Chapter 12: The Undead Lich
Today, Batheras is the acting lord of the Hearthvael. Although he was given the coveted position, it did not bring him the corresponding honor: the people of Hearthvale preferred the old lord Ferdin, and the original advisors also thought that he was too young and inexperienced; Da Sohan didn't like his behavior of making small reports, and Uther scolded him in court at the time.
In short, after becoming a lord, a qiΔ is not so smooth. So he began to think about how to stabilize his position, abolish the word "agent" before the lord, and become the real ruler of Hearthvale.
The arrival of the Prince of Alsace opened his eyes to an opportunity.
Now he leads a team of knights, responsible for the safety of the prince and the mages who imprison the circle. It's a good errand to get close to His Royal Highness.
As soon as Uther Lightbringer's general assault began, he began to diligently patrol the vicinity for any possible threats in order to make a good impression on His Highness.
When he and his two knights were patrolling near the mage's camp, they saw His Royal Highness Prince Alsace holding a bouquet of freshly picked wildflowers in his hand, faltering behind a tree. Basshras immediately realized: the opportunity had come.
The affair between His Royal Highness the Prince and Gianna Proudmoor, the daughter of the prince of Kul Tiras, has been one of the most enthusiastic topics among the people of Lordaeron in the past two years: the pair of golden boys and girls have been in love for a while, but for some reason, they have become estranged again.
As a "person who has come over", Batheras saw the current situation of His Royal Highness the Prince, and understood that the prince must want to rekindle the old love, but the young man was thin-skinned and ashamed to speak.
"You go back to the camp first, and I'll take a look around." He dismissed the two knights, then dismounted and saluted the prince, and then humbly asked, "Your Highness Arthas, what are your troubles?" I'm willing to share your worries. β
Arthas first showed embarrassment at being knocked through, and then said in an expectant tone: "I remember you, your name is BathrasβI think...... I would like to talk alone with Miss Proudmoore for a while, but there are so many people in there that I am afraid of gossip. I have a letter in this bouquet of flowers, can you pass it on to her? She understood when she saw it. β
"Willing to help!" Basshras immediately stepped forward and reached for the bouquet of roses.
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The camp of the Prince of Arthas was in the mage's camp. He was eager to join in the crusade against the Cursed Cult, but Uther gave him the task of keeping the mage safe, and was very careful to tell him that this task was no less important than being involved in the front-line battle - because if something went wrong here, no matter how brilliant the results were, would not be able to prevent the cult leader Kel'thugad from escaping, and then their actions would be no different from failure.
He reflected for a long time, but he still suppressed the urge to leave the camp without permission, and honestly did his duty.
While he was pondering, Farrick, the captain of his guard, came in and said, "Your Highness, Bathras of the Knights asks for an audience. β
"Let him in."
He looked at the paladin who had entered, and he remembered that Barthras, who had been in the Hall of Judgment the other day, was the same witness who had prosecuted Paladin Fortin. His Royal Highness did not dislike Batheras as much as Uther and Dathohan, because he did not have any special feelings for Fordin, so from his point of view, Batheras's approach was not wrong.
His Royal Highness the Prince smiled at the paladin with the silver hand, and when he saw that the other party was holding a bouquet of wildflowers in his hand, he showed a surprised expression: "Paladin Bathras, who are you?" β
"Your Highness Prince," Basshras smiled committently, "this bouquet of flowers comes from a beautiful and noble young lady who has something for me to convey. Then he looked at the guards to the left and right.
Everyone present was quite aware of the identity of the "beautiful and noble" lady who might send flowers to His Royal Highness the Prince, so they retired very cooperatively. In the tent were Alsace and Bathras.
The Prince of Arthas was equally aware of this, and his heart was beating a little faster and he couldn't help but think back to that wonderful night on Halloween two years ago, when they had each other completely. But then because he thinks that they are still too young for each other and need time to mature and see their true hearts, they retreat to the position of friends.
But they both understand each other, and they are the only one in their hearts. Love has not diminished because of the change in the relationship.
On the contrary, because he hadn't seen her for two years, when he saw the more mature and beautiful Gianna in the Hall of Justice a few days ago, he felt that she was even more and more beautiful, and he had long wanted to find an opportunity to talk to her - but unfortunately because of the affairs of the Cursed Sect, this opportunity never came.
Even now, although they were all in the same camp, one was maintaining the circle, and the other was guarding safety, close enough to be close.
Now, the Prince of Arthas began to flutter when he saw that Bathras had brought a bouquet of flowers from "her". Unsuspectingly, Barthras approached, then whispered into him.
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Ever since becoming a Lich, Les Frost has felt his power clearly: the Great Lich King has given him eternal life and an immortal body, and no mortal force in this world can kill him completely.
