Turn your gaze back to the battlefield of the Ice Throne. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The aftermath of the Frost Sorrow's anger had not yet dissipated, and the purple soul storm was still raging at the edge of the throne, and the icicles that pierced the surface of the ice were completely destroyed in this crazy eruption, along with the Viku necromancers summoned by Arthas, who were sealed into icicles in the violent burst of ice energy, and then shattered into powder by the soul explosion that followed.

The ice-blue halo accompanied by the flying of powder made the entire quiet Ice Throne extremely gorgeous, this should be the darkest gathering place, but it is the only place where the entire Icecrown Glacier can see the starry sky, so the starlight and the ice-blue halo are intertwined, but it makes this cruel place in the world, with a trace of humanity.

Arthas held the ice-blue magic sword in both hands, and beneath the Helm of Domination, there was still a trace of surprise and disbelief in those eyes, and across from him, under the five ice blades, his opponents were unharmed by a frenzied insurrection that could tear anyone's soul apart.

Uther shook his body, and on the surface of his body, the special layer of red light shattered one by one, and the same was true for the others, behind everyone, the pale Shadow Hunter Vorking stopped the ancient troll war dance, and the power of Loa faded from him, and even a glimmer of blood oozed from the old troll's mouth.

In front of him, Dick was half-kneeling on the ground, and the shield of Agrama was blocked by him in front of his body, just now, it was because of the existence of this shield that he could ensure that Woking, the only one who was not protected by the ancient and mysterious "voodoo" magic, would not die in the explosion of energy.

The shield of Agrama represents the rules of defense, although Dick has not been able to fully mobilize it, but its body alone is not something that Arthas can destroy, after all, this is a real artifact inherited from the hands of the Titan Agrama.

As for "Voodoo", this is the ultimate skill given to the Shadow Hunters by the mysterious troll god Loa, through mysterious voodoo, to guide Loa's power to descend on the spellcaster's allies, and during the time when the voodoo is in effect, the sheltered people will not be invaded by evil!

Invincible in every sense of the word... Woking had used this trick against the Nightmare Tyrant with Thrall and Sarufar, who was no weaker than Arthas.

But Woking's body, which can only stand up with a wooden war spear, also represents an exit from combat power.

In fact, to be able to keep the existence of so many warriors under the full outbreak of frost sorrow, Woking, the killer weapon that Dick named to come, has fully played its due role.

"Protect yourself!"

Dick said to Woking behind him, his body turned into a streamer, the shield of Agrama and the frost sorrow collided again, behind him, Viren's holy light technique had already lit up, just right to heal Dick's slightly tired body, after Woking lost his combat effectiveness, Uther had to take on the responsibility of attacking the cold ice peak, but fortunately, the sad anger of Frost just now also helped everyone to some extent.

The five heavy icicles had been weakened a lot by the burst of energy, and in the collision between Dick and Arthas, the first pillar collapsed under a blow from Mograine, and the paladin almost immediately felt the strength of the shield, and Arthas's roar also resounded on the throne at this moment.

"Is that how you want to die?"

"I will fulfill you!"

The Lich King forced the paladin back with a sword, the magic sword flew, and four frost walls that exuded cold air rose around his body, blocking Dick from the wall, which could not stop the paladin, the war hammer smashed into the frost wall with brilliant holy light and great force, and the large ice blocks shattered, but all the Lich King needed was these few seconds, Frost Sorrow was held high by him, and the next moment, the howling cold wind and snowflakes that were at least 10 times heavier swirled from the ground where Arthas stood, and swirled around him, turning into a super-large hurricane that enveloped the entire Ice Throne in an instant。

"The power of the ice of the Northland, roar and drown these ants!"

The temperature was low to the limit, and the power of ice in Arthas's hands completely exploded at this moment, and even forced back Dick who rushed up, the Lich King laughed wildly and stretched out his left hand, and the circle of Death's Grip appeared at his feet, with a filthy chain of energy pounced on the people who were still destroying the remaining four icicles, Mograine and Old Ferding turned back at the same time, and unleashed two interlaced X-shaped holy lightsabers, smashing the filthy energy.

Arthas didn't care, he grinned and shook the magic sword, the power of darkness spread all over the ice throne under his feet, and as the magic sword pierced into the frozen ground under his feet, the edge of the entire throne began to collapse rapidly under this blow, the ground was shaking, and the throne was about to fall!

"No one can defeat me! no one can defeat death!"

