There is an even more ironic thing about the resurrection of Kel'thugad: Arthas is accompanied by one of the Lich King's men, who is a Dreadlord who looks exactly like the Marganis killed by Arthas.

When he was first photographed next to him, Arthas even thought that Malganis had been resurrected. Knowing that he opened his mouth, Arthas knew that they were two people.

"Oh, don't be surprised, I'm a Dreadlord like Marganis, but I'm not your enemy. These were the first words that the Dreadlord Tikdios said to Arthas. And the second sentence is equally sarcastic.

"The Lich King has sent me to congratulate you on killing your own father and turning this land into the soil of the Scourge Legion. You successfully passed the initial entrance examination, and the Lich King was pleased with your loyalty. ”

With a little thanksgiving, Tikdios was given a new mission to recover Kel'thugad's remains.

After Kel'thugad's death, the people who did not have a natural disaster at that time went to collect his body, and when they evaded the Terran army and arrived in Anhador, Kel'thugad's body was gone, but they were sure that Kel'thugad's body was in Andohar.

The speculation of the natural disasters is not unfounded, in Anhador, the breath of Kel'thugad is very rich and fresh, and in fact, Kel'thugad was indeed buried here by Richard, Richard was not buried in vain, and he also took a few pieces of tissue and took them back for research.

For Alsace, this is a very impressive place: it was the source of the infected food, the place where Kel'thugad was killed......

Alsace used to be very angry, but now he is like a water, and it is also funny. Anhador is now without a flame, and the burning buildings are now only charred wooden stakes. At this moment, there should be nothing to move here except for the undead. But Arces frowned and tugged at the reins. Invincible immediately stopped, as loyal as he had been in life. Alsace saw figures flickering in the distance, shimmering in the dim sky......

The cemetery was guarded by soldiers in armor, and a man leaning against a small grave. He looked at it from afar, and his eyes widened suddenly. There are not only living people, not only soldiers, but even paladins. He knew why they were here. It seems that there are a lot of people who are interested in Kel'thugad.

But he had already disbanded and removed Uther from office, and the Knights should be disbanded as well, and there should be no more paladins at all, let alone still gathering here. Frost Sorrow whispers hungrily that other undead creatures are afraid of the Light, but Frost Sorrow is not afraid, and the souls of the Light creatures are the best raw material for it.

Arthas drew his powerful runic sword, raised it high, and immediately charged forward with an invincible leap, seeing the shock on the faces of the graveyard guards as Arthas slashed at them. They fought valiantly, but it was ultimately pointless, and they knew it. You can see it in their eyes.

He withdrew the sorrow of frost, and the sword happily absorbed a new soul. Just then, a voice shouted angrily, "Arthas!"

Arthas had heard the voice, but couldn't remember who it was. He turned towards the shouter. The man was tall and burly, he didn't wear a helmet, and the beard brought back Arthas's memory, and he said with some surprise: "Gavin Red, long time no see." ”

"Hmph, where's the hammer we gave you?" Gavin Red spat at him, "It's a paladin's weapon, a weapon of glory." ”

Alsace remembered. It was this man who put the hammer at his feet. It looked so new, pure and austere. Before they could find a new weapon in Alsace, they were even sued by the Golden Rose to the Supreme Court of the Supreme League, and the final result was that the paladin in front of them was punished.

"I have a better weapon now. Arthas lifted up the sorrow of frost. The rune sword shone hungrily in his hand. "Stand aside, brother. For the sake of the friendship of the hammer on the day, for the sake of brotherhood in the same group, as long as I am allowed to pass, I will not harm you. ”

Gavin Red frowned and spat fiercely in Arthas's direction, "I can't believe we used to treat you as a brother! Your betrayal has broken Uther's heart, boy. He can give his life for you without hesitation, and this is how you repay his loyalty?I know that it was a mistake to admit a prince to the Order!

Alsace was furious, almost choking with rage. Arthas is a Death Knight, the Lich King's general, and his life and death are under his control. And Gavin Red actually dared to refuse his pardon. Arthas gritted his teeth.

"No, my siblings. I will kill you, and then, and then summon your body as a slave, and let you follow my commands. Gavin Red, that's the shame of the Silver Hand. ”

Arthas sneered and made a mocking gesture, undead creatures and cursed cultists waiting silently beside him. Instead of rushing forward, Gavin Red curled up and prayed to the Light. But the Light could not save him, and Arthas allowed him to complete his prayers, and let his weapons shine as Arthas's own warhammer once did. Frostmourn clenched his hands, the Lich King's power filling Arthas's body, and he knew that the paladin would die.

In just one face, Arthas got to know what he had just called his "brother". He felt Frost Sorrow tremble slightly, sucking the soul of a paladin to make it very happy. The lifeless body that had been sucked fell to the ground. Despite his harsh words, Arthas let his conquered enemies rest in peace.

With a brief gesture, he instructed his servants to begin searching for the body. Countless ghoul ghosts began digging throughout Anhador, and soon found a grave bag. The acolytes of the Cursed Sect rushed forward, dug open the earth, and quickly lifted the corpses inside. Arthas touched the wreckage with his foot and smiled.

"Show up, necromancer. As the corpse was loaded into the back of a meat grinder, Arthas mockingly said, "The power you once served needs you again." ”

"I told you that my death is not about the big picture. ”

Arthas was taken aback. He was accustomed to hearing those voices, and the Lich King had been whispering to him almost incessantly through Frost Grief lately. But now it was different, he remembered hearing the voice, but with arrogance and mockery, not trust and secrecy now.

Kel'thugad, the voice that had tormented him so much, had disappeared for some time and had returned.

"This ...... Can I hear ghosts now?"