Ravencrest's sudden breakaway caught Dantalinax off guard for a moment, but as soon as he reacted, he was immediately ready to continue using necromancy to control Ravencrest.
However, when his magic fell on Ravencase, it was separated by some unknown magical power, and the spell that could easily bind Ravencase's consciousness lost its effect.
Ravencrest still had free will, and he once again attacked Dantalinax with his sword.
After Dantalinax's spell failed, he hurriedly raised his staff to hold the long sword that Ravencrest had chopped off on his head, but Ravencrest raised his leg and kicked the Dread Lord in the abdomen.
The huge force directly kicked Dantalinax away. Although he was not hurt, he felt humiliated by the continuous attacks from mortals.
Ravencrest stepped forward and was about to continue the attack when Dantalinax let out a piercing scream.
There was magic in this voice, which made Ravencase's soul tremble, his steps stopped, and an uncontrollable dizziness hit his soul.
After being resurrected as an undead, Ravencrest's soul was already somewhat estranged from his body, although unknown forces protected him from regaining control of Dantalinax's magic.
But this does not mean that he can ignore all attacks from Dantalinax. The sudden attack of soul magic puts Ravencrest's situation at an immediate disadvantage.
Dantalinax's body gradually expanded, and Latusius's disguise was directly exploded by the huge body of the Dread Lord, revealing his own strong physique and rune armor.
"Idiot! Do you think you can really compete with us?!"
Dantalinax felt at this time that resurrecting Ravencrest was a mistake. Although manipulating the commander of the Ancient War could make it easier for the undead soldiers to be controlled, they did not necessarily need Ravencrest. Keith.
"If you are unwilling to cooperate, then I will use your damn soul as raw material for the aggregation monster!" Dantalinax stretched out his sharp claws, and the power of evil energy pulled Ravencrest's body apart. into mid-air.
Ravencrest wanted to break free from the Dread Lord's magic, but the strength of the two was not at the same level. Although he was a battle-experienced warrior and commander, he was still very fragile when facing the demon's spells.
To put it bluntly, people who do not have the corresponding strength and will to resist magic will have no choice but to die when they are bound by magic.
Dantalinax's claws thrust out fiercely, intending to destroy Ravencrest's body and soul at once, but at this moment, a stream of blue light burst out of the shadow of the fortress.
After Dantalinax sensed the danger, he retracted his hand as quickly as possible, but despite this, his claws were cut in half.
He was so frightened and furious that he looked around for the source of the attack - it must be someone related to the power that took Ravencrest out of his control!
The blue stream of light sank steadily into the ground. The magic on Ravencrest also lost its effect due to the interruption by Dantalinax. He fell to the ground and looked at the slanted rune sword.
"Frost...Sorrow?"
Dantalinax's thinking suddenly stopped for half a second: Wasn't this sword destroyed long ago?
There can never be another Frostmourne in this world. The origin of this sword is more complicated than anyone imagined. The runes on the sword come from the Maw, the place of death in the entire universe.
After a brief daze, Dantalinax immediately prepared to summon reinforcements. The appearance of Frostmourne made the whole thing confusing. In order to avoid greater changes, summoning reinforcements was the best way.
Before the magic that could be invoked was released, Dantalinax suddenly noticed that the sky seemed to have changed. The sky that was originally shrouded in clouds was dyed a dim orange-red under his gaze.
The color like the sunset struck Dantalinax's soul like a heavy hammer, and the surrounding buildings and scenery slowly became illusory, as if covered with a thin layer. of mist.
The Dread Lord stopped casting spells because it was meaningless. While he was fighting with Ravencrest, the existence hidden in the dark pulled the entire top platform of Black Crow Fortress into the realm of shadow and reality. In the cracks.
The runes on Frostmourne lit up one by one. After the rune sword trembled slightly for a few times, it came out of the hard platform ground and floated in mid-air. Dantalinax's spirit shrank, and the bat wings will As soon as he wrapped himself, evil energy rays shot out from the tips of both wings.
The biting cold wind spurted out from Frostmourne's sword, and a wall of ice rose from the ground, blocking all the evil energy rays. Frostmourne seemed completely unaffected, and the cold wind almost blocked the entire sword. The platform was completely frozen.
Dantalinax's body couldn't stop trembling under the impact of the magical cold wave. The frost not only washed his body, but also sealed his magic and soul.
The Dread Lord struggled to mobilize evil energy, trying to break the frost field created by Frostmourne, but with his mind frozen, his spell casting became extremely slow. The spells that could usually be used with just one thought were now But it takes several seconds to reset the technique.
But his attention and frozen nerves that had been attracted by Frostmourne made him completely ignore the space behind him. From the shadow, a knight holding a giant sword walked out.
The Holy Light was like a torch. However, under the spread of Frostmourne's frost, it provided excellent cover for the Holy Light, so that the Dreadlord did not notice Arthas's appearance at all.
The giant sword slashed down, and the wind and snow of Frostmourne also stopped. Dantalinax's back was instantly torn apart by the Ashbringer, and he fell to the ground, dying.
"Arthas... how can you... still be alive in this world?" Dantalinax's weak voice was full of doubts and confusion. He could not accept that he had failed like this.
This is completely unreasonable! This is beyond anyone’s expectations!
The Dread Lord could not accept that his failure was entirely accidental. He had already arranged everything for Black Crow Fortress, but the arrival of Arthas disrupted all his plans and even killed him on the spot.
Arthas had no words. He held the hilt of the Ashbringer's sword upside down and pressed down hard. The blade of the sword pierced directly into the body of the Dread Lord, and the flames of holy light spread instantly within the demon's body.
After the shrill scream, the Dread Lord, who turned into a charred corpse, finally lost the opportunity to do evil, and his soul was captured by Frostmourne. What awaited him was endless torture and pain.
Arthas pulled out the Ashbringer, which was still burning with scorching flames.
"the last one."
