this is the price of the other party's carelessness!
He believed that it would not be too long before he could chop off the opponent's huge head.
"Hmph! Stupid!"
The red demon just smiled coldly. The next moment, he didn't know what Kil'jaeden had done. He was wielding Frostmourne with thunderous momentum, intending to take advantage of the situation to chop off the enemy's ugly head. Arthas Suddenly, he froze, and then the power of frost death covering his body and the ice blue energy shining on the Frostmourne sword clenched in both hands disappeared in an instant?
Then, in shock and confusion, he was slapped to the ground by Kil'jaeden with the back of his hand, as if swatting a fly.
"How...how could you...what on earth did you do to me?!"
Arthas simply couldn't believe it. What did Kil'jaeden do to cause the powerful power he snatched from Ner'zhul to disappear in an instant? What's even more frightening is that now even Frostmourne has become extremely heavy. It seems that even it is resisting his command?
This kind of thing has never happened! It was as if...everything he owned had abandoned him at the same time.
"Hmph! Idiots are idiots!"
"Listen up, ridiculous little bug: I was the one who imprisoned Ner'zhul's soul in the ice and threw it here in Azeroth. It was I who gave him power, and it was I who built the Ice Throne. And the Helm of Dominance... In fact, even the Frostmourne in your hand was forged by the Nasrezim clan, the fear lords of our legion. I know it better than you think..."
"However, what's even more ridiculous is..."
"Little bug, the power you inherited from Ner'zhul actually also has the power of my contract...and of course I can take it away at any time! So, what do you use to fight me?!"
This is actually a bit watery... In fact, it is absolutely impossible for Kil'jaeden to be deprived at any time, otherwise, he would have done that before! Because, he must at least be as close as he is now! And this is the fundamental reason why Kil'jaeden needs to come here in person and be absolutely sure to deal with the opponent with one move.
Everything that the other party was proud of came from Kil'jaeden's charity, and yet the other party still wanted to rely on his own charity to defeat him. Isn't this funny? !
"Damn it! I will never forgive you!"
Even without the power of the Lich King, Arthas still worked up his courage despite being frightened and frightened. Just relying on the brute force of his death knight body, he waved Frostmourne and once again faced the enemy. The enemy rushed over crazily.
clang!
Feeling that the armor on his body and the magic sword in his hand had become extremely heavy, he could only wave the weapon with all his strength and launch a powerful and heavy slash towards the opponent's calf... However, except for the futile sound of metal, Apart from the explosion of the collision, he did not achieve any results.
Bang! !
With another kick, Kil'jaeden kicked the opponent away again. While letting his weapon go, he also hit the ice on top of the Frozen Throne hard, causing the opponent to make a loud impact. After that, he rolled down the steps towards the platform again.
"ridiculous!"
"Little insect, do you naively think that this gadget made by the Nasrezim clan can hurt me?"
Snap!
After a crisp sound of breaking, Alsace, who could hardly stand up, saw in horror: Kil'jaeden, the other party had easily broken his sword with only two fingers. The humans in the world of Xerath all rushed to the fearful magic sword. He had to pull it out even if he was willing to destroy everything with his own hands - Frostmourne? !
"Now, may I ask this all-powerful Lich King, have you ever thought about how you want to die?!"
Just throwing the broken weapon on the platform casually, Kil'jaeden grinned ferociously, possessed him again, and immediately grabbed the opponent's body and lifted him up. Then, after he reached out and brutally ripped off the opponent's helmet of command, and stared at the opponent's pale dead face and withered white hair for the last time, he snorted again with pride.
Kil'jaeden was already thinking about what he was going to do to torture the other person and make him wail in pain to vent his hatred.
Rumble...
"Well?!"
Kil'jaeden, who was about to take action, suddenly heard the sound of banging on the door from the west. Then, when he looked below the Frozen Throne, he seemed to only see the last group of legion demons struggling. The ground held up a door that was constantly shaking.
It seems that the coalition forces of Azeroth are now separated from them by the two doors in the distance? If that's the case, then...
"Hmph! Kael'thas, my loyal servant... Now, your enemy is here, shall we take action?"
"But... I advise you to be smarter!"
