"Bang!"

Just as Alessandro and Dick looked at each other, Da Sohan held his sword and blocked Arthas's ferocious slash in the front view, but Da Sohan did not notice that at the last wave of slashes, a blood-red light appeared on the surface of Frost's sorrow. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The spirit world... Blow!"

"Bang!"

Arthas held his sword in both hands, and the ferocious blow directly hit Da Sohan's body and soul, and the holy light in his body was almost crushed!

And his body, like a cannonball, was smashed against the gate.

When Dick saw this, his eyes shrank, he took a few steps back, turned over and rode on his horse, he looked at Alessandro,

"With that said, make your own choice, Grand Lord, and besides, if you are going to Karazan, it is best to take Miss Gianna Proudmoore with you, she will be a good guide!"

"You... Where are you going?"

Alessandro watched Dick tear open the holy light seal on the surface of the black jar in his arms with one hand, and immediately shouted.

"I—I'm going to lure Arthas away, lest he really destroy this place!"

Dick carried the flame of justice behind his back and took one last look at Alessandro,

"High Lord, Arthas won't be back here for at least 3 months! You'd better become an Ember Messenger before he returns with an endless, more powerful army of necromancy, or else... Otherwise we're all finished!"

The next moment, Dikla lifted the reins of his horse, and the horse neighed, and rushed out of the door of the Crusader fortress, Dick held the last point of the Holy Light Seal in one hand, and after running away from the battlefield of Alsace and Gavinrad, he waved his hand, removed the last trace of the seal, and then shouted towards Arthas,

"Arthas, what you want, come with me, or I'll pour it into holy water!"

At this moment, in Arthas's mind, Kel'thugad's voice shouted frantically,

"Damn! Damn! It's that bastard again! He's holding my ashes! Damn!"

"Shut up!"

Arthas roared in his spirit, forced Gavinrad back with a sword, and with a move, the fastest and smallest crypt spider rumbled towards Arthas, and the king of the death knights jumped and landed on top of the head of the crypt spider demon, this strange combination, straight in the direction Dick left, galloped away.

After Arthas left, Farrick, who was the commander of the operation, glanced at the departing prince and pulled out the Soul Sword at his waist.

"Charge, soldiers of His Highness the Prince, destroy this place, in the name of His Highness Arthas!"

Da Sohan, who reacted, also held his long sword, propped up his body, and shouted to the paladins who raised their weapons and prepared for thousands of hand-to-hand combat,

"Close the gates! Defend! Let the priests spread the barrier! Don't let them rush up!"

The paladins woke up like a dream, and the first wave of elven rangers who had already landed on the walls of the crusader fortress opened their bows and fired 5 volleys in a row, finally suppressing the advance of the undead vanguard, and cooperating with the knights to close the fortress gate.

The priests who had been prepared for a long time gathered together, led by the old monks from the Chapel of the Wish of Light, chanting the magic of protection from the Holy Light, and soon, a thin but tough barrier of holy light was erected around the fortress, which could effectively prevent the undead from stepping into the fortress area, and had a strong suppressive and burning effect on any undead who dared to approach, as well as weakening effects.

In the case of the undead hastily assembled and no siege weapons were prepared, it was impossible to break through this weakened barrier unless all the undead in the entire Sidaronmir region were gathered, especially when the Crusader fortress was fully prepared in advance.

The tragic siege on this side was not mentioned for the time being, on the other side, Dick held the urn of Kel'thugad's ashes, rode on his horse, and galloped all the way in the direction of the Sordo River, the crusader fortress was not far from the river, but time, for Dick, had become the most precious thing.

The Crypt Spider Demon has eight legs, and its whole body is like a large beetle, so that its short-range running speed and travel speed are much faster than Dick's war horse, although the endurance is slightly worse, but under the reckless pressure of Frost Sorrow, this spider demon can at least maintain this speed, galloping until the body collapses, which is an advantage that Dick can't match at all.

The distance between him and Arthas is rapidly being narrowed, and by the time he enters Arthas's attack range, with the current strength of Arthas's strength and skill power, as long as he is hit once by Frostmourn, everything will be over.

Moreover, the stretch from the Crusader fortress to the Sordo River was all flat land, and there was no jungle to stop it, and no matter how fast Dick was, he could not escape in a straight line.

The greatest of all these misfortunes was that when the horses came to the towering shores of the galloping Sordo River, Dick did not have to flee anymore.

He panted and turned over and dismounted, patted the horse's neck, and let go of its halter, these war horses domesticated by the Knights of the Silver Hand were extremely intelligent breeds, so after Dick waved his hand at it, feeling the more and more terrifying momentum coming from behind him, the war horse neighed, changed a direction, and ran into the grove not far away.

Dick took the flame of justice from his back, held it in front of him, held the urn in one hand, and looked at Arthas and its spider demon getting closer and closer, the ground began to shake, like a slight earthquake, Dick knew that a single spider demon could not cause such an effect, this was completely Arthas using the talent of the spider demon to psychologically oppress himself.

