Chapter Ninety-Nine: To Live or To Die
"Forehead...... Alsace felt angry and amused, took a step back, stood on tiptoe, flicked Frost's sad and smooth forehead fiercely, and said, "Little Frost, what have you been thinking about all day, didn't I say that I have to wait until I become an adult?" Frost Sorrow covered her head and forgot that not long ago she had taught her old acquaintance Kel'thugad a lesson in an even more ferocious way.
"Uh......h It hurts! Frost's sorrow let out a beast-like wail, and said aggrievedly, "But...... Master, your father doesn't approve of us being together......" Arthas looked at Frost's sad appearance, although he knew that she was pretending to be pitiful, he couldn't help but open the little magic sword's hands, rubbed his fingers on her forehead, and said, "What's the matter, my father is just ...... I can't accept it for the time being, and besides, when I grow up, I will naturally make my own decisions about this matter, and no one can separate us. Not before, and not now. ”
By "before", Alsace is, of course, referring to the original flow of time...... The two had never been separated since he pulled out Frostmourn in his cave by the sea in Northrend. Frostmourn grabbed his master's finger and didn't let Arthas's fingertips leave his forehead, and said with some concern, "But...... I always feel that in the future, there will be a lot of women with big breasts or small breasts / breasts / parts to rob me of the master, so Xiaoshuang must be with the master as soon as possible...... Do that kind of shameful thing, no matter what happens in the future, I will be the first! ”,…,
Arthas tried everything he could, but Frost's Grief killed the condition. There was really no way, Arthas had no choice but to agree, but postponed the time until after repelling the orc's attack on Nanhai Town. Otherwise, the paladins and seamen resisted the landing of the orcs on the front line. And their prince Zhengtai is in the rear and his own ...... Two-handed swords do that kind of "shameful thing"?
With the Holy Light above, this picture was simply unimaginable to Arthas, and the little prince secretly decided in his heart that as long as he temporarily deceived the sorrow of Frost, what would happen after that...... It's okay to regret it, anyway, the sorrow of frost can't do anything to yourself. The little magic sword didn't know how to break his promise all he was thinking about in his heart, and thought that he had finally achieved a phased victory, so he jumped to the side of the bed and asked excitedly: "Master, come here, after curing this guy, Xiaoshuang will immediately go and kill all the dragons, orcs and other things, and then ......"
Frost's sad and delicate face was filled with a smile, and even his eyes narrowed into a small slit. For some reason, Little Magic Sword suddenly felt a little shy and didn't say what happened next, but her every move. All clearly reflect the joy of the heart. ,…,
Arthas came to the bedside and looked at Drake lying on the bed. It took a while to persuade Frost to grieve, and now, Drake had almost stopped convulsing, and even the wound was no longer bleeding, and he lay there quietly, with less air in and more breath, and he could basically be declared dead.
However, this had little impact on Alsace's plans, and it could even be said that this was exactly what he wanted to see. Arthas is no stranger to the breath of the red dragon. During his time in Northrend, he fought a battle with the Alliance and Horde forces that were preparing to attack the Icecrown Fortress at the entrance to the fortress called the Gate of Damnation.
At that time, Arthas was concentrating on how to improve the resurrection method of the Death Knight with Kel'thugad, so he planned to capture a few Alliance and Horde warriors by the way and go back to make real products. However, Sylvanas' Grand Apothecary Putres used a plague to launch an indiscriminate attack on everyone present, and although Arthas dodged it in time, the plague killed many of the undead Scourge and Alliance and Horde soldiers. …,
In an attempt to contain the spread of the plague, the Red Dragon Queen Alexstasa spewed scorching flames into the plague-covered area, successfully addressing the threat of the plague but also scorching the surviving Alliance commander, Duke Berval Vortagan of Stormwind. ,…,
After this incident, Arthas took the charred Duke of Berval and the commander of the Horde army, Deranos Sarufar, and quickly performed a real attack on the orc, turning him into a death knight. Later, Syyàn declared defeat, Kel'thugad was killed by Naxxramas in the "Sky City", Arthas also lost interest in the trivial affairs of the Scourge Legion, and the Duke of Berval, who was half-scorched by the flames of the red dragon, was also left aside, not knowing what his later outcome would be.
In fact, Arthas had a way of curing the Duke of Berval...... All it takes is to transform him into a Death Knight to free him from the pain of the Red Dragon's burns. I don't know why, the flames spewed by the red dragon will not only burn the target, but also burn the target's life force on the target's body, which is the main reason why this burn cannot be cured.
But the Death Knight doesn't have the problem of zài at all, shadows, frost, and blood...... Death knights can wield a lot of powerful power through guò runes, but there will never be a death knight who still has such a thing as vitality in his body. Since Duke Berval, who was burned by the Red Dragon Queen herself, can be treated, then Drake, who was only burned by an ordinary young dragon, is naturally not a problem. ,…,
But Arthas wasn't going to turn Drake into a Death Knight so simply. He commanded Frost's Grief, "Frost, take his soul out and I'll have a few words with him." "Frost Sorrow had been promised by his master, and now he was so well-behaved, and with a flick of his fingers, the phantom of a blonde young man appeared beside the bed—it was Drake's soul.
Drake was lying on the bed, having fainted due to pain and loss of vitality, and suddenly regained consciousness, but found himself in such a strange state, and before he could react, Arthas had already opened his mouth and asked him, "To live or die, Drake, which one will you choose?" ”
For a moment, Drake didn't understand what Arthas meant, and asked, "Who are you?" What's wrong with me? Why are there two mes, one lying in bed and one standing...... Floating here? Frost Sorrow was annoyed. I don't like Drake to have some ink, if you follow the meaning of the little magic sword, you can directly forcibly transform this guy into a death knight, how easy it is!
Arthas was not in a hurry, and patiently explained to Drake: "I am the prince of the kingdom of Lordaeron, Arthas Minehir. As you may recall, you were burned by the flames of the red dragon. In fact, you're dead now, and the reason I'm having a conversation with you is to give you a chance. Let me ask you again, Drake Prodmoore, which one would you choose, to live or to die? ”,…,
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