Kil'jaeden, the Deceiver, was about to crush the opponent into a patty and then use evil energy to burn him to ashes. When he saw Kael'thas at his feet, who was staring at the enemy in his hand. , he thought for a while, and then took advantage of the situation and slammed the seriously injured Alsace in front of the other party, and then took a step back with a wicked smile, indicating that the other party had revenge and grievances.
He is never stingy with his subordinates who satisfy him! And this is the generosity of Kil'jaeden!
"Thank you for your generosity, great master..."
After being stunned for a while, Kael'thas came to his senses and bowed respectfully. Then he quickly turned around and looked ferociously at a certain enemy who was lying on the ground and still trying to get up. .
"You can't believe it, Arthas Menethil... you may never have imagined that you would be here today, right?"
Walking towards each other step by step, Kael'thas thought of his past glorious Demon King's Kingdom, the resplendent Silver Moon City, the Eversong Forest bathed in the light of the Sunwell, Qingfeng Village, Sun Chaser Island, and...him The father who died in the battle and the entire Silver Moon Council...
His country and everything about him were destroyed by the butcher in front of him...
"Hahaha... Kael'thas! Ahem..."
"You think you won? No... I want to tell you, from the beginning to the end, you completely lost! The woman you fell in love with was taken away by me... Your country was also destroyed by me... Yours Countless clan members and your sunwells have all been destroyed by me!"
"Although...I may have failed today...but I did not lose to you, you poor insect!"
Holding on to his broken body, Alsace stood up tremblingly with a wild laugh, and then looked ferociously at the prince opposite him who was also dead! Just as he said, even if Alsace is defeated now, he himself has defeated the opponent in all aspects, everything!
"Really? Then, accept the trial of a high elf soul..."
With a dark face, Kael'thas punched a large ball of evil energy directly into the opponent's chest in an instant. Under some kind of grief and anger, he even punched him away. He stood up, and then let the other party fall heavily next to the broken Frostmourne.
"Ahem...you..."
Arthas was still struggling, grabbing the hilt of Frostmourne's sword that was broken into two parts, trying to prop up his body, but... the evil energy that was gradually expanding in his chest was... Constantly devouring his twisted life.
"Hmph! Now, I will take this helmet of command!"
"Little insect, slowly enjoy the last time of fear! Your humble life is leaving you bit by bit. No one can save you now, hahahaha..."
He was very satisfied with Kael'thas' method of torturing his enemies. He looked at Arthas, who was half-kneeling on the platform in front of the Ice Throne with his dagger in his hand. His body had been gradually eroded by evil energy, and his soul would soon be devoured. , Kil'jaeden laughed loudly, then turned around and left with the remaining demons.
Now he has to go! Because the coalition heroes in the world of Azeroth are coming here soon. They have consumed a lot of power along the way, and the demon army has been completely lost. He dare not support one more person here. Wait for others to attack you, so as not to capsize in the gutter.
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On the Frozen Throne platform, when the coalition forces attacked, Kil'jaeden the Deceiver had already gone far enough to see any shadow... He took away the Helm of Command originally worn on Arthas' head, leaving only The next dying former Lich King - Arthas...and the magic sword Frostmourne that was easily broken by him...
"How could this happen here? Wait! That person... is Alsace?!"
The first person to lead the charge was King Varian of the Kingdom of Stormwind. Then, at his first glance, he saw a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
Subsequently, countless elite warriors and generals of the coalition forces rushed onto the legendary Frozen Throne platform. Naturally, they began to look at the middle of the platform in amazement. The man was holding a broken sword with one hand and a broken sword with the other. The death knight holding his chest... no, should it be said to be the Lich King Arthas?
The heroes of Azeroth began to look at each other, and some of them didn't know what to do! After all, this being that they once hated so much is now obviously dying! This also shows that the fraudster Kil'jaeden's conspiracy has succeeded, but they are still one step too late!
"Oh! It seems like there is a good show ready for us!"
Unreasonably pushing away the onlookers, little Annie blinked and glanced at a certain death knight who was kneeling in the middle of the platform holding a broken sword. After confirming that the other person was the guy she hated at the beginning, she nodded. He shook his head again, then turned around, ran to the Frozen Throne, sat down directly on the bone-cold throne, and began to watch the next show with interest.
