Arthas couldn't believe what Kiljadan did to make the powerful power he grabbed from Ner's snatch disappear in an instant? What's even more terrifying is that even the sadness of Frost has become extremely heavy now, as if even it was resisting its command?

This kind of thing has never happened! It's like... everything he has abandoned him at the same time.

"Hmph! The idiot is a idiot!"

"Listen, ridiculous little bug: I imprisoned Ner's soul in the ice and threw it to Azeroth. I gave him strength, and I created the throne of the ice and the helmet of domination... In fact, even the frost sorrow in your hand was forged by the Nasrezm clan, the fear king of our legion. I know it even more than you imagined..."

"However, what's even more ridiculous is..."

"Little bug, the power you plundered from Ner's lord has actually the power of my contract... And of course I can also deprive it of any time! So, what are you using to fight me?!"

This is actually a bit humid... In fact, it is absolutely impossible for Kiljadan to deprive him of any time, otherwise he would have done that before! Because he must at least be as close as he is now! And this is also the fundamental reason why Kiljadan needs to come here in person and be absolutely sure to clean up the other party in one move.

Everything the other party is proud of comes from his Kiljadan's alms, and the other party actually wants to defeat himself by relying on the things he gives. Isn't this funny or what is it?!

"Damn it! I will never forgive you!"

Even without the power of the Lich King, Alsace still rose up Yu Yong, relying solemnly on the brute force of his own Death Knight body, waved the sadness of frost, and rushed towards the enemy frantically again.

clang!

Feeling that the armor on his body and the magic sword in his hand became extremely heavy, he could only wield his weapons and launch a powerful and heavy slash at the opponent's calves... However, except for the futile explosion sound of metal collision, he did not achieve any results.

Bang!!

With another kick, Kiljadan kicked the opponent away again, and while letting his weapon take off, he also hit the ice on the ice throne hard. After making the opponent make a loud impact, he rolled down the platform again along the steps.

"ridiculous!"

"Little bug, do you naively think that this kind of gadget made by the Nasrezm clan can hurt me?"

Click!

After a crisp breaking sound, Alsace, who could hardly stand up, saw in horror: Kiljadan, who had just used two fingers to easily break his magic sword that had caused the entire Azeroth world to reach the fear. Even if he did not hesitate to destroy everything, the Frost Sadness that had to be pulled up with his own hands?!

"Now, may I ask this omnipotent Lich King, have you ever thought about how to die?!"

Then Kiljadan just threw the broken weapon on the platform casually, then grinned and possessed himself again, grabbing the other party's body and lifted it up. Then, after he reached out and pulled off the other party's helmet, and began to stare at the other party's pale dead face and withered white hair for the last time, he snorted again proudly.

Kiljadin was already thinking about what he should do torture the other party so that he could let the other party wail in pain and vent his hatred in his heart?

Rumble...

“Hmm?!”

Kiljadan, who was about to take action, suddenly heard a sound of a collision between the door in the west. Then, when he looked down at the bottom of the Ice Throne, he seemed to see only the last group of demons of the legion trying hard to push against a constantly trembling door.

It seems that the Azeroth coalition forces are now separated from them by the two doors in the distance? If so, then...

"Hmph! Kelthas, my loyal servant... Now, your enemy is here, do it?"

"But... I advise you to be more scrupulous!"

Kiljadan, a fraudster who was about to forcefully pinch the other party into meat pie and burn it to ashes with evil energy. When he saw Kelthas under his feet, who was staring at the enemy in his hand, he thought for a while and then took the seriously injured Althas to the other party, then took a step back with a wicked smile, indicating that the other party would take revenge and revenge.

He never stings with his subordinates who satisfy him! And this is his generosity!

"Thank you for your generosity, great master..."

He was stunned for a while. After reacting, Kelthas bowed respectfully first, then turned around quickly and looked at a big enemy who was lying on the ground and still trying to get up with a little hideous look.

"I can't imagine that Alsace Minaihill...you may never have thought that you will be today, right?"

Walking towards each other step by step, Kelthas remembered his past glorious devil kingdom, the magnificent Silver Moon City, bathed in the light of the sun well Yongge Forest, Qingfeng Village, Sun-Chasing Island, and... His father who died in battle and the entire Silver Moon Council...

Everything about his country was destroyed by the butcher in front of him...

"Hahaha...Kelthas! Ahem..."

"Do you think you won? No... I want to tell you that from beginning to end, you lost completely! The woman you like was taken away by me... Your country was also destroyed by me... Your countless tribesmen and your sun well were destroyed by me!"

"Although... I may have failed today... but I did not lose to you, you poor insect!"

Holding his broken body, Arthas stood up with a fierce smile and trembling trembling, and then looked at the same dead prince opposite him with a hideous look! As he said, even though Arthas was defeated now, he himself surpassed the other party in all aspects, all!

"Is that true? Then, accept the judgment of a high elf's soul..."

With a dark face, Kelthas instantly punched a large group of evil energy into the other party's chest. Under some kind of grief and anger, he even punched it hard, and then let the other party fall heavily to the broken Frost sadness.

"Ahem you"

Arthas was still struggling, a sword hilt that grabbed Duan Cheng two pieces of Frost sadness, trying to support his body, but... the gradually expanding evil energy in his chest was constantly devouring his twisted life.

"Hmph! Now, I will take this helmet of ruling!"

"Little bug, slowly enjoy the last time of fear! Your humble life is leaving you bit by bit. No one can save you now, hahahahaha."

