Chapter 175: Blackmore's Death
Varian is an out-and-out hero, he can choose to sacrifice for the Titan mission, but this does not mean that he will tolerate everything, Terenus's actions touched Varian's bottom line, no one knows what method he used, hiding the Titan Mark, and this secret was also completely sealed with his death, so that Arthas, who was only hopeful, could only accept his fate.
"Why...... Will it be? ”
Arthas sat on the throne with a confused expression, and muttered, no wonder Bolvar would say without scruples that the Black Shine Demon Stone was hidden on Sonia's body, it turned out that he had nothing to fear...... As Bolval said, the Titan's sigil is indispensable, and if he can't find Varian's share, then he is destined to spend the rest of his life on this frozen desert island, fighting day and night against the sorrow of frost until he dies of old age, and will be replaced by the next successor.
This is definitely a heavy blow to Alsace, who is young and promising.
Seeing his depressed appearance, everyone's hearts were also mixed, anyone who knew that their fate was ruined, their mood would fall to the bottom, the legendary knight standing on the side, his expression was uncertain, just now he sold all his strength in order to buy time for Arthas, but before he could taste the delicious fruit, the fruit tree was uprooted, and when he returned to the Silver Fortress, Tyrenus, who learned about this, was bound to be a thunderous rage, although he would not die because of this, the Silver Fortress could no longer have a foothold for him.
Compared with the gloom of the legendary knight, Blackmore, who was cornered, was anxious, without the big backer of Arthas, he was bound to face the anger of the mage group, sometimes, the more he knew, the faster he died, he openly declared that the royal secrets had violated all kinds of taboos, and those mages would definitely launch a thunderous blow in order to extinguish the mouth, Blackmore looked around, and there were zombie dead people outside the frozen throne, and it was tantamount to wishful thinking to kill a bloody path, and it was even more nonsense to return the same way.
He believed that as long as he made a slight move, a wave of destruction magic would turn into a torrent and completely drown him, and the reason why they didn't do it until now was because they didn't find out the situation of Arthas, after all, no matter how sad Arthas was, on this floating island, it was still a non-existent existence, and if someone angered Arthas, it was not impossible for him to decide to drag everyone on the island to be buried with him.
Therefore, no one dares to act rashly, for fear that one carelessly will bury his life.
Although the surroundings of the Frozen Throne were eerily quiet, Arthas's ears were filled with different voices, and someone was trying to persuade him to let go, lose his freedom, and everything became meaningless; He was advised to fight to the death, and although he couldn't get out of the frozen island, he could use Frostmourn to rule over a land far beyond the Silver Fortress, and then he could use all his power to find the Titan's sigil hidden by Varian, even if it turned all the islands upside down.
Arthas slowly raised his head, staring at Sonia with godless eyes, Anduin moved a step sideways without a trace, blocking his vision, and his words were full of sincerity: "Arthas, things have evolved to this point, I don't want to comment on who is right and wrong, if you still believe me, please give me a little time, I will help you solve the predicament, this is not a big deal, as long as you can be patient, there will be a turnaround." ”
"I know what you're thinking, don't comfort me with such words." Arthas glanced at Anduin, his eyes couldn't find hatred or resentment, "Just your previous obstruction, it's for me, I won't embarrass you, in the final analysis, all this is my own doing, you are right, in the face of the choice to decide my life, I shouldn't have been so hasty, I got the sorrow of the frost, but I lost something more important, heh, it's ridiculous." ”
"No!"
In a hurry, Blackmore hurriedly said: "Your Royal Highness, in my opinion, your situation is far from the point of despair, you have the Frost Sorrow, you have the right to dominate the Northern Islands, if you want, the coastal cities in the north of the continent are all in your pocket, overall, your territory is even broader than the Holy Empire, even if you can't take the Holy Empire immediately, but you can rely on a steady stream of follow-up troops to gradually encroach on the southern territory." ”
In order to survive, Blackmore spared no effort to draw a blueprint for Arthas: "The whole continent, how vast, but the Holy Empire only occupies the richest area, if the Prince of Alsace is determined to be in the world, he can take advantage of the situation to sweep away orcs, elves, dwarves, goblins and many other forces, at that time, you will have a huge territory and many people, only need to spend a period of time to integrate forces, and destroy the Holy Empire, it is not delusional!" ”
"There's some truth to that."
