"It's you?!"
Orgrim thought about ten thousand possibilities as to what kind of existence the Lich King was, but he did not connect him with the prince of Lordaeron.
"It seems that your ritual was completed well and you didn't turn into a mindless zombie."
Arthas glanced at Orgrim and said exactly the same thing as Lothar.
"In other words, I am like this because of you?" Orgrim's boots made a sound when he stepped on the hard and cold Saronite iron ground.
The orc, who was much taller than Arthas, stood in front of the prince. Unfortunately, Arthas would not be intimidated by the mere size difference.
"No one taught you to kneel before the king, orc."
Orgrim's eyes bulged, and he was about to get angry, but the oppression of Arthas's soul made him feel as if he was carrying a mountain on his back. His legs bent, and he almost knelt on the ground.
His strong body was constantly shaking under the pressure, but he never completely knelt on the ground. However, Arthas replaced the Lich Queen, and almost no one was immune to the suppression of the undead.
The heavy plate armor knee pads hit the ground hard, squeezing and denting the ground. Orgrim barely supported his body, maintaining a surrendering posture of kneeling on one knee.
"You...resurrected me just to humiliate me?"
Orgrim felt that this was an unbearable shame. Orcs could accept death, but they could not accept being robbed of glory by their enemies.
Arthas turned his back, stared at the magic ceremony in the center of the hall, and said flatly, "You are a sinner, and I gave you a chance to atone for your sins."
"What crime am I guilty of?! You and I just have different positions!"
"I'm not talking about the mistakes committed against me or humans. Those are the orcs who need to repay." Arthas examined his gauntlet leisurely. "Your atonement is for Azeroth."
Orgrim was already so angry that he couldn't listen to Arthas' words. He tried to stand up from the ground, but he felt like he was being held down by a Gronn and couldn't move at all. No.
"Do you think the orcs have gotten rid of everything?" Arthas' voice was like the voice of death, knocking on Orgrim's heart.
"Gul'dan is dead. We just want a place to stay. Most of the orcs are also victims and innocent -!!" Orgrim said plausibly.
"Innocent? Haha, when you invaded the alliance territory, did you consider that the women and children you slaughtered were innocent? When you massacred the draenei, did you think about the innocent people you used as sacrifices?"
Arthas looked sternly, "No orc is innocent."
Orgrim was surprised at why Arthas knew what had happened in Draenor. At the same time, he was also a little speechless. Arthas' words directly touched the orcs' pain.
When he was the chief, he could ignore the blood debt on his hands, but after he died once, those things seemed to be an endless nightmare, echoing in his mind.
"Everything is a bloody fact. No matter how you excuse it, the glory of the orcs has long been a joke. You are just poor people enslaved by demons."
"You have committed numerous crimes in Shattrath, Karabor, Stormwind City, Draenor and the Eastern Kingdoms. Do you think that running away will end it all?"
"Do you think that escaping can eliminate hatred?! Answer, answer, I, Orgrim Doomhammer!"
"I would love to have every orc I see put to death in an asylum rather than be merciful enough to grant you a second chance."
Every word of Arthas was like a heavy hammer hitting Orgrim's heart. The arrogant orc finally lowered his head, "I... I can be loyal to you, but please let my compatriots go. They ...They are no longer the beasts controlled by demon blood."
"It's not that simple, Orgrim, no," Arthas said indifferently. He was a true Lich King, a ruthless undead monarch.
"Because of you, the Burning Legion has set its sights on our world. If you still want to get back your glory, go hunt those despicable demons instead of giving up your life in a random battle."
After finishing the conversation, Arthas ignored the silent Orgrim and gave instructions to his great butler Anub'arak.
"Anub'arak, take this death knight to calm down. He still needs some time before joining us."
After the crypt lord led Orgrim away, Anduin Lothar touched his nose and said, "Ahem, you seem to be very dissatisfied with the orcs."
"Sir Lothar, I think you don't have a good impression of them either." Arthas sighed, "If it weren't for the scarcity of our high-end combat power, I would not be willing to resurrect a pure man like Orgrim. Orcs.”
"Yes, Stormwind City was destroyed in their hands after all, but... according to you, we are also at fault - Medivh..."
As Lothar spoke, he thought of those sad past events again, and the death knight shook his head helplessly.
If Medivh hadn't been contaminated by a fragment of Sargeras's soul, no one would have been able to open the astral portal from Draenor to Azeroth.
"Okay, being sad about the past will not solve the problem. I said those words to Orgrim just to make him recognize the facts." Arthas patted Lothar on the shoulder. "If it is not necessary, I don't want to Controlling a death knight by force."
"Even if you become an undead monarch, you still have the kindness of a paladin," Lothar joked. "Don't call me Sir Lothar. That happened during your lifetime. Just call me Lothar."
"I have not abandoned the Holy Light. Everything has two sides."
Arthas returned his attention to the ceremony. Although he had completed his part, the performance of the elf mage souls showed that this ceremony was not easy to hold.
Lothar walked up to Arthas and marveled, "This method is enough to make Dalaran send out mage troops to arrest you ten thousand times."
"Aren't you one of those wanted now?" Arthas curled his lips, "The Lich's resurrection ritual is much more complicated than that of the Death Knight. In order to ensure that they have powerful spellcasting capabilities, they must find a sufficient level of energy. source."
In the middle of the ritual circle was the corpse of Archmage Kel'Thuzad. His soul had been extracted and preserved in a carefully crafted phylactery.
