In the propaganda of the human kingdoms, this emperor has long been deified.

The memory of the Lich King dilutes Alsace's less than thirty years of life experience, but no matter whether he is the Lich King or Arthas, his distorted values ​​still believe that the army of the undead is the one who fights against the ancients. The only way out for God and the Burning Legion, he still thinks he is right, he is saving Azeroth, just like Stratholme back then.

Facing the Human Emperor's two-handed sword, he wondered if he would have the chance to meet that human ancestor, and if so, what would he say?

"Die!" This hesitation was caught by Vanessa, the flames around her exploded to the maximum, and the power of the Titan was running without any loss. In an instant, she broke through the blockade of the void, the flames were singing, and the earth was cheering , Stromkar. The elven magic inside the Warbreaker emitted a dazzling white light. Vanessa's attack was not fancy, the blade hit the middle directly, and pierced the Lich King's heart with a turbulent and abnormal flame.

It doesn't matter if it's hollow or not, it doesn't matter if it's a dream or not, when the Lich King disappeared in front of her eyes, she knew she had won, wasn't she the Lich King? It's nothing special!

Picking up the Silver Hand Warhammer and the Ashcandi Brotherhood Sword that had been broken in two on the ground, she shook her head again and again.

This king's sword seems to be completely broken, and it is another loss of property!

With the idea of ​​using waste, she inserted the broken sword into Yogga-Saron's jellyfish-like brain, and returned to the material world before the space channel was completely shattered.

The core was damaged, and Yogg-Saron's body began to wither, and soon turned into a mass between stone and jelly before the eyes of the guardian and Vanessa.

Vanessa was almost paralyzed from exhaustion, and the battle with the Lich King was not long, but the power of the Titan in her body was still reduced by 10% out of thin air.

She took two steps, looked at Yogg-Saron's body, and asked cautiously, "Is this guy dead?"

The four guardians were also severely injured, and their titan power was greatly consumed. Among them, Mimiron did not have a guardian body, and he had passed out from exhaustion at this time.

Thorim and Hodir were too tired to talk, only Freya replied: "That depends on how you define life and death. From your human point of view, Yogg-Saron is indeed dead, but if According to our opinion, he will be resurrected again."

"It's really troublesome!" She couldn't help but marvel at the tenacity of life forms like the ancient gods, but she felt calm after thinking about it.

Anyone who is made into a hot weapon like Miss Xalatas can live, not to mention Yogg-Saron! Vanessa nodded, indicating that she understood.

The Guardian is tired, Vanessa herself is not at ease, and Yogg-Saron has no spoils, at least not by her visual inspection.

The position that originally represented Yogg-Saron now only has a heavily petrified mouth.

She shook her head, it's a pity that High Overlord Saurfang didn't come.

If you get the mouth of Yogg-Saron, add the Eye of C'Thun and the dagger of Xal'atath, and then collect the Heart of Y'Shaarj and the tentacles of N'Zoth, you can eat them all, right? Will he be able to transform into Super King Saurfang?

Vanessa armed her brain with some outrageous ideas to relieve the intense discomfort that was suddenly released after the heavy pressure.

For her, this is a sage time, and what is needed now is rest.

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To the west of the Storm Peaks lies the Icecrown Glacier, where the undead army is entrenched.

This piece of land has been eroded to the limit by the undead before, even if the infusion of vitality is carried out immediately, it will be difficult to return to normal in a short time.

Lordaeron has been mobilizing for war, and a small half of the troops have already landed, and the soldiers are currently stationed in the Howling Fjord.

The Undead Legion will not sit still. After all, the number of 830,000 troops is very bluffing. Even if someone rapes and informs the Undead Army, few people really know the exact number. The army under the demon king is also mobilizing in a very efficient way.

Ghouls crawled out of their graves, vrykul undead warriors staggered into the army, giants like walking corpses emerged from the mountains, bone dragons slowly woke up, and a large number of psychics and death knights ran around , making final preparations for the decisive battle between the two sides.

The Lich King is still sitting on his throne, his strength has not fully recovered, Lordaeron's attack disrupted his battle deployment.

The sitting posture that was originally as quiet as ice suddenly shook slightly, and he let out a muffled grunt.

A burst of flames burst out of the unusually solid armor, and the empty chest seemed to have been punctured by an external force, with a hole pierced from front to back.

Three seconds later, the flame was extinguished. It seemed easy, but in fact he mobilized part of his original power, which made him weaker even after he had not recovered to his full strength, and his soul also followed the failure in the illusion. And part of it is permanently lost.

Thassarian was a death knight, and he was riding his death steed to patrol the Ebon Fortress Acherus. Obeying the Lich King's order, entering Lordaeron's army, killing the enemy or being killed, originally seemed to be his destiny.

But at a certain moment just now, he suddenly discovered something, his soul was free! I got rid of the control of the Lich King myself!

Forced to kill his mother, Thassarian hated the Lich King to the core, but he was powerless to resist. The other party controlled his mind and body, now? Now the shackles are gone and he is completely free!

As a veteran of the battlefield, he knows how dangerous his current situation is~lightnovelpub.net~ He continued to patrol quietly, secretly observing the changes in the undead army.

"you......"

"it's me......"

Even in the evening, the undead army is still rushing to build the flying fortress, they will not get tired, and they don't need to rest.

Thassarian managed to find a gap for patrolling, and met his friend in the shadows.

The blood elf ranger Kurdira Deathweaver has now become a death knight. The race of his life is meaningless in front of the dead. They are just a group of poor people who cannot survive or die.

The two had fought side by side several times, and their friendship was irreversible. Now they just looked at each other, and they understood each other's situation, and the other party also got rid of the control of the Lich King.

Thassarian has a blood feud against the Lich King who kills his mother, and has a very strong sense of resistance. Although Koldira was a blood elf ranger and not a mage before his death, blood elves know a little bit of magic no matter what their profession, and their mental power is relatively weak. Slightly taller than humans, the two of them were the first awakened death knights.