Kel'thugad! I was so frightened that I almost forgot about it.

Kel'thugad could be found at any time, and if he bumped into me, wouldn't I be completely exposed? At that time, it is difficult to say whether the angry Arthas will be so kind to me.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, we need to hurry back to the meeting place, otherwise the Lich Lord will be in a hurry!"

Arthas nodded with satisfaction, casually killed a few wandering walking corpses, and said, "Lead the way, let's leave quickly." ”

The woods are still the same woods, but the entrance is not the original exit, but fortunately, this forest is not big, I just need to walk on the small hill behind the woods.

The pursuers gradually became scarce, and the road in the woods became more and more difficult to walk, because it was not a forest path, and Arthas and I had to keep cutting through the thorns and breaking the branches.

This slowed us down and slowed down, and finally, so slow that I could completely take back the dead energy that was coming out of my body.

At this moment, Arthas suddenly weakened again, and almost every step he took had to take a few big breaths, and the vanity under his feet was like that of an eighty-year-old woman.

"Your Majesty, do we need to rest for a while?" I asked.

Alsace leaned on to a large tree, his eyes looked into the depths of the forest, and after a long while, he said, "No, hurry up." ”

I rejoice that Arthas is getting weaker and weaker, which is a good thing for Sylvanas who ambushed him.

Moreover, he is now unable to use any skills, and the level of a Death Knight is completely devoid, only brute force and fighting skills are left.

This was evident when he taught me.

It's just that, in this life, can Arthas be left in the Tirisfa? I can't guarantee it.

I remember that in "History", after Sylvanas showed hostility, not only did the Lich King roar in Arthas's head, but the Lich Kel'thugad arrived in time.

"Luck won't be that bad!" As I started beating the drums in my heart, I added a little more speed to my feet.

A lot of time has been wasted, and Kel'thugad could appear at any time and must bring Arthas to Sylvanas as quickly as possible.

Arthas didn't know that my acceleration was meant to lead him into the abyss, he just thought I was worried about his comfort, that it didn't make sense to speed up on me, and that he was just trying his best to keep up with me.

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Sylvanas stood on top of the hill and looked towards the forest, from which she could not see the battle on the other side of the forest, only the faint light of fire in the distant sky.

"Lordaeron is really messed up! It seems that these Dreadlords are not incompetent, and they can actually control so many undead under Arthas's nose, and successfully launch a rebellion. ”

"It's just that at this time, did Arthas die in the mutiny or escaped?"

Sylvanas couldn't predict, but she didn't think Arthas would die so easily, and he wouldn't tolerate the death of his master.

"If only the strength of the Dreadlords could be stronger!"

Sylvanas thought of the Dreadlord again, she had fought these hideous-looking creatures, and she was still glad that although the Dreadlord was a good hand at lies and deception, he was too weak.

And now, how she wished that the Dreadlord could be stronger, at least, strong enough that three could easily deal with a single lich.

This way, it will be easy to kill Arthas, and there is no need to expect Arthas to die at the hands of the rebels.

However, when he hoped that the Dreadlords would be stronger, Sylvanas was a little lucky.

For, if Arthas could escape from Lordaeron, he would have the possibility of killing him, even if he was accompanied by Kel'thugad and the undead who remained loyal to him.

She still doesn't dare to think about the hurt Alsace did to her.

The thought of it made her feel like a pangu.

When she thought about it, she was broken.

However, while looking at the royal city of Lordaeron, Sylvanas forced herself to remember what Arthas had done to her.

There was a death rift in the Forest of Crystal Song, a land of death where not a single piece of grass would ever grow.

A living corpse was mercilessly slaughtered, and then, becoming a member of the Legion of Damnation, turned the butcher knife in his hand to his former comrades and friends.

The nightmarish Legion of Damnation, ruthlessly destroying everything they encountered.

Then, he was killed by Arthas, and he had begged him so quietly that he should let him go in peace, and not become an ugly and evil undead.

However, no matter how much he pleaded, his soul was still snatched away, and Arthas was ruthlessly transformed into a banshee.

His smile was so unbridled, so baring his teeth and claws.

Sylvanas swore that she would never forget Arthas's smile.

When she turned into a lich body, no matter how much hatred and helplessness she felt in her heart, she still turned the butcher knife to her people under his control.

She was personally involved in the destruction of Quel'Salas and the Sunwell

Sylvanas shuddered, and she vividly remembered the incredulity, comfort, and hatred on the faces of every one of her fellow citizens she had killed......

Tears poured out of the parched tear ducts and spread all over the face.

Sylvanas wiped the tears from her face, cowardice was gone, her eyes shining with determination, she swore in her heart that she would not let him die easily, that she would give back the suffering he had brought to her people and her a hundredfold, and that she would fill him with remorse and pain before he died.

Looking towards the forest, Sylvanas couldn't help but wonder who could bring Arthas here.

Is it a ghost or a banshee? Or is it him?

At this time, Sylvanas couldn't help but feel a wave of remorse in his heart, he shouldn't have let Sunwind join the team in search of Arthas.

He's so special, so ...... If Arthas is discovered, he must be unlucky.

Hopefully, he's just out for a while.

Hopefully, he didn't find Alsace.

Hopefully, he can return to him safely.

Suddenly, Sylvanas spotted two figures at the end of the jungle.

A swaying and shaking, the pace of a walking corpse.

The other is weak and weak, but his body is still straight, and the sword in his hand is still sharp.

Sure enough, did Sunwind find Alsace?

However, it can be seen from the two supporting each other that Rifeng is not suspected by Arthas.

Sylvanas gestured to the banshee beside her, and walked quickly down the hill.

There, the banshee's ambush, and likewise, the bones of Arthas.

This executioner, whose hands are stained with blood, is finally coming to his end.

A sinister smile appeared on Sylvanas's lips.

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