As long as the phylactery is not destroyed, just destroying the lich's physical body cannot kill a lich. After his lich body is destroyed, the soul will return to the phylactery and wait for the next time. resurrection.
However, the energy and energy required for the first transformation is unimaginable. A better way is to use a powerful enough energy source or magic network node to complete the ritual.
It's a pity that Arthas can no longer directly use the elves' Sunwell to complete the resurrection ceremony, otherwise the elves will definitely fight for him.
The Sunwell, which is polluted by the power of death, will pass on its fatal influence to every elf that absorbs its magic power. This shakes the foundation of the elf in disguise.
During the conversation between the two, the light of the ceremony suddenly dimmed, and Arthas shook his head slightly helplessly.
"Alex, is it still not possible?"
This is the soul of an Archmage who was responsible for this resurrection ceremony. The Elf Mage looked ashamed, "Sorry, Your Majesty, the magic network nodes in Icecrown Glacier are too chaotic under the influence of the boundary between life and death. It is difficult for us to gather up to standard standards." magic."
"Okay, I get it, it seems I have to find another way."
"Sigh... If the Well of Eternity is still there, I can easily complete this ritual with just a small bottle of well water." The Archmage seemed to be upset about his failure. It was not that he was not good at his skills, but It is difficult to meet the needs of the ritual with the magic power gathered by human power alone.
Water from the Well of Eternity?
Arthas thought thoughtfully, "Wait a minute, Alex, if it is the energy source that is assimilated into the well water of the Eternal Well, can it meet the needs of the ritual?"
"In this case, a larger amount is needed. After all, the derived magic source is far inferior to the real Well of Eternity."
"Can you give an approximate demand?"
Alex closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "Give me ten crystal bottles of this type of well water, and I will definitely be able to complete the ritual."
Arthas nodded. Ten bottles was not a lot, and if it was to create a powerful enough lich, the price was not high.
With his own face, if he goes to find Kael'thas, he should be able to solve the urgent problem, but this also reminds Arthas that he must quickly find an energy source that can be used by the Scourge Legion.
Although the magic power contaminated by the power of death is enough to resurrect the undead, in order to ensure the purity of the ritual and the quality of the resurrected, a high-purity energy source is still needed...
Kel'Thuzad's soul was sealed in the phylactery, and Arthas did not awaken it. He did not know what this pious "seeker" would think when he found out that his immediate superiors had been replaced.
After leaving the ceremony hall, Arthas and Lothar walked on the main road of Icecrown Fortress. Lothar asked, "What are you going to do next?"
"There are still many things to do. There are still troubles waiting for me to resolve in the Eastern Kingdom, not to mention there are many Kalim on the other side of the sea."
Although he did not know the specific movements of the Dread Lord, Arthas was basically certain that Tichondrius and several of his accomplices must have noticed the movement in Northrend, but they did not make any move, indicating that they must have more important things at hand. things.
The Lich King was originally one of the chess pieces used by the Burning Legion to capture Azeroth. The reason why the Dreadlords gave up this chess piece could only be that they had mastered the key factors for the direct arrival of the Legion.
"I have to ask you to help me look after the Scourge here for a while. I have to go back to the Eastern Kingdom to deal with things." Arthas made the arrangement, which is why he came to Lothar. No one can compare with him. More suitable to be a commander and commander.
Lothar said with a smile, "I didn't expect that I would have such a big official position as soon as I took office - what do I need to do?"
"Supervise the movements of those low-level undead, don't let their instincts cause us too much trouble, and supervise the construction of the Icecap Glacier project."
"After some time, Naxxramas, who was sent to the floating fortress in the Eastern Kingdom to prepare to release the plague, will come back and wipe out the Lich King loyalists who are unwilling to belong to us."
Lothar probably understood Alsace's deployment, which was all for the development of the Scourge. They already had an unparalleled advantage in numbers, and now they must strengthen their upper-level forces.
The former Grand Marshal did not ask anything else. He also knew that it was not the time for the Scourge to intervene in the situation in Azeroth. They must take advantage of this time to develop as quickly as possible to face future crises.
The Crown of Dominance was left on the Frozen Throne by Arthas and sealed in a special way, turning it into a signal tower. Although he was not wearing it, he could still use part of the Lich King's power through this link. power.
After hesitating for a moment, Lothar asked Arthas what he planned to do with Orgrim.
"Handle it? I've already dealt with it, otherwise I wouldn't have resurrected him - he and you are old rivals, and you should know how to talk to him."
"I need a messenger who can bring death to the Burning Legion, not a frustrated old orc."
Arthas calmly passed the blame to Lothar and left calmly with the Generalissimo's bitter look on his face. But just before he left the fortress, Arthas said something slowly.
"I'm sorry, Generalissimo. Sooner or later, I will let everyone understand."
Lothar put away her smile and became serious, "There is nothing to apologize for. This is also my choice - all for Azeroth."
After handling the last trivial matter, Arthas' mission in Icecrown has come to an end. He now has to return to the Eastern Kingdom to track down the whereabouts of the Dreadlords. It would be best if he could avoid the second invasion of the Burning Legion. the result of.
But he felt that this matter might not be that easy. What could be the thing that would make the Dread Lords abandon the Scourge rather than hide away?
Riding the Invincible, throwing Kel'Thuzad's phylactery into the space package, Arthas embarked on the journey back to Dagger Sheath Bay, as alone as when he came.
Darkness under the light has begun to breed, but when both belong to the same hand, life and death arrive at the same end by different paths.
