Dytherock, who was half a beat slower to dodge, was cut through his chest by Frostmourn, and his translucent soul was almost sucked out by the magic sword.

"Nope! Banazal! Save me! ”

"Damn it!"

Banazar blackened his face and pulled Dythelock hard, successfully freeing him from the bondage of Frost Sorrow's soul, allowing Dythelock's soul to escape back into the Twisted Void.

But the problem also arose, looking at the fallen prince who was red-eyed and planned to continue attacking him, Banazar swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

At this point, Banazal knew that he could not defeat the hanging Alsace on his own.

"A swarm of rotten bugs!"

Seeing Arthas crouching and ready to continue his actions, Banazar released a large number of bloodsucking insects first, and the swarm was also insidiously mixed with the unique secret technique of the Dreadlord Hypnotic Mist.

Alsace's combat experience is not as good as Banazal, who has lived for an unknown number of years, and his self-confidence is bursting with his intention to force his way through the fog and kill Banazal.

But Naozu, who was connected to his soul, suddenly issued a warning.

"Don't be impulsive! There is hypnotic spells mixed in the swarm, back off! ”

"But ......"

The resolute Arthas had a disagreement with the will of Aozu, and taking advantage of Arthas's tangled face to stop in place, Banazal did not hesitate to turn into a small bat and flee in the direction of the gate of the Icecrown Fortress.

"It's a pity."

By the time Arthas puts aside the Lich King's divide for a while, it's unlikely that they'll be able to catch up.

Arthas was a paladin before the Fall, wearing a full suit of heavy plate armor.

There is nothing wrong with letting him fight positional warfare, pursuit warfare...... In the absence of mounts, this is not Alsace's strong suit.

It was impossible for Arthas to ride his undead horse into the interior of the Icecrown Fortress, and he had to abandon the pursuit.

When Arthas, at the urging of Neozu, was about to continue to the Savior of the Frozen Throne, Winlesa, who was at the front of the line as the vanguard scout, rushed out of the escape passage and took a look at Arthas, who had just turned around.

For Winlessa, all living objects within the Icecrown Fortress are enemies without exception.

Before she could see Arthas's face, she didn't hesitate to shoot a series of feathered arrows.

Arthas, who was inexperienced in combat, did not react at all, and Naozu could only quickly take control of his body, wielding Frostmourn to deflect most of the incoming arrows.

Even so, two arrows hit Arthas's left shoulder and right abdomen, respectively, and the special armor-piercing sword easily pierced Arthas's fine quality heavy armor.

However, the undead Arthas had long since lost his sense of pain, and this small injury would not have affected his activities in any way.

Suddenly being forcibly taken control of his body, Arthas was secretly frightened and instinctively wary of the Lich King, whom he had always trusted.

However, at this juncture, Alsace did not have time to think too much.

After regaining control of his body, Arthas screamed and slammed at Winlesa with a loud cry of frost sorrow.

"Bell!"

Wen Leisa, who was still holding a bow and arrow a moment ago, skillfully and quickly replaced the eagle's claw, which was also an artifact, and steadily caught Arthas's counterattack, and jumped backwards with the help of the shock force, once again widening the distance between Arthas.

"Flame Blast!"

"Sacred fire."

Without waiting for Arthas to launch another pursuit, Ronin and Fao's reinforcements arrived at the right time.

"Coming back?"

Arthas took two steps back to dodge the basin-sized fireball and the flames of holy light that fell from the sky, and frowned as he looked at the enemies who were rushing out of a secret passage.

"My lord, what is this secret path? Why do the enemies sneak in one after another through secret passages that I don't even know about? ”

"Uh~"

Neozu, who was connected to Arthas's soul, was embarrassed.

Come to think of it, even the enemy knows the secret way, and Arthas, who claims to be the henchman of Naozu, knows nothing.

Any person who empathizes can also feel the grievances and anger in Arthas's heart at the moment.

Naozu was also puzzled by this strange situation.

"This is the escape route I have prepared just in case, and only Kel'thugad knows about it except myself."