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(Tibbers no longer wants to complain about his heartless little mistress, nor is he too lazy to complain about anything, so he can just let her go...)
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! He is almost dead now. Let our Queen say a few words to him first!"
Old Fording, Mograine and Dathrohan, who were carrying huge silver warhammers, began to push away the onlookers orcs, humans, dwarves, elves and draenei arrogantly, protecting their Kalia. The Queen squeezed directly to the middle of the throne platform and stood in front of Alsace.
They just let Kalia slowly walk to the other person alone, without trying to protect him or anything, because they could all see that that person... he was indeed going to die soon... ....Moreover, it may be the kind that will be burned to death by evil energy, and will never exist again!
"Alsace...my brother..."
Whispering the other person's name softly, Kalia walked up to the other person without any precautions.
Although the other party has done countless evil things, countless unforgivable evil things... But now, seeing the other party like this, Kalia can still only sit down on the cold rock with red eyes. On the floor, he stared blankly at the other party's pale, hideous and painful face.
"Ahem...Are you here to see my joke?"
"My sister Kalia...Yes, I still failed...Actually, I have always failed..."
"From Andorhal... to Hearthglen... from Stratholme... to Northrend... I have always failed... I have never been able to Successfully saved my people... When I couldn't summon the Holy Light, it was my first despair..."
"I naively thought that...as long as I have power...as long as I have strong power...I can change everything, I can save everything...So, I have no hesitation The ground uprooted Frostmourne and returned with death... I vowed to bring all people into the eternal kingdom of death... because I firmly believe that I can rule the entire world... "
"And yet...my sister, you know, I failed again then..."
After a pause, Arthas thought of his disastrous defeat in Silvermoon City, his disastrous defeat in Mount Hyjal, his disastrous defeat in Lordaeron... It seemed that he had been failing from the beginning to the end?
"Then……"
"When I put on the Helm of Dominance...when I won the battle with the remnant soul of the Lich King Ner'zhul, the endless power made me think...that I might still have a chance. ....."
"So, I once again want to destroy all enemies standing in front of me... including you, including the Burning Legion..."
"However...fate still played a big joke on me...I finally...still failed..."
"Ahem..."
Just shrugging his shoulders sadly, Alsace began to laugh a little lostly.
"Alsace..."
"Actually, you don't need to do so much...you are too demanding on yourself..."
At this time, when Kalia wanted to lean forward and reach out to touch the other person's thin face, Old Fording came over in time and grabbed her trembling hand:
"Your Majesty, don't touch him, he is... very dangerous..."
Shaking his head firmly, Old Fording rejected the other party's balloon-like eyes. The other party will burn up at any time. Their queen is not very capable of protecting herself. That is not something she can touch casually!
"Alsace..."
"Fate is a trick... I didn't expect that when we meet again, it will be like this... Back then... you should have listened to our advice... "
At this time, Frost Archmage Jaina Proudmoore also walked out gently, came to Arthas, and looked at the opponent's fate with some resentment.
Once... the other party was a handsome prince with blond hair. Once... she also expected the other party to make her his queen... However, now, everything in the past has disappeared...
"Gianna...hehe...maybe, you are right..."
"I...maybe I really shouldn't have taken action against Stratholme...but...that was my fate...even if I backed down... I won’t be able to escape in the end...They...will still use various methods to force me to submit..."
"Without power...after all, I'm just an ant...and finally I can't control my own destiny..."
After staring blankly at the still beautiful figure for a while, Arthas shook his head firmly, as if he was nostalgic for a while.
After saying that, he turned directly to look at a certain little girl. She... seemed to be more powerful than before... If Alsace could also have that kind of talent, he would With that kind of power that could rival Kil'jaeden and Akermont... how could he have reached this point?
In the final analysis, it is still the fault of being weak...So, what he did was not wrong...
"Alsace...you are still stubborn after all..."
Frowning, Jaina was a little confused. Why is he still like this now?
"No! Jaina..."