Arthas smiled, Blackmore looked happy, and continued to make persistent efforts: "Your Royal Highness, although your freedom is restricted, you can hand over military power to the right commander, with you in the rear, the army will no longer have to worry about the future, and it is only a matter of time before the Holy Empire is wiped out, and even the continent is unified." ”
"Then you'll be the commander, okay?" Arthas asked, with a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.
Blackmore can't care about anything else, he can only respond in one bite, if Arthas is happy, he may still have the possibility of survival, as long as he survives this difficulty, he will be able to advance and retreat freely in the future, anyway, Arthas loses his freedom, and the Holy Empire cannot go back, the big deal is that he breaks into the orc territory and continues to run his slave business.
"Behind the imperial royal family, there is also the Black Dragon Princess to support, this is what you said!" Arthas smiled and looked indifferent, "Even if I give you more soldiers and horses, do you have what it takes to defeat the Black Dragon Princess and the Holy Light Pope?" ”
Blackmore gritted his teeth and said stubbornly, "There is ......"
"If you have the ability, why should you be chased here like a lost dog?"
Arthas tore his face mercilessly: "The Black Dragon Princess and the Holy Light Pope have forced you to beg me for mercy without taking matters into their own hands, why do you think I should believe you?" ”
"......" Blackmore's throat twitched, his expression nervous, and he couldn't help but say when he saw the signs that the mages were about to move, "I also know about Dalaran's secret arrangements in the Holy Empire!" ”
At stake in the revival of the Magic Empire, the Mages are once again nervous, constantly assessing Arthas's psychological state and looking for the right time to let those secrets die with Blackmore.
Anduin moved his eyes, taking in the expressions of those mages, if he could, he also didn't want to reveal Presto's identity, if Arthas knew the news, I am afraid it would make a lot of waves.
Suddenly, Anduin noticed Gianna's expression, a beautiful girl with blue eyes, as expressionless as a bystander, and wondered if she knew the secret list, or whether she had ever struggled to tell Arthas the truth.
"Does it make sense for me to say that now?"
As soon as Arthas spoke, he dispelled the mage's concerns: "Even if I know the identities of those people, it is impossible for me to do anything to destroy the Holy Empire, even if according to what you said, I still have one day to go south, however, can you tell me exactly how far that day is?" ”
"Your Royal Highness!" Blackmore's expression changed several times, "The secrets I know are related to the entire Holy Empire, including the Silver Fortress!" You ......"
Before he could finish speaking, the Frost Dragon suddenly raised its head, and it roared as if it were a demonstration as if it were a point of light in the southern sky.
The entire floating island began to tremble violently, and Blackmore had to keep his mouth shut and follow everyone's gaze to the little light of the fearless dragon.
Is that......
The light from the south is extremely pure white, extremely conspicuous in the night sky, it does not use its own light to dispel the darkness, but it makes the people on the floating island unable to ignore it, especially the several priest knights who practice the holy light, inexplicably feel the intimacy, and the people of Stormstorm who are standing on the wilderness praying sincerely also feel it, Van Cleef and the others are throbbing in their hearts, looking straight at the white light that swept overhead.
What is that?
The townsfolk of Stormstorm didn't stop there, reading the scriptures so engrossedly that they ignored the roar of the frost dragon, while Blackmore's attention, unaffected by the expanding light, turned to the entrance to the passage behind the mage.
"If Presto was really confessed, Arthas would definitely guess that I was in charge of that incident, and if I wanted to survive, I had to go back the way I came." Blackmore noticed that everyone's attention was attracted by the unknown light, and immediately calculated the most suitable time to escape in his mind, and in a short time, the light broke through the night sky and came to the frozen island, illuminating the eerie island as if it were day.
Now is the time!
