The Burning Legion retreated, and the threat of Azeroth was temporarily lifted. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Logically speaking, the Scourge Legion should be unstoppable, but now in the royal city of Lordaeron, it is very chaotic.

Arthas and Kel'thugad walked through the city of Lordaeron, both of them silent, presumably just three hours before the Lich King's will had been completely lifted from their minds.

"Kel'thugad, I'm upset." Arthas said, "You know, the Lich King's power is starting to wane, and not only that, but he warned me that if I don't get to Northrend soon, everything will be gone for me. ”

Kel'thugad nodded: "Everything is ready, I have prepared the ship to Northrend for you, but at the last moment, the Lich King told me that this mission is not easy." ”

"Illidan has led an army and rushed towards Icecrown, who want to destroy the Lich King."

Arthas frowned slightly: "Then we must not let Illidan destroy the Icecrown Glacier...... By the way, why didn't Locke come. ”

Kel'thugad said, "Locke? He told me three hours ago that Silver Dawn had surrendered and that he should be on his way to come. ”

"Surrender?" Arthas frowned, "Didn't I tell him that all the human race will be annihilated?" ”

Kel'thugad nodded: "He seems to have a little idea of his own. ”

Just as Arthas was about to continue speaking, the earth began to shake, and then a ball of evil flame suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and then the figure of the Dreadlord appeared.

"You're finally here." Varimathas slowly emerged from the void, "I am glad that you were able to witness the demise of the Scourge Legion. ”

Arthas said coldly, "Dreadlord you still dare to appear in front of me, aren't you afraid of my frost sorrow?" ”

Frost lingered on Frost Sorrow, instantly freezing the stones on the ground of Lordaeron's Royal City.

But this only caused the Dreadlord Varimathas to sneer: "Look around you, Arthas, everything you have left you, and soon, you and your Lord of the Lich King will taste the wrath of the Burning Legion." ”

Disaster is not just one.

Kel'thugad soon found that all the mana in his body was imprisoned: "My king, you must escape. ”

"In the royal city of Lordaeron, there are a large number of undead approaching, and they must break through!"

A white light flashed through Kel'thugad's body, and then disappeared into the royal city of Lordaeron.

"Well, Arthas, do you feel the powerlessness of being a human when the Lich King's power wanes?" Varimathas sneered, "The undead of Lordaeron were once your guards, and now they belong to the Burning Legion. ”

Roaring ghouls rushed out of the prison like a tidal wave, roaring madly and attacking Arthas not far away.

This was only the beginning, and Arthas could see that the abomination not far away was rushing in the direction of Arthas with a neat pace.

The Lich King's spirit link is completely ineffective.

This news made Arthas feel depressed at the same time, but also made Arthas's mind rise a fighting spirit, he waved the frost sorrow, instantly eliminated several ghouls in front of him, and the invincible war horse under his crotch instantly rushed towards the ghouls.

Arthas has diverged his own mind network, and he is lucky enough to have several ghouls hiding in the house controlled by Arthas's mind network.

The royal city of Lordaeron was very prosperous, but it was once, and in this royal city, now only a remnant of rock and broken arms remained. This also gave Alsace a lot of obstacles.

"Damn, the Dreadlord would play this hand." He frowned and drove the Invincible towards the city gates.

The entire royal city of Lordaeron was boiling, and the undead who had died had recalled their memories in their minds and stayed in the body of one person, and that was Arthas.

Those memories of life reminded them of the warm days in the past, and also made the hatred in their hearts grow wildly.

Sylvanas was one of them, and instead of standing in the city of Lordaeron, she stood on a hillside in the Tirisfal glades, quietly observing everything in the city of Lordaeron.

Standing beside Sylvanas was a huge Dreadlord.

"Are you happy?" Varimathas asked Sylvanas beside him, "The hatred that has been there for a long time is surging out of your mind. ”

"The confinement from the Lich King is finally gone."

Wearing a jet-black cape, Sylvanas' dark skin, bloodshot eyes, and a jet-black cape stroked the longbow in her hand, once a treasure in Quel'Thalas, but now a funerary object for the Undead Ranger.

"Happy?" Sylvanas scoffed, "Can I still feel happy now?" ”

"Maybe the fall of Alsace will give me a little relief in my heart, but I have no purpose of survival."

Varimathas smiled, "That's good, maybe you'll be able to join the Burning Legion in the future." ”

"How's the commander of the undead? I believe that you can perfectly command the undead. ”

Sylvanas shook her head slightly, "Perhaps." ”

A gust of wind blew, and the floating city of Naxxramas, which appeared above the royal city of Lordaeron, was now stopped in the sky under the chains of evil energy.

It is clear that the Necropolis of Naxxramas has been controlled by the Burning Legion.

Arthas hasn't lost all his power, and as the most powerful Death Knight under the Lich King, his power is far greater than anyone could have imagined.

While Frost Grief bestowed upon him a curse, it also endowed Arthas with incomparable power.

The furious frost froze the earth, and the undead who stood in the way were shattered one after another under Arthas's rage, and Arthas also relied on the Death Knight's mind network to control many of the undead.

But Arthas was already at the end of his crossbow, and he rode invincible across the city of Lordaeron, and the ghouls behind him were already dead.

In front of Arthas, there was a huge abomination, which was twice as large as the average abomination, and the hook in his hand flashed with cold light, and saliva flowed from his mouth.

"Let's have fun." Abomination walked on the earth, and with every movement, the earth of Lordaeron began to shake.

Arthas had no intention of escaping, for he had already realized that behind the abomination was the gates of Lordaeron (to be continued. )