"No!" Tirio's refusal was crisp.

I looked at him warily.

"Let me do it." He said.

"You don't know what you're going to face." I say.

He reached for the helmet.

All eyes were on him.

I didn't dodge, I didn't interfere, and I let him take the helmet.

"I know what I'm going to face?"

"This kind of outcome is not something you should face and endure." I say. "Once you take him, you will never be able to return to your hometown, and you will stay in this barren land forever."

"If that saves all beings." He looked at me, "I do." ”

I shook my head, "You're alive, your life is precious. I said.

"I'm willing to give myself."

"Do you feel the darkness inside this helmet?" I frowned.

"I'll run out...... to dispel them. ”

"Fordin!" An extremely hoarse voice came, and we all looked at the source of the sound, which was Bolval, who had just been hanging from an icicle. Vortagan. I forgot about him. At this time, he had been rescued by the souls, and he was helped by the souls.

"I heard you." He shouted. "I don't agree with you!"

I was a little surprised.

"You can't." He glanced to Tirio to the side, "You have a terrible fate in your hands!" ”

"No......," Tirio retorted.

"No!" Berval interrupted him directly. "This doesn't belong to you!"

He said, turning his head to look at me, "It's not going to belong to you." His eyes were scarlet at this time, and the red had a hint of terror.

"Why?" Tirio asked.

"Do you see what I look like now?" He said, "I should have died, in the poison gas in front of the Gate of Damnation, but the dragon's flames cleared my body of poison gas, but it also sealed my fate, and my body was in ...... Burn! ”

"Can I help you ......"

Bolval snorted, "Mr. Bill back then...... You're who I am. He said, "But when you left Stormwind, your health didn't get any better, I know...... You're not going to be okay, and I know I'm not going to be okay, but I don't know how you managed to be reborn......"

"You can ...... too," Tirio interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"But I ......," he said, looking at Tirio, "now I feel that only I am qualified to accept this fate." ”

"I don't want to experience Mr. Bill's healing." He turned his gaze back to me, "Or maybe...... That experience is no better than it is now. He paused, "Leave the world of the living to you." ”

"Put that helmet on my head, Tirio, the world still needs you." He said. "Let me restrain these evils, and I am willing to be the prison of these damned forever!"

"No...... Friends! I...... Can't do it! Tirio was a little embarrassed.

"Your hesitation will only spread tragedy, brother!" He said.

"You will become a legend and you will always be remembered!" Tirio said excitedly.

"Tirio!" Bervar's scarlet eyes glared at Tirio, "I must not forget! ”

His words made me look sideways.

"If you want the world to ...... If you want to put an end to this fear, if you ...... You want the world to never be bothered by this anymore...... Anyone...... None of them can know everything that is happening now. He said.

"I'm dead!" He said, "The Lich King is also dead...... It's over. ”

Tirio nodded at him, he lifted the helmet and slowly lowered it on top of Boval's head, at this time, a huge suction force suddenly appeared from the helmet, and the red energy that suddenly emerged from Boval's body was absorbed into the helmet.

Boval began to moan in pain.

"No......," Tirio hesitated.

"Quick!" Boval roared.

Tirio placed his helmet on Boval's head, and suddenly there was a violent cracking sound from the mountain in the distance, and the platform began to tremble. At this time, the energy wave emanating from Boval's body drove a violent wind.

The wind howled, and all the souls began to flash back, and then fled in all directions. In an instant, the wind and snow enveloped the entire platform that was still trembling.

"Boval!" Tirio's voice was filled with panic.

To be honest, I feel panicked right now, I didn't expect such a big change after he brought it, and it didn't seem to be a good reaction.

When the wind and snow cleared, Bervar Fortagan stood there, his original chapped, blackened, burning, terrifying face no longer visible under his helmet, even the scarlet eyes were covered in blue light, the only difference was that the blue was mixed with red traces.

"Bolvar......" Tirio was surprised and wanted to step forward.

"Stop!"

When I heard this, I was really taken aback.

"Let's go!" He said, "Bowval is dead, and the Lich King has been destroyed!" You've won! Right now...... Get out of here and ...... forever Don't come back! ”

I looked at Bolval, and the guy turned around and walked to the throne without looking back.

I glanced at Tirio, and he was shocked.

We watched him sit on that throne, and suddenly the wind was stronger, and I was starting to lose a little of my breath, and Tirio shielded his hand from the wind, and his breathing became rapid.

