Do you understand what I'm saying?

It's big, really big, this place is called a castle, but it has housed more than Ironforge, Grimbaatar, and even bigger than a castle like Ulduar, created by the Titans themselves. Therefore, after the five regiments of us came here, we felt that there were actually few people, and we seemed very small in such a huge place.

According to the original plan, everyone except the team that raided the sword mound should rush to the Lich King's residence, but our delay on the outer platform was so long that some of the Scourge soldiers in the lower levels of the castle had already rushed to the rescue. Although Tirio is very strong, even the best of the human race like Gianna is involved, and everyone is the elite of the elite, but he is actually a little panicked when faced with a steady stream of enemies.

After repelling this wave of attacks, I led this regiment to the Sword Pavilion, we must hurry as soon as possible! Once this task is completed, the troops above will be able to kill the Lich King more easily.

Sylvanas joins the team, which she is not originally from, but led by Gianna, and these two women, both of whom have been hurt by Arthas, are in charge of the main part of the operation. The other four regiments are also well planned, but the minions of the Lich King are not the kind of goose waiting for you to kill them, but fierce enemies who will take the initiative to attack.

We were basically running all the way through, and when we reached the vicinity of the Soul Oven, the wailing sound that came from there shocked this group of ordinary people, and it was not a joke, it was really shocking. Sylvanas's face was the most ugly, and I knew what she remembered at this time, it must be some unbearable memories of the past and the painful memories that came with it.

These wails are not made by people, but by the souls of all living beings, struggling, tormenting, wailing, and then never ending in this so-called oven!

We dodged out of the place, there was no past, it was all Sarein, and our goal was to take the sword, not to entangle with them. But when we rushed into the sword pavilion where the swords were placed, I was stunned, and everyone was stunned at once. I didn't think of it...... I never thought that the guards here were not undead soldiers, but imprisoned and enslaved...... Soul!

Ghosts are something that is usually hard to see, and ghosts are abbreviations, but they are actually human souls. The human soul can be materialized, but this materialization is different from what we imagine, we can see their appearance, we can see their general appearance, we can see whether they are male or female, what kind of occupation they used to be, but it is difficult to see it more finely. This requires what kind of energy they have before they die, whether they are full of resentment, and so on.

So some ghosts have clear outlines and physiognomy, some don't, some can remain intact in human form, some can only retain the upper body, and the lower body itself becomes nihilistic. Some souls are translucent, others are barely visible, and even those souls don't even have faces.

But I would say that the vast majority of these souls are unfriendly, and their presence is often not accidental.

It's easy for them to want to hurt people, but it's hard for people to want to hurt them, and I'm talking about the same as fighting, you know?

So I was stunned when these things appeared in front of us, because I knew how difficult these guys were, how difficult they were to deal with, and they were surprised that most of the time they had never seen a ghost, or even so many ghosts.

The hall wasn't big, and it was a bit hard for us to rush in, but the frost sorrow hung vertically on a platform. A faint blue glow silently swirled around the sword like mist. The surroundings were full of dead spirits.

I didn't talk nonsense and just raised the musket!

The gunshot frightened many people, and it broke the dead silence here, and the wails came to an abrupt end.

I saw the people around me shake when the guns rang out, and the whoops from some of them showed that they were frightened.

No way, they are mortals after all, they have seen too little! Too little!

I know how to hurt them, and since I was stabbed to death by that sword, I know how to hurt them, but these people obviously don't.

An arrow flew past my ear, killing a dead soul. Sylvanas' face was solemn, and she looked intently ahead, as she slowly drew an arrow and placed it on the bowstring.

"Kill them! Take away the sorrow of the frost! I roared.

Suddenly, there was a flash of golden light in front of me, and the paladins burst out with the brilliance of holy light, and as soon as I frowned and grinned, they had already rushed forward.

To be honest, when I saw the divine weapon hanging there, and his former master was not around, I wanted to pick up the sword and feel what it was like. It's true! But when I saw those people rushing up, a picture suddenly came to my mind.

I will kill the last person who dares to take this weapon with my own hands.

None of them deserved it. Don't even think about it, it's sinful to think about it!

The Holy Light of the Paladins is useful to these revenants, and although they are endless, although they follow one after another, although they sacrifice their lives, their efforts are worthless in the presence of the Light sufficient to restrain them, and the elite of the elite.

