Alsace waited on horseback. He stared at the sky, letting the wind dance his long pale hair. There was a glow in his dead pupils, and the vastness of power in the sky was no greater than that of his master, the Lich King. He felt a little frightened, and he didn't know how this feeling came about. But he didn't feel a little ashamed when he had this thought, neither as a paladin nor as a knight of death.

The clouds were getting thicker and darker, and it seemed that they were about to fall from the sky, and the battle between the High Elves and the Scourges stopped for a while, and both sides retreated to their respective camps. Falling lightning is too dangerous to destroy even the strongest defenses. Quel'Salas, who had never seen a thunderstorm, formed a thundercloud, and Sylvanas looked at the sky with some light in her cobalt blue eyes, she didn't think she could stop the Scourge Legion, all the efforts were just to pull a few more pads before dying. Although she doesn't have the help of the mages of the Silvermoon Council, she still wants to protect the country one last time in her own way.

But now everything suddenly changed, as if it were a manifestation of God's spirit. Countless thunderbolts wrapped in lightning fell from the sky, and the undead of the natural disaster were like lightning rods, and all the lightning slashed towards them. Although they were long dead, they were also burned by the flames of thunder and lightning, and the roar and scream were like ghosts that would not go away for a long time.

"Boom"

A dozen bolts of thunder fell, and a figure appeared in front of Sylvanas with lightning. Long silver hair fluttering, a wide green cloak that moves with the wind. Coupled with those rare pale green eyes, Sylvanas felt a little moist at the corners of his eyes. It's not who Moon Shadow is.

"Sorry! It's good that it didn't come too late. ”

Moon Shadow watched as only a few High Elf Ranger had died on the battlefield, most of them were fine, and he could only say sorry to those who died.

The successive thunderbolts caused a lot of damage to the natural disaster, and basically more than half of the dead bodies were re-purified, and they received the baptism of thunder, and perhaps their souls would be laid to rest. However, the thunderclouds in the sky gradually dispersed, after all, the power of the thunder around them was limited, and the moon shadow could only gather so much in a short period of time.

"You escaped maggot, I won't give you another chance this time." Arthas looked at Moon Shadow with a murderous look in his eyes, and he was stopped twice because of this elf. As he spoke, the Scourge Soldier rushed towards Moon Shadow, keeping an eye on him to prevent him from using a wide range of killing magic.

As soon as the Scourge soldiers moved, they had been on their toes, and the elven rangers attacked. Although there are still a lot of Scourge soldiers, they can now fully cope with the tower. Sylvanas glanced at Moon Shadow, but before she could speak, the undead had already approached her, and her eyes froze, and she took out three arrows from her quiver and shot them out in an instant.

The three arrows were fired in unison, and the arrows wrapped in arcane energy pierced several ghouls like lightning before stopping. Moon Shadow also began to move, and he took Lei Yuan in his hand and jumped off the tower. With a flick, he cut the abomination that had been rushing forward into two pieces, and then with a wave of his left palm, a huge fireball was thrown out, directly blowing away several rushing skeleton warriors.

Although Moon Shadow is brave, the Scourge soldiers are dead creatures and have no fear. Driven by Arthas, more undead are gathering towards him. Moon Shadow looked up at Arthas, who was staring at him, and shook her head slightly. Returning to the demigod rank, even if he is crowned as the Lich King, he will not have a way to do it, and these Scourge soldiers are useless no matter how many they are. After all, they are too far behind the extraterritorial demons of the Burning Legion, and all those demons above the fifth order have the strength to pile up dead demigods, and many demigods died in the Ancient War.

Seeing the Scourge soldiers gathering towards Moon Shadow, Sylvanas couldn't help but be a little worried. "Help him..." she shouted and kept firing arrows, dizzyingly fast.

Moon Shadow turned his head to look at Sylvanas, who was standing in the tower, narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and then he let go of Lei Yuan. Lei Yuan turned into a sword light, and the approaching Cataclysmic soldiers were slashed one after another. This was much easier than the time he led the upper elves to attack Asarine Square, where ghouls and zombies were mostly converted by dead humans, many of whom were just civilians in their lifetimes. Coupled with the decay after death, their bodies are actually very fragile, and an ordinary adult can easily defeat them, of course, if he can face all this without being afraid.

At this moment, a sharp aura passed through the undead and attacked the Moon Shadow directly. Arthas watched his minions perish one by one without hurting Moon Shadow in the slightest, and finally couldn't help but move, he waved Frost Sorrow like a merciless executioner.

"Ding"

There was a sound of metal clashing, and a wooden sword appeared in Moon Shadow's hand to block Arthas's attack. Seeing this scene was incredible to many, including Alsace himself. The power of Frostmourn was best known to him that the sword was so sharp that he had never thought that someone would block his edge with a wooden sword. Moreover, this wooden sword was not damaged at all, not even a single mark.

"It's impossible..."

Arthas held the sword in both hands and his face was full of disbelief, and he gave up the light for the sake of the sword, and also got to know his father with his own hands. But everything was worth it for the sake of strength, and after getting this sword, the strength increased greatly. Defeated the Dreadlord Margaris who had been playing with him, and all enemies in his way were crushed.

"Nothing is impossible, even the Lich King Neozu, whom you consider to be the master, is nothing more than a puppet of the Burning Legion. And I have experienced the invasion of the Burning Legion and seen their leader Sargeras with my own eyes. Moon Shadow said coldly, "How ridiculous is everything you are pursuing now, and in the end you are just a poor person who has been manipulated by fate." ”

"No..." Arthas thought about what he had experienced, his eyes a little crazy, and the giant sword in his hand slanted towards Moon Shadow again.

"Bell"

Moon Shadow flicked the wooden sword in Arthas's hand and flew the long sword in Arthas's hand, and Arthas paused for a short time with his head in his hands, looking very painful. Moonshadow's eyes narrowed slightly, and Thunder Abyss swept through the surrounding zombies with thunder and lightning, turning the surrounding zombies into dust, and then he glanced at Arthas and shook his head slightly.

If he had been sent over earlier, he might have been able to save him. But now, it seems a little late.

Moon Shadow lifted her palm and pressed her hand against Arthas's forehead, which emitted a burst of light. Then streaks of blue smoke came out of his body, accompanied by two illusory figures. The figure roared and was burned to ashes by the lightning released by the Moon Shadow.

Arthas was subdued by the Moon Shadow, and the remaining undead lost control for a moment. Sylvanas and the High Elf Ranger quickly ended the battlefield, and Moon Shadow slowly walked towards the place where Frostmourn had fallen. The cursed Yangtze River exuded an ominous aura, and the runes on the sword body still shone with cold light.

The skull-like sword chrome made people shudder, and Moon Shadow frowned and hesitated. But then he grabbed the hilt of Frostmourn's sword and pulled it up.

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