Dick's breathing was a little heavy, and he reached out and placed the silver-white card in the palm of his hand. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

That's his hole card!

Dick raised his head, the sight of more than a dozen frost dragons rushing in unison made people's legs tremble, Dick was sure to kill one of them, if he tried his best, it was not impossible to kill two or even three, but when the number of top-level war weapons of this Scourge Legion reached a limit, even Dick could only feel powerless.

Arthas and the Grand Lich glanced back at the frost dragon approaching Dalaran's platform at the same time, and the two undead breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Although the convergence of dark energy made them feel terrified, as long as they could destroy the magic circle engraved around the platform, and even without them having to do it themselves, the rampaging energy would devour the demon hunter who knew the height of the sky.

"Win!"

The thought crossed Arthas's mind, and his heart felt light. Once the idea was reached, the pressure brought to him by Uther suddenly decreased a lot, he swung a sword, the cold wind was bone-chilling, and with the impact of the cold wind containing the power of the north wind and snowfield, he blocked Uther's frantic slash, and the heavy snow and frost appeared on the surface of Uther's armor, making his movements slow down a little, and with the force from the sword body, Arthas jumped back lightly.

He moved his shoulders and held Frost Sorrow in his hands,

"Now, let's have some fun!"

The next moment, a second before Uther's sword blade fell, the fur of the King of the Death Knight flew backwards, and a cloud of ice and snow visible to the naked eye swirled around his body, this strange scene was extremely large, but all the land shrouded in the range of the ice storm was quickly added layer after layer of snowflakes, the storm roared, and there were crystal clear ice balls falling from the sky in the falling snow, like a dreamlike landscape.

But there was a killing force in the landscape, and a puck exploded around Uther, and the huge force contained in it pushed everything around it into the distance, which also caught the Death Knight off guard, and the original slashing action was deformed, and the death judgment slashed down Arthas's side to the ground.

This mistake made the cold wind and snow around his body fall faster and faster, more and more, and Uther's movements, under this restraint, also slowed down.

Compared to the single but powerful Apocalypse, Frost Sorrow has the dual attributes of cold and death, and at this moment, it finally suppressed the previously rampant Uther for the first time, and Arthas, who was now completely unaffected in the ice and snow, began to attack, while Uther turned to defense.

Not to mention the battle that turned around here, on the platform, watching the huge, overwhelming bone dragon envelop Illidan and the ground around him, Mograine, who was struggling with Mavi, changed his face greatly, he forced back the watcher with a sword, turned around and rushed in the direction of Illidan, but was stopped by Mavi who appeared in front of him.

"Get out of the way, woman, the undead must be destroyed!"

"That's your business!"

Mavi put the knife wheel in front of her, and her tone was cold, "I'm only responsible for catching Illidan!"

"Incomprehensible madman!"

Old Mograine roared angrily, and the scorching light of the Ash Messenger brightened again, and the Holy Blade, which was like a sword of holy light, was more like being ignited at this moment, and even the Watcher who dared to hand the knife to Akmund looked a little timid when facing this difficult holy blade.

But in any case, at this distance, Mograini is also powerless.

On the other side, Vaschi, who had been dominated by anger, madness and hatred, just glanced at the bone dragon above his head, and waved his long knife again regardless of it, slashing at Tyrande, who could only rely on moonlight for defense, but it seemed that she was attacking, but in fact, the scene was that the Moon Sacrifice had an absolute advantage.

Vaskey's beautiful snake tail already had several burnt blood holes, and there was also a wound on her chest that had been cut open by a bowstring, while Tyrande, who was always protected by the moonlight, did not even have a beautiful hairstyle that was scattered.

The Dalaran platform is considered to be unfavorable, the previous blow of the Great Demon destroyed most of the buildings, but at least some ruins still exist, and the battle of these four heroes completely swept away all those ruins, and even the extremely hard platform surface was beaten with ugly dents and cracks.

The paladin looked up at the bone dragons who had formed a group in the sky and began to spray frost breath towards Illidan, he put away the flame of justice, the silver card in the palm of his left hand seemed to be ignited, burning, and the next moment, the holy light that rushed to the sky rose from the edge of the platform of Dalaran, so clear, so bright, as if the sun tore through the dark clouds, shining the light into the land ruled by darkness.

It's like a change of day and night, like the dawn of the sun!

But this time the holy light was different from the aggressive holy light illusion in Mount Hyjal, even if the holy light shone on those bone dragons and undead, it didn't cause even the slightest damage to them, but that didn't mean it wasn't terrifying.

At this moment, all the guys who were still fighting couldn't help but stop the weapons in their hands, except for Vasqi, who was ruled by madness, everyone else looked up at the huge and trembling holy light energy that appeared from Dick's body.

The faint light began to change in the illuminated sky, and soon became a giant of light with an indistinct face, dressed in illegible armor, with wings of light on its back, and a scepter hanging from its waist.

Mighty as an abyss! Mighty as hell!

Tyrande and Malfurion, Mavi and Uther, their hearts couldn't help but throb again. Isn't this what happened in the decisive battle of Mount Hyjal, and it has dealt a heavy blow to the giant of Akmund? Could Dick really summon it repeatedly?