Two of Arthas's men, the two men named Marvion and Faric, appeared, and they brought reinforcements, but instead of the Dead, they brought the Walking Dead.

Fierce hand-to-hand combat took place in that small hall, and the Death Knights and Paladins contributed the most to this battle, and they also forgot to die without any scruples. The others had been blessed with holy water by the priests before the war, and they were also very brave, because they couldn't use it, they really couldn't use it, especially those magicians who had all become melee fighters. The magic of mass destruction that they were so proud of couldn't be worked here.

The battle had been going on for less than ten minutes, and I felt that it should not be ten minutes, when suddenly a door in the hall was slammed open, and the wind that blew from it made my heart tighten!

Broken! Alsace is coming!

My guess was right, and as a low, but incomparably powerful and powerful voice came, the wind grew stronger and colder! I know this coldness in my heart, and it will cause great harm to these people here!

"Block the entrance!" I heard the heart-rending howl of a man.

"Defense! Hurry up! Another shouted.

Before they could form a formation, a large white figure slammed out of the door.

Yes, it's a bump! Not rushing. A frost giant crashed directly into the knight who tried to stop it.

The two tall frost giants made the scene even more chaotic all of a sudden, seeing this, I hurriedly squeezed forward to grab the sword, everyone was fighting just now, I didn't rush in, now I can't help but be in a hurry, I may not be able to hold this sword like this!

Not only could it not be taken, but the operation here was probably a failure.

But as soon as I squeezed past a white shadow flashed, I felt myself fly out, and then crash into someone, and then a huge figure pressed over.

Just to hear the "bang", the sound when that huge body pressed against my body made my ears a little uncomfortable. The smell of gunpowder immediately wafted through me and I knew what had just happened, it turned out that I had been knocked down by a dwarf who had been knocked down over and over again, and it happened that this dwarf had a cannon in his hand, and the dwarf had pulled the trigger after the huge frost giant pressed over.

The dwarf's hand-held cannon is so powerful that I don't think Arthas can stand it if he shoots him in the face at such a close distance. As a result, half of the Frost Giant's head was blown off. The body was holding down my legs, and I tried to break free of my lower body, but it was too big.

With a few more cannon shots, I heard the sound of another giant falling.

I'm still being pinned down, it's fucking troublesome! But the giant was so big, so heavy! I don't feel anything anymore, and I know that my leg is broken.

But when I propped up my upper body and saw Arthas's figure appear in that passage, my heart trembled.

His presence brought the wails of the entire hall to a climax.

This is the Lich King without the Frost Sorrow!

At that moment, a paladin pounced on him with a warhammer, but Arthas caught the hammer with one hand and threw the paladin away.

"You ...... They all have to die! ”

That's what Alsace said.

I turned my head to look at Gianna to the side, the woman's hair was no longer as neat as it had been, and the expression on her face froze. But she didn't make a sound.

Ha! Guess what she felt at this time?

Or Sylvanas, I couldn't imagine what it would be like to be a man who could conquer this woman, and that dog thing called the Blightcaster was Sylvanas's toy in my eyes, and I couldn't imagine what it would be like to be a man who could really make this woman open her heart and open her legs.

This woman has a very bad temper, and I can't describe her if she is perverse, tricky, or grotesque. In short, it's elusive, unpredictable, and maverick. I don't like her temper, I just like her flesh.

This woman really dared, she shot arrows at Arthas, and those arrows hit Arthas, but Arthas was not moved at all, and when she shot the arrows at Arthas's head, he directly caught them. Arthas snapped the arrow and walked over to the platform.

"You're here too!" He said, "Good! ”

"All the people I want to kill with my own hands are here!" His voice was very low. "What a gift this is!"

Arthas reached for the sword that was still levitating, and Sylvanas fired another arrow, and just then, a large ball of fire flew towards Arthas. The loud explosions and flying flames made me quickly cover my face.

But when I turned my head to look at Arthas, he had a sword in one hand and an arrow in the other, and he was unscathed.

"I've been thinking day and night about how to execute you, you...... And you......" He turned his head to look to the side. "Your clumsy show is almost over, now...... It's my turn! ”