At the very top of the Icecrown Fortress, the Frozen Throne.

The Lich King sat silently on this cold throne, like a dark sculpture covered in snow and ice.

The endless snow of goose feathers accompanied by a howling cold wind fell on the wide circular platform at the top of the Icecrown fortress, and the runes engraved on the Sword of Frostmourn still emitted an ice-blue glow of energy.

A small group of living figures slowly walked up from the ground floor, and then stopped at the other end of the platform, calmly eyeing each other with the Lich King.

"Why? The light of self-proclaimed righteousness has finally come ... Shall I leave the sorrow of the frost and ask for your forgiveness, Fordin?"

Arthas, the Lich King, let out a low chuckle.

The Great Lord of Light, Tirio Ferdin, took a step forward, the Ash Bringer in his hand glowing with the scorching light of punishment.

"We will let you die a happy death, Arthas, for it is the greatest mercy to you for your many crimes. ”

The Lich King slammed to his feet at this, and walked down the stairs in front of the Frozen Throne with Frost Sorrow in his hand.

"Let me tell you for myself, when it is all over, you will kneel and beg for my forgiveness, and I will reject you, and your wail of pain will be the best proof of my wild strength. ”

"I will keep you alive to witness this end, Fording ... This miserable world will be forged in my hands, and I don't want the Light's mightiest warriors to miss it out. ”

Tirio took a deep breath and stared straight at the Lich King, a moment later.

"Alright, then come on, Azeroth warriors, attack!"

As the High Lord's voice fell, a violent roar was heard, and the giant floating fortress Naxxramas floated up from under the top platform.

At the top of the floating fortress, Sylvanas, the Queen of Darkness, stands.

Beside her, a little human girl who exudes a strong resentment is now staring at the Lich King below with bloody eyes.

Then, a burst of dragon roars resounded in the sky.

Malygos' massive body slammed out of the dark clouds.

Behind him, the overwhelming blue dragons also burst out through the clouds, circling around the Frozen Throne.

"You're going to pay the price for everything you've done to me, Lich King!"

The ice-blue energy in Sindragosa's eyes flickered violently, and the Frost Dragon Queen was furious at the moment, and her killing intent was boiling.

"Warriors, attack!"

On the platform, Tirio Ferdin's final order for a decisive all-out assault was issued, and he immediately led the charge with the Ember Messenger aloft.

The scene is a bit tragic now.

The Lich King will single-handedly face these countless powerhouses.

Frost Grief collided with the Ash Brillegary, and the Death Ice and the Retributive Light caused violent energy fluctuations that separated the two once again.

The Lich King didn't stop, and just took a few steps back, he immediately turned around and swung his sword, resisting the slash of the "Dawn Dawn" in Princess Kalia's hand, and then raised his left hand, and a death entanglement forced back the demon sword girl Vinianca, who wanted to rush up and slash herself.

"I... No more problems ... There is no longer any doubt. ”

An icy arrow roared and struck the Lich King's left arm.

Gianna brandished her staff, and there was not a hint of discomfort in her eyes as she looked at the Lich King.

"You are the mightiest warriors of Azeroth, and you have overcome all my obstacles, and my bravest servants have fallen to your merciless wrath and blades. ”

"Is it really the Light that drives you? I wonder ... You've led them well, Fordin. ”

Then the Lich King roared and slammed the dwarven death knight named Oscar and his disgusting armored fat maggot into the air, and the dwarf screamed and fell to the edge of the platform, and the dust bringer in his hand fell to the side.

A mental scream suddenly echoed in the Lich King's mind, causing him to slow down in pain.

A dozen resentful skeletons burst out of the ground and grabbed the Lich King's legs.

Pamela teleported behind the Lich King, a sharp claw of resentment roaring out, shattering a small piece of armor from the Lich King's chest.

Then another shadow arrow infused with the power of dawn followed, piercing exactly where the armor shattered, and Sylvanas nodded at Pamela.

"The end of the world!"

Pain, long-lost pain.

This group of enemies besieging him has brought pain to himself that he has not seen for a long time.

The Lich King plunged Excalibur Frost Sorrow into the ground, and a violent blast of energy spread out.

"The end of the world!"

The platform of the Frozen Throne trembled violently, and soon, the outermost platform shattered.

