Sylvanas's archery is almost unmatched in the world, and the arrow she shot at Arthas is several points stronger than the one she shot at the Dead Whisperer, and you can see the Forsaken Queen's homicidal intent on Arthas.

In the face of this powerful and fast arrow, Arthas did not panic. In fact, he had been guarding against Sylvanas' sneak attack on him for a long time, and with the hatred between the two, Arthas knew very well that Sylvanas would not let go of any opportunity to kill him, and she would definitely not be absent from the battle of the Frozen Throne.

With the power of Frost Sorrow, Arthas had reached a level where he could kill the gods, and Sylvanas's arrow could not hurt him at all, only to see him turn sideways, and with a grasp of his free left hand, the arrow shot by the Queen of the Forsaken was crushed to pieces.

Sylvanas' sneak attack failed.

The figure of the Forsaken Queen appeared in a corner of the Frozen Throne, and the arrow with the greatest chance failed to kill Arthas, and it was pointless to continue to hide her body when the other party was on guard, but it would end up being ridiculed by Arthas, Sylvanas simply stood in the light and besieged Arthas with Kael'thas and others.

Crushing Sylvanas' sneak attack, Arthas looked at the Forsaken Queen and said in his characteristic cold and gloomy voice, "Sylvanas, put away your ridiculous tricks, I am invincible now...... Uh......"

Before Arthas could finish speaking, a slamming shot could be heard from the coalition forces, and a dwarf dressed as a musketeer pulled the trigger when Arthas was at his most proud.

Arthas, who is infinitely confident in his own strength, has invisibly relaxed his defense after finding out Sylvanas, and he never imagined that there was a sniper in the coalition who was not inferior to Sylvanas.

With Arthas's current strength, it is difficult for the dwarven musketeer to hurt him, although the bullet speed of the musket is fast, but the fast word is relative to ordinary people, let alone Arthas, even if a legendary master wants to dodge the bullet easily. However, the moment the dwarven musketeer pulled the trigger, Leo smiled, smiling with great confidence.

This blow Alsace will be hit!

Leo made this judgment because it was not someone else who attacked Arthas, it was none other than the old friend of Prince Lordaeron, the Beard of Muradin who had long since died in Arthas's knowledge. Moreover, the bullet that Muradin's shot was no ordinary bullet, it was something that could kill Arthas.

People are special, and bullets are not ordinary, and this shot should be eighty percent sure of killing Arthas.

If you are 30% sure of a thing, you can do it, and if you are 50% sure, it is worth taking your life to gamble, not to mention that the success rate is as much as 80%.

In Leo's opinion, Muradin chose to launch this blow at a good time, and the dwarven powerhouse seized the opportunity.

The development of events proved that Leo was right, Arthas was so powerful at this time, he didn't need to turn his head to look at it, just swept it with his mental power, and immediately discovered the true face of the dwarven musketeers who attacked him.

"Muradin's Copperbeard!"

Finding that this dwarf powerhouse, who had died in his cognition, appeared alive in front of him, Arthas was stunned for a moment, and his reaction was much slower. By the time he recovered from the shock of Muradin's appearance, the bullets from the dwarven muskets had already hit his armor.

If you can't dodge it, you can resist hard, even a small bullet wants to hurt me, what can the dwarf's weak musket do?

If Muradin had rushed up with a weapon, Arthas would have taken it seriously, but Muradin's musket was a musket, so don't blame Arthas for underestimating him, a dwarven musket is as ridiculous as a child's toy in the eyes of the strong.

Muskets are meant to kill, not to play, and to despise their opponents by habitual thinking when facing them, Arthas is destined to pay for it.

Realizing that the bullet was not blocked by the armor as he thought, but through his armor as if it were a phantom, breaking through his magical protection, and finally shooting into his chest, Arthas stayed on the spot in disbelief.

What's going on, what exactly is Muradin shooting?

Arthas sensed that something was wrong, even if he was slow to react, that Muradin had fired no ordinary bullet from his musket, or rather that it was not a bullet at all, but something special.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from Arthas's heart, where Muradin's bullet had hit.

"You・・・・・・ you ・・・・・・" Arthas clutched his chest, his body crackling and tearing, his muscles and bones bouncing and breaking, "What did you do?" ”

The body began to disintegrate, and Arthas could clearly feel that his body was torn apart by the energy of Frost Sorrow, but the source was obviously the bullet that Muradin's body shot into his body, why did it trigger the power of Frost Sorrow?

