"Your name is Serena, right?"

After Adhana handed the feather to the other Harpy, Kael'thas asked the newcomer. Come on,.!

"Yes, yes"

Nervous answer - not at all the crazy look of the later generations.

"Serena, I want you to do something for me."

Kael'thas smiled in his voice.

He could sense from a moment's attitude that the harpy would not refuse.

"Yes, please command"

Serena clenched her feathers tightly, her eyes looking antique.

The Harpy is about to face change, and this is the best time for her to pledge allegiance.

Kael'thas had a simple plan, which was to have Adanna and Serena separate.

The move to gather the Harpys was too slow, and it would be much faster to let the two of them disperse, and of course, if possible, he asked for more companions to do it.

If the portal is complete, it will take months for the Harpies to gather - then they won't do much.

Kael'thas doesn't want to keep a bunch of idle people.

He commanded things out, and then turned his attention back to Quel'Thalas.

Examining the runestone that was being enchanted, Kael'thas returned to his clone in Silvermoon.

He walked out of the room just in time to see Valera.

"What about Illidan and them?"

He asked her casually.

"They came to the tower to complete the formalities, and then went to the port with the mages."

Valera bowed and replied, "It's time to leave Quel'Thalas." ”

"So fast."

Kael'thas was a little surprised.

He told Illidan and the mages to go to the Dark Gate early, but he didn't expect them to be so fast.

If this goes well, the dark door will soon open.

But it also means that Kael'thas has nothing to do today.

The orders were all given, and he didn't know what to do now.

“”

"My most recent job."

Kael'thas thought about it, and when he had nothing else to do, he went to help Sylvanas with his official business.

He lifted his foot, and just took a step, his whole body suddenly dizzy.

His body shook, and his face turned pale.

"Your Highness!"

Valella was shocked and helped over.

"No, it's not a physical problem, don't worry."

Kael'thas said this, his face extremely pale, and he slowly closed his eyes: "Valera, I have something to leave, you put this doppelganger on the bed." ”

After that, there was no more sound.

――

Ice Crown.

Arthas made his way to the top with a few of his most trusted Death Knights.

This is the pinnacle of the world, and the frost-formed ground reflects the thin sunlight like a mirror.

"Arthas, what's that?"

The voice of the old orc rang out from the end of the mirror, from a throne that snaked upward.

"The loot harvested from Prince Jing Ling."

Arthas took out a golden feather and looked up at the ice dungeon at the top of the throne.

"Spoils?"

Nao Zu snorted coldly: "That thing exudes an aura that I hate, you give it to someone else first." ”

"Yes."

Arthas didn't hesitate to hand the feather to the Death Knight beside him.

"Very well, come over now!"

Satisfied, Naozu let Arthas pass.

Under the watchful eye of the other lichs, Arthas walked alone.

He walked through the cold ground, and then stepped on the path to the throne.

The biting cold froze under his feet, trying to restrain his movements, but Arthas's dead body didn't feel the slightest pain or cold.

He came to the ice prison.

The ice prison was a dark blue block of ice, taller than his body.

Alsace's blue eyes stared straight into the ice and vaguely saw a helmet inside.

It was the Lich King's crown, and Naozu's soul and power were in the helmet.

"Quick, pick up the Frost Sorrow and break this ice!"

The old orc's voice trembled with excitement.

"Yes, master"

Arthas nodded slightly.

He pulled out the sorrow of the frost, and the blade of the sword shone with blue light, gradually condensing snowflakes around him.

The roars of countless souls echoed, and Arthas stiffened his face as he held up the Frost Sorrow, then swung it downward with all his might.

Boom

The whole glacier shook, and the sorrow of frost hit the ice prison, and the huge ice paused for a moment, and then shattered with a 'thud'.

"Hahaha, what is unbreakable, it has no effect in front of the artifact I created with my own hands!"

Naozu laughed, but the ice prison wasn't completely shattered.

"Quick, keep destroying it!"

He ordered urgently.

"Yes."

Arthas once again lifted up the Frost Sorrow.

This time, he didn't have the slightest strength, and the strength in his body exploded.

With a "boom", the ice prison turned into fragments and burst, and the helmet fell out.

"It's out, it's out."

Nao Zu was overjoyed, and rolled down the throne with his helmet 'Bang' and 'Bang'.

"Arthas, idiot, pick me up!"

