The historical source of this idiom may only be the romantic conjecture of ancient poets about battlefield heroes, but in this magical world where there is no upper limit to personal force, it has become an iron law fact in the literal sense.

One person is in danger, and all armies are easy.

Instead of cold weapons such as knives, guns, axes, and halberds, countless stretched dry claws gathered on the front line, snow-white skeletons mixed with incompletely decomposed walking corpses crowded on the front line, and hundreds of dark blue stubble arrows were thrown from the rear army at all times, like a torrential rain covering the narrow passage that hindered the advance of the troops, and the front and rear were sandwiched on both sides, forming a gray torrent dug out of the grave, constantly washing the fortress.

In other words, the ice giant that was more than twenty meters tall and almost blocked the entire passage with its body.

This ice guard, which was like four or five times magnified, looked simple and even clumsy and pitiful in front of Arthas because of its lack of will to resist, but now after replacing the enemy with a huge number of natural disaster troops, it has exerted a terrifying power beyond imagination.

As mentioned above, its body is shaped like the legendary Aladdin Lantern God, with a huge half-length of blue ice on its upper body and a huge cyclone spinning like a top on its lower body. While the cyclone lifted it up in the air, it also constituted a natural gas shield, and a cluster of bone arrows thrown in the distance was swept to both sides by the swirling air flow similar to a violent wind before it got close, as for the skeletons and zombies on the ground, but because of its height, it could not touch its body, and if it wanted to use the numerical advantage to stack Arhats to climb up and attack, it could only be smashed away by the huge ice hammer that was two people high, and a large number of low-level undead troops who had broken tendons and bones and lost their mobility were piled up like a hill, but blocked the footsteps of the natural disaster behind them.

However, this kind of one-sided crushing can only occur in the harsh terrain conditions in front of you. After all, on the steep mountain road that is no more than ten meters wide, even though there is an infinite number of undead, the number that can cause damage is only less than a hundred at the front, so when the arrows in the distance are also neutralized by the wind shield cyclone, the so-called invincible Skull Sea tactics can't even break the defense, and it naturally becomes a joke.

Of course, even if it was also an undead spirit, the ice guard that had mutated to a huge size could not fight endlessly, and it was only a matter of time before it was defeated in the face of the near-hopeless numbers of the enemy.

Rorschach looked at the invincible and wild posture of the huge guard, but his brows couldn't help but twist, and a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ah...... Xia, you're really ruthless, I feel a bad headache now, but I still feel better when I return to my body, but, are we just looking at it like this? ”

Rorschach turned his head and looked at Arthas, who was struggling to get up from the ground, rubbing his forehead with his right hand and complaining, and calmly asked, "If you don't look at it like this, how much combat power do you still have now?" ”

"Of course...... It's zero," the paladin who had returned to normal smiled bitterly, his palm was slightly dragged up, and a glimmer of morning light echoed out, but the divine light that usually dispersed evil suddenly made a "zizi" sound, and it burned violently in his palm, and he directly pinched out the flames before he replied abruptly: "The power of that sword is indeed powerful, and without killing me, it made my body have the strange surname of a near-dead creature, and it will probably take a long time for me to completely purify this effect." ”

"And that's to be expected," Rorschach nodded, "after all, the Lich King needs a perfect body to take away, not a useless skeleton of rotting bones, I guess...... The reason why you were chosen may be partly due to the hidden potential in your body. ”

"But I don't feel honored at all. In fact, it was a nightmare, like the ridiculously ridiculous horror stories my father used to tell me when I was a child, and I thought I would never be terrified of it again......" Arthas said with a self-deprecating look as he took the hammer from his hand, and then looked confused, "You know who the big man is, do you?" Why is it so desperate to help us? ”

"To be precise, it's to help you," Rorschach remembered the memory fragments that came into contact with the ice guard when he used spiritism to connect with it, revealing a touch of amazement: "Not all the dead will succumb to great power, oppression and resistance are always interdependent, although natural disasters and plagues can contaminate the body, but some souls do not forget revenge after death, such as ......"

"Your people, and your comrades-in-arms." He glanced at the prince, whose face had suddenly turned pale, and continued softly.

The two couldn't help but be silent for a while, and Arthas whispered, "That'...... What do we do now, it can't resist for too long, are we just ...... Well? What's going on? ”

Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly crooked, and he almost fell backwards, but fortunately, he immediately reacted, smashed the war hammer on the ice and smashed a cobweb, using this recoil force to support his figure, but at this moment, his ears suddenly moved, and he seemed to hear some vague sounds that were cut and wrong.

"This is, the ...... the night before yesterday," he said subconsciously, and the war hammer in his hand suddenly trembled violently, or rather, what caused this series of turmoil was the constantly shaking and shaking of the ice field.

"Boom Boom Boom ――――――"

Under the gaze of Rorschach stretched his brows, the smooth ice in front of the two of them was raised from the inside to the outside, and when it swelled to the flat ground and rose four or five meters of "round sticks", this bulge was raised upwards to the limit, as if it had detonated 10,000 catties of explosives, and it exploded in an instant, and the ice and stone debris in the sky scattered into a crystal rain curtain, reflecting the colorful sunlight.

