Life is precious, love is more valuable, if it is for freedom, both can be thrown.

If Arthas becomes the master of Frost Sorrow, then he will be free in his own hands, and he can take Frost Sorrow all over the world and break through the power limit of the elemental space, but Arthas, who has become a slave, has no way to ask his master, too far away from the main island in the north, because there is a rift in the elemental space, which is the source of Frost Sorrow's power, and if the power sense is weakened to a certain extent, Frost Sorrow will instinctively ask Arthas to stop.

For example, at this moment, Arthas felt the will of Frost Grief, and arrived in Stormwind Town, which is the end of this floating island, and it is also his end, even if his army of the dead can flock to all directions like locusts, but it is meaningless, there is no way to personally conquer the Holy Empire, which is unacceptable to Arthas, not to mention that without the power of Frost Sorrow, the range of action of the army of the dead will also be limited, at most it can cover the area of the Silver Fortress, as well as the dwarf, goblin and orc cities near the Bay Corridor.

Overall, the area of his territory had increased a lot, but it was more than a fraction of the grand blueprint he had sketched in his mind.

Pointless!

Arthas suddenly lost his sharpness and slowly collapsed on top of the throne, a little frost still eroding his body, causing Anduin to shake his head and sigh, "If I had figured it out earlier, I might have been able to stop you." ”

"How do you know?" Arthas raised his eyes, his voice slightly weak.

His appearance made the legendary knight and Blackmore panic, if Arthas lost his ambition, the former would be fine, no matter how much he offended Anduin, he would have the Silver Fortress on top, but the latter had no way to live, his eyes immediately flickered, thinking about where his retreat was hidden......

Anduin didn't pull out the existence of the Hearthstone system, but only said his own speculation: "I'm just an afterthought, in the end, the problem is the frost grief itself, since the frost grief is your only reliance, you shouldn't be in doubt and force it." You should know better than me what happened on the main island of the North, the problem of frost grief, not a day or two, at least dating back to the day my father died suddenly. ”

Anduin's voice drifted slowly through the cold air.

"According to estimates, he will last at least ten years, but he died so inexplicably, has anyone of you investigated the cause of his death?"

Arthas's eyes wandered, he was silent for a long time, and slowly shook his head: "As far as I know, Lord Varian's death was extremely sudden, and his body was not left behind, just a light touch, and it turned into dust and disappeared. ”

Old Fording sighed, and looked at the appearance of Arthas, and his heart was mixed, and the pride of the good son of heaven was now in such a field, and when the oil ran out, he would not even be able to survive the corpse, as he said.

"Indeed, dust to dust, dust to dust, and the bearers of frost sorrow come to the end of their lives, and everything in them will be taken away by frost sorrow." Fording looked at the unconscious Count Stormwind, "The only exception is Boval, he still has the sad breath of frost on his body, although he can't avoid death, but he can also rely on his last life force to hold on for a little longer." ”

Anduin nodded lightly: "My father's sudden death is inseparable from the mutation of frost's sorrow, and later, Uncle Bowval's will was also extremely abnormally rapidly eroded, and finally he could only come here with a trace of obsession, everything revealed a different meaning, Arthas, you are still too anxious!" ”

Hearing this, Arthas clenched the sorrow of the frost, and the bruises under his pale skin suddenly rose, and everyone could feel his anger and unwillingness, and now, Arthas still has the power that others cannot reach, but he has lost the most important freedom, if he is a person who is intoxicated with power, this may be a good ending, but for Arthas, the days ahead are torment, especially in the case of having pearl magic stones, he can hold on longer than his successors.

Arthas's quest is to overthrow the Holy Empire, and power is only a necessary tool to overthrow the Holy Empire, but now that he has the power, he loses the possibility of overthrowing the Holy Empire, resulting in a heavy blow to his mental condition.

Silent.

All that was left in the air was the howling of the wind.

Van Cleef looked at the frozen island hovering in mid-air, thinking that after so long without moving, everything was probably settled, and immediately ordered everyone to stop and rest for the time being.