Dick was once again in the same state as he had used "an eye for an eye" before, he felt that he had become the giant of light, his vision had become distant, he had become vast, the world had no secrets, and he heard that hearty laugh again.

That warmth, that feeling of strength all over the body!

But it's a pity, just like last time, even if I feel that my power can split the sky and shatter the earth, I can't use it!

Dick turned his gaze to the bone dragons in mid-air and the spider demons that were frantically attacking on the ground, as well as Arthas, Anubrak, and Kel'thugad, the giant of light hanging his head along with his movements.

Dick stretched out his hand and gently touched them above, and in the palm of the giant of light, those illusions of bone dragons and spider demons appeared, Dick was very dissatisfied, he wiped it again, but the illusions of Arthas, Anubarak and the Great Lich never appeared, Dick shook his head regretfully, it seemed that his strength was too poor.

The Giant of Light placed the illusions of the bone dragon and the spider demon at one end of the balance in his hand, and the scales poured towards these illusions, and the giant grabbed a ball of holy light from the void and placed it at the other end, so the balance was balanced!

The scales dissipated, and the Giant of Light pulled his scepter from his waist and aimed it at the bone dragons and spider demons with a slight touch, and the golden halo exploded on the bodies of these guys!

The giant's phantom dissipated, Dick's chaotic consciousness returned to his body, he looked up at the bone dragons, and his eyes showed that their energy values changed rapidly under the completely unimaginable power, and finally stopped at the number "1".

The paladin laughed, the laughter made everyone wonder, and the next moment, Dick swung his war hammer and injected the holy energy of his whole body into it, first swept towards the bone dragons in the sky, and a huge sword of holy light slashed through the bodies of those bone dragons!

The powerful, Frost Dragon, the top-notch war weapon of the Scourge, numbered more than a dozen heads, was enough to destroy a city, but under the sweep of this sword of holy light, it was like a fragile white paper, and it was cut open by Qi Brush!

Arthas's face changed drastically, and in his perception, the aura of the dozen or so bone dragons disappeared!

Wiped out!

How can it be!

Dick, that damn fellow, is it a hidden epic hero?

Before Arthas could recover from the shock, Dick's hammer swung again, slashing at the spider demon on the ground, and everything in its path was reduced to ashes!

These two shocking blows brought the battlefield into an eerie calm again, and the giant of light that appeared before was too shocking for everyone!

But just when everyone was dumbfounded, the dark mist on Illidan's body, which had been shrouded by dark power, suddenly dispersed, and with a heart-rending roar from the demon hunter, a black light that obscured everyone's vision burst out of the amber stone in Illidan's hand, cutting through the space in an instant, and the front end of the rapid spread soon disappeared at the end of the horizon above everyone's heads.

The black clouds swirled, and at this moment, lightning and thunder roared, and the black clouds were like a convergence on the eve of a storm, and the center of the point of light was the connection between the amber stone in Illidan's palm and the sky.

Thousands of miles away, Northrend, the birthplace of all darkness, a whole block of ice floating on the surface of the sea, a continent of ice shrouded in ice and death!

In the center of this silent ice continent, a tall tower made entirely of dark Suffron evil iron stands in the desolate ice field, and the wilderness below is full of dense undead, anyone who sees this scene will be frightened to the point that their legs are weak, looking down from the sky, this wilderness has been blood-red, pale blue, and filled with all kinds of undead fire!

They act silently according to the supreme will in their minds, as if they were immutable prisoners.

But on this day, at that moment, all the undead looked up at the sky in unison, it was a black light spreading from the gray-black sky, it was a crazy blow like a staff of God!

The black light that fell from the sky accurately hit the top of the tower of the supreme will, and the moment before hitting the tower, a thick light barrier mixed with blood red, black, and white blocked the front of the black line, like the strongest shield, blocking the front end of a spear that flew over.

The black line and the shield of light were opposed, like a heavy shield against a sharp sword, but in the next second, the shield of light collapsed at the touch of a button!

The shield of light shattered instantly, and the black line of light pierced the top of the tower, penetrating through the tower!

At this moment, the icecrown glacier began to tremble, and on the edge of this huge ice wasteland that resembled a continent, the huge glacier fell into the endless sea, setting off huge waves of several meters.

At this moment, the dark tower made of evil iron was like an ice cube in flames, starting from the top and slowly melting downward! The hot iron juice was vaporized by terrifying energy the moment it appeared, slowly revealing the crystal clear ice pillar hidden in the tower, and the ice throne at the top of the icicle!

All the undead, the souls of Northrend, even Arthas and the Great Lich on the Great Plains of Dalaran, and Anubrak, and those who frantically poured in the direction of the ruins of Dalaran, all the undead of the North, their minds burst out with the cry of pain and anger of the Supreme Will!

"Stop... Stop him!"

Arthas instinctively turned around and pounced in the direction of the Dalaran platform, but...

"Poof"

The pain of the blade came from behind, Arthas lowered his head, and looked in disbelief at the crossed bone spur blade that emerged from his chest, and Uther's voice was low and strange, like a black stone statue.

"This blow, for Uther!"