Blackmore had already planned the course of action in his mind, closed his eyes, not disturbed by the light, with his legendary high-level strength, breaking through the encirclement only in an instant, taking advantage of the lack of reaction from those damn mages, he had to distance himself as much as possible, although doing so might cause Arthas's displeasure, but he couldn't control that much now.
Blackmore took a quick stride, and with a simple charge of extreme power, he could move away from the core of the floating island like a cannonball.
However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a pair of arms, like iron tongs firmly clasped his body, Blackmore panicked, but immediately forced himself to composure, time was pressing, all he could do was to run away desperately, as for the unknown items on his body, he could only ignore them for the time being.
In an instant, his body disappeared in place, leaving behind the unaware mage group.
Blackmore raised his head, but did not open his eyes, the current frozen island, as if the sun was falling, opening his eyes would affect his movements, his body stretched perfectly in the air, drawing a perfect arc, just the fastest time, the most suitable angle, cut into the passage when he came, the only obstacle in that way, the leader of the mutant swamp crawler, that is, Louseb, had been beaten to death, and there was no way to stop him.
Finally let me escape!
Blackmore rejoiced in his heart, and now the only question is, who is holding him? He felt that the pair of arms were getting tighter and tighter, so that he was a little breathless, and a trace of bad feeling suddenly came to his heart, could it be that he would be planted here today?
No way!
Blackmore's face showed a fierce look, he had run the slave market in the imperial capital for many years, and he was an important spy for Dalaran, and his mind had already been trained to the point of steel, and he was not in a hurry to move forward at full speed, while trying to ask for the burden on his body.
With his legendary high-level strength, it was easy to break free from ordinary restraints, but the pair of arms was a little difficult to deal with, Blackmore failed to break free after several attempts, and when he noticed that the pursuers in the rear had not yet arrived, he ventured to look behind him, which didn't matter, and almost frightened him away.
The eyes swept back suddenly, and they touched a deep eye, and the owner of the eye was Eliza, who had just fallen unconscious, at this time, her eyes were full of hatred, and the corners of her mouth were even more weird.
Blackmore's heart sank, sensing something wrong, Eliza's body suddenly surged with a huge amount of energy, just like in the underground world, at that time, he was seriously injured by Eliza's self-explosion in his heyday, and now he is not healed and can't get away, and when he just gathered his strength and tried to resist, Eliza burst out in a retaliatory sneer.
The incarnation of the black dragon princess outside the body, the strength has not reached the legendary boundary, but in order to avoid accidents, she deliberately left a self-explosion method to clear the traces, such a self-explosion is an instant explosion of energy in the body, even a strong person like Blackmore, in an unguarded situation, can only obediently wait for death.
Thundered!
The violent explosion caused the tunnel to collapse, completely burying Blackmore's shattered body, and the people who had just recovered their sight from the light did not bother to pay attention to the abnormality in the passage, just because they saw the light.
Holy Light!
A collection of goodwill after the fall of the Lord God.
For a long time, the Light was thought to have no consciousness of its own, but now, the Light appeared in front of everyone.
The Holy Light did not introduce itself, but there was a voice from the heart, telling them that the gentle light in front of them was the Holy Light that the Holy Light Holy See believed in and worshipped by priests and knights.
Anduin knew more than anyone else, such as the origin of the Light.
It turned out that the bones of the two Titans, one true and one false, had an unknown resonance due to the proximity, and Van Cleef asked the believers to pray, and by mistake, the Holy Light scripture resonated through the bones, awakening the Holy Light who had always been sleeping, and the Holy Light felt the existence of the Titan, and naturally acted immediately, and its abnormal behavior had already attracted the Holy See hub located in the capital of the Empire, and it became a pot of porridge, of course, the Holy Light did not have the heart to say such a trivial matter, and Anduin only learned the news later.
In short, sensing the call of the Titans, but not seeing the Holy Light of the Titans, he could only regard Anduin, who was carrying the Hearthstone system, as a person worthy of trust, and then in a simple conversation, Anduin knew the name of the Holy Light-
Naru.