However, judging from the results, Frostmourn's unintentional act was very effective, and even Nalorak, who was the god of animals, had little power to parry in front of the "Demon Soul".

Shaking his massive head, Nalorak once again swung his massive bear paw to attack Frostmourn in the air; The little magic sword deftly dodged and smashed Nalorak's head with the "Demon Soul".

"This ...... This ......"

Despite being as calm and elegant, Aurelia couldn't help but open her mouth slightly now, looking at the scene in front of her in surprise and speechless.

Aurelia knew the identity of Frost Sorrow, and she knew that Nalorlac, as the animal god that the trolls worshipped, must be powerful.

But Aurelia never imagined that the fight between these two powerful beings was so like a child's nonsense.

Of course, Winlessa was surprised that Cheng Dù was much younger than her sister Aurelia, because she had long been accustomed to the quarrel between the Red Dragon Queen and Frost Sorrow, and it was not much better than the current situation.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

Nalorak was finally tired, after all, he was projected from the void on the body of a troll, although he could temporarily survive in the world of Azeroth, but after all, he could not exert his full strength, not to mention that this four-god enchantment did not limit the frost sorrow, but first extracted a lot of Nalorak's power.

With his long tongue outstretched, panting like a dog, Nalorak thought mentally fast about what he was going to do.

The help of several other animal gods was long gone, and Nalorak was a little apprehensive. He didn't plan to fight to the death with Frost Sorrow, but wanted to leave.

Despite the sacrifices of the Amani trolls, Nalorak didn't want to give them too much of his strength. After all, he is a god, and no matter what he does, there is no reason to feel guilty.

Just when Nalorak made up his mind to escape, an accident happened.

"Alright, stop playing! Big Stupid Bear, Frost is going to eat you! ”

Frostmourn took the Demon Soul from above his shoulder, tossed it back into the Twisted Void, and said solemnly to Nalorak.

"Eat?"

Nalorak was stunned for a moment. Then he laughed dumbly—his body was not as big as a hill, but not much worse; How can the sorrow of frost, which is the size of a mortal's body, eat itself?

Soon, though. Nalorak paid the price for his arrogance - his size was great for Frostmourn, but the soul was ...... It has nothing to do with body size.

Dozens of soul tentacles escaped from Frost Sorrow's body and quickly entangled around Nalorak's body; The Giant Bear God couldn't see the soul tentacles, but quickly. He could feel the power in his body passing quickly.

What's wrong with this enchantment?

-- That was Nalorak's first reaction. He also thought that the four god enchantments were rapidly drawing their power; This strengthened his desire to escape, but soon, Nalorak found himself unable to escape.

What frightened Nalorak even more was that the connection between Tong Guò and his own body in the Twisted Void began to drain even the power of his own body, and the object of the loss was ......

"What are you doing? Let go of me! Otherwise......"

Nalorak roared loudly at Frost Grief, already feeling the sudden expansion of his opponent's power. I also guessed what method the other party was using to absorb his own power.

Since his birth, Nalorak has never been so flustered - as an animal god. As long as there are trolls who believe in him, then no matter how badly wounded, he will not perish; At this moment, however, Nalorak felt the threat of death.

Frost Sorrow closed her eyes tightly, and she didn't care what the big stupid bear was saying.

The Little Demon Sword was originally based on the soul as food, and after following its master through the flow of time, Nalorak was Frost Sorrow's favorite meal, how could she let it go?

Under the astonished gaze of Arthas and the others, the huge bear man standing in front of them like a small mountain suddenly began to slowly shrink.

Although Nalorlac's mouth still roared loudly, his voice grew quieter and quieter, and his body's struggles became more and more invisible, his black fur gradually wrinkled like withered flowers, and the fury in his eyes gradually faded into a yellowish cloud.

Eventually, Nalorlac's body slammed to the ground, and he was now the size of a normal troll, his brown bear-like head completely out of shape, crumpled like a rooster's head.

"Hmm......"

Frost Grief opened her eyes and bit her lip slightly, her body swaying in the air before falling out of the air.

"Little Frost!"

Arthas watched nervously as the farcical battle between Frostmourn and Nalorak fell from the sky, and he rushed to where Frostmourn had landed, trying to catch his little magic sword.

Even if he was strengthened by the Red Dragon Queen, Arthas's speed was not as fast as Frost Sorrow's fall; However, the little magic sword did not fall, and when she got close to the ground, her falling speed slowed down and landed steadily on the ground.

"Xiaoshuang, are you okay?"

Arthas rushed to Frostmourn's face, nervously gripping the little magic sword's round shoulders, despite the fact that his hands were stained with blood.

"The host ......"

Frost Sorrow looked at Arthas in a daze, the expression on his face more sluggish than ever.

"Little Frost ......"

Arthas was taken aback by Frostmourn's appearance, believing that Frostmourn had been injured in a battle with the trolls' animal gods.

"Hiccup~"

It was a long time before Arthas's concerned gaze made Frost Sorrow sound like this.

"What?"

Arthas froze, he thought Frost Grief was talking to him.

"Hiccup ~ Master...... Xiaoshuang is so full ......"

Frost Sorrow stretched out a small, cold hand and gently stroked Arthas's cheek, muttering.

"Full?"

Arthas had only time to say a word before he paused, for Frost's sad body tilted and fell into Arthas's arms.

"Little frost! Little Frost! ”

Arthas shouted Frostsorrow's name, but Little Magic Sword just closed his eyes and didn't say a word.

"Lady Frost, she seems to be ...... Passed out? ”

Aurelia? Windranger quickly walked behind Arthas, glanced at Frostmourn, and said uncertainly. (To be continued......)