"Damn, these trolls have no way out, as long as they show a little timidity, we can take the city in one fell swoop......"

Varian? Wryon said hatefully as he took the binoculars provided by the dwarves and looked at the large and small street fighting battlefields in the city.

Everyone on the altar was silent, everyone knew that there were still some words, Varian? Wryon didn't say it explicitly.

It was because these trolls knew that if they were defeated, they would be left with nothing after losing their last holy land, so you can imagine how terrible the battle would be.

"Arthas, come and see this!"

Varian? Uryon exclaimed suddenly, then handed the telescope to Arthas.

"What?"

Arthas takes Varian? The telescope in Urian's hand, then looked in the direction of his finger, and quickly frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing Arthas's appearance, Prince Danas came to his side and asked.

"Those animal gods don't seem to be leaving."

Arthas frowned and replied as he handed the telescope to Prince Danas.

Prince Danas took Arthas's telescope and looked out into the distance on the battlefield, and then discovered the problem that Arthas was talking about.

In the distance, in the narrow passage between temples and altars, humans, dwarves, and trolls are fighting each other; In this chaotic battlefield, Prince Danas could clearly see a group of humanoid monsters with eagle heads.

"This is the enemy they encountered last night in Uther."

Prince Danas lowered his binoculars and said to Arthas, but he didn't see the dragon eagle his army encountered.

"They are supposed to be servants of the eagle god Ekirsun. Since they are still fighting, then those animal gods should not have left either. ”

Arthas groaned.

"Frost go kill them!"

Frost Sorrow volunteered.

"Let's go, let's go together."

In order not to suffer too many losses for their own army. Arthas had no choice but to let Frostmourn do it - because the stupid dragon was having so much fun forgetting her original mission.

However, with the lessons learned from his last battle with the Bear God Nalorak, Arthas decided not to let Frostmourn risk it alone, or at least he would follow him.

"Let's go!"

Frost Sorrow happily took her master's hand, and then ......

The people who remained on the altar could only watch as Arthas and Frostmourn flew towards the battlefield in the distance.

"Wait...... Wait for me! ”

Gianna shouted hurriedly. Then he took Wen Lesa's hand and jumped down from the edge of the altar as well.

Of course, Gianna didn't have suicidal thoughts. As a mage who had just passed the guò test and officially became a mage, it was not a problem for her to cast spells and fly through the air, and it was okay to bring a light Wen Lesa with her.

"Wen Lessa!"

Chase to the edge of the altar. Seeing his sister and Gianna fluttering in the air, following Arthas and Frostmourn. Aurelia breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to the stairs of the altar.

"Xiaoshuang, you're messing around again!"

Arthas hugged Frostmourn's body so that he wouldn't fall to the ground, and then said to Frostmourn.

"How can there be ......?"

Frost Sorrow coped with her master's rebuke as she turned her head to look at Gianna who was chasing after her - this bad woman was so annoying, why did she come along?

"Xiaoshuang, didn't you mean...... Have those animal gods already left? ”

Arthas ignored himself at the sight of frost's sorrow. There was no other way but to change the topic.

"That's right!"

Frost Sorrow replied crisply.

"But why are their servants still here?"

Arthas asked, surprised.

Last night. Frost Sorrow tells Arthas some information about the animal gods, and Arthas knows that the most powerful power of these gods is to summon their servants and descendants, and these servants and descendants, without the support of the animal gods' powers, cannot exist on their own in the world of Azeroth.

"That's right, Xiaoshuang also thinks it's very strange! But it doesn't matter, just kill all these monsters. ”

A troubled look on Frost Sorrow's face flashed, and she smiled at Arthas.

By this time, Frostmourn had reached the top of the battlefield, and Arthas looked down to see corpses lying in the narrow alleyway.

Human, dwarven, troll...... The corpses of various races lay next to each other, a gesture of unprecedented intimacy that contrasted sharply with their compatriots who were still alive and fighting desperately.

No one noticed the Frost Grief creeping in, and no one could stop her from changing the stalemate.

Frostmourn held her master in one hand, and the other stretched out towards the battlefield below, and soon, a little bit of pale blue fluorescence flew up from the trolls like fireflies, and hovered in the air.

The trolls, noticing this strange phenomenon, realized that they had enemies on their heads, but before they could send their spears and bows into the air, their bodies were limp and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?"

Uther was battling several trolls when he suddenly found his opponents all limply on the ground, and asked in surprise.

"Lady Frost has struck."

Alexandros? Mograine, who had been fighting alongside Uther, heard Uther's question, to which the silent paladin replied - Mograine had spent more time with Frostmourn and knew how powerful the mysterious fiancée of His Royal Highness Prince Arthas was.

"Frost Lady?"

Uther looked up, but could only see Frost's sad back.

In just a short moment, on this battlefield, whether it is a hawkiew or a troll, it has been solved by Frost Sorrow, and the little demon sword that has devoured many souls has begun to look for the next target.

"Ah, Frost Lady and Arthas ran away!"

Winlessa hugged Gianna tightly, she was also very scared of such a flight, but in a strange state, Winlessa did not want to be left behind by Arthas and Frost Sorrow like this.

"Got it, Sister Wenlesa!"

Gianna responded, and then strengthened her mana output, and the two girls flew faster and faster, chasing after the pale blue back of Frost Sorrow.

"Xiaoshuang, you must be careful, don't eat too much, and then pass out again!"

Although being held and flying by Frost Sorrow gave Arthas a strange feeling, he still didn't forget to remind him of his little magic sword. (To be continued......)