"Kyrryth..."

Slowly turning his gaze, Kel'thugad looked at the three figures that slowly walked by, swept past the angry High Elf on the far right, and fixed on the mage who was taking the lead. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I'm so glad that my seniors still remember me!"

The Staff of Evil Flame floated leisurely beside him, and Kelreth grabbed Anlidalance beside him, and looked at the archmage not far away, half-lich, with a smile on his face...

The smile on the corner of his mouth turned into a sneer, the lich is not something that can be transformed if he wants to, there are many fields and resources involved, and the whole process is not only cumbersome but also very dangerous, in fact, the more powerful the mage in life, the more difficult it is to transform into a lich. Unless part or even most of the power is abandoned.

The Kel'thugad in front of him obviously didn't plan to take this path, which is why the other party is still in a semi-transformed state but still running out to wander around, these days, the high necromantic environment that can support him to complete the transformation is almost non-existent, at least, there is no place in the North Pole where birds don't lay eggs.

"Your Highness, good day, it seems that you have found the real culprit behind Andorhar?"

The next moment, Kelrith spotted Arthas standing there, and the half-elf mage frowned at the fact that the paladin could get along so peacefully with a half-lich, and suddenly said.

"Heh, Kyrries, you..."

For the vicious provocation of Kyrryth's jumping, Kel'thugad stiffened his face and bowed his head in silence, while Kandal, who had recovered on the side, looked at the half-elf mage with a hateful expression, but the mage lord of Daisom turned his head and found that there were actually two strange situations of Kelseth, especially the familiar aura and spiritual power fluctuations exuded by one of them, which suddenly made the elf mage lord stunned and stunned, and then couldn't help but take a step back as if he had seen a ghost.

"Demon summoner, half-lich, ill-intentioned elves! Sometimes, I really hate this identity, and I can't kill you heretics with pleasure!"

However, just when everyone fell into a strange silence, Arthas suddenly looked at everyone one by one, and revealed everyone's bottom one by one, especially when it came to the unkind elf at the end, the holy flame on his body skyrocketed several layers again, and his golden gaze was fixed on Kandal, who was still stunned.

"I, Arthas-Minethir, Prince Lordaeron, Lord of the Silver Hand of the Human Alliance, Kandar, you will be imprisoned by my people until I find out who is plotting against us Terrans!"

With a cold voice, Arthas grabbed Kandal, who fell to the ground again because of the pressure he poured, but before he could completely catch the other party, the arm that was burning with holy flames was grabbed by the slender white hand that had been slender.

"Your Highness Arthas, when are you qualified to imprison a High Elf, especially, a lord of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas!"

Kandal looked at the only person who made a move with a shocked expression, not the elf, Anlidalance was holding a layer of ice blue light, easily counteracting the invasion of the holy light in his hand, and in the other hand, a golden staff exactly like the Sun Scepter came out.

"Humph!"

The stalemate between one man and one elf lasted for three or four minutes, until Kel'thugad, who had been keeping his head down as if he was wandering, finally came back to his senses, and the half-body lich swept past the stalemate and looked at Kyris who seemed to be watching a play, but in fact had been locked on to himself, and slowly pulled out a staff composed of pure ice crystals in his hand.

"I didn't expect that the chick that could be pinched to death at the beginning turned out to be like this now... Tricky!"

As if he couldn't find the right adjective for a moment, Kel'thugad pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and the staff in his hand began to flicker with a dangerous elemental light.

"Hehe, senior, let me see what benefits your master in Northrendbai has given!"

Laughing and making a mage salute, when Kelreth retreated, a huge figure appeared in front of him, the terrifying body of nearly twenty meters was still wrapped in heavy black armor, and after he was already full of blood and recovered Usohun spewed out two hot gases, it turned into an afterimage, and the next moment the huge black shadow rushed to the two Alsaces who were still in a stalemate, such a strong charge even though the legendary paladin's face changed slightly and turned around and jumped away, while the opposite Anlidalam looked like he had known it for a long time, and when he pulled Kandal, who was paralyzed on the ground, and wanted to retreat, a cloud of ice crystals froze the hand that Anlidalam stretched out in midair。

"I'm here, don't make a small move, elf, you're still..."

There was a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth, but Kel'thugad's words were interrupted by the huge double-edged giant axe that rushed in front of him the next moment, and between the raised staffs, layers of ice crystals as thin as cicadas formed in front of the half-body lich, and after shattering nearly eighty percent of the ice crystals, the double-bladed giant axe was stuck there.

"So, you're still too tender! Humans, twenty years of peace is too long..."

After stretching out his fingers and rushing sideways with a huge fist, completely freezing it less than half a meter away from him, Kel'thugad slowly walked up to Anlidalen's side, shook his head at the elven mage who was staring at him, and looked at Arthas who was watching from afar.

"Your Highness Arthas, you have heard everything I can say, but there are some things that need to be verified by yourself after all, after all!

"Oh, I seem to be missing some great story!"

However, as soon as Kel'thugad finished speaking, a clear joke came from his ears, and his movements froze, and the demigod lich turned around to see the half-elf mage sitting comfortably on the giant fist of the big monster, and the confinement that had just been frozen by his powerful spell had completely dissipated.

"Hmph, Kyrryth, you're just a wretched creature who fears fate!"

Ignoring the bloodthirsty killing intent that Usohun shot down, Kel'thugad grabbed Kandal at his feet, and a rectangular transparent freezer wrapped the two of them, and through the translucent ice wall, the half-body lich sneered and began to fade away.

"You'll at least have to let me get Kandal there!"

Feeling that the magic power in the ice crystals that imprisoned him quickly collapsed, Anlidalance easily shook his hand to break up the ice crystals, floated to Kelrith's side, and said helplessly to Kelrith who seemed to be watching Kel'thugad teleport, he had already deeply experienced the hardness and invulnerability of the ice element in front of him, in fact, from this defensive spell that was obviously a highly integrated spiritual power medium, he could see why he was so embarrassed just now.

It's just that the noble son of Dawnblade obviously doesn't think that Kyris is going to give up so easily.

"I've been to the Outlands recently!"

"Oh!"

The half-elf mage came out of nowhere, and Amway Darrans, who heard the words, was stunned at first, and then looked at Kelreth with a shocked expression.

"You're still alive!"

Kandal and Kel'thugad seemed to have become passers-by A and passerby B for a while, and Anlidalance said as if looking at a prehistoric dragon that had come back to life from the primeval period, and circled Kereth and sighed.

"Hehe... I didn't expect it to be so dangerous when I came back!"

Glancing at each other speechlessly, Kyris pursed his lips, sure enough, the High Elves have a very rich and even mature exploration and research in this area, and even more, there are many elven archmages who have had similar experiences in the depths of Quel'Salas or the Sunwell.

"However, although the danger of this trip can be called nine deaths, as the saying goes, if you don't die in a big disaster, you will be blessed!"

"What?"

Anlidalance looked stunned, for he had never heard of the pronunciation of the last two sentences of Kyrrys, but it was clearly not gibberish.

"Hehe, I'm the man who has experienced the riot of the outer space!"

Grinning noncommittally, Kyrreth raised his staff to Kel'thugad and Kandal, who were barely a faint shadow left. (To be continued.) )