Over the course of three days, Arthas left most of the undead army in layers of defense, and retreated back to Icecrown, the northernmost point of Northrend.

In this perennial land covered in ice and snow, the frozen throne of Alsace is not solid earth, but a golden and very technological prison cell. The ancient god Yogsaron, known as the Demon of the Thousand Throats, was imprisoned here by the Titans.

In addition to it, another voice came from here.

"The plan failed."

Standing in front of Yugsaron was one of his men, the Faceless, but his tone was not respectful, but rather angry and reproachful.

"I've done that engagement, Arthas. Your failure is not my problem. ”

Yugsaron emerged from the sacred pool where it had been sealed, and the pupils of six large, irregular pupils on his face turned, looking at Arthas who possessed the undead faceless man in front of him.

"Hmph. You didn't tell me before that there was such a terrible opponent among the enemy. ”

"You mean him?"

With the sound of chaos, Yugsaron stretched out a tentacle, and a deep purple glow bloomed on it. Under the reflection of magic, Wang Dali's appearance appeared vividly in front of them.

"Do you know who he is?"

Arthas's cold voice rang out in the empty room. If Yugsaron knew about Wang Dali's existence, did he want to use himself to test him before?

"No, I don't know. But I know that this man is a huge threat to you and me! ”

"You don't have to say that, I know that."

The man who almost killed the King of the Blue Dragon with one punch, Arthas was not sure of defeating him, even if he was conceited.

Floating on the water, Yugsaron whispered to Arthas.

"As you can see, I'm chained here now, and letting Malygos fall into illusion is the best I can do at the moment. If I can get out, there will be a way to deal with him. ”

"This is a facility left behind by the Titans, and there are demigods in charge of guarding it. Even if I raise an army of the undead, I won't necessarily be able to get you out. ”

Arthas shook his head, clearly unwilling to waste his forces on saving Yugsaron. Now the initiative in this situation is in his hands, but if Yugsaron comes out of the prison that this titan has created for him, it will not be necessarily.

In the middle of the two sinister fellows' words, Arthas's face suddenly changed.

"Oh no, that guy is here!"

His will left the Faceless One and returned to his throne. Yogsaron's six huge eyes flashed inexplicably and sank back into the water.

……

Carrying a steel heavy sword on his back and a bundle of throwing spears about a meter long with a total of more than a dozen in his left hand, Wang Dali advanced alone towards the frozen throne of Arthas.

According to normal Azeroth history, the Blue Dragon King has never taken the initiative. Even the butterfly effect caused by him must conform to the normal law of development.

So he thought about it, and quickly set his sights on the Elder God, the bitter lord who guarded the dragons.

Deathwing Nesario fell from a sealed Elder God and defected to the ranks of the Guardian Dragons, causing the Blue Dragon Legion to be nearly wiped out, and there was not much left of the Black Dragon Legion he led.

The sealed Elder God, Cthun, secretly manipulated the Angela Zerg to fight the Dragonsleep Legion and the Azeroth Alliance, causing the remaining Dragonlords to almost die there.

It turns out that even the sealed Elder Gods are also good at making trouble. Therefore, Wang Dali decided to come and talk to Yugsaron, the Demon of the Thousand Throats.

Anyway, the ancient gods are not good birds, and they have always made mistakes in killing and have not let go.

Yugsaron's cell is directly below the Frozen Throne, and in order to save time, Wang Dali plans to start digging from here. He opened a portal and went straight to Arthas, startling the Lich King to fight from the Frozen Throne.

Before the king could speak, the Death Knights and Abomination in the temple spontaneously stood in front of the Lich King. The lich immediately laid layers of ice barrier between Wang Dali and the Lich King, and countless undead swarmed and blocked the gate of the Ice Crown Tower.

Looking at Wang Dali's indifferent expression, Arthas took a deep breath and raised the frost sorrow in his hand.

"Attack!!"

Boom!

Before the undead, Wang Dali took the first step to act. His speed led to a sonic boom, his right hand clenched into a fist, and a single blow shattered the ice barrier in front of him.

Then he drew the throwing gun he was holding in his left hand and shot a precise headshot, sniping the Lich, the Death Knight and the Abomination in the arena one by one.

After this series of actions was completed, the wind howled and rolled up in the Ice Crown Tower. Gale winds from all sides lifted some of the underweight undead high and fell to their companions with a clatter.

"Kill!"

Looking at Wang Dali, who had come to him almost instantly, Arthas shouted angrily, and his hands clenched the frost sorrow and slashed it hard. The cursed sword, which contained evil and powerful power, also seemed to sense the strength of the enemy, and the ice-blue runic energy attached to it like a smoke illusion.