"I'm not stubborn...ahem...I think maybe you are the one who is stubborn...and I am just a poor failed person..."
After covering his chest and coughing twice, and coughing out some evil energy powder directly from his mouth, he seemed to feel a little better. It's strange to say that Alsace is still coughing even though he has been dead for a long time?
"Ahem..."
"Jaina...if I could do it all over again...I might still pick up Frostmourne without hesitation..."
That's right, if he could do it all over again, Alsace would still pull out this magic sword...
"!?"
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
Realizing that something bad had changed in the situation, Old Fording quickly pulled their queen behind him and began to protect her closely.
Because they saw that the broken Frostmourne began to release white souls one by one? They began to fly towards the sky one by one, and then gradually disappeared into nothingness...
However, one of them did not seem to be in a hurry, but condensed into a complete humanoid around Alsace, which made almost all Landlon generals and many people including the Storm Kingdom, including King Walian, They were frightened!
Because, that is -Tyrinas Minahill, former king of the Kingdom of Lodan!
"My father, everything ... it's over ... I messed up everything ..."
After seeing the father who was killed by himself finally appeared, Alsace lowered his head of Jiao Tao for the first time. Now, the only thing he is right is the father who had high hopes to him in front of him? However, he himself failed shameful ...
"Yes, it's over ... Alsace, my son ... our time is over ..."
"Don't be sad, the king's power is not eternal ..."
Tyrinas Minahir leaned down and gently stroked the opponent's face. The other party is his son of Tyrina. He knows everything the other party does, but ... everything is not important now. In fact, Tyrinas Mina Hill feels that he and his son are actually losers ...
"Father ... I did my biggest effort to fight against fate ... I never compromised ..."
"But now ..... in front of me ... but only ... a dark ..."
Finally, the finally, but the last wish, Alsas let go of the sorrow of the sorrow, and poured it directly to the ground, so that the evil flames were corroded and burned into green ashes ... .
"Alsace..."
Tyrinas Miruhir watched himself completely dying, and even his soul no longer had a son, he lowered his head a little lonely.
He felt that the end of Algas, his own father, seemed to have an unprepared responsibility ... because he did not teach him ... In fact, he might not educate and cultivate his children?
"..."
"Alsace ... Farewell ... My lover ..."
A tear -bead bridge quietly slipped off her delicate cheeks. After a sigh of sighing, Jiana slowly raised her hand and hid her face in the mage's hood.
"Father......"
The tears on his face began to slide, Carlyia trembled a little, and tears walked to the other side in front of the other party, watching the father Tyrina Minahill, who had only soul left.
"Kalia ..."
"My daughter ... you do very well ... very good ... I feel glory for you ..."
After sighing, Tyrina Minahir looked at the daughter he had grown, and the other party was still as beautiful as before ... but it was no longer the childish at that time.
I can't imagine things that he and his son were not doing well. His one was the stupid daughter who he thought it was useless, but it was the best ... Now, what else can he say about Tyrina Manhir Woolen cloth? Sure enough, he is actually a father who has no beads and does not teach his children ...
"Father ... can you come back?"
"I think, I can plead with the goddess of the Holy Light of the Flame Alliance, the powerful Holy Light Titan, I can save you ... New Lodann needs you ... I still do everything now Won't……"
Looking at the other person's pale soul state, Carlyia's tears couldn't help but start to slip.
She has a kind of intuition. Soon, she will really have no relatives who remain in the world ...
"No ... Frost's sorrow stabs my door too much ... I have to leave ..." I have to leave ... "
"Kalia ... Don't cry ... Don't hesitate ... bravely assume the heavy responsibility on your shoulder ... Use your kind heart to treat your son well civil......"
"I will bless you in heaven ..."
Two steps in the front, gently stroked the opponent's face and wiped the tearful tears that seemed to be able to stop, Tyrina Minahir finally sighed gently, and with the previous Those souls generally rose slowly and dissipated between heaven and earth ...
"No......"
Kalia collapsed, sitting directly on the ground, and began to cry loudly regardless of etiquette.
"Let's go, Her Majesty ..."
"More undead will soon come here, they are crazy now ... And, Kilgadidine got the helmet of the Royal Royal, no one knows what he is going to do, now it's dangerous now!"