"What's going on up there? I just saw a frost dragon that almost scared me half to death! As a result, I waited for a long time, and there was no fight on it. The bearded dwarf patted his chest and said with a sigh of relief, "President Van Cleef, do you think Stormwind can get through this?" ”

Van Cleef couldn't find an answer either, but when he noticed the burning gaze, he still forced himself to calm down and nodded heavily: "I think Count Anduin should have stabilized the situation, and now he may be thinking about how to return the floating island the way it came, as for the frost dragon, don't worry too much, it didn't attack recklessly when it first appeared, which means that someone is in control of the situation, we just need to wait for the good news, and wait for the victory of Count Anduin." ”

Van Cleef's tone was very firm, so that the uneasy crowd gradually gained courage, Van Cleef looked at their expressions in his eyes, but his mind never landed, the frost dragon is the source of worry, the person who controls the frost dragon also controls the existing situation, what the result is, everything depends on how the person chooses, there has been no movement so far, but it can show that the situation is stable, but the risk makes Van Cleef sweat, if Anduin makes a wrong step, it is the separation of yin and yang.

He could only pray for Anduin and Stormwind with many followers, but for some reason, when he meditated in his heart the impure text of the Holy Light, he suddenly felt something he had never felt before.

This feeling could not be described in words, Van Cleef meditated on it, but in the end he could not come to a definite conclusion, his mind seemed to be touched, or his mind was touching something, which made him very confused when he had never been interested in the Holy Light Cult.

Could it be that I suddenly have a talent for Holy Light?

Van Cleef retracted his thoughts, he felt that there must be a cause for effect, and immediately asked others to verify it, but the result was puzzling, those explorers and architects were like him, and when they recited the Holy Light Canon, their hearts were more or less peculiar, which showed that his situation was not unique.

For no reason, Van Cleef's eyes looked around, at the devout prayerful believers, who had been half encouraging and half coaxing them to pray for Anduin in order to reverse the low morale, but the situation seemed to be more than expected, and these stormtown townspeople who were forced to leave their homes seemed to have done something that could be called legendary.

Van Cleef couldn't verify it, so he hurriedly asked a group of explorers and architects to recite the Holy Light Texts, and the bearded dwarf Hera Tieli had never touched this kind of thing before, so he had to find an old canon and read it aloud to the firelight.

"The Holy Light, the best of the world, arises from the source of chaos......"

The bearded dwarf didn't know what it meant to be silently reciting, and his voice was even louder, which immediately disturbed the situation on the spot, and the affected people naturally had no way to recite silently with peace of mind, so they had to follow him and preach loudly together, and these voices gradually spread, one or two...... Hundreds of explorers and architects, who had been embarrassed by the bearded dwarves, suddenly found that the more people read aloud and the louder they were, the more obvious the special feelings in their hearts became.

Van Cleef was pleasantly surprised to find that his mind was touching some unknown existence, although he didn't know what the details of this existence were, but the warm feeling that filled his body made him involuntarily continue to read.

In a short time, on the cold and windy wilderness, all the fleeing crowd began to chant aloud, and the loud and majestic voice calmed away the cold, soothed the feeling of loss in the background, and made the system once again give Anduin an important hint.

[The speed of the unknown target suddenly accelerated, and it will arrive in a short time, wondering, what is its origin and why did it come from?] 】

Anduin was also puzzled, but he remembered that since he summoned the Titan Bones, the system suddenly made a prompt, and this situation naturally cannot be judged by coincidence, so the root cause can only come from the replica of the Titan Bones, or, the real Titan Bones under the Hearthstone Inn.

"Your Royal Highness!"

Blackmore felt that he could not sit still, he stood abruptly in front of Arthas, and said categorically: "Your journey has just begun, how can you choose to give up now?" You still have the sorrow of the frost, and you have the frost dragon and countless armies of the dead under your command, and it is still up to you to know whether you succeed or fail. ”

"It's useless." Arthas glanced at him, "It's useless to say anything now, you don't know anything about me at all, so don't make noise here!" ”

Blackmore's expression was grim, and he was clearly dissatisfied from Arthas's eyes, but the sight from the mage group was like a thorn in his back, and he could only bite the bullet and say: "Your Royal Highness, there will definitely be a solution to your predicament." ”

Distraught, Arthas suddenly snapped: "Shut up! Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you right now? If there really is a solution, where will someone need to sacrifice for countless years? Once you receive the sorrow of the frost, the result can only be a dead end, and the difference is only sooner or later......"

Arthas wanted to continue, but a cough interrupted his words, and everyone immediately looked at the source of the sound, and saw that the unconscious Berval opened his eyes, he looked at Arthas on the frozen throne, his expression was in a trance for a few seconds, his dim eyes were bright, and he didn't know whether to be happy or regretful and said: "Arthas, you can't bear it after all......

