"Ridiculous trick."
After Ner'zhul regained his normal vision, he easily noticed Arthas' small movements.
The prince holds an inscribed musket in his hand, which was made by a dwarf and baptized by the Holy Light himself. It has extra killing power against all undead or demons.
However, such an attack poses almost no threat to Ner'zhul. Even if the thorium bullet is engraved with the inscription of Holy Light, it is not difficult to block the bullet.
The Lich King extended part of his soul power and condensed it into a tight wall. But just when he thought he could easily block it, the moment the bullet touched his soul barrier, the thorium shell suddenly cracked.
——That is not a blessing inscription, but an extremely unstable Holy Light Bomb!
Once it encounters the stimulation of magic or other energy, it will burst and ignite the holy light energy inside.
The scorching holy light spurted out, triggering a huge explosion with considerable power, but this still did not panic Ner'zhul, and he calmly strengthened his defenses.
But at the moment when the soul barrier came into contact with the holy light, Alsace sprinted forward like lightning, and the instantaneous explosion cracked the ground under his feet.
Ner'zhul's movements froze. He had no idea that in the battle just now, Arthas had actually hidden part of his strength!
Under the cover of the Holy Light, Arthas raised his war hammer, completely defeating Ner'zhul's protective measures. He ignored the icicles and magic flying towards him, because in front of him, the Holy Light condensed into half. Round shield.
Ner'zhul immediately took back the part of the soul that controlled the Scourge, and a massive amount of soul power rushed towards Arthas like a landslide and tsunami, trying to completely annihilate it.
Under the Frozen Throne, Anub'rakhan, who was fighting Anub'arak, suddenly slowed down and did not fight back even when the Crypt Lord's front claws pierced his body.
"Stop...stop...the Lich King no longer controls me!"
Anub'rakhan's body was temporarily unable to move, but he could still speak. Seeing that his old king was planning to cut him into pieces, he quickly persuaded Anub'arakan.
Anub'arak was about to continue the attack, and was stunned when he heard Anub'rakhan's words. He was not worried that Anub'rakan was cheating, because the opponent's body did stop motionless.
Other undead belonging to the Scourge also became chaotic after the Lich King took away the will to rule them. Many high-level undead that were out of control were either stunned like Anub'rakan, or they directly turned against the people around him. Diehard loyal to the Lich King.
The situation on the battlefield instantly reversed. Originally, Anub'arak's side was at a disadvantage and could only hold back the undead army, but now it turned into a mess of the out-of-control Scourge Legion.
Anub'rakhan tried hard to regain control of his body, but although the Lich King no longer directly enslaved them, it was still difficult for him to move due to the flaws in his soul.
This is the backhand left by the Lich King on those servants who are too powerful to prevent them from turning their backs immediately after they are out of control.
"Master, did he succeed?"
Anub'arak raised his head and looked at the top of the Frozen Throne. At that place, a clear and huge soul turmoil suddenly exploded. The suffocating sense of oppression made the soul fire of many low-level undead become unstable. stand up.
"I'm afraid not... This is the Lich King's soul fluctuation - the human just now may be in danger." Anub'rakhan also felt the natural suppression of the Lich King's soul power. While trying to regain his freedom, Anub'rakhan asked Anu' Nubarak said.
When they resisted the Lich King and his minions, they were defeated by such power.
Although the bugs were very powerful both physically and magically, the gap at the soul level caught many of them off guard.
But now... the Lich King's power is obviously more powerful, and I am afraid that even those Dread Lords are no longer his opponents.
"I have to help." Anub'arak planned to help Arthas kill the Lich King.
But Anub'rakan hummed with advice, "It's best not to go. We are all undead now, and we don't have much ability to resist when facing the Lich King."
The Crypt Lord was silent. Anub'rakhan was right. On the Frozen Throne, the Lich King's power exceeded their imagination.
…………
On the top of the glacier, when Arthas faced the tsunami-like pressure of souls, he could not help but feel his breathing stagnant for a while - Ner'zhul was worthy of being the second and fifth son, and he knew how to hide his true power.
He even kept the Nathrezim in the dark, unaware that when Ner'zhul expanded the Scourge, his power had escaped their control.
But being in danger did not make Alsace show any panic, and a blue light lit up around his waist.
As the light extended, Frostmourne spontaneously popped out from his waist and stood in front of Arthas, frantically sucking in the Lich King's erupting soul.
"What?!"
Ner'zhul immediately realized that Arthas deliberately allowed himself to take back control of the Scourge, so that when faced with the souls he had gathered, he could use Frostmourne to take away his control of the Scourge!
This not only weakened his control of the Scourge, but also directly weakened Ner'zhul's power, because his own power was enhanced through the feedback of the undead.
Ner'zhul wanted to withdraw his power, but Frostmourne was like a hungry wolf that would never let go of its prey. The power of the magic sword gradually began to increase under the nourishment of the soul, and it started a tug-of-war with Ner'zhul.
Ner'zhul, who failed to regain his power, immediately planned to use Frostmourne's backup plan to break the current situation. However, when he used runes to guide Frostmourne to stop, he found that Frostmourne did not react at all. .
'how so? '
If Ner'zhul still had a body, his expression would be very ugly right now - he suddenly realized that he seemed to be the one being plotted against.
'But...how on earth did this human being know about my existence? He seems to know everything about him...even the Scourge! '
One question after another flashed through Ner'zhul's mind. There were still many things he had not yet figured out, but it was obvious that Arthas would not give him that time.
