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Dragonbone Wilderness, a world of frost, is not only the lair of the five-colored dragon, but also the most representative area of the Northrend snowfield.

Not only the heavy snow, but also the snow-covered earth announced to the world the desolation and cruelty of this place. The bones of dragons can be found everywhere in the snow and ice, and underneath those bones, rabbits also hide from vultures.

Mammoths are the most robust beasts in this snowy field, and even mammoths, in winter, lie dormant under the power of this heaven and earth.

The corpse of Galakron, the ancestor of ten thousand dragons, is the most majestic existence in this land, even after thousands of years of the mythical ancient war, the five-colored dragon legion still established the dragon sleeping temple on the corpse of the ancestor of ten thousand dragons.

According to Deathwing Nesario, the "Father of Ten Thousand Dragons" was slain in the Dragonbone Wilderness by the Titans, with the support of the Titans.

Thousands of years have passed......

The power that the dragon clan trembled for back then is now quietly approaching the shores of the Dragonbone Wilderness, but this time, the evil forces close to the shores of Northrend are nothing more than Arthas and Locke and others.

The ghost boat slowly approached the beach, and the ice floes on the surface of the water quickly broke apart under the impact of the ghost boat, and then paddled into the water, believing that it would not be long before the ice would turn into a pool of fresh water. 【】

Locke stepped down from the ship, he looked at Icecrown, and then said to Arthas behind him: "I see the Frozen Throne, but judging from the distance, it may take us half a month to walk. ”

"This is again when the enemy has not hindered us."

Arthas also stepped out of the ship, his pale, silvery-white long hair shawl, holding the famous Frost Sorrow in his hands, and behind him, a group of bloodthirsty ghouls.

"I've been here before." Alsace looked at the beach around him, which was not only full of ghosts, but also a large number of dilapidated shipwrecks.

"I remember back then, and I still wanted to deal with the undead in Northrend." Arthas walked past Locke and walked over to a ghost in Lordaeron's armor: "But now...... I became the commander of the undead. ”

The ghost beside Arthas was slightly stunned, and then he roared angrily: "Arthas, you have betrayed all of us!" ”

The ghost pulled the sword from the scabbard at his waist, but soon, the ghost realized that his body was collapsing.

Arthas looked blankly at the powder, which was all the substance left of the ghost in this world. Then he mounted the invincible war horse beside him: "Let's go, let's march to the Frozen Throne." ”

Locke nodded, and he looked at the undead warrior behind him, and then mounted the Nightmare Warhorse as well. Followed behind Artace.

After three months of sailing, Locke was sick of the scenery at sea, but now he was finally able to walk on the continent of Northrend for a while.

Locke took one last look at the powder on the ground, and after being shaken by the sorrow of the Alsace frost, the poor ghost finally lost everything in Azeroth.

When the soul is gone, everything will come to an end.

The Dragonbone Wilderness is very wild, and there are no buildings left except for the Dragon's Sleep Temple erected in this wilderness.

The dragon's groan, echoing across the wilderness. Locke was a little afraid that the dragons would find out their traces, after all, the Scourge Legion desecrated the dragons' corpses, and the entire dragon legion believed to have heard of it.

In this way, the Five-Colored Dragon Legion has clearly regarded the Scourge Legion as an enemy.

Locke shrugged his shoulders, but fortunately, during this time, the Five-Colored Dragon Legion was unable to take revenge on the Scourge Legion.

"I don't see it over there." Arthas pointed at the blue dragon not far away with Frost Sorrow.

It was a sturdy blue dragon, standing gracefully on a bare rock, his blue eyes looking at everything that was happening on this ice field, and the frost breath that came out of his mouth made the air freeze into patches of white frost.

"It's an adult blue dragon, and it doesn't seem like he's noticing where we're going." Locke made his judgment.

Arthas smiled slightly: "Very good, today we can try to slay the dragon once." ”

Without waiting for Locke to speak, Arthas rode his horse towards the blue dragon not far away, the frost sorrow in his hand, even in the midst of the blizzard, dancing with a dazzling light.

The blue dragon soon noticed Arthas rushing towards him, and he first let out a dragon groan like a demonstration, trying to scare away the human who did not know whether he was alive or dead.

This is a trick that the beasts on the ice field are very good at, and the powerful beasts always want to use their strong bodies as a backup to scare their enemies away without any effort.

The dragon clan is very good at using this move, and the powerful dragon power allows the blue dragon to use this move wantonly.

But today, the blue dragon made a mistake, and this mistake itself was enough to devour the blue dragon.

Arthas had already rushed to the Blue Dragon's side, and his swift and precise use of Frost Grief pierced the Blue Dragon's skin in an instant.

When the faint smell of blood and the scarlet blood stained the snow, the proud and arrogant blue dragon realized what a big mistake it had just made.

The aura of death that lingered on the blade of Frostmourning instantly destroyed the inside of the blue dragon's body, and then, the blue dragon fell to the ground.

"Locke, you and I have joined forces to refine this blue dragon into a frost dragon." Arthas looked at the prey under his feet, this blue dragon was struggling painfully on the snow due to the frost curse, and the blood stained the snow red, but this struggle only made the inevitable death of the blue dragon come more early.

"If we could have an aerial scout, we would have saved a lot of time to get to Icecrown," Arthas said. ”

Locke shook his head slowly, he saw a blood-red hue on the ice field, it was a barracks.

The military flag with the two-headed phoenix swaying rapidly in the ice and snow, and the active magical energy from the barracks could be clearly felt even from a few hundred meters away.

Locke pointed to the blood-red spot not far away: "No need, I want to ...... Illidan has shown us the way. ”

Arthas looked at a country along the lines of Locke's point: "Quel'Salas? ”

"Those High Elves??"

"Come on, Locke, let's destroy these elves once again."

"Leave nothing alive."

Locke said: "It's very happy." (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.