In the ruins of the Violet Tower, the traces of being burned by the magic flames are vivid, and the explosion of Antonidas before his death destroyed almost a third of Dalaran, and Arthas and others before him also witnessed this explosion.

This is the limit of what the Great Wizard can do for them in his lifetime, and Arthas and Gianna, of course, also know the good intentions of the old man.

With hatred, Arthas's eyes reddened, and he gripped the Ash Messenger in his hand and restarted his fighting stance.

"Your Royal Highness..."

Alexandros is a little old, and of course he knows the current state of Arthas.

The young prince was proud and had been favored by the Light, but after all, he was born noble, and under the protection of his father and sister, he had not experienced any hardships, and suddenly, a demon destroyed his homeland and ruined his country.

This hatred... Enough to engulf a person.

Alexandros was not worried about Arthas himself, but about the Messenger of Ashes in his hands.

The reason why an artifact is an artifact is that in addition to giving the owner a powerful power, it also has the power to integrate into the master's soul, and it has a certain artifact consciousness, in short, it is like a person, or rather... A friend.

Just like the Frost Sorrow, it could sense Xue Huan's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and in the same way, so did the Ember Messenger.

When Alexandros decided to hand over the artifact forged by Menig Copperbeard to Arthas, he took a fancy to the powerful divine power contained in the young prince, after all, he was a disciple of Uther and the legal heir to Lordaeron's ancient glory.

But the experienced Alexandros understands better that the prince is better than young and can bring infinite hope to the motherland and the people, but the disadvantage is that he is too young to control his emotions.

Especially a young man who is about twenty years old and has a smooth road to growth, suddenly suffered a blow of bad luck, and it is difficult to keep his heart from being swallowed up by anger, but the Ash Messenger can understand these emotions of his master.

In the original history of Warcraft, the Ashbringer was first acquired by Alexandros and then by his son Renaud Mograini, who killed him with the Ashbringer out of resentment towards his father, and this deviant behavior made the Ashbringer no longer pure, and the Ashbringer became a fallen Ember Bringer, and it was not until a few years later that Tirio Fording used his power and the help of the Heroic Spirits of the Chapel of Light's Wish to restore the fallen Ember Bringer to the light form in which it was originally born.

The Ash Bringer is as ill-fated as the Frost Sorrow, and Alexandros at this time naturally doesn't know this, but as one of the Ash Bringer constructors, Alexandros certainly knows what consequences the holder's irrational behavior will bring to this artifact.

"Your Royal Highness, please control your emotions, we..."

"I am grateful for your assistance, Sir Alexandros!"

Before Alexandros could finish his sentence, he was forcibly interrupted by Arthas, and the prince gasped a few times, as if he was patient, and after a few seconds he spoke: "But are you also ready to be like Uther and Tirio?

Hearing this, Alexandros knew that it was useless for him to say anything, and he only prayed in his heart that things would not turn out as he feared.

However, no one noticed that the glow of the Ember Messenger in Arthas's hands was slowly changing, at first pure gold, and slowly, turning to orange...

The 100 paladins sent by Bridget and Alexandros were stopped at the edge of the battlefield by Marganis and Kel'thugad, and with the blessing of the Dark Pact, Xue Huan's power gradually recovered.

Since becoming a Death Knight, Xue Huan has rarely had such an embarrassing time.

It's not that Arthas is so powerful, but the artifact in the other party's hand, the abundant holy light, really made him feel the pressure for the first time.

Black mixed with scarlet mist surged around his body, mending the injuries on his body every second.

Having said that, in the previous battle against Antonidas, before the latter died, he used all the magic power in his body, and the explosion produced was already a little unbearable for him, and then he had a hard fight with Arthas for dozens of rounds, if it wasn't for the fact that his body had been trained to be strong enough, I am afraid that he would have hung up long ago.

Since becoming a death knight, Xue Huan's body has gradually become stronger from the weak at the beginning, after all, as a traverser, if he was still the thin body he was at the beginning, I am afraid that there would be no scum left to be bombarded and killed.

Every person he kills, every soul will be absorbed by the sorrow of the magic sword frost, and these souls will become stronger through the magic sword, in another form, a virtuous circle.

Xue Huan pursed his lips and let the energy surging around him help him repair his body.

But then again, compared to a country like Lordaeron and Quel'Salas, which is united by races, it can't be compared to a country like Dalaran where a group of high-level mages are brought together, and one magic per person is enough for you, not to mention Arthas, this guy who gets in the way.