In the distant sky, a large number of vargris flew towards the platform, trying to help their master.

Elite undead emerge from beneath the ground, roaring and running towards their nearest foe.

The Blue Dragon Legion immediately began casting spells, temporarily replacing the shattered perimeter of the platform with arcane energy, once again restoring the battlefield to its original size.

Sindragosa roared down from the sky, a deathly wind erupting from her mouth.

The Lich King, who had activated the Magic Absorption Shield, had just blocked the blow before he was struck by Malygoth's dragon claws flowing with Origin Arcane energy.

The Lich King has fallen completely behind in the midst of the fight, and his death is imminent.

The Dark Lord Mograine rushed to the Lich King's side in a flash, and before he could retract his sword at Princess Kalia, he grabbed the blade of Frostmourn, and the invasion of death energy immediately made him extremely painful.

"Quick, Tirio!"

Tirio didn't hesitate, and immediately seized the opportunity, holding the Ember Bringer, he jumped high and continued to slash down.

Frost's sorrow shattered.

In one of the fiercest slashes of the Ember Bringer, Frostmourn shattered.

The huge energy contained in the sword body immediately burst out, and the violent energy flow blasted everyone around him into the air.

"It can't be ... ”

Before the Lich King could finish speaking, Frostmourn, which had turned into a half-severed sword, jerked out of his grasp.

Countless souls poured out of the sword, spinning rapidly, firmly enclosing the Lich King in the middle.

"It's over ... Finally... It's time for reckoning!"

The soul of the old king of Terenus stood aside and shouted in an echoing voice.

"I... No more problems ... No more doubts ... ”

The Lich King was swept into the air by countless souls, making a sound that bordered on a murmur.

Sylvanas nodded to one of the eldest sons of the gods who was following him, "Collect all the fragments of that sword, and don't leave any pieces behind." ”

In the center of the platform, angry spirits are constantly attacking the Lich King, as if to vent all the anger that has accumulated since their deaths.

Eventually, the Lich King fell to the ground and could not get up again.

The spirits began to dissipate, and eventually only Terenus was left alone.

The final blow, a blow that will go down in history... No one went up and did it.

"Pamela, go, no one will rob you, this is your moment of revenge. ”

The powerful men surrounded the Lich King in the middle, and Sylvanas crouched down and touched Pamela's hair.

Pamela nodded, and then looked at the crowd around her, who were also looking at her.

"Go on, boy, the Lich King's crimes are innumerable, but your blood, and that of all innocent people, is the one he cannot erase the most. ”

Tirio looked at Pamela and smiled kindly.

Pamela walked slowly up to the Lich King, her face calm.

"We were... I trust you so much that you can save us from the scourge of the dead and save the people of Lordaeron. ”

"But, His Royal Highness Prince Alsace ... You betrayed us all, and you can't give my mom and dad back to me. ”

The sharp claws of the wrath pierced the Lich King's heart.

"So, you have to pay for your crimes, Beloved Prince. ”

Pamela looked into the eyes under the Lich King's helmet, and the latter looked at the little girl who had given him the final blow.

At this moment, Arthas's soul seemed to overpower Neozu and briefly occupy absolute dominance.

His eyes were a little complicated, was it repentance, or some other emotion? Maybe it was, but it didn't need to be said anymore, it didn't make sense, did it.

"Will you protect us forever, Your Highness?"

"Of course, for the sake of the people of Lordaeron, I am willing to pay any price. ”

That year, the conversation between the prince and the little boy Timmy never seemed to fade away, but fate could not be repeated.

I have failed you and I am so sorry ...

Rolled over and fell to the ground, the ice-blue Helmet of Domination clattering and rolled down.

The soul of the old king of Terenus gently held Arthas's head.

"Everything ... Is it all over, father?"

"It's over, it's all over. ”

The old king of Terenus nodded, his expression kind, as if he had gone back in time, both of them were still the living, and the old man looked at his son, who was extremely proud.

"Before my eyes ... There is only darkness ... ”

Arthas, who had briefly regained all his senses, looked at the crowd around him.

There are those who know, and there are those who don't.

But all this doesn't matter anymore, it's over.

In his father's arms, Arthas's eyes slowly closed and he sighed softly.

"I'm sorry for all this. ”

The Lich King is dead.