Far north, the land of frozen Northrend.

Beneath the icy snow, the frozen ground of Icecrown is rock-solid. The howling cold wind and the heavy snow seem to be able to freeze the souls of the living into ice sculptures. Only the overwhelming scourge of the undead can roam unscrupulously under this gloomy sky, killing any trace of life in its path......

Death and cold have become the only themes of this land, and this qiē ...... In the final analysis, it is all thanks to the towering "Frozen Throne"!

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The faint starlight passed through the thick layer of ice and sprinkled on the Ice Throne that had frozen the soul of Nao Zu, and the starlight reflected the magical energy and emitted a faint blue light, which was gorgeous and charming for a while, but it was quiet and cold.

But by this time, the ice on the throne was no longer as perfect as it used to be......

The ice outside cracked, as if a large piece had been smashed with a hammer, leaving only jagged cracks and crevices. A powerful and unending force of death is passing slowly but surely through the rift in Guò.

For those who value power above one of them, nothing makes them mad and unbearable more than watching it pass away and yet being powerless.

The predicament at this time frightened Nao Zu in the ice coffin, and he couldn't help but let out an angry and resentful roar, almost breaking the ice above his head.

It's a pity that it's pointless.

Naozu's soul trembled as he tried to break free from the magic that Kil'gardan had cast on his throne, but his efforts were in vain. Even if the entire 10,000-year-old ice layer was tossed by the power of Naozu, he was sure that he would not be able to break free from the powerful magic that had been exerted on the throne. The power that had plagued him for decades or more had become stronger and stronger as the Lich King's power matured, showing no signs of diminishing.

"Damn fraudster, do you think I'm going to sit back and be killed?"

All possible attempts have proven futile, and the imprisoned soul let out a lament. Then he roared unwillingly and angrily: "Do you think I will be like a wagging pug and begging for mercy, cowardly accepting the fate you have arranged for me?

"I'll be free, I will, I swear!" The Lich King's eyes narrowed. Squinting at the ice above him with lifeless eyes, "You're not the only one who can find a few stupid hawkdogs, I, the Lich King, Neozu also have my own warriors!" ”

"A qiē will never be as smooth as you might think, fraudster! Never! ”

"Boom...... I've cultivated a perfect vessel, a ** that fits me perfectly...... Strong, charming, with great potential and ruthless! ”

"Soon, we'll be looking at you with anger and helplessness. It's all one here."

A smug and unpredictable laugh echoed across the majestic and majestic Frozen Throne, and an evil smile appeared on the distorted face of the Undead Supreme King: "And then I won the lottery and was reborn!" ”

"Me and my Scourge will reign over all of Azeroth, and you will have nothing to gain!"

"My dear Kilgardan."

The lich spat out words in a clear, slow tone, and his hatred of the imprisoned was permeated in the spell. With curse-like and vicious words, a brilliant aurora of light traveled from the Frozen Throne through thousands of kilometers of thick clouds to the heavens, obscuring the light of the moon and stars.

It was a terrifying evil force that made almost all the creatures of Northrend tremble, even the brainless zombies and skeletons prostrate themselves at the will of their king! The eerie, hoarse voice of the Lich King Neozu spanned time and space. Straight to the head of his most proud warrior:

"Danger is looming!"

"Time is running out!"

"Alsace...... My mightiest warrior, return to Northrend at once! ”

"Immediately...... The silver pine forest is unusually silent.

A hazy mist swirls softly over the damp earth sprinkled with pine needles. Sylvanas could feel the thick carpet of pine leaves beneath his feet, and he could breathe in the scent of the grass and trees in the humid air.

Perhaps the "Queen" should also "thank" Arthas, the butcher and executioner, for his rare "kindness", so that her body was returned to its rightful owner.

In addition to allowing Sylvanas to regain a certain sense of touch and smell, the most important thing is for her to regain her body and her abilities and skills...... And these are all bargaining chips for her to succeed in revenge in the future!

"Her Majesty," his body was as cold as ice, and he hurried to the agreed secret meeting place. However, it was precisely because of the eagerness for the talks that the Sylvanas Windrunner did not think too much about his tragic fate.

After achieving "success" in Sylvanas, Arthas began to take pleasure in transforming the beautiful, proud, and strong Queldore woman into a banshee.

The Death Knight would then hand them over to Sylvanas, and let the living Ranger General command her sisters. It's like throwing a bone to a loyal hound.

"However, he will soon learn how 'loyal pets' she and her sisters will be." A wisp of playfulness and sarcasm flashed in the heart of Her Majesty the Queen, and the corners of her sexy and seductive mouth curled slightly, hanging a mocking arc.

After overhearing the conversations of the Dreadlords, Sylvanas secretly sent a banshee to discuss a possible alliance with them and obtain important information that she did not yet know. The demons happily accepted the messenger. and invited her mistress to come and join them tonight to discuss a "mutually beneficial" cooperation in terms of the current situation of the Banshee King.

