The metal frenzy caused by the soul storm is unstoppable and destroys everything.

The Scarlet Crusaders inside the Saron Mine were not the only victims, in fact, the same fate befell the others at the same time as the devastating blow suffered by Marlan and the others.

Icecrown Fortress, the central hub, thousands of meters in the sky.

"For Kazmodan!" shouted Muradin-Copperbeard, throwing the Stormhammer.

The Storm Hammer spun and shot with a blazing white impact, turning the dozen or so bone dragons that had besieged them into scattered bone fragments in just a moment, falling to the ground in a sparse manner.

As the second warrior of the kingdom of Kazmodan and the younger brother of King Magni Copperbeard, Muradin Copperbeard is very powerful.

The peace-loving dwarves, upon learning of the threat of the Scourge, received a call for help from the Silver Dawn, and immediately sent a huge army of more than 200,000 to join the Silver Dawn coalition.

And this time the decapitation operation involved five thousand heroic dwarven warriors.

Rather than relying on the Red Dragon's entrustment, the other alliances that were restrained by the Scourge Legion's offensive were the dwarves who each rode an ironclad griffin, and the dragon warriors of the Red Dragon Legion, becoming the air combat force of the Raiding Force.

Without their presence, it is still unknown whether the entire raiding army would be able to break through smoothly.

It is precisely because the battle is at the forefront, on the front line of the most tragic fighting, that every second there are dwarven warriors and warriors, and the blood of the copperbeard heir is constantly spilled from the sky.

Even because of the attack of the bone dragon group, most of the professionals have already made a forced landing. Kazmodan's warriors are still fighting.

"Ho" Muradin-Brass whiskers gasped heavily, and turned his head to look around.

After a bloody battle that lasted for several hours, there were less than 800 of the original 5,000 bronze-bearded dwarf warriors left.

However, their sacrifice also brought huge casualties in exchange for the undead natural disaster, and the bone dragon group that rushed in, except for some of them who landed at low altitudes, there were not many of them in the high-altitude battlefield.

"Warriors, victory is at hand!" said Muradin-Copperbeard, shaking his spirit, reaching out to catch the whirling Storm Hammer. Harnessing the seated ironclad griffon. Fly towards another warband: "Hold on, we're going to win"

Woooooooo

The sudden call in his ears interrupted Muradin-Copperbeard's high-pitched voice and made him subconsciously look down.

A storm that constantly shimmers with the light of metal colliding. I don't know when it will rise. It was not far from the warband high in the sky. Red dragons, dwarven warriors, and undead creatures a few hundred meters below were all swallowed up one by one.

"What's that?!" murmured Muradin-Copperbeard's eyes widened in disbelief.

Sluggishness is only for a moment. Soon the dwarven warrior realized that the situation was not good, and while flapping his mount and flying higher, he shouted sharply to remind his people: "Hurry, hurry!

The dwarven warriors, who had already been forbidden, immediately acted according to the orders of their leader.

Unfortunately, the metal frenzy rose so fast that it far outpaced the griffon's ascension, and soon the invincible storm swept in from below, completely obscuring the sky.

What happened to the warriors of Kazmodan was also played out by other professionals in the vicinity, and the metal frenzy could not only destroy the bodies of the professionals, but also tear out and engulf the souls of all living beings.

Indiscriminate attacks, for a short period of time, caused terrible casualties.

More than 10,000 Silver Dawn Coalition warriors, as well as more than twenty times the creatures of the Scourge Legion, all became victims of the metal frenzy, and the fear of the unknown began to spread.

Not just the living professionals, but even the undead creatures seemed to be frightened and fled in the direction of the metal frenzy

At this time, the straight line distance was more than 100,000 meters away.

The highest point of Icecrown, at the top of the Lich Throne.

The bitter cold wind was like a blade, bringing out scratches visible to the naked eye on the thick ice layer formed over the years, but under the unknown force, it was smoothed back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the Lich Throne, the habitat of the Lich King.

Despite being at the top of the Icecrown Stronghold, surrounded by the Sky of the Ice Crown, no creature had the ability to fly directly into this area no more than the size of a few football fields.

Everything here is under the absolute control of the Lich King.

It is for this reason that the raiding forces of Silver Dawn, even with the help of the Red Dragon Legion, only flew to the ground below the Lich Throne and took a hard-hitting approach, trying to break through the layers of defenses and reach the Lich King.

The difference in strength between super-level powerhouses requires all-out battles to be able to distinguish between high and low.

However, just by virtue of the Lich King, he can create a super-level bone dragon like Sindagosa, and it can be estimated that among the super-level powerhouses, it is undoubtedly a very terrifying existence.

That's why Tirio Fording will take a surprise attack, hoping to take advantage of his slumber to take the lead.

I have to say that this is a very clever plan, as long as the Great Lord can take advantage of his unpreparedness to come to the Lich King, even if he can't kill him directly, he can also inflict heavy damage on this undead lord first, laying the foundation for victory in the battle.

If it weren't for Yang Long, and that soul storm

The Lich Throne is flat like a square, with a row of tall icicles rising from the northern edge.

The icicles are a dead gray color, the surface of the ice is dull, and the light of the scorching sun in the sky does not leave a trace on it at all, and the inky dead air flashes on the icicles from time to time.

In the middle of the tall icicle lies a huge throne of steel.

A tall and burly figure, holding a two-handed rune sword in one hand, sat casually on the throne, and through the not too thick ice covering its body, the figure could be seen vaguely a human man.

The human man was dressed in gray full-body armor with skulls carved in various places, as well as a skull crown on his head.

He was once the prince of Lordaeron, and now the king of the Scourge Legion.

The Lich King - Arthas!

Just when the soul storm caused by Yang Long swept everything unstoppably, and there was a tendency to engulf everything, the howling cold wind on the Lich Throne stopped without warning.

Arthas, whose eyes were closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

Click

Cracks appeared in the thick ice, and as Arthas stood up, an invisible force splattered from the Lich Throne, leaving only the smooth steel surface of the glacial platform.

It was as if time had frozen, and there was not a sound in the four rounds.

Arthas's grey, lifeless eyes stiffened for a few seconds before looking diagonally downward.

Boom -

With a soul-shattering sound, endless clusters of soul light emerged from around Arthas, howling and flying widely, and the entire Lich Throne was like a lighthouse in the deep sea, blooming with blinding cold light in all directions.

It was at this time that the expanding metal storm in the distance suddenly stalled for a moment and then dissipated.

Metal shards that had lost their power fell from the sky with a crackle, splashing up patches of sky-high smoke and dust, and the entire Salonite Mine, the Soul Furnace, and the surrounding area were all shrouded in dust and mist.

Only in the center of the Soul Furnace, as if blocked by an invisible wall of qi, not a trace of dust drifted in.

Yang Long, who was standing with his eyes closed and intact all over his body, slowly opened his eyes at this time, and at a distance of more than 100,000 meters, he was far away from Alsace's line of sight.

There are a lot of things occluding between the two, but both can feel the other's gaze.

"I'm waiting for you. As if crossing the space, Yang Long's ears rang with terrifying words.

The distant line of sight was disconnected at this time.

"This is the power of a super-level powerhouse?!" The corners of Yang Long's mouth twitched, feeling the unprecedented infinite energy in his body, and he didn't care if the other party could hear it, and smiled in a low voice: "You won't wait too long." ”

(To be continued......)