So fast!

With a solemn face, Arthas raised Frost Grief, and several shadow rays shot out from the tip of his sword, stabbing at Jaime in an attempt to interrupt the rhythm of his charge.

The green anti-magic shield was propped up, and the endless frost power was condensed on the rune sword in Jaime's hand, the rune sword in his hand waved non-stop, and in countless flashes of cold light, most of the shadow rays were accurately blocked by his rune sword, and a small amount of shadow rays were also absorbed by the anti-magic shield on his body.

"He has such a high attainment in swordsmanship."

Arthas shuddered, but the two were close enough that he didn't have time to think about it, so he swung his sword at Jaime's shoulder.

Clang!

The rune sword in Jaime's hand was accurately intercepted at the weakest point of the Frost Sorrow sword, Arthas broke through the offensive and took a step back, while Jaime stepped forward and stabbed straight at the edge of the sword.

"How can this be ......."

Arthas was horrified in his heart, until the opponent attacked, he realized that he still underestimated the opponent's swordsmanship, a sword stab, not only the speed is as fast as lightning, but the part of the stab is exactly the left shoulder of Arthas's body with the biggest flaw, so that he has the illusion that he can't hold it no matter what.

"Since you can't hold it, then force the opponent to defend with offense!"

Arthas made a quick decision, and Jaime was only better than him in swordsmanship, and it was impossible to compare with him in terms of energy mastery, and his armor and weapons were far worse than him.

Arthas's mind moved, and a frost rune disappeared from his sword, and the heavy armor on his body seemed to have an extra layer of shield, and Frost Sorrow slashed at Jaime with a whistling sound.

Clang!

Jaime's sword slashed across Arthas's left shoulder, but with a slight touch of armor he raised his sword to defend itself, and the blades of the two slammed into each other again.

Arthas's skeletal phantom around his body has been partially missing, and there is a small gap in Jaime's rune sword, after all, Frost Sorrow is an artifact, how can the magic rune sword blessed with the power of frost be able to fight.

Arthas stabbed Jaime with a sword and said, "My Lord of Death, I admit that your swordsmanship has surprised me, but how many more times can your broken sword keep out the sorrow of frost?" ”

"Don't bother," Jaime slashed Arthas's attack with another sword, and then slashed at Arthas's most flawed right arm, "By the time my sword can't hold up, you'll run out of runes!" ”

Arthas was jealous in his heart, but he refused to admit defeat and said: "Hmph, then wait and see, the frost sorrow can hold much more runes than your broken sword!" ”

Bell bell bell ......!

The two death knights fought fiercely, and the fear in Arthas's heart was getting deeper and deeper, and Jaime could parry Arthas's attack with little strength with each sword, but Jaime's counterattack made Arthas fall into the wind, each sword was natural, with the momentum of a landslide, which was clearly a sign that the martial arts had entered the realm of the legendary gods.

Of course, martial arts are only skills after all, and they will still not be effective in the face of absolute power, but Arthas's realm and strength are not much higher than Jaime in close combat, and he has experienced fierce battles before the war and is no longer in his peak state, so he was beaten embarrassed, but fortunately, the heavy armor on Arthas is the top enchanted armor given by the Lich King himself, otherwise he would have been hit many times.

"Damn, why haven't Farrick and Marven arrived yet, they won't encounter accidents."

Arthas thought anxiously, in the process of escaping from Lordaeron City just now, the two lieutenants of the undead guard led the team to intercept the pursuers, but with the combat power of the undead guard, it should be no problem to escape and meet him.

Arthas's wait didn't last long, but what he waited for was not what he wanted, not only the undead guards, but also the death knights who fought with them, all of whom had betrayed him with the sharpest knives in Arthas's hands.

"You can rest in peace for a while, former brother of the Guard."

Thassarian whispered as he cut down one of the undead guards to the ground, then he looked at Arthas's location and shouted, "Brothers, for the sake of our loved ones, for the sake of Lordaeron, kill Arthas!" ”

Koltila also shouted: "Quettore, it's time for revenge, for the countless tragic deaths of Quel'Salas, for the sake of the polluted sunwell!" ”

"Revenge! Revenge! ”

The Death Knights responded to the call of the two leaders, their eyes burned with rage, they and Arthas did not share the sky, most of their relatives and friends died at the hands of Arthas, many times Arthas even let them kill their relatives out of bad taste, at this moment seeing Arthas is naturally like a hungry wolf, eager to bite off a piece of meat from him, under the raging anger, the undead guards retreated one after another.

Arthas also noticed the dangerous eyes of the Death Knights looking at him, and there was a trace of fear in his heart, he realized for the first time that he was not as powerful as he thought, and it was very likely that he would die here completely today.

