Outside the Great Hall of the Well of the Sun, Mo Wen and Arthas looked at each other silently, behind one side were Elven beauties such as Sylvanas and Solan Lian, and on the other side were undead with a ghostly light in their eyes, extremely ugly and beautiful, two completely different creatures were getting along with each other less than a hundred meters, but they were extremely conspicuous.

Carefully observing each other's strength, after finding that although there are many people on their side, but they are inferior at the master level, Arthas had to give up the urge to slaughter Kael'thas here, although the Cataclysmic Legion has always been dominated by the tactics of the sea of soldiers, but after experiencing the hard resistance of the High Elves and the killing of the Eight Desolation Xuanhuo positions, his strength has also temporarily been insufficient, if he is forced, it is estimated that the possibility of loss is relatively large, after all, the name of the elf prince Kael'thas has also been well-known over the years, 'Son of the Sun' The pearl of Quel'Salas' ''Keeper of forbidden magic', Arthas grew up almost hearing this name, his father used this elf as an example more than once to educate himself, although he could still have a trace of respect for each other when he was a human in the past, but after transforming into an undead, Arthas only had jealousy and hatred left in his heart at this time.

Kael'thas ! Kael'thas ! Kael'thas !

Why did his father and his sweetheart treat this person differently?

The heart that had been stagnant seemed to revive in a moment, and Arthas smiled hideously at the handsome prince opposite.

"You're late, respected Prince Kael'thas, your family's treasure is mine now!" With an exaggerated arc of his arms, he made a very contrived salute, and then his hand pointed, consciously or unconsciously, to the well of the sun, which was already full of ghostly light behind him. "Oh, yes. You see, I forgot, I need to introduce you to a new warrior of our Scourge Legion. Than you must be glad to meet him, come, there is a welcome to His Majesty King Anastarian! ”

Bitter and mean, the death knight at this moment is almost like the confident and dashing Prince Lordaeron before, and it seems that after transforming into an undead, all the darkness in his heart has exploded.

And with his words, the undead behind him opened a path, and a middle-aged elf with pale hair walked out step by step, his face calm and expressionless. There is also a huge hole in his chest, but his demeanor has his own demeanor, with a terrifying majesty.

That's Anastarian? The Sunchaser, Mo Wen's father, the lord of the High Elves of Quel'Thalas, but at this moment, his eyes were already lit up with a ghost that represented the undead.

"-You guy!" Behind Mo Wen, Sylvanas, Solan Lian and the others all looked excited when they saw this, and they all raised their weapons, if Mo Wen hadn't stopped them, they would probably have rushed up long ago.

The dignified king of the elves was turned into an undead warrior. It is a shame for all elves to not even live in peace after death.

Stretching out a hand to stop the Elven Ranger and the others from rioting, Mo Wen took a closer look at Arthas, and after a while. But he smiled.

"Arthas, are you still haunted by me taking Gianna away from you?"

The question was exactly the same as in the original plane, but this time it was the elven prince who asked the Death Knight.

Arthas fell silent. After a moment, he didn't say the words, 'You took a qiē from me.' All I have left is hatred! '' words. Instead, he looked at Mo Wen coldly and sneered softly: "This time Kael'thas is you late, I won this battle, I destroyed the treasure of your clan, I broke through your kingdom, - I killed your father with my own hands!" ”

Expectantly, waiting, Arthas stared at Mo Wen deadly, he wanted to see the other party's painful expression, so that he could feel the sweetness of revenge and prove his victory.

It's a pity that Mo Wen shook his head casually, and his eyes didn't stop at the Well of the Sun and King Anastarian, but at a lich wearing a robe wrapped in chains beside Arthas.

"Long time no see, Kel'thugad, you are resurrected?"

The tone of greeting between neighbors made Kel'thugad stunned for a moment, and then the Great Lich reacted, let out a strange scream, and then saluted Mo Wen, "Thanks to the blessing of the noble treasure, I really want to thank you, Prince Kael'thas!" ”

Although Kel'thugad has just been resurrected, and it is the first time he is in the same camp as the Death Knight, this does not prevent him from currying favor with the other party, knowing that the Lich King Neozu has more plans, Kel'thugad is very aware of the status of the Death Knight next to him in the other party's mind, so his words are naturally biased towards his master.

