Chapter 373: The Ice Throne

"Is it okay? After all, he is now facing dozens of Heroic Spirits. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Rider asked, a little worried.

"Well, you don't have to worry about her, she's the Lich King, if I can't even solve these 'weak' assassins, I have to wonder if she is the Lich King in my memory." Before Arthas could reply, Nightshade was the first to speak, and at the same time looked at Arthas as if he was watching a good show.

"Nightfall, do you know her? You've seen it before? Hearing Nightfall's words, Rider couldn't help but be a little curious, judging from Nightfall's previous performances, he should know this Lich King Arthas.

"No, we've never met before, but for some reason, I know a lot about her (him)." Nightshade said vaguely.

"What?" Rider understood that Nightfall didn't want to say it, and didn't continue to ask.

But what they didn't notice was that when Nightshade said that he knew Arthas very well, Arthas's body trembled slightly, and his whole body froze, and then he regained his composure.

Looking at the assassins not far away, a wicked smile appeared on Arthas's cold pretty face, and he whispered: "Although it is only a group of ants, I still want to thank you for giving me the opportunity to show him my strength, I wonder if you feel the groans of the undead." Hahaha!!!!!! ”

A cold wind whipped up from Alsace's side, and then .................. Like a plague, the originally dimly lit courtyard suddenly brightened, and the white frost continued to eat away at everything around it.

Webb and Alice Fell exclaimed...... This is a phenomenon that only people who know magic can understand.

"It's—an inherent enchantment?!"

"I can actually embody the scene in my heart...... Impossible! You're not a magician!? Webber subconsciously voiced the question in his mind, but received no response from Arthas.

"Inherent enchantment?" Nightshade chuckled, "That's not a big mistake, but it's more appropriate to say that it's a great magic spell similar to an inherent enchantment." ”

As the world changes, so does the people who were originally surrounded. The Assassins, who had been encircled, were moved to one side, and Saber, Archer, and the others were moved to the other.

The land was covered with ice, and the cold filled the land, and before the conquering king was a cliff.

On the cliff stands an ice-sealed throne, where the Lich King Arthas sits silently, covered in ice crystals, as if it had existed since time immemorial.

At this moment, an old and majestic voice appeared in everyone's ears.

"Child, when you were born, the forest of Lordaeron softly called out your name, Arthas."

“Myson... thedayyouwereborn，theveryforestsofLordaeronwhisperedthename...“Arthas“......”

At the same time, another ethereal voice sounded, none other than Arthas......

"We carry hope!"

"We welcome despair!"

“Iwaitforhope!“

“Iwaitfordespair!“

Moved, she moved, Arthas, the Lich King who had seemed to be asleep, moved, and opened her blue eyes, which were only destroyed.

"Child, I proudly watch you grow up day by day and become the embodiment of justice."

“Mychild，Iwatchedwithprideasyougrewintoaweaponofrighteousness.......”

"We abandon our bodies!"

"We are willing to fall!"

“Weabandonthebody!“

“Wefall!“

She walked to the edge of the cliff, looking down at the assassins, and then slowly drew her own destructive magic sword, Frost Sorrow.

"You have to remember that we have always ruled this country with wisdom and strength. I also believe that you will be cautious in using your great powers. ”

“Remember-ourlinehasalwaysruledwithwisdomandstrength......

AndIknowyouwillshowrestraintwhenexercisingyourgreatpower......”

"We don't spare our lives!"

"We're coming back from hell!"

“Wedonothesitatetogiveourlives!“

“Iwaitforthereturnofhell!“

Then a dark blue flame burned on her sword, and the flame fell lightly on the ice field, and then spread, and in the blink of an eye, the entire ice field burned with dark blue flames, but this flame did not melt the ice and snow, but merged into the ice field, and then ....... The ice fields trembled and cracked, as if the ancient devils were grinning, and out of these cracks came countless armies, or rather "dead" armies: hideous ghouls, skeleton soldiers with cracked mouths as if mocking life, huge bloody abominations, death knights like death, necromancers of death, snarling banshees............ One by one, they emerged from the cracks, and then stood silently on the ice field, silently awaiting the orders of their king, the Lich King. But something seems to be missing??!!

"But the real victory is to inspire the fighting spirit in the hearts of your people."

“Butthetruestvictory，myson–isstirringtheheartsofyourpeople.......”

"We are the army of the world!"

"We are on a journey to save the world!"

“Weareoutofthearmy!“

“Wearethetrip!“

I saw him plunge his magic sword into the ice under him, and with him as the center, the ice burst open, and then ...... A terrifying and monstrous giant frost dragon crawled out of the ice, a faint blue flame ignited on its body, and then lowered its head, and he stepped on the ice dragon's head step by step.

"One day, my life will come to an end, and you will be crowned king."

“Itellyouthis，forwhenmydayshavecometoanend–you，shallbe”

"This is ———— Ice Throne!"

“Thisis--thefrozenthrone!“

Standing atop the skull of the Frost Dragon, the Lich King Arthas, looked at the assassins and said, "Frost Sorrow, hungry. ”

Immediately, all the undead raised their heads, opened their mouths wide, and burst out of a faint blue flame, emitting resentment from their souls, resentment against all living beings. (To be continued.) )