Immediately afterwards, one by one, the spider demons with hideous limbs crawled out of the deep gaps, but did not attack, but guarded the two of them in a defensive formation, and then a monster like a huge carapace ladybug stepped forward, fluttering its slender tentacles of the jaws, and said in a strange lingua franca:

"Mortal allies...... Eldraine-Nirub has come to the aid of the covenant that he has made," it paused, and its voice suddenly weakened a point or two, and it continued with some shame, "It's not that we're treacherous because of the power of the demons blocking the vast tundra passage, and we can't wait until we don't know why the resistance magic has dissipated, but fortunately it's not too late. ”

"It's okay," Rorschach shook his head, but felt that the innocence of this seemingly crude Zerg who had been living in the house for thousands of years really corresponded to the Internet ridicule of "the house is naturally cute in the depths", he pulled Alsace who was stunned on the side, and urged: "Let's go quickly, when these undead are free, we will really be dead." ”

It's just that before the group has moved, a gloomy voice suddenly echoes in the air, the tone is strange and long, but it has an evil sharpness that penetrates the heart.

"Huh...... Arthas, do you want to run for your life like this? Where is the ruthlessness with which you smashed your own people with your own hands? ”

Hearing this, Arthas's body stiffened, and he took a deep breath, turned his head, looked at the strange purple figure that was four or five meters tall, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Melganis." ”

However, in the next second, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Because this famous Dreadlord who was truly revealed to Rorschach in his true form seemed to have just experienced an extremely tragic battle: most of the demonic bat's wings on the right side were torn off, and the tall body was covered with deep wounds to the bone, so that most of his body was soaked in purple-black filthy blood, and the heaviest scar of the blow almost cut its head in half from its eyebrows to its chin.

"Surprised?" The demon stood in front of him with a scar, and he didn't care about everyone's surprise, but showed a gloomy smile and gasped, "Actually, I'm also surprised...... It's unbelievable that a mortal can be so powerful, and almost ...... It really killed me. ”

It lifted its right arm slowly, and under the sharp claws, a sturdy body no more than one meter two short, like a broken doll, was dangled.

As if stimulated by such rough treatment, the crumpled face regained a little blood, and the blood-stained slit opened, and the tired and weak old dwarf gradually regained his senses.

The Hill Lord, who had once been unrivaled in courage and integrity, immediately understood his situation after just a few glances around, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, and then shouted with the last of his strength:

"Alsace...... If you still think that the old brass beard is your good brother, then, in the name of the beard...... Come on! ”

At the same time as the old dwarf made that impassioned declaration of sacrifice, the demon who held him showed a sneer, as the Dread Demon King who played with the master of the mind, he naturally knew how to truly indulge the actions of these young people who were carried away by justice.

This time, however, he miscalculated.

Without leaving any bloody lines such as "I will avenge you" and "go all the way", Prince Lordaeron, who was standing in the back, just clenched his fists, turned around directly, and walked towards the lower level of the abyss under the leadership of the crypt lord.

"Arthas, you coward!" Unexpectedly, the Dreaddemon King's face changed suddenly, and he suddenly showed a hideous expression, holding the dwarf's palm and squeezing it inward, pressing the wounds all over his body like squeezing orange juice, and bursting with scattered blood.

With the spread of scarlet in the sky, it roared like this, "You just watched your mentor, your good brother so tormented? Come here, and have a fair duel with me! If you win, you will not only get revenge, but you will also save this hateful dwarf! ”

But the prince, who had his back to him, was indifferent, and did not even have the interest to look back, but took a steady and calm step, and disappeared into the deep tunnel.

Melganis exuded an unforgettable resentment, but he didn't dare to really pinch the captive in his hand, so after a moment's hesitation, it suddenly showed a serious listening expression, and after a pause, it ignored the low-level spider demons that were used as a broken back, and turned directly towards the collapsed glacier wall.

On the other hand, a conversation continues.

"You're right, don't let him down." Walking on the dimly lit crypt tunnel, Rorschach suddenly broke the silence and said seriously.

"The Lich King's power has divided my evil thoughts, and also robbed me of my recklessness and anger, and I know so much of the 'future' from your memory, how can I continue to commit stupid things?" Arthas shook his head, looked at his face, and asked worriedly, "It's you, who are also polluted by that magic sword, and don't have my holy light suppression, is it really okay?" ”

"I know my situation." Rorschach paused and replied.

It's just that the moment he lowered his head, he also quietly covered the depths of his eyes, without the cover of the black curtain, the cold blue like a flame.

(Even though Arthas gave up the darkness, the rise of the Lich King was a set trajectory of history...... The other prince, who is also a candidate, in a sense, seems to me to be more suitable for this path......

Well, it's half longer than expected.,The story of the Frozen Throne that seems tedious has finally come to an end.,The next world,The protagonist will enter "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" to seek the function of the resurrection of the Philosopher's Stone.,Of course,The process will definitely not be so smooth.

To be honest, I don't want to revise my earlier manuscripts in my life, I know that it is so protracted and cumbersome, and it is really better to rewrite it myself, so the pace will be more brisk and bold in the future, and that's it.

In addition, it is important to ask for collections and recommendations for new books, especially recommendations. ）