Anduin stepped forward and cooperated with Sonia to help Berval, who had recovered his senses, and Count Stormwind looked at his face and said with great relief: "Thanks to your timely arrival, otherwise I wouldn't have even had a chance to say my last words." ”

When Arthas used the pearl magic stone to absorb the breath of frost sorrow on Boval's body, he witnessed everything around him, if Anduin hadn't forced Arthas to pick up frost sorrow in advance, the result of Bervar can be imagined, either he will still be under the control of frost sorrow, become a walking corpse, or because he has completely lost the source of power, like Varian and many martyrs, he will turn into dust and disappear completely.

Anduin didn't say much, nodded lightly with an inexplicable expression, Bolvar was actually just a stranger with a good relationship in his heart, although the scene in his memory was clearly visible, but this was the first time Anduin had seen Bolval alive.

"I think you're wondering what happened to Frostmourn?" Boward's gaze swept over Anduin, Eliza, and Arthas, "This matter starts many years ago, when I, Varian, and Tyrenus accepted a noble mission from the Titans, and he wanted us to try to control the Frost Grief and then affect the elemental space. ”

"The mission is great, but the human heart is not, and the Titans have not designated who will be the victim, who will last to rule the Frost Sorrow." Boval's voice was a little low, he didn't have much strength to speak now, and there was not much emotion in his words, he just told the story, "Due to the special situation at that time, the Blackstone tribe was about to attack the Silver Fortress, and Terenus, as a prince, must lead the army to fight, and I have not yet reached the legendary level because of my age, so I can only let your father, Varian, take the lead in going north." ”

"Varian originally had no complaints about this matter, he grew up in the Silver Fortress and didn't want to see the orc tribe break down the city and kill him, however, Tyrenus was worried about an accident, so he intentionally or unintentionally put him under house arrest, the newborn you and your mother."

When Arthas heard this, he only raised his brow slightly, he knew the past, and he understood Terenus's regret, but he did not defend his father's words.

"Varian went north alone, the Silver Tribe repelled the Blackstone Tribe, and after the war subsided and I was promoted to Legend, I proposed to Terenus to take your mother and son away." Bovar looked at Arthas, "Your father didn't agree, and I can tell that he wanted to raise Anduin and repay Varian for his sacrifice, but we were only arguing, but we didn't expect Anduin's mother to choose martyrdom. ”

"All this time, she has not behaved abnormally, we thought he came out of the haze, but ......"

Bervar looked at Anduin and smiled bitterly: "But I didn't expect that her personality and Varian are so similar, burying your mother, Tyrenus will no longer stop you, I and Fording everything, with the young you, came to the fortress together, that is, the small village before Stormwind Town, the reason why I chose this place is because of the Titan mission, and secondly, I am also angry in my heart, I want Tyrenus to know that I will not be greedy for life and afraid of death, but there is a secret that I have always hidden in my heart, that is, I will not make a wedding dress for nothing." ”

Suddenly, Arthas's eyes widened and he looked at Boval with mixed emotions in his eyes.

"The Titan's idea of controlling Frost's sorrow is not only known to Terenus, but when he was looking for the Pearl Magic Stone, I was also looking for a suitable replacement to use to achieve my goal, and after spending a lot of money, in the end, the effort paid off, and I got an obsidian that also belonged to the Magic Stone." Bolvar raised his hand with difficulty and patted Sonia, "That obsidian, on Sonia's body, I sealed the mark left by the Titan in the obsidian. ”

"I see!" Arthas gritted his teeth and stared at Sonia and Boval tightly, now he had put the mark of Terenus into the Frost Sorrow, but it was not enough to occupy more than half of the control, if he could get Sonia's share, the situation might be reversed.

Sensing that the opportunity was coming again, Blackmore and the legendary knight couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

But Bolval's next words made them fall into an ice cellar.

"The effect of the Titan Seal, Varian and I know better than you, if you lack even one copy, you can't completely control Frost Sorrow, even if you can get my share now, it won't help, because when I inherited Frost Sorrow, I didn't find Varian's share."

Bolval smiled, a chill in his smile, "I don't know where Varian's share went, but I know it must be because of Tyrenus's overkill." ”