This was the sign that the Calamity Storm was about to descend, and the signature forbidden spell of the world-shaking Tomb God Emperor. Once unleashed, it left death without life. Calamity descended!
"The Tomb God Emperor's-Ner'zhul's-Calamity Storm. So he really was the first to strike... sounding the horn of war!"
The moment that aura of disaster appeared, Arthas's face darkened, and he was the first to speak through gritted teeth. Clearly, his hatred for Ner'zhul ran deep.
Strictly speaking, Arthas and Ner'zhul shared a profound connection. Calling them master and disciple would not have been an exaggeration, yet a blood feud also lay between them. Ner'zhul had been the First Lich King and commander of the Calamity Legion. Later, to achieve some purpose of his own, he had tempted Arthas, originally a paladin and prince of the Lordaeron Kingdom, and transformed him into a Lich King. He had also taught him the world-shaking Calamity Divine Ability, but the Lordaeron Kingdom had fallen as a result. Only a handful of top heroes, including Jaina, Uther, and Muradin, had returned to life as destiny demanded. Everyone else had perished, including Arthas's parents and kin. The depth of their hatred was easy to imagine!
In truth, put plainly, Ner'zhul's methods closely resembled the demonic path's way of nurturing successors. Ordinary people could neither understand nor explain them, but to those on the demonic path, they were everyday fare. There was no shortage of masters who exterminated their disciples' families, stripping them of affection and humanity so they could devote themselves to pursuing the Great Dao!
The three thousand Great Daos each had their own distinctive character! The Dao itself had no righteousness or evil, goodness or wickedness. Everything depended on one's character, position, and perspective!
Atlas gazed at the vast enemy army outside