Whether it is Sylvanas's thunder arrows or Vaski's elemental scramble, whichever side succeeds will bring a lot of losses to Arthas.

Arthas, don't dodge, don't dodge.

As far as the naked eye could see, hundreds of cubic meters of frost elemental had been snatched from control.

The Thunder Arrow, which used to be easily blocked, shot at Arthas without any obstacles. Because of the skewed angle, the arrow was instead aimed at his chest.

Arthas was born by the arrow, the lightning serpent writhing in his chest, and even the skeletal relief on his heavy armor was cracked by the arrow, and the cobweb-like cracks spread.

It is foreseeable that the damage of this arrow is definitely not low.

If it had been before, Queen Xi would have been absolutely happy to death. But at this moment, her mood sank straight into the abyss of ice.

The attack that can make Arthas even fight to be injured is definitely not a child.

[Frost's Sorrow] brings this attack to an end.

Onexia also knew that it was her own pot, but she still had a little bit of luck, praying that Arthas would not hit her.

Unfortunately, in the next moment, she suddenly felt a shivering sensation pass over her. The feeling scared her into a subconscious curl.

Immediately she saw a cold black light sweep over her. Even though she tried to dodge as much as possible, she still felt a pain in her lower body and right flank.

The heart-rending pain, accompanied by the power of darkness, quickly spread to all corners of the body at the boundary of the wound, like a boulder falling into a calm lake, setting off huge waves in circles. Between the crests and troughs of the waves, there is still a constant flashing of spiritual power in white and black. The force formed a cobweb-like structure that began to rapidly erode Onexia's body.

"It's over!"

Onexia struggled to balance her body again, and at the same time, she flicked her tail hard, thinking that she would at least fight to lose.

However, Arthas, who had his free hand, ignored Vaschi, who swung his sword to kill, and shook his left hand towards the black dragon.

[Death Grip]!

With the strength of Arthas, even if it involves a black dragon weighing tens of tons, it is effortless.

That unexpected imbalance disrupted the rhythm of the Black Dragon Princess again.

Sylvanas came to the aid with all his might, and fired another arrow with all his might.

The arrow directly exploded Arthas's left shoulder armor, and it was even clear that the deltoid muscle on his shoulder seemed to have been eaten by a wild beast, and a large piece collapsed.

Arthas still ignored it, and stabbed out the third sword, which stabbed into the dragon's belly, causing an earth-shattering wail from the black dragon.

Vasqi has arrived.

The frosty aura that Arthas was on his body suddenly erupted, and an iceberg centered around him swelled at an astonishing speed of 100 meters per second.

The six new epic weapons slashed at them violently, destroying the iceberg only as fast as the spawn rate.

To complete the attack on the Lich King, it is obvious that it will not be able to catch up.

In the next moment, Arthas had swung his sword and rushed towards Vaschi.

Two soul creatures with two wings and a white body [Huaqi Shadow Guard] suddenly emerged from the void with the shape of an angel, based on the frost element. They caught Vaschi off guard, pounced directly, and hugged Vasiqi tightly.

The overwhelming clamp made her unable to break free for a while.

Alsace arrived.

Breaking through the iceberg, he showed the [Frost Sorrow] to Vaschi in a strange posture. The terrifying skull carving on the sword was adorned with a palpitating nether fire swaying in the eyes.

Vasqi had never experienced anything like it. As she looked at the skull, she suddenly heard a cacophony of soul voices. In this voice, it was as if hundreds of people were talking, whispering.

It was like the court banquet in the city of Aishara 10,000 years ago.

Obviously, she wanted to refuse the noise that kept ringing in her ears, but the queen's order forced her to listen to every voice, trying to find secret conversations in it that were not good for the queen or for herself.

The vague and clear sense of confusion greatly disturbed Vasqi's mind.

By the time she woke up from the distraction, it was too late.

The onslaught of Alsace has arrived.

It was a sword momentum that seemed to be able to separate the entire heaven and earth from the horizon, and there was no room for dodging at all.

At the last moment, all Vasqi could do was put all six weapons up and block in vain.

"Pong!Pong!!" Six crunching sounds, as well as two cracking sounds, announced the failure of the final struggle.

The blood on Vasqui's face faded, and her flowing red hair seemed to have lost its color.

Rao is that she has tried her best to close her abdomen, and she is still inevitably hit hard.

Six epic weapons were shattered, two arms were cut off, and the lower abdomen was directly disemboweled, and this was the end.

If he could, Vasqi would rather see his intestines and internal organs run to the ground than see a drop of blood from his wounds. Because it means that the power of [Frost Sorrow] has begun to completely invade her body.

She is indeed a demigod, but the demigod is not immune to more powerful soul erosion.

Vaski knew that if she died on the Ice Throne, she would not even have a chance to return her soul to the planet Azeroth, and would become a slave of Arthas, just like the former guardian dragon Malygos.

"Shhh

It's miserable!

originally thought that she would be the weakest of the three and would be used as a breakthrough by Arthas. She had also been careful to guard against this, always keeping at least twenty percent of the wind elemental in case of Arthas's Death's Grip. If she had been forced to close the melee distance, she would have lost most of the time.

Apparently her mind was thoroughly seen through and used in reverse.

Arthas had no intention of attacking her first, as long as he defeated the stronger Onexia and Vasqui with crushing strength, Sylvanas was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter in his eyes.

Now, Arthas smiled sinisterly.

"Hahaha! Poor elf, do you really think that your vengeful fury can burn me as the Lich King?

Arthas's taunt, like the most pungent sword, slashed at Sylvanas's heart.

Their own revenge is laughed at!

The blood of thousands of his compatriots is shedding in vain.

Even herself, most likely, would have followed in the footsteps of her compatriots, like the Blood Queen Lanaser, who had prostrated herself against her will at the feet of this great enemy.