Antonidas is dead, and the old man, who has been like his father for many years, is dead!

Gianna stared blankly at everything in front of her, she had never expected the flame that Akmund had given her to have such terrifying power...... She just wanted to stop the teacher from destroying Arthas's corpse by all means. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The archmage's body lay on the ground, his soul burned out in a blistering amount of time.

The rest of the Dalaran mages were wiped out, and Antonidas's screams wiped out all their fighting spirits, and their bodies were brought here intact.

"Lord Broadmoore...... Well of the Sun...... Your promise......" Darkan posted like a drug addict.

The High Elves have sucked the power of the Well of the Sun for so many years, and when they suddenly stopped after the destruction of Silvermoon City, and now they suddenly feel the power of the Well of the Sun by their side again, it makes Darkan crazy!

Gianna kicked the elven mage away.

Because she has more important things to do!

She couldn't wait that long, she was worried that something would happen again, and she would resurrect Arthas now!

"You're all leaving!" Gianna commanded her men.

One by one, the undead left in an orderly manner, leaving Gianna alone in front of the Well of the Sun.

She carefully fished out Arthas's body from the well and put it back together.

Thanks to the purification of the Well of the Sun, the corpses have been much less corroded and clean......

Gianna raised her staff and began to condense the power of the Well of the Sun, and Arthas, who had been resurrected with this pure power, was completely flawless and perfect......

She's careful to use psychic spells!

"Resurrect, Arthas, my love!" She whispered.

A powerful force poured into Arthas's corpse, and Prince Lordaeron, who had been dead for more than half a year, opened his eyes!

……

Alsace-Minehir only felt like he had a long, long dream.

In the dream, he walked and walked on a rugged mountain road with no end.

Then he suddenly heard Gianna's voice...... Very light and gentle...... He struggled to open his eyes.

Gianna's beautiful face appeared in front of him.

"Where is this......" Arthas asked, with some difficulty.

The last memory in my mind was that the orc's giant axe slashed at his head, didn't he die?

Tears welled up from the corners of Gianna's eyes: "Arthas, you are finally! ”

"It's alright, Gianna!" Arthas tried to reach out and touch Gianna, and suddenly he froze!

He found that his hands were cold...... And it's not just his hands, he can't feel any temperature all over his body!

"Holy Light, what's wrong with me?" Arthas asked, dumbfounded, trying to summon the light to warm himself...... However, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not get a response from the Light!

In the end, Arthas held his chest down, and as expected, there was no heartbeat!

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

"Arthas, you're alright...... Gianna hurriedly comforted.

Alsasson grabbed Gianna's sleeve: "Gianna, tell me, am I already dead?" ”

His face was full of longing, making Gianna unable to bear to deceive him, and finally Gianna nodded slightly.

Like a bolt from the blue, Arthas felt like his whole body was collapsing.

Die yourself!

Yes, that traitor named Mills and that orc killed himself!

And it's not just death, Arthas discovers that he's also been transformed into the monster he once hated most: the undead!

The resurrected human prince only feels like the world is spinning, why is this happening!

He looked at Gianna and begged, "Gianna, please, kill me......"

Gianna couldn't believe her ears, she was stunned, her voice trembling a little: "What are you talking about, Arthas!" ”

"Kill me, okay?" Arthas smiled bitterly, "I don't want to become the monster I hated the most!" ”

"Alsace......" Gianna shook her head in despair.

She gave everything, she would rather fall into the abyss herself, she would rather cooperate with those terrible demons of the Burning Legion, she would rather kill so many people, she even killed her own teacher...... All she did was resurrect Arthas!

But Arthas's first request to her was to kill him!

Gianna only felt her whole body tremble.

Arthas jumped from the ground, jumped to a statue by the Well of the Sun, and smashed his head into the statue with all his might.

"Don't ......," Gianna grabbed her from behind.

Arthas broke free from her shackles: "Don't stop me, Gianna, the way I am, how to face my father, how to face Uther, how to face Galia, how to face my people?" ”

"Let me die, is that okay?" The prince was almost pleading with his lover.

Gianna picked up the staff she had thrown to the ground.

She has paid such a big price, she has made such a big sacrifice, she must not allow herself to gain nothing.

She pointed her staff at Arthas.

The expression on Alsace-Minethiel's face froze, then stiffened, and he knelt down in front of Gianna and said humbly, "I am at your service, Lady Proudmoor!" ”

Gianna was laughing, she was laughing hysterically at the sky like a madman.

"Arthas, are you worried that your relatives and your people will be afraid of you now?" Gianna seemed to be asking Artace, and she was talking to herself.

"Actually, it doesn't matter, wouldn't it be nice to kill them all and resurrect them?"

Gianna Proudmoore pointed her staff at the Well of the Sun, and she remembered what she had read in the book, that Merry East, the archmage of the Council of Tyris's Law, had summoned three thousand water elementals with the help of the core of the magic web......

She felt she could do it too.

However, instead of summoning the water elemental, she uses the most terrifying of the arcane schools: psychic spells.

The Well of the Sun shines with the brightest light, under Gianna's control, shining on every corpse in the vicinity!

Antonidas, the necromancer, stood up and knelt down in front of Gianna, "Willing to serve you, Lady Proudmoore!" ”

Necromancer Biloka also stood up, the former Archmage of Quel'Salas, who had been dead for a few days, but her body and the more than thirty corpses of the Silvermoon Council had not been disposed of.

Necromancer Derlandon!

Necromancer!

……

One after another, the former archmage, in the light of the Well of the Sun, became Gianna's most loyal servants.

In total, he became more than fifty necromancers, including the power of the entire Silvermoon City and half of the high-level mages of Dalaran.

"You guys, now go and destroy all of Lordaeron for me, and kill everyone there!" Gianna ordered coldly.

Then, she turned to Alsace and added, "And you!" ”

……

Darkan stared blankly at the Well of the Sun, which was close at hand, and he only felt that the power in it was so close.

And the splendor of the Well of the Sun is getting brighter and brighter!

"Such a beautiful thing, someone is stupid enough to want to destroy it!" Darkan spat disdainfully.

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong.

The power of the Well of the Sun has become extremely unstable, resurrecting more than fifty humans and High Elf archmages, already exceeding its energy limits.

A violent tremor was felt, and the light of the Well of the Sun was extinguished!