Carrying the war hammer, Arthas walked to the ice that imprisoned Ner'zhul.
"Wait! Maybe we can make a deal, like about those demons-"
Ignoring Ner'zhul's words at all, Arthas' war hammer fell hard on the ice, and a crack immediately appeared in the solid shadow ice.
Ner'zhul immediately felt that part of his power was flowing out faster along the crack. Frostmourne seemed to be aware of this and increased his plunder of Ner'zhul.
"boom!"
The second hammer fell decisively. Arthas' only purpose was to smash the ice and completely destroy Ner'zhul's evil soul on the Frozen Throne.
"Don't you care about the future of this world? Kill me, and you won't be their opponent!"
The Lich King was really panicked. Arthas was like a stone. He didn't care about anything he said and focused on hitting hard.
"It's too late for you to stop now. I promise that I will not threaten the safety of the Eastern Kingdom again! I can also secretly help you become the strongest being in the Eastern Kingdom!"
Ner'zhul kept uttering seductive words, trying to get Arthas to stop.
After Arthas heard these words, he made a move, which made Ner'zhul feel happy, thinking that Arthas had fallen into the trap, and he immediately began to pour the power of corruption into his words.
But Alsace just replied calmly: "Leave your gift in hell to compensate your compatriots. Maybe they will forgive you?"
Arthas' words made Ner'zhul's mind freeze. He recalled the tragic situation when Draenor was destroyed because of his own arrogance. Countless orcs were thrown out of Draenor by the chaotic gravity, and those who remained on the ground were Swallowed by the divided earth.
The wails of those dead tribesmen were one of the few nightmares in Ner'zhul's heart, and Arthas' words just brought back his painful memories.
While Ner'zhul was distracted, Alsace's final blow crashed down, shattered shadow ice crystals fell one after another, and the ice that imprisoned the Lich King was completely shattered.
As the shadow crystal was destroyed, the absorbed and digested souls in Ner'zhul's body began to riot. In his gradually blurred vision, he vaguely saw the quiet valley of his hometown and the bright moon that never sets.
That was the hometown of the Shadowmoon Clan, the Shadowmoon Valley of Draenor - Ner'zhul seemed to see his wife and his people living an ordinary life in this peaceful valley, following the shaman's way. .
As he was approaching death, Ner'zhul, as the Lich King, also saw a vision of the interface between life and death.
"you……"
Only in the Frozen Throne, where the Lich King was created, can he be completely destroyed, and this time, he is truly dead forever, with no chance of resurrection.
Ner'zhul didn't even have time to finish his last words. All his regrets and hatred were eliminated in the soul riot caused by Arthas using Frostmourne. Even Frostmourne didn't have time to absorb his soul. Ner'zhul Zu was torn apart by the soul whirlpool.
After realizing that Ner'zhul's soul had completely disappeared, Arthas let out a long breath: Ner'zhul was the most dangerous enemy he had ever encountered in every aspect.
But Ner'zhul is also an enemy that must be eliminated in his plan. As long as this guy survives for one day, he will be a huge threat to the Eastern Kingdoms and even the entire Azeroth.
Several "clang" sounds came from the ice pile. Arthas cut through the broken ice and picked up the armor originally attached to Ner'zhul's soul from the ground.
Ner'zhul's influence has dissipated with his destruction, but this set of armor made of unknown metal is not equipment that a mortal can wear.
Alsace squatted down and picked up the helmet from the ground. The crown-like helmet was inlaid with a jet black gemstone in the center, but when you look at it carefully, you will feel that its color is somewhere between dark blue and grayish white.
The Helm of Domination is the most important part of the Lich King's armor. This helmet is an artifact forged by Kil'jaeden drawing the power of the Shadow Kingdom.
It can amplify the user's thoughts. Ner'zhul is able to control so many undead and has a close connection with it.
And now the death of the Lich King will bring about a consequence, that is, the undead who were enslaved and summoned to the material world by him will riot - this is why there must be a Lich King.
Any undead soul that is not under control will develop hatred towards the living. This is the instinct of the undead unless someone can fundamentally control their thoughts.
The Scourge will only become more crazy after losing their master. Due to Ner'zhul's previous actions, the boundary between life and death in Icecrown Glacier has become a vague concept. Here, the living will die and the dead will "live" come over.
Holding the helmet in his arms, Arthas raised it in front of him and put on the "crown" for himself.
The moment he put on the helmet, blue "flames" burned in Alsace's eyes. He felt that his thoughts were suddenly stretched far and wide, and he observed the world from a strange perspective.
His eyes seemed to be scanning down from the sky, taking in everything easily. He could even see himself putting on the crown.
He held Frostmourne floating toward him, swept away the broken ice blocking the throne, sat on it, leaned Frostmourne against his legs, and supported his head with one hand.
The moment Arthas sat down, almost all the undead received the same order: quiet down and clean up the Lich King's hardcore minions.
The undead who were originally fighting together like a machine stopped, turned their heads slightly, and looked at a few psychics who were still trying to drive the ghouls away - they were the lackeys of the Lich King.
Amid the screams, those dehumanized psychics were drowned by the sea of undead.
Scenes like this happened in various locations in Northrend. All the undead, whether they voluntarily surrendered to the Lich King or were forced to obey Ner'zhul, realized one thing: the Scourge had a new master.
