Chapter 1106 Father and Son Bureau (Mist)

   "Bah!" Lao Taizi's anger was ignored.

  Everyone knows that Lao Taizi is determined to hit the street.

   At this point, the Lordaeron Incident that has lasted for many years will also come to a perfect end.

   At this time, Arthas is not talking about his father's throne at all, but is showing his intention to abdicate to all the alliance bosses!

   This is a bit of an internal taste.

   The situation has developed to this point, and it has nothing to do with debate or the overall situation.

   All that's left is the final blow.

   "McDonald's! You beast who instigated my son-"

   He was about to split, incompetent and furious, and acted in shame and anger.

   raised [Frostmourne] high, and swung a sword that was quite shocking in theory, but McDonald's still stood there, not moving a finger...

   "Duang!"

Arthas held up [Sulfuras * Hand of Ragnaros], which was not inferior to [Frostmourne], and blocked in front of McDonald, and gave his father a no-frills duel. .

On the    side, is the overflowing flame element that is violent like a volcanic eruption.

On the    side, is the frost element that is as cold as a frozen prison.

  Two completely different forces suddenly clashed in the middle of the platform.

The flickering glow of the    element made it so bright that others could hardly see the figure inside. The strong elemental shock easily destroyed the hard ice layer under the two of them. The huge ice fragments that splashed each had the power of the 85mm main gun of the T-34 tank.

Several fields the size of basketball courts screamed and groaned in the torn fire and ice. The clash of ice and fire produced a strange scene, or high-temperature steam, or hail swaying in the air, rushing in all directions. .

The shock spreads further along the ground, causing contiguous collapse, and the cold ice surface is like a broken wave layer upon layer, as if this is not a solid ice cast at absolute zero, but a piece of ice shaved. smoothie.

   "Tudoo!" Countless ice cubes flew over, but when they arrived at McDonald's, they were refracted at a wonderful angle.

  The Sword of the Wind Chaser is like a tower shield, quietly inserted on the ground. The wind element swaying on the edge of the sword eliminated all disturbances.

   McDonald turned his head slightly to look at Kalia behind him: "Are you afraid? If you are afraid, you can step back."

   Kalia pursed her lips, stretched out her left hand, and twisted the back of the McDonald's leather armor, a bit like a kindergartener crossing the road. She seemed to want to seek comfort from McDonald, but she was afraid that it would affect McDonald.

  Unexpectedly, McDonald's folded his arms around his chest, looking confident. In stark contrast to Liadrin, Valeera, and Maiev, who were guarding nervously beside her.

  No, it should be said that there are more than a dozen Stratholme heroes gathered around him. Even if Lao Taizi is really free, he will not kill him immediately!

   McDonald sighed softly: "Kalia, even if you don't have confidence in your brother, believe in me who believes in Arthas!"

   Kalia was stunned for a moment, then she was not nervous, she smiled apologetically, and nodded slightly.

  If it is full, and Terenas, who is backed by the elements accumulated by the entire Frozen Throne, McDonald's really dare not let the two fools fight.

   Maybe, the original Lich King was born.

   However, Lao Taizi, who was bombarded by the main cannon of Dalaran and smashed into the Frozen Throne by [Starfall], cost Lao Wu another round.

  The two fools can't win this fight, they can really die.

   As the only orthodox descendant of Ai Xing who did everything possible to slash the boss and the word [steady] before the fight, he always believed that [steady] is the king.

  Otherwise, he could have brought people over to Northrend long ago, and he would have to go up to the wool.

   McDonald snapped his fingers and pointed at several female archer heroes. The Windrunner sisters and Tyrande immediately understood and ran to join the siege against Sindragosa.

  This side... well, let's just say a joke - with an artifact of the same level, the young and strong Arthas can't beat his father.

  Poof!

  This joke is so outrageous that McDonald's just imagined it and wanted to laugh out loud on the spot.

   "I am a professional...I am a professional..."

   The middle of the field was a 'fair' contest!

Arthas, who had just flashed a slash from [Frostmourne] with agility, flashed a translation to his father's flank, flames burst out on the Balrog Hammer, and the large fireball he spewed hit his father's left shoulder and exploded into the sky. .

The    Pauldrons melted half at a speed visible to the naked eye.

   The elemental damage of the artifact cannot be blocked by armor below the **** level. The defensive power of the epic armors on both sides is actually no different from a piece of tissue paper in front of the artifact.

   At this time, the armor became a burden, and factors such as agile footsteps and reflexes became the key.

   The current Lich King let out a painful whimper and swung his sword to force Arthas away, while spraying out frost elements, neutralizing the blazing flame elements on his shoulders.

   He staggered back a full ten meters to stabilize his body.

   Of course, Alsace was not having a good time.

   "Ouch!" A burst of nausea rushed to his throat, and he retched on the spot.

   Terrible Scourge Plague!

   Just the next second, a sturdy holy light poured down his head, driving away most of the negative state of his body.

   "Huh! The alliance is so 'fair'!" Terenas's face froze, and he glared at McDonald's.

"Haha! Don't tell me, Your Majesty Terenas, you have been a soldier all your life, and you suddenly awakened in your 60s to learn Plague Sorcery and Frost Magic!" McDonald replied unceremoniously, turning his head: "Arthas, say hello to the Ner'zhul soul in him for me!"

  Mike said, everyone suddenly realized that this is not a father-son situation at all.

   This is the fusion of two Lich Kings.

   Arthas got the chance to duel purely by virtue of his identity.

  Once the momentum is not right, it is time for the righteous gang fight.

"Humph!"

   Terenas snorted coldly without arguing. Instead, he had the upper hand and would also play gang fights.

   Now he is still fighting against beasts, that is his last restraint as a king.

  Since using the dark plague magic will interfere, then just use the seemingly fair frost magic.

   Another ball of cold ice rubbed Arthas' left flank and flew out, and the extremely cold air blasted Sagunar, who had just been unable to dodge, with a surging frost shock wave. The poor warrior hero under Kaizi fought several somersaults, crossed a pothole, and was finally stopped by the wreckage of a Gundam lying on the ground.

   Unfortunately, no one cares about what happened to him.

   The protagonists of the battle are only Menethil and his son.

   In the clash of ice and fire, the father and son roared through the sky.

   "Arthas, you can't beat me! I taught you all your swordsmanship!"

   "Oh? Is that so? Sure enough, death knights are good! Even if my hands are interrupted, I can still speak hard!"

   (end of this chapter)