Muradin looked at Arthas, removing the disguise on his body and exuding a long-awaited aura, he took a few steps forward and said to Arthas, "Remember the piece of ice that shot into my chest when you pulled out Frost Sorrow?" It's in your body. ”

Arthas understood, the bullet that Muradin's shot into his chest was the ice fragment that hit Muradin, and that fragment contained the power of Frost Sorrow, before Arthas pulled out Frost Sorrow, the rune magic sword had been inserted in the ice for many years, and those ice had long been polluted by the power of Frost Sorrow, and the power in the ice fragment came from Frost Sorrow, no wonder when it was shot, both the armor and the shield were like shadows in front of it.

The Ice Fragment that Muradin's shot at other times didn't do much to Arthas, but now, unlike usual, Arthas's borrowing of the power of Frost Sorrow had reached its limit, and his body could no longer hold more power, and Muradin's Ice Fragment became the straw that broke the camel's back.

A new infusion of power disintegrated the overwhelmed Arthas in pain, the power of Frost Sorrow ruffled his body, the magic of the Rune Sword tore at his soul, and the sound of popping like fried beans filled everyone's ears.

Arthas was finished, and he was finally destroyed in the hands of the rune sword of Frostmourn, and perhaps this scene was destined to happen the moment he pulled out Frostmourn.

No, I can't die!

The ** who survives supports Arthas and keeps him struggling, and since Frost Sorrow can send power into his body, then Arthas can also lose power to Frost Sorrow. Thinking of this, Arthas was about to act, only someone was a step ahead of him.

Arthas was in agony as the ice shards shot by Muradin, and the Lich King's grip on Frostmourn's strength was affected, and Sarah seized the opportunity to pull Arthas with all her strength when his sword weakened・・・・・・

"Ah...... Not ......"

In Arthas's desperate cries, Frost Sorrow broke free.

Sarah has taken Arthas's rune sword!

Even though Sarah was mentally prepared when she and Arthas were fighting for the Frost Grief, everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene.

Frost's sorrow is not a good stubble, Arthas has been controlled by it since he pulled it up, so now that Arthas is about to be destroyed, will Sarah get it to the same end?

Everyone's fears did not come true, Sarah was different from Arthas, who had no protection when he first pulled out Frostmourn, and Sarah had long known the strangeness of this rune sword, as the Lord of Darkness, she used the power of the Wraith's armor to stop Frostmourn's erosion of her.

Sarah looked at the rune magic sword in her hand and let out a sigh of admiration: "Very good sword." ”

"Give me my sword back!"

Frost Grief is Arthas's hope for life, and it is also his basis for reversing the current situation, he doesn't want to be dissipated and end up with a burst of power, in the struggle Arthas pounced on Sarah, trying to take back Frost Grief, even if he can't take it back, as long as he touches Frost Grief, he can also transfer the excess power in his body back to the Rune Magic Sword and relieve the current crisis.

"Your sword?" Sarah smiled, dodging Arthas's lunge, and mocked mercilessly, "Now it's mine." ”

Your sword is my sword, it seems that Sarah means this・・・・・・ huh, why does this sound familiar?

Seeing that Arthas was still struggling, Kael'thas and Sylvanas struck again without even thinking about it, with their hatred for Arthas, they wished that Arthas would die immediately, and it was nothing to fall into the ground.

Kael'thas and Sylvanas's actions alerted the others, and Mograine slew the Ember Messenger towards Arthas, and Lannathel volleyed down, and Fordin and the others followed with a slight hesitation.

Don't look at Arthas's current situation is extremely bad, as long as he is not actually killed, there are still variables. In this world, everyone knows better than anyone else that only the dead enemy is the best enemy.

Losing Frost Sorrow, the power in his body is out of control, and Arthas, who is besieged by all the strong, can't even protect himself, so how can he recapture Frost Sorrow from Sarah?

Pity a generation of strong people who have fallen to such a point.

Leo sighed secretly.

Of course, sighing is sighing, what should be done still has to be done, and Arthas's immortality is not enough to calm the anger of everyone.

When Arthas was under siege, Sarah walked up to Leo and offered Frost Grief.

"Master, the power of this rune magic sword does not match my attributes, and I can't submit it."

Sarah's inheritance of Leoric is the power of darkness, which is different from the death and ice in the frost sorrow, she must fight against the death law and the ice law of the rune magic sword in order to subdue the frost sorrow, and erase it after defeating these two **, Sarah feels that this is too wasteful, and it is better to leave it to Leo to deal with.

Death and ice, good strength.

Leo took the Frost Sorrow casually, and the power of the rune magic sword entered his body, intending to erode his soul, this magic sword did not know, it did so purely to kill itself.

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