Laugh at!

The sound of armor breaking sounded, Arthas's distraction caused him to slow down, and Jaime slashed the armor of Arthas's left shoulder with a sword, leaving a deep scar, and Jaime immediately said hatefully, "This sword is for my brother!" ”

"Enough!"

The Lich King, far away on the Ice Throne, couldn't take it anymore, and while his helping Arthas would have caused him to die sooner under the circumstances, the situation was so critical that he had no choice.

A vast force began to emerge from Frost Grief, and Arthas's momentum changed abruptly, and the center of him began to grow colder and colder, and there was a clattering sound of freezing in the air.

The first to feel that something was wrong was Jaime, a large area of frost appeared on his body at a very fast speed, although Jaime was also proficient in the power of ice, but when it came to the mastery of ice, how could he be the Lich King's opponent, soon, Jaime had to retreat, even if he was an undead, there was a limit to the degree of frost resistance.

Instead of pursuing Jaime, the Lich King, who had driven Jaime back, turned and ran towards Farrick's location, every ounce of his power was now invaluable, and every bit of squandering would bring him one step closer to death, saving mana to escape first.

"Damn!"

Jaime pushed back the frost from his body and rushed up again, and the Lich King pointed at him from afar, and although Jaime activated the anti-magic shield, he was still frozen into the ice by the Lich King's laws.

Click, click!

Numerous cracks appeared in the ice, and Jaime escaped, only to see that Arthas had escaped some distance, and the nearby Death Knight also noticed that he wanted to escape, and pounced on him desperately, not seeking to cause damage, only trying to stop him for a few seconds so that Jaime could arrive.

"Your Majesty, we have come to save you!"

With a wave of his hand, countless black chains rained down from the sky and bombarded the Death Knights, sending them flying away, and a huge gap appeared in the encirclement, and some of the undead guards, including Arthas and Farik, fled......

That night, in one of Tirisfa's camps.

Jaime stood in the center of the camp with his rune sword in his hand, looking at the moon in the sky, and Koltila and Thassarian each wearing black cloaks stood beside him.

The portal flashed, and Varimathas appeared in front of Jaime and said, "Very well, Jenn, your actions have effectively dealt a blow to Arthas, and now I have come to invite you to join our legion and be under our command. ”

Jaime said coldly, "My Death Knights and I are not interested in your struggle for power, our only interest is to watch Arthas die. ”

Varimathas shook his head, "Very well, Jenn, you have turned down a great friendship, and soon you will know the consequences." ”

As the words fell, Varimatsas teleported away, and Thassarian said, "My lord, it sounds like he's going to attack us. ”

Jaime said, "Thassarian, have you thought about our future?"

Sasarian smiled bitterly: "My lord, what future can people like us have?" As long as you can get revenge. ”

Koltila nodded sadly in agreement with Thassarian's words, all the Death Knights knew that they could no longer be accepted by their compatriots, and that revenge had become the greatest motivation for their existence.

Jaime said, "If we want revenge, we need a base and enough troops to defeat the Lich King with our Death Knight and the few ghouls under our men." ”

Koltila already understood a little: "What does the Lord mean to kill this Dreadlord and seize control of his territory and the undead army?" ”

Jaime said, "Yes, I remember that you know Veronara and Cynthia well, and we can convince the banshees to join our army. ”

Koltila said, "No problem, my lord, I promise that the banshees will follow under your banner." ”

Jaime turned his head to look at Thassarian, his usually cold face rippled: "Thassarian, when you collect information about your sister, by the way, you also help me collect information about my former fiancée, I want to know how she is doing." ”

Sasarian said with sympathy, "Lord Count, I believe that Baron Seberchel is still alive, and I will report to you as soon as I have any news." ”

Jaime sighed, "I hope." ”

On the same night, Serberchel Manor, in front of the old baron's tomb.

Claudia said to Varian, "Thank you for coming with me to pay his respects, Varian. ”

"This is what I should do," Varian said, "your father is not only a respectable warrior, but also a qualified father who has raised such a good daughter as yours." ”

Claudia smiled happily, "Thanks for the compliment, Varian, let's go back and rest." ”

At the corner of the stairs, Varian noticed again the portrait of Claudia on the wall when she had first inherited the title, and said to Claudia, "Shall we bring this painting back?" ”

Claudia said, "No, I refuse." ”

"Why?" Varian was curious, he actually liked this painting very much, and the picture of Claudia two years ago was quite cute.

Claudia laughed and hammered him: "Varian, you have me with you every day, but my father is the only one with me, and I can't let you take it." ”

Varian laughed and never mentioned it again.