The throne was completely enveloped in wind and snow.

"Let's go!" I said, "Let's go!" ”

"Now...... Walk...... No! Tirio's voice became choppy. Equivalence ...... Stop! ”

This wind made me feel extremely incredible, at that time I had only one feeling in my heart, that was Bolval, at this time Bolval was no longer the same him, I had a bad premonition in my heart.

The wind slowly subsided, and when the wind stopped, the fog around the throne lifted, and the sight before our eyes widened as a huge piece of ice fused Bowval, the throne, and the icicles behind it.

"It's over." I say.

"It's over......" Tirio echoed.

Instead of moving forward, we reached the edge of the platform, the breeze caressing my face and the snowflakes drifting into my eyes.

The sun's rays shone on the platform, and the clouds in the distance broke open, and the sun shone on the earth. It is time for this vast ice field to calm down.

Looking back at the place where the battle had just begun, there was a large crowd when it came, and now it was only the two of us, and the platform was full of corpses, and the snow had covered them.

"How do you collect their bodies?" I asked.

"They will be buried here forever." Tirio said, "I hope their Heroic Spirits will belong, and they will die as they deserve." ”

We walked down the stairs one after the other, and the castle was as silent as a tomb.

We didn't say a word, so I led him down from the top, and when we saw the undead who weren't killed, they just looked at us from afar, and they didn't come forward to attack us.

As we all know, Bolval controlled them.

When we heard the shouting, I knew that the soldiers who had stormed the gates had rushed up by this time. And when they saw us, they thought we were both natural disasters. But after learning that the Lich King was dead, their cheers echoed for a long time in the castle that had fallen into dead silence.

All who were alive hugged each other and wept.

They don't have to die.

I saw Sylvanas, the woman looking at me with an uncanny look. I walked up to her, "It's over." ”

Her eyes were filled with anger for a moment, then loss, and finally sadness.

"Is he really dead?"

I nodded.

"You killed him with your own hands?"

I gestured to Tirio, who was surrounded by people.

Sylvanas looked up at Tirio, she closed her eyes slightly, and I could see her shoulders seem to be shaking slightly. Then she turned around and walked slowly, and she stepped into the dim in the distance.

Coalition armies poured into the castle, the tribal armies crowded, and soon the heads of both sides came, and King Sarufar saw the body of his son.

The tribe performed a solemn ceremony for him and transported him back to Orgrimmar for burial.

I am not a hero, although Sal and Sarufar and others tried to nominate me a hero, but I refused. All the tribesmen who take part in the battle are heroes! The tribal warriors who gave their lives to fight the Lich King are even more heroic! They deserve to be remembered and remembered.

This incident made me gain the respect of the upper echelons of the tribe, but ...... It's not really much to me. They invited me back to Orgrimmar, and they were going to have a big celebration. But I raised some questions.

The first is that the war against the Lich King is over, and the elimination of old contradictions means the creation of new contradictions. We can not start war, but we must be ready for war at any time. At this time, it is still unknown how long the agreement with the alliance will last, it can be very long, it can be very short, and it can even happen that night.

After all, they don't just leave the Forsaken in the backstabbing Alliance. Now that the war has been won, everyone is relieved, and now everyone is quite happy, but people who hold grudges will not forget about old hatred because of this victory.

The end of the war also means that the rights will change, and the cards must be reshuffled, and at this time, some people should be visible, conspicuous, lest those who are backward, those who have already fallen behind, and those who are not willing to be left behind should be played.

The second is that there are many, many secrets here! Countless secrets, whether it's Ulduar, or Soracha, the Garden of Life, the Spider Kingdom on the surface or underground of the Dragonbone Wastes, or the Icecrown Glacier and the castle.

There are still endless secrets and resources buried here. As I mentioned earlier, the Evil Iron of Salon, which can break the Light, is a resource that must be contested.

The third is why the old accounts of the Forsaken will be revealed, and how the tribe should deal with the threats that will occur in the near future. In what form should the land division of the north be maintained at this time. How should the Horde's garrison on the continent of Azeroth be adjusted?

Hehe, that's all a problem.

I chose to stay in the snow, I need to know more, and I'm sure it won't be long before the two of them will be fighting, and all I have to do is make sure that the tribe doesn't lose, and they can't lose. There is still a lot to be done in the future.