Taking advantage of the sudden weakness of Arthas, and the inability to restrain his whereabouts, Her Majesty left the ruins of Lordaeron for a rare short time, and ran far through the dense forests of the Tirisfal glades.

In the depths of the dense forest, she saw a faint green flash, and quickly sprang over to that side, her agile skills were like the nimble and vigorous bobcats and females that had once been in the Yongge Forest. Sure enough, the Dreadlords who had fled from under the Frost Sorrow's sword awaited her arrival as promised—three tall demons turned toward her together, their flapping wings revealing their inner worries.

Banazal, who was the best at demagoguery, was the first to speak: "Lady Sylvanas, we are glad you to come. ”

"How could I not come?" Her Majesty's face was still as cold as ice, but there was still a trace of unconcealed emotion in her answers. Excited and excited: "For some reason, I can't hear the Lich King's voice in my head anymore." I regained my will. ”

Indeed, it was by this will that she tried not to show too much smugness in her voice. They just need to know what she lets them know. "You Dreadlords seem to know why."

The three Dreadlords exchanged glances with each other, and then let out a sinister smile with a happy and triumphant expression.

It sounded like a duck with his throat cut off. It made Her Majesty the queen feel endless disgust in her heart. However, if it is compared to the good news that the unpleasant sound may bring, Her Majesty the Queen, after weighing the comparison, will also think that the "noise" does not seem so unbearable......

"We're seeing that the Lich King's power is draining." The most sinister and cunning of all of his personalities, Valimas, grinned wide, with undisguised evil pleasure in his voice. "After the Lich King weakened, so did the ability to control undead spirits like you."

If this is true, it is indeed good news. But it wasn't enough for Sylvanas. "And what about the King of Arthas?" She asked. I couldn't help but let out a sneering voice when calling the title of Death Knight, "What about his strength." ”

Banazar waved his black-clawed hand unconcernedly. "The creature whose soul is still alive will not bother us anymore, like a summer mayfly dying in the twilight of life. While the Runic Sword Frost Sorrow bestowed upon the stupid Death Knight by the Lich King is magical, Arthas's own power will wane over time. It's inevitable! ”

Sylvanas wasn't as sure as he was. She herself had underestimated Arthas, and in addition to the cold hatred in her heart, she also felt remorse and guilt for his bloody victory.

"You are trying to overthrow Arthas, and you ......," she said bluntly, "you want my help?" ”

D'Therlock appears to be the leader of the three Dreadlords, when his brothers talk to Sylvanas with anger and excitement on their faces. He had been standing quietly and silently beside him. Now, at last, he spoke, with utter disgust in his cold voice.

"The Legion may have been temporarily defeated. But we are Nazturem, and we will not let the nouveau riche humans ride on our heads! He paused, looked at the few people who participated in this secret meeting one by one, and said in a flat but murderous tone:

"Arthas must die!"

Shining green eyes fixed on Sylvanas, and DeTherlock's face changed to an interested expression, "You've been watching us, Sylvanas. We are also looking at the right-hand man of Alsace. ”

"Clearly, the lich Kel'thugad was too loyal to betray his master. Those two people are like ...... Love in general. The Dreadlord's gray lips curled into a dangerous smile, and he mocked with sarcasm, "As for you, that's another matter......

"I hate him!"

Her Majesty the Queen did not make any disguise. replied categorically. The hatred in her heart was so strong that even if she wanted to hide it, she didn't believe she could hide it.

"We're joining forces, the Dreadlord. I have my own reasons for revenge. Alsace killed my people and turned me into this...... Monster. ”

Sylvanas's voice paused, she hated and hated Arthas and his crimes. The intense resentment and the almost boiling rage. made "Her Majesty the Queen" almost speechless for a while. The three Dreadlords, on the other hand, had smug expressions, patiently waiting for Sylvanas' statement.

With that confident expression, it seems that he is not worried at all that the dark ranger in front of him will not obediently obey!

They thought they could take advantage of this woman's hatred, but unfortunately they were wrong......

"I'll join you in your bloody coup, but I'm going to do it my own way." Her Majesty needed them as allies, but they had to know that they were not playthings to be manipulated by others: "I don't want one master to fall and come to the next." If you want me to help, you have to accept this condition. ”

"Then let's take down that arrogant and stupid Death Knight!"

After a long silence, DeTherlock, the leader of the three Dreadlords, suddenly showed an unfathomable smile, and said in a casual tone, as if overthrowing Arthas's rule in Lordaeron was as easy as gently crushing an ant:

Sylvanas Windranger nodded in satisfaction. Even if he became an undead, a smile slowly appeared on the face of the Banshee King, and a wisp of imperceptible cold murder flashed in his eyes like a morning star, and he muttered happily in his heart:

"Your time is numbered, my Majesty King of Alsace Minethil...... Burst! ”

Old Tang squirted out the tea in his mouth violently. The floor of the chamber was poured through. If it weren't for the critical moment, Old Tang would have turned his head, and the elf prince opposite must have turned into a soup chicken at this moment...... Well, or saliva chicken......

