In the northernmost part of the world of Azeroth. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info the continent of Northrend, where only winter falls all year round, has long been covered with ice and snow. The freezing fields of the bitter cold wind have long been unsuitable for the survival of most creatures.

But that wasn't the case once upon a time, and there were still some tough creatures living in this difficult environment, such as the Eldraine-Nirub Spider-Men, and there were even a handful of Terrans and Dwarves on the edge of the continent near the eastern continent. But since the Scourge was born here, everything has changed. They hate the spirits of the dead who have all the good life, and destroy all life that exists here. There was no trace of any large lifeform other than the desolate and lifeless polluted trees, and the Spider People, despite their great efforts, were finally dealt a fatal blow, the king became a loyal subordinate of the Lich King, and his compatriots became the sword of the Scourge Legion, and only half of them remained. Went deep into the icefield, though it was far from the deepest. The great frustration has made these creatures hate the undead, and this anger has nowhere to vent in front of the powerful undead, waiting for any chance of revenge on those creatures. It's just that they can't achieve their goal, they can only vent on other species....

A deathly silence remained in the place, and there was no sound except the sound of the waves. But the environment is not static after all, and there are always some noisy sounds coming from the coastline of the mainland. That's warriors from other corners of the world, and they're always coming here at an unknown time. To try to transform this place according to the traditional will they have received since childhood. One by one, they landed at sea and headed for their goal, the Icecrown Fortress deep on the continent, perhaps ready to die. Although they forget about life and death, this is not the worst outcome. Because their destination has a powerful creature inhabited. And he had been waiting for them to arrive, for the power of the intruders was so insignificant in front of him that they were lost in the harsh environment before they even saw their enemies. And their death or depravity will only increase their own power and strength.

In fact, every time an outsider arrives, it can still prick his conscience, even if it comes to this time when there is no turning back. He is also reflecting on what he has done. For the sake of one's own survival, to give up one's own humanity, to give up the love and glory of the people, what is it for the sake of one's own survival, to get the rule of this world, and to submit everything to one's feet? Such a feat is not too difficult for oneself. A large team that will grow as the war deepens can definitely accomplish this mission, but looking at these undead warriors with no free will generated from corpses, it is hard to imagine that this is what they were pursuing in the first place, and maybe they don't know how they chose, but vaguely remember that these are all things they have to do. It is precisely because I have been stubborn that everything deviates from the original. Get extreme. So those guys will not give up if they don't kill themselves, because this is the only option they can survive, and killing them is the only option they can choose.

Again, the guys were here, and unlike usual, this time a huge fleet of hundreds of warships and transports, mixed with a combined fleet of Alliance and Horde, sailed here. Compared to the two largest forces in this world, there is now and only his threat that can unite them closely. And this time it was because their leaders realized that the creature and his legions that threatened their existence had awakened.

The last time they were able to stand together was a few years ago when the Burning Legion was on their feet. And his current reputation and strength are comparable to theirs, which is enough to prove that his strength and the evil power he exudes make them fearful, which is undoubtedly the greatest compliment for himself, but for the Burning Legion, the Lich King hopes that they can come to this world again, because in his other will, he is no less hostile to his current leader Kil'Gardan than any other creature, but since the merger, the leader of the Burning Legion, who has destroyed countless worlds, no longer has any intention of disturbing his peace。 But the fact that the great powers fear themselves does not mean that ignorant native creatures will also understand their true terrible powers.

He looked at this kind of troops through his sensed power, and he couldn't help but think of a time when his two memories had a deep impression of them. Because both camps, at the beginning of their formation, saw them as their hopes, and now they see themselves as the biggest betrayers. Because of the pact with the demon to abandon the original shamanic way, the evil power of the warlocks destroyed the original world of Draenor. and opened the dark door for his own interests to invade the world of Azeroth, and the feud between the Alliance and the Horde began. And the other soul, killed his father and mentor. Betrayed the Alliance, and the Way of the Paladin. In the end, he helped his subordinates summon the evil Akmund and his minions to come here and nearly destroy the world.

And all these incriminating evidence are inextricably linked to themselves. Even a very small number of people understand that they may have to do it because of the circumstances. But now that the Scourge is raging, countless compatriots have died under their own swords, turned into their own slaves and puppets, and they will no longer be able to escape the guilt of those who are engraved in the book.

They set up camp here. Obviously, in terms of scale, they want to make a big move, and these alliances and tribes want to establish a stronghold here to facilitate the turnover of material and military power. And these surfaces, they are not just here in front of them. Soon there will be even larger contingents arriving far and wider, and this number may not be something that his loyal men, Anubrak and Kel'thugad, can easily handle. You have to come forward and see it for yourself. Perhaps the best option to attack is when they are still on a firm footing.

The Lich King prepares to assemble his army and send out its head there. But it soon wavered. Through induction, he found that a person he least wanted to see appeared there, directing the camp, and her graceful posture and beautiful face, but the appearance of the vase, could not hide that he was one of the best mages in the world. Her appearance can't help but remind her of the beauty and experience of her childhood.