He cursed - how can there be a servant who let his master get down.

Arthas walked down slowly, then picked up his helmet.

"Put it on."

Naozu commanded.

"Yes, master"

Arthas held up his helmet and slowly put it on his head, his eyes shining with cold light.

At this moment, Alsace lost all his senses.

His mind wandered, but his body opened his eyes again.

"Now, we're one."

Hoarse voice, evil tone.

The Lich King's power poured madly into his body, and Naozu felt the joy of being reborn.

He raised his head, trying to look up to the sky and smile, but his movements suddenly stopped.

"No, you've failed."

Cold voice.

Frost Sorrow flipped blue light and burst into a shocking gravitational pull.

"Bastard!"

Naozu tried to throw away Frost Sorrow, but his body fell into an uncontrollable stiffness.

"Arthas, you're plotting against me!"

After understanding everything, Naozu was furious.

"You plotted against me first, and I learned from you."

Arthas snorted.

After all, it was his body, and Nao Zu couldn't control it so easily.

But as time went on, Alsace was bound to lose in the end.

"Give me the feathers!"

He suddenly shouted.

Naozu was aware of the danger.

"Stupid, I have absolute control over the undead, Death Knight, and destroy that feather."

He ordered in a cold voice.

But to Neozu's astonishment, the Death Knight walked over with a feather.

Without hesitation, he placed the feather on Arthas's stiff hand.

"How is it possible, my strength!"

Naozu roared in disbelief.

"What about the power, they were paladins of Lordaeron when they were alive."

"How can you be loyal to this false king!"

With a flash of golden light, Arthas emerged from Frost Sorrow with the help of his feathers, snatching his body again.

The battle between the two souls causes the body to become chaotic.

The Ice Crown blew a cold wind, and the ice quickly condensed outside the fighting body.

"Arthas, you can't win at all!"

Nao Zu laughed angrily: "No matter how much time is delayed for a few months or years, it is impossible for your soul to hurt me. ”

Frost completely enveloped this body.

The Ice Crown fell silent, and all the undead dared to desecrate the Lich King's battle.

They guarded the body and waited for its eventual owner to wake up.

――

It can be as short as a few months or as long as a few years.

"It's been a long battle, Arthas"

After witnessing everything, Kael'thas finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He returned his mind to the doppelganger, lying on his bed and looking up at the ceiling, a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry for Kalia, but I can't let anyone else know about it."

Arthas may become an ally of Kael'thas in the future, so he can't leak any information now.

Otherwise, the Guardian Dragons will find out, and they will likely kill the Lich King while he is weak.

Kael'thas wasn't at all worried about the outcome of the Lich King battle.

Although, as Neozu had said, there was no way that the weak soul of Arthas could defeat him.

But no one said that Alsace fought alone.

The Frost Grief has devoured countless human souls who will volunteer to help their prince achieve victory.

"Is it a cocoon?"

Kael'thas sighed as he sat up and looked around.

Valera wasn't in the room and was supposed to go to work.

He decided to keep doing what was left unfinished.

However, as if the heavens were playing with him, as soon as Kael'thas went out, Valera ran over with a nervous look.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, you are awake."

She came to the door, quickly pulled up her skirt and saluted, and hurriedly spoke: "Karazhan has urgent news coming!" ”

Kael'thas frowned.

"What's the news?"

In addition to building portals, Karazhan's spirits simply investigated the Cursed Land during this time to prepare for the opening of the Dark Gate.

Did something happen?

"Your Highness, Tibulus has reported that they have discovered the whereabouts of the demon."

Valera paused, "Those demons are also sneaking around the Dark Gate. ”

"Huh? It's normal to have wandering demons, just get rid of them then. ”

Kael'thas thought it was something, and he didn't mind the demon at all.

After Akmund died, there were no very powerful demons in this world - Illidan had enough men to deal with this kind of problem.

"No, Your Highness, that's not the point."

However, Valera was not finished, she shook her head, and then said with a tense expression, "Tibros has detected that the demons are looking for a fragment of an artifact. ”

"That artifact is called the Dragonlord's Blade, and it is said to be impregnated with earth, time, dreams, magic, and life—the power of the guardian dragons."

In an instant, Kael'thas changed color on his face.

A weapon that guards the dragon's power is worth more than even all his plans so far.

As long as you use that weapon well, you can easily threaten the guardian dragon.

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