"Are you sure it's Kilgardan the fraudster?"

"He appeared on Quelldanus Island?"

"And threatened you with an attack on Northrend?"

Old Tang did not hide his surprise, and blurted out a series of questions with a surprised face:

"Are you doubting my knowledge and intelligence, Goode?" Hearing Old Tang's inquiry, the elven prince Kael'thas shrugged his shoulders helplessly, with a wry smile on his face: "For the study of demons and historical documents. I'm sure even Dalaran can't compare to one-tenth of Silvermoon City......"

"Although the color of the skin is very different from the pale blue of Akmund who fell on the Hyjal Mountains, it is a blood-red body...... But the power and the terrifying coercion are only slightly inferior to the strength of the polluters, and they are not much different. ”

The elven prince's face was solemn, as if he was recalling something, and after a while, he continued in a heavy tone:

"Both the fraudster's self-introduction and my gaze are enough to conclude that the red demon is one of the Burning Legion's triumvirate. Kilgardan, a fraudster on a par with the polluter Akmund...... Well, his projection, to be exact! ”

"Projection?" A look of laughter and tears appeared on Don's face, until Kael'thas was annoyed by the banter in Don's gaze after a while. Only then did Old Tang's face have a clear expression, and he said nonchalantly: "...... I thought this thing could come to Azeroth without a guò medium......"

"It's just a projection, what's the fuss? Why are you so timid all of a sudden? Old Tang teased the elven prince with a worried face on his face, and he didn't care about it. But in fact, Old Tang was really relieved in his heart.

The look of surprise at the beginning was really not deliberately disguised by Old Tang.

Old Tang really didn't expect that things had changed so much, and Kil'Gardan, the most insidious and cunning demon leader, would still target Dan and use him to deal with the Lich King and the Scourge Legion. You must know that today's eggs are not the guys in history that everyone shouted and beaten. Anyway, he is also one of the heroes of the holy war in Mount Hyjal, and now Illidan * Fury is seriously related to the bayonet of Akmund......

With the passionate relationship between the polluter and the fraudster, who have been in a passionate relationship for tens of thousands of years, didn't Kilgardan ever have the idea of slaughtering the egg to avenge the good friend? And. Coincidentally, they blocked Egg and Kael'thas at the door of the Well of the Sun...... This coincidence...... True Nyima is weird!

Fortunately, as long as Kaizi does not open the rebuilt Sunwell as a passage to summon Kilgardan, the fraudsters will still have to abide by the rules of Azeroth's plane, and can only appear in the form of a projection. This is also rare good news for the creatures of Azeroth.

After all, not long after the Battle of Haishan, the Kalimdor tribes who participated in the war were still in the stage of recuperation, especially the lack of population like the Minotaur. The family background is not thick, and the race really can't stand the toss......

Didn't you see it, the Kul Tiras Navy just co-opted and tempted the boar people, and the Minotaur clan, who were short of troops, had a tendency to be overwhelmed, and even most of the reinforcements scheduled to support the orcs were withdrawn?

If the war resumes, fight the Burning Legion in another place......

Well, Don doesn't want to continue predicting anymore.

But the grandsons of the human navy are really not things...... The demons didn't see that they were so motivated, but they stared at the orcs alive...... Do you want to calculate them harshly?

Old Tang touched his chin and looked thoughtful, but his thoughts had already drifted far away. He didn't even notice the elven prince's darkening face.

"Are you listening to me?" Kael'thas also looked dissatisfied, barely suppressing his anger and snorting loudly.

It was a demon leader on the same level as Akmund, who had seen the Polluter's tyranny in Mount Hyjal, and how could the elven prince not be worried about the arrival of the deceitful projection on the island of Queldanus?

What's more, it's not that simple!

But who knew that he was nervous and rushed to this friend who had always had a lot of ideas, but the other party didn't care about it and didn't pay attention to it at all. How could Kaiko not be annoyed?

"Alright, you take your breath!" Old Tang saw that the elf prince was really anxious, and he no longer wanted to think about it, and hurriedly said with relief: "Isn't it just a demon leader?" Akmund was all knocked out...... What's more, a fraudster who is not as strong as him? ”

After a moment of silence, he turned his attention back to the old Tang who was down to business, and replied in a deep voice:

"Things may not be as bad as you think, but if it works well, maybe we can take this opportunity to solve our recent troubles at once!"

"Whether it's the Burning Legion or the Scourge...... Or the Kurtilas Navy! (To be continued) Q