This is the greatest reliance on his courage to intercept the Alliance Legion here - even if his body is shattered by the great force, he can save the soul life box and resurrect it.
The only one who can control his life and death is the one to whom he is loyal - the Great Lich King!
So he wasn't afraid of these humans.
But when the angel suddenly appeared, and then killed his abomination like a melon and a vegetable, he began to feel less confident in his heart: he could feel the energy in this angel that was extremely restrained in him.
Maybe...... I'm going to die here......
As Kyle rushed over, the thought flashed through his mind.
"Nope! I am an undead lich! β
Les Frost screamed, and an extremely cold and evil energy burst from his bony claws, spreading out in all directions. Everywhere it passed, it was frozen in frost. Whether it is a ghoul or a paladin, except for those flying in the sky, they all face indiscriminate attacks.
The Alliance Mage unit and the Battle Priest reacted quickly. ** Master Antonidas was the first to summon an arcane barrier that blocked most of the Frost Nova's power, and then the Priests summoned a massive light shield that encompassed all Alliance soldiers, negating the remaining damage. The soldiers at the front were not able to be recovered because they were too far forward, and their bodies maintained the movements of the previous moment, frozen in the extremely cold ice, turning into sculptures that exuded cold air. The ghouls' claws that had been pounced on in the air shattered into splinters at the touch of a single touch.
Kyle's golden armor and wings were stained with ice chips, which were quickly melted by the flames that surrounded his body. The Sword of Judgment reignited the flame and slashed at the lich's head: "Your hour, lich! β
"No!"
Less Frostwhisper's head was cut off in the blow, and he screamed, his skull rolling against the wall, screaming and laughing madly, "The great Lich King has given me an immortal body, and your sword can't kill me!" You will all die in ......"
His cry was interrupted by another holy flame, his skull melted, and the soul fire escaped into the air, only the voice was still floating and entangled: "I will be resurrected soon, I am immortal......"
The remaining gargoyles scattered and fled, most of them shot down by the mages.
Uther left the wounded soldiers to be treated by the priest, and then continued with the soldiers.
As he passed by the Angel of Judgment, he said earnestly, "Thank you so much for your help! β
"It's my duty to destroy evil, paladin, and you don't have to thank you." Kyle replied.
Luo Ning's eyes widened in the back and exclaimed, "Jiang, your companion Kyle is too powerful!" β
Jiang Weihan complained silently: "Do you subconsciously mean that I am too weak?" β
"Haha, no, how could it be."
The troops continued to advance, the fighters who fought on the front line were replaced by those who were behind, and the reorganized ranks were renewed. As they advanced to another large room, another group of Scourge troops awaited them.
Jiang Weihan saw a familiar figure in it: the lich Les Frostwhisper, who had just been beheaded by Kyle, was standing in the crowd again. Completely restored as before.
"Is this lich really an immortal being?" Ronin frowned.
Jiang Weihan said: "It seems that we have to find his life box to completely destroy him." Don't worry, as long as we're advancing, this thing will be found sooner or later. β
And the ** master Antonidas saw a somewhat familiar figure among these evil people, and he pointed to a human mage next to Les Frost: "Ronin, that mage, do you have any impression?" β
Luo Ning looked at the mage, thought for a while, and suddenly said, "I remember, this person used to be a student of Kel'thugad, and it seems that his name is Gadin. β
"Yes, I remember," Antonidas patted his forehead, "and a year after Kel'thugad's disappearance, he also left Dalaran. I didn't expect him to take refuge in that traitor! β
Jiang Weihan immediately looked at Gardin, recalling the famous line of Dark Dean Garding when he was playing the game: "Class!" Every time he heard it, he felt guilty about skipping class and playing games.
Les Frost was placed further back this time, under the tight protection of the Scourge soldiers and mages, as if this would make him feel more secure: "Living, I said that the great Lich King gave me an immortal body, and you can't kill me!" Behold, I am resurrected again, and I am more powerful! β
"I wish you could speak so confidently when we find your lifebox!" Uther shouted.
"This is where you are buried!" The Lich fought back.
The dark dean Gardin shouted, "Your Excellency Antonidas, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you remember me?" I'm also powerful now, and I'd love to show you what I've learned - something new! β
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Note: On Halloween that year, Arthas invited Gianna to participate in the lighting ceremony. Gianna, who ignites a scarecrow with magic, is sought after by everyone. Then the two rolled the sheets at night.
Before the snap,
Gianna: Arthas, IβAre we ready?
Arthas: You're ready!
After popping,
Gianna: In the future, our children will be blonde too!
Arthas: You have?
Gianna: Not yet, but there will be!
Alsace breathed a sigh of relief: I'm not ready.
Gianna: What's wrong with you?
Arthas: Let's be friends!
Then the two broke up......