"The Dreadlord is the designer of the Icecrown Fortress, and they are already good at infiltrating and infiltrating, and it is reasonable that they have discovered the anomalies of the castle, as for these living people...... Could it be? ”

Due to the loyalty and ability of Kel'thugad over the past few years, Neozu never suspected that he would betray him.

Now that the facts are in front of us, after eliminating all the wrong answers, no matter how ridiculous the last remaining possibility is, it must be the correct answer.

"Kel'thugad! You betrayed me?! Why! ”

The Icecrown Fortress echoed with Naozu's angry questioning, and Kelsegad, who was at the end of the team, sighed silently, and floated out with his feet to confront Arthas (Naozu).

"Why? Good question, but ......"

Kel'thugad asked rhetorically, "When did you start to have the illusion that I would be loyal to you?" The incompetent orc Shadowmoon Clan chief - Nao Zu. ”

"You!"

was broken by Kel'thugad in public, and Naozu was furious and a little weak at the same time.

"How do you know that name? Did Kilgardan tell you? Or is it the Dreadlord behind his back? ”

Neozu's soul essence was still slowly leaking out, and it would be more beneficial for Kel'thugad to delay time, and he didn't mind using words to distract Neozu here.

"Huh~" Kel'thugad sneered: "You might as well guess a little bolder, you won't forget what I said when I decided to join the Scourge Legion, right?" ”

"Since you old orc with a memory loss doesn't remember, I don't mind consolidating your memory."

"I said at the time that I joined the Scourge in order to pursue the path of truth that suits me best, hoping to gain more useful knowledge of the dead."

"Ask yourselves."

Kel'thugad pointed his white bone finger at Arthas...... Or rather, Naozu, who is hiding in Arthas's body.

"Over the years, have you given me any substantial knowledge other than painting flatbread and talking about him?"

"No, not at all!"

Kel'thugad sneered at Arthas, "Poor prince, have you not seen the true face of the so-called Lich King? ”

"Do you really think that he will take care of you and help you rebuild your kingdom of Lordaeron?"

"Innocent child, your sweet dream should have woken up a long time ago, touch your chest and think about it, what does Nao Zu want from you?"

"Shut up!"

After being exposed by his most trusted subordinates who had thought he had been perfecting the lie for many years, and began to rebel against his last hope in public, Nao Zu unexpectedly completely broke his defense.

He no longer made any disguise, forcibly controlled Arthas's body, which was struggling inside, and rushed towards Kel'thugad with a blue glittering frost sorrow.

"Want to kill your mouth? It's not that easy. ”

Kel'thugad, who had been prepared, launched a transposition teleportation and returned to the back of the team once again.

"Bell!"

As the only warrior in the squad, Solas Thorbain stepped forward and raised his sword to block Neozu's angry attack.

"Humph!"

Effortlessly relying on dexterity to bounce off Frost's sorrow, Solas complained contemptuously, "That's all the Lich King's fighting skills? My unsworn son holds a sword more firmly than yours! ”

"Drink!"

As soon as the greatsword broke out of contact with Frostmourn, Solas immediately slashed with a powerful backhand.

Neozu was only a stargazing shaman during his lifetime, and hand-to-hand combat was not his forte, and he was easily pushed back by Soras's counterattacks with both strength and skill.

If it weren't for Arthas's physical fitness, which was blessed by the Lich King's soul power, it would have been enough to knock Neozu, who was not good at melee combat, to the ground.

"Impossible!"

Neozu looked in amazement at the greatsword that was still intact in Soras's hand.

As the wielder of Frostmourn, he knew better than anyone how sharp this magic sword was, and it was impossible for an ordinary weapon to stop Frostmourn's full slash.

"Buzz!"

Solas vibrated the gorgeous greatsword in his hand vigorously: "Sdomka Slayer, the sword of the king used by Soladin the Great of the Arathor Empire, someone temporarily lent me an artifact-level weapon." ”

"The magic sword in your hand is indeed sharp, but ...... It's not enough to hurt Domka! ”

"Kick!"

Solas unleashed a heroic leap into the air, and with the force of his fall, he mercilessly cracked the greatsword in his hand.

"Stupid orcs who don't deserve their place! Hand over the Helm of Dominion and the Lich King's throne! That's not the treasure you should get your hands on! ”