Thinking of this, Xue Huan glanced at the prince who was preparing to attack again, this guy still didn't plan to give up, and the keen Xue Huan noticed that the weapon in the little prince's hand, the weapon that emitted a blazing light, was a little strange.

However, there was no extra time for Xue Huan to think about it, because Arthas's offensive was coming in an instant, and this time, there was also the old paladin Alexandros, this smart guy was a few positions behind Alsace, and he was sandwiched from the other side.

"Hmph, do you want to attack on two flanks?"

Xue Huan snorted coldly, waved his hand to summon a blood shield and an anti-magic shield, his body was completely straight, his upper body was slightly tilted back, and he held the sword in both hands.

Arthas, on the other hand, was clearly prepared, and before he could quickly charge over, he had already erected the Holy Light Barrier, which was strengthened by the Holy Energy inspired by the Ash Emissary.

Or hard resistance, this is Alsace's obsession.

But it was obvious that Xue Huan was no longer the weak young man who had just crossed into the Warcraft before, this body that had been tempered by the Demon Heart and Shadow Energy, and with the strength of his strength, Arthas was not an opponent at all.

"Bang !!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and the violent shadow energy almost completely shattered the barrier of holy light, and the moment the cold and sharp frost sorrow touched the shield, it was like smashing a walnut, causing the entire shield to crack.

However, this time Arthas was obviously on guard, seeing that the situation was not right, the prince bent his body a second before the holy light barrier was completely shattered, and the swept frost sorrow swept over the prince's head, bringing a gust of gloomy wind.

This time it was finally not one-sided, but in terms of strength and speed, the current Alsace could not be Xue Huan's opponent.

I saw that Arthas, who could avoid Xue Huan's first round of attack, was preparing to take the ash messenger and attack diagonally from the bottom to the top, but before he could make a move, Arthas only felt a tightness in his chest, Xue Huan kicked the prince in the chest fiercely, and the unlucky Arthas flew out again.

"I can't help myself. ”

Xue Huan sneered and was about to attack again, but he was keenly aware that there was a force behind him, almost subconsciously, without giving half a reaction time, Xue Huan turned around, and the winding shadow energy shot out instantly.

"Death Grip !!"

Finally took advantage of Alsace to divert Xue Huan's attention, and Alexandros, who quickly approached, didn't expect the other party's reaction speed to be so fast, the old paladin was just about to sneak attack Xue Huan's back, but before he could make a move, he was choked by the throat by the former and thrown into the sky by the former using the grip of death.

"Bang !!"

Good guy, Xue Huan's current strength can be imagined.

About ten seconds later, Alexandros, who was thrown into the air by Xue Huan, fell heavily to the ground, falling from a height of more than ten meters, equivalent to the mid-air of the fourth floor, which was tantamount to a devastating blow to the old paladin, not to mention that Alexandros was almost sixty years old.

The old paladin felt that his bones were about to be broken, his weapon fell to the ground, and his mouth was spitting blood, and it seemed that his whole body was shattered, and he could not stand up, let alone continue fighting.

"Big... Great Lord..."

Arthas had his hands deep in the dirt, his eyes were red, and he roared, and for the first time the young prince felt powerless.

This chasm, this chasm of power...

There is simply no way to make up for it.

He turned his head to look at the other side of the battlefield, where Bridget and the reinforcements who had come to his aid were trapped in place, like a killing machine, Malganis was slaughtering his men like crazy, each swing of the demon's bone claws would take away a fresh life, the red claws piercing through the throats of these people mercilessly, and the blood completely stained the surrounding land.

Ice picks falling from the sky, with a blizzard that freezes everything, and the frost breath released by Kel'thugad bursts through the crowd, and in the terrifying frost magic, the lives of his men are worthless.

In just a few minutes of his own Xue Huan's short fight, most of his subordinates had already been killed and wounded, and the remaining paladins formed a rudimentary formation, led by Bridget to counterattack, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was just a battle of trapped beasts.

At this moment, the young prince realized...

These fighters... Risking his life to pay for his revenge plan...

"Why... Why is this happening..."

Arthas's teeth were almost crushed, and he was furious, staring at Xue Huan as if he was going to devour the latter alive.

It's Xue Huan, if it weren't for him, all this would not have happened, today, even if he pays the price of his life, he has to make Xue Huan pay for the death of these warriors!!

Just like in history, it was only the prey of the vengeful beast in Alsace's chest, and it was changed from Marganis to Xue Huan... Take a look at the latest chapter of "WoW Lich King Rise Claw Book House" for free reading for the first time.