"Gianna—" The Lich King couldn't help but think of the lover he thought he had forgotten, even though he had known that he was the second leader of the Terrans. That means that he will meet her one day, the Lich King himself thought that he had abandoned everything a long time ago, paladin glory, friendship, father-son love, master-apprentice love. and the love that he laughed at in public, but he still found that he couldn't get rid of the deepest memory in his heart late.

"My king. We'd better eliminate their vanguard first. They are the elite forces of the Alliance and the Horde, and if they are allowed to camp here, more enemies will appear here. The pious Kel'thugad reminded Arthas. As Gianna's fellow Archmage Antonio's apprentice, and a former human who witnessed the growth of both of them, seems to have recognized some of the last things he wanted to see happen on the Lich King.

"Stupid decision, that would have delayed the moment of the final showdown between them and us. The Lich King reprimanded the proposal "Put the main battlefield in the Icecrown Fortress, the cold weather will make their blood clot, and at that time my army will completely drown them" Kel'thugad was about to say something, but before he could say anything, Arthas glared at the lich. "Do you think their power can shake me?"

"I understand, my king. Kel'thugad retreated, and Anubarak looked for the first time with suspicion at his long-served king, though he did not consider his king to be completely unprepared, for the man had not let himself down even when he had collapsed, let alone when he was so powerful. Maybe.

As expected, the coalition forces crossed the coast and reached the depths of the icy continent, where the temperature was so cold that there was barely room for any heat to be preserved compared to the periphery. And this gives the undead the opportunity to not be afraid of the cold. And at this very moment, countless undead came at them. But the warriors of the Alliance and the Horde who survived the baptism of the Burning Legion no longer fear the fears brought upon them by these unnatural creatures. They resisted and continued to advance towards the Icecrown fortress. Although the undead have the advantage of geography and numbers, but because there is no support from core figures such as the leader of the coalition army, the scene is still inclined to the coalition army, and it is such an undead who perished from the bottom, which greatly gives the coalition forces the courage and confidence to win. Eventually, the last of the undead who attacked them fell, and they made it to their destination, Icecrown Fortress. The enemy you want to find is waiting for you in the depths of here.

Faced with such a magnificent and closed military fortress, the warriors of the coalition looked forward and stopped their steps. The scene was calm for a while. And at this time, as the leader of the Alliance, Arthas's childhood friend, King Varian, stepped forward, for his appearance, the leader of the tribe Thrall was also full of respect, because on the battlefield, he saw this human paladin and different races fighting side by side with his performance, and had won the deep respect of this shaman's heart, although in the future may still be opposed to it. But that only if there is a future.

In the face of the affairs of the coalition forces, he launched an impassioned speech in front of the station:

"Proud and valiant warriors, listen to me. Our Alliance and Horde have been reunited by a new threat to face a monster that threatens our very existence... He forgot our glory, betrayed us, and brought us to near ruin, and now he hides inside and fears our arrival (laughs...). We've come here over all odds, and all the humans, orcs, and dwarves ........."

Alsace in the heights saw this friend bring an ethereal courage and confidence to their coalition forces, but what made him care more about her figure, how much he had wished to be with him, and now they were facing each other......

"....... quiet, now the cowardly and filthy creatures, fearing the strength of our unity, are silently asking for our forgiveness, and I will give him the most just judgment on behalf of the creatures of the earth. Listen to Arthas, I know you can hear it, and death will not wash away the sins and shame that cowardly you have committed. And all of us will also witness this great moment (boiling)... Whether you're a Horde or an Alliance, our warriors march for Azeroth!!"

And when the speech of the former best friend Varian reached its climax, the noisy crowd also overwhelmed her vision, and seeing her disappear, Arthas gradually returned to reality, and it was at this time that he really heard the human king's judgment of himself, and it was obvious that he was also angry with his content. Just as Varian's speech ended, Arthas jumped at the top. And glared at these ignorant humans

"If you are so willing to see the judgment, then I would be happy too, but it will be to you and your ignorant people!" Arthas said in a loud voice, and behind him an even greater dragon appeared at his feet, catching his master, and then the gates opened, and countless elite undead came out of the gates, and an even greater number of undead appeared in all directions, and they continued to appear from the ice valley. It was only then that the coalition realized the true fear of its enemies.

"Rush, for the sake of the tribe, warriors. The leader of the tribe, Sal, raised a slogan from the tribesmen, who were frightened by the sudden scene. Maybe because of this sentence, or recognizing your own impending fate. Everyone is still rushing forward as before.