This shock did not affect the Lich King, the magic sword in his hand swung forward, each sword will bring out a thick sword shadow in the air, Dick held the shield of Agrama, and continued to retreat under the collision of this abnormal huge force, dozens of frost balls mixed in the cold wind, this insidious attack smashed towards everyone from the sky, Woking, who couldn't dodge, was hit by an autumn of ice, and then burst out of the huge force, knocking the Shadow Hunter away, falling towards the platform, and was caught by Sarufar who jumped out of the wooden spear he was holding in his hand, Sarufar flew out of the platform, and was grabbed back by Uther with the grip of death。

This height, once falling... Ten deaths!

The collapse of the ground continued, and at this most critical moment, Old Ferding let out a wild roar, and the shadow sorrow in his hand burst into a purple halo at this moment, and the re-opened Senluo Wanxiang bombarded the scarred icicle in front of him indiscriminately, and finally, the second ice peak snapped.

Arthas's power weakened by 20% again, and Dick used his shield to block Frostmourn's slash for the first time, and was never knocked out again!

There is hope for all!

"Go help them! Viren, I can hold on! Brothers! Fight one last time! Cut off one more pillar, and we'll win!"

Dick shouted behind him, the wings behind him flapped again, and the whole person turned into a golden lightning bolt and rushed into the ice-blue hurricane, the old priest ran forward a few steps, and the heavy holy light poured into the cracked ground under his feet, creating a platform for everyone to stand on.

All the battles, all the grievances, have reached the final climax at this moment!

With the power of everyone, there is no need to cut down the five peaks at all, and most importantly, there is another end of the centaur who is sealing the soul furnace, everyone knows this, so just like Dick said, as long as one more pillar is chopped off, the power of Frost Sorrow and the blessing of the soul furnace to Arthas will be completely erased, and at that time, in the face of the most powerful people in the entire world, the Lich King will only end up with hatred.

But it wasn't just Dick who understood this, Arthas had apparently burst out to the bottom of the box in this situation, and he roared loudly at the sky surrounded by hurricanes on all sides,

"Varri, come to your master's aid! I command you! kill them!"

The next moment, light and shadow flickered in the dark sky, and 8 white doors of light opened in the sky, and then 8 female figures composed of dark white light all over their bodies, they wore silver-white armor, wore silver armor, and had wings on their backs, holding white war spears, looking like the maids of the gods.

This is the real killer weapon around Arthas, the Vagri who can collect souls and transport souls, the soul messenger, can get these legendary creatures, it has been proved that Arthas and the fallen Hela have some kind of secret connection, this can travel back and forth between the present world and the country of shadows, special necromantic creatures also have great power, the moment they see these figures appear, whether it is the difficult use of holy light to fight against the death and cold in the air all the time, or the warriors who are destroying icicles, everyone's faces are shocked。

Alsace still hides such power!

But just as the eight Vagri appeared, the corners of Dick's mouth flashed into a strange smile at this moment, which was captured by Arthas, and the Lich King's heart sank, and he heard Dick's voice echo the sky in the howling of the storm.

"Wagli of the Shadow Country, whose orders do you follow, me, or him?"

8 flew down, with endless momentum of the figure suddenly stopped at this moment, like a wolf pack meeting a tiger, like a predator meeting a more powerful hunter, Arthas's eyes widened at this moment, and Dick's voice of victory sounded again,

"In the name of the Great Guardian, I command you! Attack my opponent!"

But no!

The 8 Vagri did not obey Dick's orders, they just flapped their wings and stayed in place, not advancing or retreating, as if they were struggling!

"We... Unable... Attack! of the order..."

"Hahahaha!"

Arthas flew a sword, smashing the shield in Dick's hand outward, the momentum of his whole body was full again, and he no longer had to distract himself from attacking those guys who were destroying the ice peak, it seemed that he had made up his mind to keep Dick here, the paladin used the war hammer in his hand to fight against Arthas in the state of soul blessing, constantly retreating, behind him without noticing, in the blind corner of his vision, a ball of frost was quietly forming.

"That's amazing, Dick, to be able to bypass the amulet that Hela gave me and command Vagri... Even in this case, even if I raise you to the level of the most worthy of attention, I still find that I underestimate you!"

"Bang"

"But I'm not going to make that mistake again... I won't despise you anymore!"

The Frostmourn Blade, wrapped in dark and ice-blue blades, grazed Dick's right arm with unshakable force, then pulled back again, smashing his blocking hammer aside, Dick's arms spun to place the heavy shield in front of him, but the next moment, his right foot touched the frost orb behind him.