Curious about the power of Frost's sorrow, Wang Dali pulled out the steel heavy sword behind him and made a parrying pose. But he didn't expect that his blue weapon, which was said to be one of the best in the coalition army, would be cut like tofu by Frost Sorrow, which was fully opened, and it was really sharpened like clay.

In Arthas's look of surprise, Frost Sorrow's sharp blade slashed hard at Wang Dali's neck. But then there was a flash of sparks, and sparks flew everywhere. After eating the slash of Frost's sorrow, Wang Dali didn't even have a red mark on his neck.

"Good sword!"

The slasher snatched the Frost Sorrow from the stunned Arthas, and the king looked at the undead in the temple as if it were nothing. Of course, this spirit evil soldier was unwilling to surrender, and a thick frost power emanated from the sword's body and spread to Wang Dali's body.

At the same time, an evil and crazy force rushed straight into Wang Dali's mind, wanting to turn him into a prisoner of the sword.

But in this regard, Wang Dali was like a bear child who was mischievous, stretched out two fingers of his left hand and lightly knocked on the sword of Frost Sorrow.

"Obedient."

Buzz——!!

A very crisp sword roar resounded in the tower, as if Frost Sorrow was crying. Half of its will was annihilated under Wang Dali's blow, and even the sharpness and icy aura on the sword's body were much less.

But even so, it did not throw in the towel to Wang. The power of ice continued to surge towards his body, condensing into a thin layer of frost on Wang Dali's right hand and half of his right arm.

"It's a pity."

Wang Dali shook his head slightly, and the frost on his arm shattered with a shock of his right hand. Then he held the Frost Sorrow and slashed out at the undead behind him, only to hear the sound of Ping, with a terrible sword wind, in addition to the hilt and gauntlet, the Frost Sorrow shattered inch by inch from the sword body, turning into countless fragments and shooting towards the undead.

The sharp sword wind is like a myriad of sharp swords, causing great damage when it slashes past the undead. Except for the Lich King behind Wang Dali, the rest of the undead in the tower were cut into pieces, becoming a huge carpet of flesh and blood on the ground of the Ice Crown Tower.

When there was a loud bang, only the frost sorrow left in Wang Dali's hand was thrown to the ground, and the former artifact shattered when it touched the ground and turned into iron powder.

Walking up to the Lich King, the king raised his hand vigorously and grabbed his fist, twisted his right hand, and an over-the-shoulder fall knocked him to the ground.

"Originally, I didn't plan to deal with you, but who told you to provoke me?"

The Lich King controls countless undead scourge in Northrend, and if he were killed like this, he would probably cause a riot among the undead. So Wang Dali first knocked him unconscious and took him aside, and when the matter here was over, he went to Thanos to see if there was any way.

Armed with Arthas's armor, the king jumped to the top of the Tower of the Ice Crown. Afraid of the Lich King in his hands, the undead below did not dare to move, but surrounded him.

Ignoring the menacing voices of the surrounding undead, standing on the top of the tower, Wang Dali slashed down with his right foot.

Boom!

The entire Ice Crown Tower trembled with his movements, and then collapsed with a bang.

Not only that, but the frozen soil under the ice crown was also crushed by Wang Dali.

At this time, in Yugsaron's cell, countless magical runes flickered. A magic circle that filled the entire cell emerged from the void, holding up the countless collapsed dirt above.

Yugsaron emerged from the sacred pool with the sound of rushing water, and six large-eyed beads looked at the top of the cell in surprise and longing.

"Huh?"

The 'short road' to Yugsaron's cell did not open as he expected, and Wang Dali immediately kicked again.

Rumble!

"Heheheha!!ha

Watching the magic array trapped above him crumble under the immense force, Yugsaron danced with joy with his tentacles, his fanged mouth cracking open and letting out chaotic laughter.

Without this damn magic array that had trapped him for tens of thousands of years, how could he endure a mere landslide?

……

In Ulduar's Astronomical Chamber, Observer Algalon silently turned his gaze to Yugsaron's cell.

"Is it finally here?"

His voice was low, as if he was whispering in his ear.

"People from other planets, let me see if you can stop the corruption of Azeroth."

……

It wasn't just Wang Dali and the unconscious Lich King in his hands who fell into Yugsaron's cell because of the collapse, but also the many undead who surrounded them. Yugsaron burst out of the thick mud and stone, sending a connection to the undead, intending to wrest control of them from the Lich King and transform them into their own Faceless.

But what made him a little strange was that Alsace didn't seem to have any intention of stopping his own plunder. Soon, he took ownership of the hundreds of undead around him.

All sorts of strange tentacles grew from the bodies of the undead, corrupted by the Elder Gods.