"For the Union (Horde)....Rush"

Finally, the hand-to-hand battle was met. The undead are no longer fighting in a haphazard manner as they were at the beginning, and a core figure has emerged in the ranks, with the powerful mage Kel'thugad having more mana than any allied mage. While attacking with spells, he still uses telepathy to fight each undead warrior, and under his unified command, the undead's tactics are far more efficient than the temporary coalition of tribes and alliances that were still at odds until then. When their commander realized that the enemy was in command of this lich, they concentrated their forces on him, and just as the troops were desperately swarming towards him, there was a huge tremor in the ground, and the crowd fell to the ground, and when they stood up, they found more figures near the lich, Anubarak and his crypt demons appeared, the huge crypt lord blocked any enemy who came near here, and the mage's arcane attacks were either on the necromantic archmage with a powerful shield or on the thick-skinned giant worm。 None of them had any noticeable effect. And that's exactly what the two commanders want to see, as they steer the enemy in the wrong direction---- their real goal, the Lich King, is ignored by them.

Seeing that his loyal subordinates had accomplished their mission, Arthas urged Sindagossa to charge towards the enemy mage, the Mother of the Ice Dragons so fast that they didn't give them any reaction when they were really focused on the battlefield ahead. When he reached his destination, Arthas jumped over his head, and his targets were the weakly defended mages. By the time the mages realized that the greatest threat had reached them, it was already too late to turn around and eliminate him. The Lich King didn't give them any chance to react, and every time he swung Frost Grief was accompanied by a loud moan, and in a moment the mages around him fell. When the mages who reacted were ready to work together to defeat this enemy, they found that the huge ice dragons in the air would not give them any chance to affect the mood of their masters.

The leaders of the coalition realized that their ultimate enemy was behind them, so they called back the warriors in front of them to save them, but they were just as entangled by the undead as themselves. At this time, they thought of the air force they could have counted on, but the cold weather had made these air knights reluctantly choose to walk, and the air had completely become the world of gargoyle destroyers and ice dragons. Only a handful of warriors were able to leave their positions and return to save their fellow mages and priests, but such numbers did not pose any threat to Arthas, and most of the fallen mages were transformed into necromancers and opened fire on their fellow mages instead.

The end seems to be doomed, unless, who can change the tide of the battle.

Gianna, as the goddess of law, also stood among the mages, and she had the luxury of hoping that she could influence this prince who had loved and been loved, but she saw her compatriots fall one by one and become his slaves. Knowing that she could no longer remain so indifferent, she gathered all her strength to unleash an arcane blast on Arthas, not knowing if she would succeed or if she would gather all her strength to kill her former beloved.

The red-eyed Lich King never thought about what threat these weak mages would pose to him, and many spells hit him like rain dripping into his body. But suddenly, a blow that he had neglected knocked him down, and an enraged Arthas, feeling humiliated by this, had already confirmed the caster's position before he could stand up. He concentrated his strength in response to his own greatest strength. A blow of great energy and death coil was thrown at the mage. Arthas stood up, wanting to look back at who had challenged his powerful self-esteem. only to find her figure.

"No...."Arthas cried out. And the other party was also full of doubts and gratification for her tone, because this sentence made her understand that all her expectations were right....this seemingly stupid behavior also deprived her of the best time to hide. And she fell to the ground in response. Arthas ran to the place where Gianna had fallen. And now that he was desperate to pick him up, and seeing his beloved back to him, Gianna just smiled and closed her eyes. The hot blood flowing from her body drenched the Lich King's cold armor, and the power of pure love gradually melted the curse of Frost Grief on Arthas. At this time, many parts of Arthas have been transformed into human parts, and the sword in his hand is also trembling in his hand, and the originally bright side of his heart is constantly fighting against this force, struggling. Enraged by the Lich King's support of Gianna as she fell to the ground, Thrall and Varian rushed back desperately, ready to kill him, while Arthas just watched their axes and swords slash past him, and did not resist.

Eventually, Arthas fell to his beloved. The majority of the Coalition began to rejoice at the Lich King's death, and they were delusional that the Scourge would collapse as a result. But they were wrong. Seeing the fall of their king, enraged Kel'thugad and Anubrak drove an even more furious army of the undead to unleash the arrogant creatures on them again. And the Allies were already exhausted by this time. Soon the mightiest warriors were drowned in the endless sea of skeletons. In addition to sacrificing his master, the number and quality of the army of the undead have once again made a qualitative leap.

The Scourge didn't stop there, they immediately headed for Kalimdor and the Eastern Kingdoms, and within a few months the Burning Legion had left the Burning Legion unfinished with the mission they had originally created. And the leader of the Burning Legion, Kil'Gardan, has once again come to this world. Because of Anubrak and Kel'thugad's disobedience to the powerful King of Arida, they soon met their final death, and the leaderless Scourge became the best weapon for the Burning Legion to advance into other worlds.....

Agalon, the Watcher, deduces the birth of the prince who made the entire kingdom of Lordaeron celebrate. And it turned out to be full of worries. He knew what he had to change, so he connected with a soul that could change this fate through some medium to replace him, and the person he chose was me, who also admired and longed for this world. I gladly accepted his request, and my life would start all over again.