Arthas rubbed his temples and thought back to the fantasies he saw over and over again. In the past, the Lich King communicated with him through Frost Grief, but when the heart-wrenching pain came, Arthas saw the being he had been worshipping all along.

The Lich King is alone in a massive ice cave, sealed in strange ice like Frost Sorrow. The ice was not smooth, but full of shocking cracks. The Lich King was indistinct, but his tormented cries pierced Arthas's brain sharply.

"The Frozen Throne is in danger, and the energy is draining...... Time is running out...... Come back to Northrend. ”

Alsace was full of pain and suffering, and replied bitterly: "Yes! ”

……

Banazar flapped his wings and said dissatisfiedly, "Desarlock, why did you promise that damn banshee?" What if she doesn't accept our control after that? ”

A hint of disdain flashed in Desarlock's eyes, but he concealed it well and did not let the two companions around him see that the coup was imminent, and he could not lose the help of his partners.

"Remember, Banazal, our alliance with the Banshee King is only to keep her from disrupting our operations, the Death Knight already has a loyal lich by his side, Kel'thugad, and we can't have the Banshee by his side anymore, you know?" De Sarlock patiently explained.

Varimathas asked suspiciously, "Is the banshee powerful?" Why do we need banshees not to get involved? ”

Desarok flapped his wings a few times, and after being caught by a rapids in the air, he said, "Banshee King, Sylvanas? Windranger is far more powerful than on the surface, especially after she got her physical body recently, her strength has increased by leaps and bounds, don't underestimate her. ”

"Phew!" Varimathas spat at a carrion on the ground, and said angrily, "That stupid man of Arthas is stupid to return his body to her just because of the little good-natured behavior shown by the banshee. ”

De Sarlock said, "Alright, it's time for us to send the 'surprise' to His Excellency the Death Knight."

At this time, the three of them had already come to the sky above the palace.

At this moment, Arthas, the Death Knight, and his faithful lich were coming out of the main hall.

Arthas's power had been drained so badly that he didn't even notice the danger was coming, until he heard Banazar's voice.

"King of Arthas, where are you going?"

Arthas couldn't help but shudder at the sound of the sinister voice, he chose to trust the lich Kel'thugad as a risky move, but now the appearance of the Dreadlord made him suspicious of the lich around him.

"There are assassins." Kel'thugad exclaimed, "This is a conspiracy, hurry up and defend your king......"

With that, Kel'thugad stood in the way of Arthas.

Arthas's heart warmed, and he knew that he had made the right choice—that the lich Kel'thugad had no rebellious heart.

However, the massive number of undead rushing out of the surroundings made Arthas's warm heart cold again, was it really out of control? These filthy and poor reptiles actually waved their butcher's knives at their masters.

Arthas gripped the greatsword in his hand, but the frost sorrow that had been like an arm seemed a little heavy, and even the magic on it seemed to be thinning.

Arthas knew that it wasn't Frostmourn who had weakened, but that he had lost most of his strength.

Banazal's triumphant voice drowned out the cacophony of battle and reached Arthas's ears: "You shouldn't have come back in the first place, human. You're so weak, we've taken control of most of your warriors. It looks like your reign is short-lived, King of Arthas! ”

Arthas's teeth creaked, and he had to extract more strength and will from his weakened body, and he knew he couldn't afford to fall here.

……

Endless zombies, skeletons, abominations...... Drowning Arthas and Kel'thugad, the Lich's power is still strong, but it is difficult for him to protect the king he is loyal to, and finally, after Arthas was knocked down by that bitch **** of Banazal, he knew that he couldn't do it anymore, otherwise the Death Knight and ...... The Lich King will be doomed.

Kel'thugad almost mobilized all the magic power in his body, and only slightly pushed the three Dreadlords back, but it was enough.

"Too many, Your Majesty!" Kel'thugad's hollow voice spoke, and the loyalty that flowed from the baritone brought tears to Arthas's eyes. "Let's go—get out of the city! I'll find a way to go out and rendezvous with you in the wilderness. This is your only chance, my majesty! ”

Arthas wailed, beckoning, turning the invincibility in front of him into a breath of fresh air, which was no longer needed for the rest of the journey.

Escorted by a group of skeleton guards who were still loyal to the Lich King, the former king began to flee out of the city, but there were so many undead under the control of the Dreadlord along the way that it was difficult for their team of less than ten people to sneak out of the gate.

"Go this way!" Arthas let out a grief and ran towards a deep corridor.

Although His Majesty has become a deserter, he still knows every gate and wall of the city here clearly as he grew up in the palace...... and every secret passage.

Passing through the back porch of the turn, the skeleton guards who protected themselves were left behind, the back porch was very narrow, with their strength enough to deal with the massive zombies behind them for a while, even if it was only for a while, but it was enough for Arthas to stay away from the disgusting and terrifying army of the undead behind him.

Soon, the loyal skeletal guards were drowned in a sea of corpses.

At this time, Arthas came to a gorgeous palace, which was his exclusive residence as a ****, and there was a secret passage leading to the secret passage outside the city of Lordaeron.

The secret passage known only to him, his parents, his sister Kalia, and Uther and the archbishop, except that they were all dead, and only Arthas, the present king, knew about it.

Luckily, there were only a few undead who were not under the Lich King's control, and fortunately, these were just low-level walking corpses and zombies, and Arthas slashed them to the ground with a swing of his powerful magic sword, Frostmourn.

Arthas was so desperate to get out of here and head to what the lich called the safe "wilderness" that he didn't even go any further to finish off the rotting monsters, he pushed open the secret door and escaped.

Then, close the door and lock it, and turn around and flee into the dark tunnel.

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