But he gritted his teeth and gathered all the holy light in his body on his left hand, and the silver hand became warm, and Dick took off the iron hand armor and aimed it in the direction of Arthas, and shot out with a divine shock.

This blow was aimed at the spider demons, these creatures were brought by Arthas from Northrend to Lordaeron, those lord-level spider demons were too heavy to cross the sea, that is to say, this crypt spider demon, at most the elite level, this blow was divine shock, enough to cause damage to it.

"Whew~!"

The fiery light and the power of order were mixed together, and because of the distance, it did not hit the top of the spider demon's head, but still in its forelimbs, a fist-sized hole was opened, and the green blood and terrible wail hindered Arthas's rapid approach, and he stood on top of the spider demon's head, his brow furrowed slightly.

Seeing that the spider demon under his feet endured the pain and kept moving forward, Arthas's face turned cold, and his heart moved, the spider demon stopped his difficult charge, put his huge head on the ground, and Arthas walked down from the corner above the spider demon's head step by step.

Like a king stepping off his shoulder, he took a few steps and stood in front of Dick, his eyes on the urn he held in his arms, and then his eyes on Dick.

Now Dick, who had rushed from the camp of the cold wind to the Crusader fortress and rushed out of the Crusader fortress, his armor was already scattered, and his panting due to nervousness and exhaustion was undoubtedly inferior to that of the silent Alsace.

"Arthas, we're meeting again!"

Dick looked at Arthas with an indifferent face, although he had seen it countless times in the game, but only when he really stood in front of him, the wind that rushed in his face would tell how strong this guy was! Dick felt his body tremble, this was not fear or panic, but the awe from the bottom of his heart when facing a higher creature, facing a predator, as a prey.

"Dick... I remember you..."

Arthas looked at Dick standing in front of him, his voice was cold, like a wisp of cold air squeezed out of the howling north wind, this dark soul had all the memories and beliefs of Arthas, he looked at Dick, a trace of fluctuation flashed in his indifferent eyes, but then he returned to indifference.

"Give me the ashes! I'll give you a decent death!"

"Hehe, do you want to serve you after you die?"

Dick pursed his lips, when the negative emotions in his heart reached their strongest, the panic had dissipated a lot, he looked at Arthas, raised the war hammer in his hand,

"Unfortunately, I refuse!"

Seeing Arthas lift up the frost sorrow that was bubbling with a cold breath, Dick made a gesture and placed the urn beyond the mountain wall, with the surging Sordo River below,

"The Death Grip can quickly pull me towards you, but unfortunately, I know that this can only be applied to monomers, so, me or it, you can only choose one!"

Dick took a step back, one foot was already in the air, he looked at Arthas's indifferent face, and at this moment, Dick suddenly realized that when you have the will to die, no one can control you anymore.

Death is always the fairest thing!

"I'm going to kill you, kill your brothers and friends, kill your love... Gianna, isn't that right? Her Royal Highness would like a vulgar soldier, hehehe, you will kill her in front of you!

Arthas pointed the blade of Frost Sorrow at Dick, who was clearly angered by his actions, but Dick smiled,

"Arthas, I know you're going to Quel'Thalas, you're going to resurrect your evil lieutenant there, but I'm not going to let you succeed easily!

Dick stretched out his fingers and tugged at his neck, slitting his throat insolently.

"Come on, come to Quel'Thalas and find me!Arthas! The game has begun, you can't refuse!"

"Hahaha! The holy light will not be extinguished, and justice will not be extinguished!"

Dick threw it with one hand, and the urn and his body fell into the galloping Sordo River below in two directions, Arthas's indifferent face, for the first time, had a real expression, he took a few quick steps, his left hand reached forward, black and red death energy gushed out from his palm, like a black viper, accurately grabbed the falling urn, wrapped it up, and finally landed firmly in his palm.

But on the other side, in the turbulent river, where is Dick's figure?

"Hey, hey, hey... I take back my previous evaluation, this bastard is a funny bug!"

Kel'thugad's voice sounded in Arthas's head,

"Look, he sent you an invitation, do you want to play this game?"

"He's just trying to buy the knights of Sidaron Mill time to survive!"

Arthas thrust Frostmourn back behind his back, took one last look in the direction of the Sordo River, turned and jumped on top of the spider demon's head that had been healed by the Shadow Energy,

"But you're right, now that the game has begun, what reason is there to give up? I want to see how far this worm can go!

The King of the Death Knight urged the spider demon forward, but this time, it was no longer in the direction of the Crusader fortress, but on the other side, the upper reaches of the Sordo River, and after crossing the mountains there, he could enter the sea, Arthas had no intention of entering East Dharon Mill, and the paladins would not let him enter there so easily.

Chapel of the Light's Wish... As a former paladin, Arthas knew what was buried under that chapel, and it was... Enough to threaten his life!

Regardless of whether Arthas admits Dick's statement or not, in fact, at this moment, the game between the two people revolving around the survival of an ancient country, and even the change of the situation in the entire northern frontier, has begun!

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The game of Dick and Alsace has begun, with a country as a pawn, and the northern frontier as the winner, brothers!