"Bang"

The small puck exploded, and the cold energy rushed in all directions, and Dick staggered, steadying his body, but his defensive movements were a little slower.

At this moment, the Lich King roared wildly and lunged forward, gripping the hilt of his sword with both hands, the dark energy forming a crazy vortex behind him, and in Dick's angry gaze, the blade pierced through his shield, and then, pierced into his... Abdomen.

"Poof"

The blood splashed, and before the golden fluorescent blood hit the ground, it had already turned into a droplet-shaped ice cube, clanging and smashing on the ground.

"No! Dick!"

"Bastard! let him go!"

"Viren... Leave us alone, go save him!"

Blood and shards of internal organs spilled on the frozen ground, and the exclamations of his companions and the cold voice of Arthas rang in the paladin's ears,

"Die quietly, Dick... I really... It's true... I've had enough of you!"

Anvena, who was fighting against the endless stream of undead who rushed in from the platform below, screamed, turned into golden light and returned to Dick's body, desperately encouraging the holy light to treat him, at this moment of death, this usually poisonous tongue of the sun spirit, also finally revealed the most true feelings, she shouted in fear,

"Don't die! stupid, don't go, don't leave me alone! Please..."

When the Lich King deflected the blade and was about to cut the paladin in two, Dick's hands gripped Frostmourn's blade, and the edge sliced into his right hand, blood dripping again, and a voice sounded in his heart, it was Liadrin's voice, she was telling him... The time has come!

"Ahem... Soul Crucible... It's sealed!"

The paladin struggled to grip the blade with both hands, he looked at Arthas and whispered, as if it were some kind of judgment, "You... There is no escape!"

"What stupid things are you talking about... Antonidas won't be defeated by a few rookies, you're crazy, die!"

Arthas sneered, his hands strained, and the paladin's abdomen was slowly sliced open, but just 1 second later, a weakness appeared on his body, just like Dick said... The Soul Furnace, at this moment, is sealed!

The soul blessing is no longer valid... His power, banished!

Arthas sensed this, and he smashed his frenzied punch on Dick's head, smashing the paladin who could not fight back to the ground, and then raised his sword high, the blade that shone with a deadly light directly at Dick's head, and Arthas's eyes shone with a last look of madness,

"So what! Just kill you! Victor, it's still me!"

"Anvina... Don't cry... Let's... Try again... Remember, the Shadow Country? I've left my life to you..."

Arthas's blade fell, Sarufar's figure jumped in mid-air, Uther's Death Grip was about to fall behind Arthas, and the blade of Shadowmourn and the Holy Light of the Ash Bringer, even Viren threw out a ball of sacred fire and holy protection, but it was too late, there was no time.

Dick... It seems to be dead.

But is that really the case? Are the guardians, maintainers, judges, and sanctioners of order really just dead?

No... Of course not... This is not the end he deserves!

"Boom"

At this moment, the shining silver light knocked Arthas out of the air, and the entire devastated Ice Throne ushered in a second vibration at this moment, more violent and crazy than the first, whether it was the sword blade of frost sorrow, or the holy light, or death, or anger, it was completely excluded by the indifferent silver light at this moment.

It's no longer the chants flying, it's the bells... The bell of judgment seemed to herald the arrival of the real great man, a powerful, great, otherworldly creature... Came into the world again.

Arthas scrambled up from the ground, holding himself on with frost sorrow, but the moment he raised his head, Arthas froze in place.

"Open... What are you kidding! This is... What the hell is this!"

In front of his eyes, in front of everyone, a mysterious creature wearing gorgeous silver armor, with fist armor in his left hand, covered with a holy white hood on his head, and six mysterious creatures that jumped like spider silk and drew a dazzling light and shadow in the air appeared, his body seemed to be suspended in the air, the toes of his left foot slightly touched the ground, and under the fist armor of his left hand, the silver flame of justice had never shone so wildly... It's like a true sword of order, not a warhammer.

He held the shield of Agrama in his right hand, and when he looked up, all Arthas could see was the darkness beneath his hood.

It's a sacred and cold, powerful and monstrous creature... Even the well-informed old priest Viren, who had lived for 2W5 thousand years, had never seen such a creature.

The entire battlefield fell silent, except for the sound of the cold wind blowing through the throne, and after a few seconds, the creature spoke slowly, its voice emotionless, like a dull metallic sound.

"I... It's order!"

"Are you ready for trial?"