Before Tirio Ferding could finish speaking, Uther interrupted him: "Tirio! Brother, but that's not just for you. ”

"Wait! you're not without a body......" Gavinrad was a little dazed.

Uther smiled and shook her head. Beside him, Terenus raised his scepter, and suddenly a mysterious sarcophagus burst out from under the ice platform.

Uther's golden soul slowly stepped into the sarcophagus, and when the sarcophagus opened again, it was revealed to everyone by a lightbringer named Uther*...... Death Knight!

The other two, who were once both Silver Five Saints, couldn't believe their eyes. They all clenched their fists.

Terenus sighed, "After Arthas killed Uther, he moved the body back here. The kid always wanted to make his mentor a Death Knight as well, because in this way, he would be able to get one of the few powerful Death Knight in the world that could rival him. He tortured and persuaded Uther, but Uther never agreed. ”

Uther, whose face was pale, laughed at herself, "Hehe! This is my first time as a Death Knight." However, I have just destroyed the soul of Neozu, and from his soul fragments, I have managed to get a little bit of the skill of a Death Knight. Perhaps, I'll be a good Death Knight. ”

This kind of desperately cold joke naturally did not attract any laughter.

Uther gave up as well, pointing to the Ice Crown, a symbol of the Lich King's identity that Arthas had been wearing.

"Do it, Tirio, you and these brave heroes have your own destiny to fulfill. I'll leave this final offering to me. Anyway, I was already a dead man eleven years ago!" Uther's heroic shout resounded through the world.

The wind is howling.

Everyone's hearts, following the ice and snow of the Northrend polar region, gradually lost their temperature because of the pain.

Uther strode up to Duke, "Duke, thank you for freeing my soul, and thank you for all you have done for the Alliance for so many years. I failed in raising Alsace. Now I'm just taking my share of responsibility. Don't be sad for me, feel sorry for me! This is nothing but the self-salvation of a confused and painful soul. ”

Duke's mouth squirmed for a long time, but he couldn't say anything after all.

It's so fucked up!

He deliberately hid Berval Vortagen. Well, keep Bolval, and instead lose Uther, who is a more fortress.

In Duke's opinion, Uther is stronger and more powerful, if he can turn Uther into the magic net, the divine system that is now weaker and can only heal but cannot attack will become the strongest branch of the magic net......

Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

It's fate!

Perhaps, this is also a good ending!

No matter how you say it, it is better than Uther, the strongest paladin in history, completely withdrawing from the stage of history.

However, since Uther has decided to become the Lich King. So at the time of [Return of the Legion] in the future, what kind of power will this Lich King, who is likely to be the strongest in history, show...... Duke suddenly had a deep sense of anticipation.

Three generations of Lich Kings have been so awesome. Then wouldn't the third-generation Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse under him also rise with the tide?

Duke's mind was in a mess, and he could only watch a little dazed as Uther left the front of him and walked towards his old brother.

Uther is not to blame for this.

In this life, Uther rarely had the opportunity to deal with Duke. Seriously, Duke wasn't good at dealing with this kind of purity, ascetic puritan.

Plus five years from the Dark Gate, Duke was blown into the void with Karazan. He and Uther weren't really close friends. It's just a little better than a nodding acquaintance.

"Gavin Rad!"

"Uther!"

Because Gavin Rad was not from Lordaeron, in fact, his relationship with the other four saints was far less close. This did not prevent them from getting to know each other seriously and forming a deep friendship during the days when they fought side by side during the Battle of the Dark Gate.

After talking for about three minutes, Uther hugged Gavin Rad again, and finally, he stood in front of Tirio.

Of all these people, his friendship with Tirio is the deepest. Among the Five Sages of Silver, Tirio's ideas and ideas are also the closest to him.

Thanks to this life, Tirio was blown into the void with Duke, and there was no turning against Uther. The friendship between them can be described as stronger than gold.

After some pleasantries, Uther solemnly said, "I must be forgotten, Tirio, if the world is to be freed from the shackles of fear, what is happening here today must never be known!"

"But...... You ......," Tirio choked.

Uther grimaced, "I have heard that you have made my name sacred! Uther's soul, which was captured by Arthas, dissipated early in the morning...... Let's go, get out of here, and never come back!"

Finally, Tirio nodded heavily.

The League of Heroes is gone, and there are so many people, almost one step at a time.

From time to time, he looked at the familiar figure sitting on the throne of ice—he had the most sacred set of silver hand armor, and it was clear that he even had a brilliant light that was completely out of tune, but he was crowned with the Lich King's crown of the dead.

The only good thing is that he is not too alone.

A former king, standing by his side as an attendant.

"That's ...... Yes, Your Majesty!" Uther smiled wryly.

His Majesty the King, who swore to serve him for the rest of his life, became his deputy, what the hell is this?

"The living return to the living, and the dead to the dead. Now I am nothing more than a soul atoned for sin. I used to be a good king and a terrible father...... If this will give my son's soul a true rest, I ...... No excuses. What's more, I still have Kalia, since the bloodline can continue to be passed on. I'm satisfied. "Terenus is colorful.

"Your Majesty......," Uther sighed.

Terenus smiled a little funny, "No, no, no, now you are my majesty!"

"You ......"

When Duke and his party stepped out of the Icecrown Fortress, huge blocks of ice immediately grew into the entire Icecrown Fortress, and began to seal the entire castle. This scene made the alliance soldiers dumbfounded.

Immediately, Tirio raised the sword of Frostmourn that was only half of it left.

"Arthas, the Lich King, has been defeated by the League of Heroes—"