Very satisfied with Kelsas's method of torture the enemy. Looking at Alsas, who was half-kneeling on the platform before the Ice Throne, with his short sword in his arms, his body was gradually eroded by evil energy and his soul would soon be swallowed up. After laughing, Kiljadan turned around and left with the remaining demons.

Now he has to leave! Because the coalition heroes of the Azeroth world are about to come here, and they have consumed a lot of power along the way. In addition, he has lost all the losses of the demon army, so he dare not ask someone to wait for others to surround him, so as not to accidentally capsize the ship in the gutter.

The platform of Frozen Throne, when the coalition forces attacked, the fraudster Kiljadin had already walked away and saw any shadows... He took away the helmet of the dominance that was originally worn on Arthas' head, leaving only a dying former Lich King Arthas and the Demon Sword Frost Sorrow that was easily broken by him...

"Why is this happening here? Wait! That person...he's Alsace?!"

The first person to lead the team to rush up was King Varian of the Storm Kingdom. Then, he saw the figure that made him a little familiar and unfamiliar.

Then, countless elite coalition warriors and generals rushed to the legendary frozen throne platform. Naturally, they began to look at the middle of the platform in astonishment. The Death Knight who was holding a broken sword with one hand and covering his chest with the other... No, it should be said that it was Lich King Arthas?

The heroes of Azeroth began to look at each other, and they didn't know what to do! After all, this existence they once hated was obviously almost dead now! This also shows that the conspiracy of the fraudster Kiljadan had succeeded, and they were still one step too late!

"Oh! It seems like you're ready to have a good show!"

Unreasonably pushed away the onlookers. Little Annie blinked and looked at a death knight who was kneeling in the middle of the platform with a broken sword. After confirming that the other party was a guy he hated at the beginning, she nodded, shook her head, then turned around, ran to the Ice Throne, sat directly on the cold throne, and began to watch the next good show with interest.

(…)

(Tibers no longer wants to complain about this heartless little master of his family, and he is too lazy to complain about anything. Let her go...)

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! He is almost dead now. You let us the queen say a few words to him first!"

Old Fordine, Moglani and Dassauhan, carrying the huge silver warhammer, began to push away the orcs, humans, dwarves, elves and Draenei, protecting their Queen Caria, and directly squeezed into the middle of the throne platform and stood in front of Alsace.

They let Carlia walk slowly to the other party alone, without protecting anything, because they could see that the person was indeed about to die and might be burned by evil energy to destroy both body and spirit, and never exist again!

"My brother in Alsace"

Whispering the other person's name gently, Kalia walked to the other person without any warning.

Although the other party did countless evil things and countless unforgivable evil things... But now, seeing the other party's current appearance, Carlia could only squat on the cold rock floor with red eyes, staring at the other party's pale, hideous and painful face.

"Ahem, are you rushing to see me?"

"My sister Carlia is right, I still failed, actually, I've been failing all the time."

“From Andorhal to Fireplace Valley from Stantholm to Northend I was always failing…I never succeeded in saving my people. When I could not summon the Holy Light, it was my first despair.”

"I naively thought that as long as there was strength, as long as there was strength, as long as there was strength... I could change everything, and I could save everything. So, I resolutely pulled up the sorrow of frost and came back with death... I swear to bring all people into the eternal kingdom of death because I firmly believe that I can rule the whole world."

"But my sister, you know, I failed again then"

After a pause, Arthas remembered his crushing defeat in Silver Moon City, his crushing defeat at Mount Hygar, and his crushing defeat at Lordaeron... It seems that he has been losing from beginning to end?

"Then……"

"When I put on the helmet of the rule, and when I win in the battle with the remnant souls of the Lich King Neozu, the endless power made me think...I should still have a chance."

"So, once again, I want to destroy all the enemies that blocked me...including you, including that Burning Legion"

"However, fate still made a big joke with me... I ended up... still failed."

"Ahem"

Just shook his shoulders so sadly, Alsace began to laugh a little lost.

"Alsace..."

"You actually don't need to do so much... You're too demanding on yourself..."

At this time, when Carlia wanted to lean forward and touch the thin face of the other party, Lao Fuding walked over in time and grabbed her trembling hand:

"Her Majesty, don't touch him, he is... very dangerous now"

Shaking her head firmly, Lao Fu Ding rejected the other party's balloon-like look. The other party would burn at any time. The queen was not very capable of protecting herself, so she could not touch her casually!

"Alsace"

"Fate is a mess... I didn't expect that when we meet again, this would be the case. You should have listened to our advice at the beginning."

At this time, the Frost Master Gianna Prodmore also walked out gently and came to Alsace, looking at the other party's fate with some resentment.

Once... the other party was a handsome blonde prince, and once... she also expected that the other party could make herself his queen... However, now, everything in the past has disappeared...

"Gianna, maybe, you're right"

"I... maybe I really shouldn't have taken action against Stantholm, but that was my fate, even if I retreated, I couldn't escape. They would still use various methods to force me to submit."

"After no power, I'll just an ant, and finally I can't control my own destiny..."

After staring at the still beautiful figure for a while, Alsace was stunned for a while, and then shook his head firmly.

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at a little girl. The other party seemed to be stronger than before. If Arthas could have that talent, and the power that could match Kiljadan and Archimid... where would he reach this point again?

After all, it was the weak fault, so what he did was not wrong...
To be continued...