At the same time, at the top of the Nexus Stronghold, the Lich Throne.

Nearly a thousand young red dragons are constantly attacking the enemy with all their might, and the sound of violent explosions and breaking the air is endless.

They are fought against a scarce number of bone dragons, as well as thousands of gargoyles.

Despite being inferior in numbers, the powerful individuals of the red young dragons and the super strong physique of the dragon clan still allowed the red dragons to fight with ease, tearing the undead natural disasters to pieces.

Undead creatures who didn't know what to fear rushed in droves and turned into crumbs in a series of battles.

For a while, it seemed to rain flesh in the sky, and the number of undead natural disaster creatures did not decrease due to the super high consumption, but more reinforcements continued to fly below, and the enemy and us killed extremely fiercely.

The battle in the sky is nothing more than a foil.

"Arthas, you will pay the price of death for all that you have done, for the people of Lordaeron who died because of you!"

Tirio Fortin, with a solemn face, stood tall and proud, facing the Lich King, who may be one of the most powerful creatures in the world of Azeroth, and solemnly shouted: "Accept the judgment!

Alsace, who was reprimanded, was a little absent-minded and did not respond as he should be.

Such neglect was undoubtedly a great insult, and Tirio Furding raised his hand and pulled out the Ash Messenger that was slung around his waist, and leaped high with both feet. Slash your head from top to bottom.

The golden gaseous light energy emerged from the surface of Tirio Ferdin's armor, and instantly transmitted to the sword of the Ash Bringer, solidifying with the swing of the High Lord, and finally slashed out an extremely wide sword light.

Hum -

The moment the sword light left the sword body, the air of the entire Lich Throne resonated, and some of the skeleton stone sculptures on the two wings of the platform suddenly turned into pieces and were pushed away by an invisible force.

The sword light flew straight towards Arthas. It's too fast to catch with the naked eye.

But as a super-level powerhouse. The supreme master of the Scourge Legion, Arthas naturally would not be defeated by such a simple blow, and when Tirio Fording swung his weapon, the Lich King immediately reacted at the same time.

Wait until the golden sword light reaches the body. Alsace is taking a step forward without retreating. Unleashed "Frost Sorrow" and slashed the sword light.

Click

The unpleasant sound of metal grinding. The golden sword light was steadily blocked, and a large amount of dark gray death aura poured out from the sword body that Frost Sorrow came into contact with. Triggered the burning of the Light energy.

Two colors, one gray and one gold, shimmered on the blade of Frost Sorrow.

A large expanse of escaping energy caused the ground of Sasteel near Alsace to concave downwards little by little, as if it had been melted ice, and a large stream of inky vapor rose.

This seems to be a long-term confrontation, but it actually only happened for a split second.

It's just a sword light emitted by a slight charge, which naturally can't compete with Arthas's blow, and in less than half a second, it was finally crushed by Frost Grief, turning into a golden point of light and shooting in the opposite direction.

Rustle

The seemingly lethal point of light actually peeled off a thick layer of the steel floor at the same time as it spread, almost spreading to the edge of the Lich Throne, before it ran out of strength and stopped.

It was at this time that Tirio Ferding had already pounced on the top of Arthas's head and slashed down with a sword.

"Exorcism!" the Great Lord let out a low snort, and a little spot of light appeared all over his body, enveloping the whole person, and even the Ash Bringer's great sword turned into a golden weapon at this moment, and slashed at the Lich King's head mercilessly.

Now this blow is undoubtedly a little stronger than before.

In the face of this attack, a large amount of gray mist also appeared on Arthas's body, but instead of wrapping himself, it all concentrated on the body of Frostmourn's sword, expanding its size by more than ten times.

The Lich King, wielding like a giant tree, took a step further, slashing his sword from the bottom up and slashing at Tirio Fordin.

Boom -

The head-on collision of the two super-rank powerhouses immediately triggered a violent explosion, and the golden holy light energy and gray death breath, except for a small part entangled, each was spurted in the opposite direction by the impact force.

The creatures that fought around the Lich Throne and killed inextricably were instantly reduced to powder as soon as they were touched by these two energies.

Wow

Tirio Ferdins staggered back four or five steps before he stopped the impact of the fight, several scratches appeared on his armor, and there was still death and light energy entangled in the scratches.

Arthas was hit by this blow, and fell to one knee to the ground, the cloak behind him had several holes, and the long gray hair that was originally fluttering in the wind under the helmet was also affected and a small handful was broken at this time.

"Judgment!" As soon as he stood firm, the Great Lord raised his left hand and shouted angrily.

Before Tirio Fordin's words could be finished, a giant holy hammer composed of holy light energy, which looked exactly the same as practice, and was seven or eight meters high, spun at high speed and fell from the sky, smashing into the Lich King's body.

Boom -

In the dust and smoke that rose into the sky, the incomparably strong Lich Throne could no longer be sustained by repeated destruction, and several huge rifts spread from the place where the Holy Hammer fell to the edge of the platform.

"Holy Shock!" Tirio Fording didn't pause, and continued to unleash another secret technique.

A pillar of light with a diameter of twenty meters and completely composed of holy light energy appeared out of thin air at a height of more than 100 meters, and fell from the sky with a bang~ and imprinted on the place where the two of them were standing, suppressing all the smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated.

Arthas, who had been hit twice, also showed his figure at this time.

"Huh?!" Tirio Ferdin's heart twitched slightly, and the pupils of his eyes narrowed suddenly.

Judging from the previous fight between the two, there is no very big difference in the strength level of the two sides, so the Great Lord originally thought that after receiving two consecutive hits, the Lich King would at least suffer some damage, even if it would not be a big problem.

But it turned out that the Great Lord was still wrong.

Arthas, who was revealing his body at this time, still fell to the ground on one knee, and the skull on the left shoulder armor was slightly damaged, but it did not affect the Lich King, holding Frost Sorrow with both hands, releasing an incomparably terrifying power.

"Cold winter!" Arthas, who closed his eyes and lowered his head, said lightly for the first time.

Woooooooooooo

A cloud of dead air that appeared out of thin air suddenly appeared at the end of the hilt of the frost sorrow that was inserted upside down, and in a short split second, it swelled to ten times its size, enveloping Arthas as it appeared, showing an imminent burst of appearance.

Hearing the other party's metallic voice, Tirio Ferdin's hand shook for no reason, and he subconsciously looked into the air.

There were seven or eight hundred red young dragons, as well as more than a dozen powerful adult dragons, and the battle circle was not too far from the Lich Throne, but it was almost five or six hundred away.

"Could it be" The Great Lord thought of something, suddenly shuddered, and turned his head to shout.

Wow -

The violently expanding death mist, at this moment, burst out violently, and in just a moment's effort, the pillar of light of the divine shock was dispersed, sweeping out in all directions, swallowing everything that stood in its way.

The velocity of the air stream is astonishing, extending to four hundred meters in just a few seconds.

Roar!

Realizing that the situation was not good, the red dragons only noticed the change on the Lich Throne at this time, and saw the seemingly endless air mass, and did not choose an unrealistic escape, but spewed the flames of life into the mist.

The Red Dragons of the Flame of Life have the ability to destroy all the power of death, and they happen to be the nemesis of the undead natural disaster.

Unfortunately, in the face of the violent air current, nearly a thousand dragon breaths that roared out were like a bonfire in the flood, causing a small obstacle, and then all of them were swallowed up by the dead air

(To be continued......)