"Really?" Mo Wen didn't care about the other party's ridicule, but crossed the other party to carefully observe the undead behind him, and was amazed, "Cave Lord, Necromantic Banshee, Abomination, tsk, Kel'thugad, you are really a genius, when I first checked your spiritistic treatment, I knew that you were a genius, and sure enough, you have a high level of achievement in studying souls!" ――”

"Enough!" Mo Wen had something to say, but Arthas took a step impatiently, staring at him with a fixed gaze, "Is the dignified elven prince actually a guy who doesn't admit defeat?" This time it's me who wins, it's me Alsace who wins! ”

For the first time, Mo Wen turned his gaze back to Alsace, and what made the latter thunder was that there was a hint of pity in his gaze.

In a muttered voice that could be heard by everyone, Mo Wen said casually: "You don't understand little Arthas, it's not that I'm late this time, but that I deliberately want you to succeed!" ”

Before the words fell, Mo Wen's whole person had turned into a bolt of lightning, crossed a distance of dozens of meters, and came to Arthas, the purple-blue big sword appeared in his hand, and then slashed down blatantly.

The glow in Arthas's eyes, although he didn't expect Mo Wen to say that he would do it, but the rune sword in his hand still subconsciously responded.

Bang!

Ice Thunder Tribulation, Frost Sorrow, the two top-notch artifacts collided fiercely, and the violent hurricane swept out in an instant, and the powerful magic visible to the naked eye continued to spread around the two.

However, after only holding on for a moment, they saw the center of the storm, and the death knight's face changed slightly, and then the whole person flew out directly.

Maybe the death knight Arthas in the future is very strong, holding the cursed sword, in the continuous killing, devouring the souls of the living, carrying the deepest curse, the whole person is immersed in darkness, and finally even able to defeat the demon hunter who absorbed the skull of Gul'dan one-on-one, he is a proper first-class master, but now he is still a lot worse, not only the frost sorrow in his hand did not absorb enough souls because he did not break through Silvermoon City, but he himself is not suitable enough for this cursed sword, At least he still has a lot of feelings as a human being, and in general, he is a second-rate peak master.

And Mo Wen not only has a weapon in his hand that can restrain the evil attribute of Frost Sorrow, but his own strength is even higher than that of the half-baked Alsace, and he can naturally easily gain the upper hand under the surprise attack.

A blow blasted the death knight, but Mo Wen did not continue to pursue, but stabbed a sword at Kel'thugad next to him.

The Great Lich had just been resurrected, and before he could get used to his new body, he could only lay down a few layers of magic shields to protect himself in a hurry.

Unfortunately, the ice and thunder tribulation in Mo Wen was in vain, and the great sword with purple thunder light almost shattered the shield of the Great Lich, and then stabbed into Kel'thugad's bones fiercely, picking the other party up.

From Mo Wen's brazen attack, to the shooting of the death knight and the piercing of Kel'thugad, everything happened between lightning and flint, and by the time all the undead reacted, the dust had already settled, and their own boss had already fallen into the hands of the other party, but it was Sylvanas who reacted first, holding weapons and following.

"Let go of Lord Kel'thugad!"

With a ghostly light in their eyes, the undead hurriedly surrounded Mo Wen and were about to attack, but they were blocked by Sylvanas and a few people, and it was difficult to advance an inch.

In the midst of the chaos, he hung Kel'thugad in the air with his sword, but the corner of Mo Wen's mouth suddenly showed a bright smile.

His gaze quietly looked up, staring at the terrifying, twisted face of the Great Lich that was close at hand.

"Now, Kel'thugad, don't blame me, because you are so dangerous, so I have to send you on my way first in order not to affect my future plans!"

The purple arc of lightning on the ice thunder tribulation continued to beat, and the next moment I heard a bang, and the newly resurrected Kel'thugad was actually blown into powder. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the awesome tips of Os, the stone on the Frozen Throne, the god of salvation, the monthly pass of xuyiqing1985 and the stone on the frozen throne, the Fenghua Snow Dance, and the book.

PS: I'm sorry, the author overestimated himself and thought he could break out, but now it's difficult to keep two watches, and the outbreak is estimated to have to wait a while.