A sword shattered Kel'thugad, and Arthas sat on the throne with great domineering, very calm.

It was this calmness that made Orbazz's blood poison feel boundless. Together with the Death Knights he led, they all fell to their knees, like prisoners waiting to be executed by death.

"Albaz, how long have you been following me?" Arthas sat on the throne and spoke to Orbazz in a deep voice.

"Lord, Albaaz and Tyranus have followed you since childhood." Albazz said tremblingly.

"Well, it's hard for you to remember." Arthas said, "Now Artenus is fighting a bloody battle, and you? You're worthy of me. ”

Orbazz still fell to her knees trembling and didn't say a word.

"I still remember that when I was a child, I was besieged by a pack of jackals again, and it was you who risked your life to save me. And you, because of the loss of a hand this time. Arthas said slowly, "When Tyranus found out, he didn't hesitate to cut off his hand to give it to you." ”

"Later, you followed me to Northrend, attacked Dalaran, drew Quel'Thalas... And now, you're trying to kill me?! Arthas suddenly stood up, dragged the frost sword backwards, and slowly walked towards Albaz.

"Am I being too kind to you? Then give me your soul. Arthas placed the frost sword on Albaaz's shoulder, and the frost sword flashed cold, and Orbaaz's ice-blue eyes turned scarlet.

"And you, Saffron, you Kel'thugad dog, I really don't like it. In that case, you can continue to be a dog. Arthas just shook at Sapheron, and the invincible Saffron completely lost his soul and became a skeleton dragon that could only move by instinct.

Arthas waved his hand and said, "Get up, wait here for our enemies." Arthas is still on the throne, he can feel the danger coming, he must hurry up to recuperate, and the corrosion of the plague must be completely removed.

Old Fording and Kael'thas and the others meet at the elevator in the center of the Icecrown Fortress. Although it is not all the strongest combat power in each faction, it is also a small number of top combat power in Azeroth. Duke Leoric, the human of the Alliance, once led the Battle of Angela. The Sarufar King of the Horde, the veteran heroic warrior, the backbone of the Horde. Kael'thas, King of the Blood Elves. Sylvanas, Queen of Darkness. Old Ferdin, the former knight lord of the kingdom of Lordaeron, and now the commander of the Silver Northern Expedition. Also present were the tribe rookie Garrosh, the blue dragon elite Seannie Gossa, and the Quelsala who had not yet arrived, this combat force could be described as an invincible existence in Azeroth.

"Why didn't Quill arrive?" Old Ferding asked.

"He'll meet us at the top, we'll go first." Kael'thas said.

Then, all the strong men ascended the elevator together, slowly ascending to the Frozen Throne at the top of the Icecrown Fortress.

Arthas on the Frozen Throne felt the ripples coming from the elevator, "Are you coming?" It's time to settle down. ”

"Attention everyone, line up to meet the enemy!" Albazz roared, and the Ice Dragons and Death Knights were all ready to tear the enemy to shreds if they dared to show their heads.

On the top of the elevator, the pressure felt by everyone suddenly increased.

"This is not the case, everyone, take precautions!" Kael'thas spoke, arcane flickering in his hand, enveloping them in an arcane light curtain.

After listening to Kael'thas's words, Old Verding and the others also took out their weapons and prepared for the upcoming fight.

Sure enough, as soon as the elevator stopped, the Scourge army rushed up.

"Guys, crush these things first, and watch out for Arthas." Old Verding said that the Ash Messenger in his hand was wantonly swaying the holy light, and the natural disasters of the future were chopped into ashes.

Arthas sat quietly on his throne and watched the two sides fighting below. He was a little disappointed in his heart, there were no people he had met in it, they were all weak chickens, and they couldn't arouse his interest in the slightest.

Soon, Old Verding and the others cleared the last of the Alsace guards. Both Orbaz and Safilon were reduced to ashes.

"Arthas, your end has come!" Old Verding wields the Ember Bringer, and his sword is pointed at Arthas, the Lich King.

"Huh," Arthas let out a low chuckle, "just a few of you?" Foding, do you remember the Chapel of the Wish of Light? Have you forgotten what you were struggling with?!

Well, and you Kyle, you couldn't beat me years ago, and it's the same today. I've always thought of us as brothers, and I don't mind if you like Gianna. What do you think? Join me. ”

"Arthas, when death is on the verge of death, you still want to demagogue!" Sylvanas clenched the golden bow in his hand and shouted, his eyes fixed on Arthas.

"Oh, you're here too! My Banshee King! How? Sending me a body again? You're in a good new body. Didn't your little lover come with you? That's a shame. Arthas looked at Sylvanas and laughed.

"Kill you, don't need him!" Sylvanas said through gritted teeth.

"Kill me? You're not qualified enough. However, I'm in a good mood today, so let me play with you. As Arthas said this, the frost sword in his hand swept away towards everyone with a huge amount of cold energy.

"Not good! Get out of the way! Old Fredin shouted, getting up and jumping away.

However, only Laverding escaped from the crowd, and the rest were frozen in the huge ice.

"Hahaha! Thank you for bringing me so many powerful bodies! Today, you will all belong to me! Your body, your soul! Arthas watched all this and let out a powerful laugh. The laughter seemed to have silenced the raging wind and snow.

Arthas froze everyone because he didn't have the confidence to win the siege of so many people, or it was more reliable to take them down one by one.

"Arthas, you must die today, anyway! Drink! "Old Verding slashed at Arthas with the Ashbringer in hand.

'Ding! ’

The Ash Briller and the Frost Wail collided together, and in an instant, Old Verding was once again separated from Arthas.

"Good sword!" Arthas looked at the Ember Messenger and said, "He's mine today, and I'll let him fall in one fell swoop!" ”

The Alsace sword slashed rapidly, and Old Verding could only take the opportunity to retreat and see if he could resist.

"Humph! That's the end of it! Arthas raised his sword and summoned a bunch of ghosts, locking Old Ferdin. Frost Sorrow's razor-sharp blade stabs Old Verdine's heart!

'Ding! Click! ’

Unexpectedly, Frost Sorrow thrusts into a large block of ice. Old Verding was deep in the ice, the tip of his sword only an inch long from him.

In this situation, Arthas hurriedly drew his twin swords and dodged.

'Whoosh! A huge fireball whizzed across Arthas's face.

"Unexpectedly, after so many years, you still have some growth!" Arthas licked the corners of his mouth and looked at the elf that appeared in front of him - Kael'thas!

(End of chapter)