After looking at Morgleyni at each other, Old Fedin and the other party came forward forcibly to set up the other party, ready to evacuate at any time.
"..."
Blinking, looking at the other person's sadness, although Annie was very similar to rescue the old man, but the boundary of life and death, this is a profound science. Her intuition tells her that it is best not to intervene easily. The eternal law of nature.
Of course, the boundaries of life and death on her own body must not be dominated by any outsider, even if it is really death!
"Okay! Is it over, right? Come on, let me leave the door for you to leave!"
Xiao Anni looked at the spicy people in front of her eyes, and the space here has become very chaotic. She has been made a lot of dragons, Kilgadidine, and herself. After a short time, there is no way to recover. After thinking about it, I barely took out a cottage version of the spatial gemstone from my pocket.
Since it is open space door, there must be no better than this stuff!
Soon, a huge portal appeared on the top of the top of the ice crown fortress, and a huge portal appeared. Then, the heroes of the Azeroth coalition forces saw the iconic Longmian Temple Gao tower! Subsequently, a bunch of dragons or dragons came around to guard against the sudden appearance of this portal. It wasn't until they saw the crowds that raid the ice crown fortress here, and they let go of their vigilance and let the exit of the portal.
"Well, you hurry up, the energy of this door is limited, you can only open a minute! If you are late, just wait for the dull lunch to eat it!"
"Anyway, I will never come back to save you!"
I heard the anger roar and countless footsteps vibrations of the undead in the distance approached, and Annie, who could not stand this kind of smelly stinky corpse here, directly rushed into the portal.
"The undead is here! Everyone retreats!"
Hearing Xiao Anni said that it was only one minute, and Hilvanas hurriedly led himself to rush in ...
Soon, in front of the main entrance of Longmian Gaota, countless Azeroth warriors passed through the portal and returned here. They had a total of 501 people at the time of departure, and now there are only less than 400 people. Almost one -fifth of the warriors will always sleep in the ice crown fortress ... Maybe, one day, will they still appear in front of everyone in another attitude?
By then, it is estimated that it would be more than a hundred powerful death knights or lichs?
"Annie? Great, you finally come back ... Wait, what about Marlvis?"
Until the portal was closed, the Red Dragon Queen Alexa Tasa, who welcomed the crowd, did not see the brothers of the blue dragon or the blue dragon transformed into the elves, so she couldn't help asking for a hurry.
"Blue Dragon? Olympic ... he grabbed a beautiful mother dragon, and then ran away in advance! Rest assured, he didn't die anyway!"
"..."
"What about the helmets of Alsace and Tongyu?"
Now that the blue dragon king is fine now, Alexa, who is relieved, doesn't want to ask too much, and quickly ask another very important thing.
"You say that dirty demon king ... he was dead!"
A glance at the big sister of Carlyia, who was still red and swollen behind, Anne still explained the Tao honestly.
"Great! What about the helmet of the Royal Royal?"
"I don't know! Anyway, we didn't see something like a helmet. When we were there, the dirty monster king was about to die, maybe ... was it snatched by that Kilgadidine?"
Annie leaned his lips indifferently and worked hard, but he didn't even see the shadow of the helmet.
"This is bad..."
The Red Dragon Queen Alexa Tasa lamented, she never expected that they had made so many efforts. In the end, Kilgadidine, who was burned to the helmet of the Royal Royal ... Presumably the devil and the undead. The day of the flow will not be too long, right?
And once they are united to the south, that kind of scene ...
"You're busy! I still have to go to Odul to fight bad guys.
"So, everyone will see it tomorrow!"
After seeing everyone rushed back, after not stupidly stayed in the big castle of the undead, Xiao Annie hurriedly greeted them in Hilvanas, who was familiar with them, and then transmitted, disappearing, disappearing, and disappearing. In situ.
"etc......"
Hilvanas just wanted to call the other person, and thought that the little guy would bring a little person from here to help. It can be thought that the other party even greeted and disappeared after saying hello .. .... Can this kind of careless look really prevents that Olga from being solemn and destroying the Azeroth world?
I hope ... can the other party really be?
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