Kel'Thuzad was dead.
This time, he was truly dead.
He had died at Rex's hands, something he had never dreamed would happen.
When items from the Warcraft System's world that Rex had sold were used against Rex himself, he had the authority to prohibit their use, rendering them useless on the spot.
It seemed absurdly powerful, but there was a simple explanation: Rex was the master of the Warcraft System.
Kel'Thuzad could never have anticipated that. However clever he was, it would never have occurred to him. This went beyond the bounds of intelligence; it was a matter of knowledge. Had Kel'Thuzad encountered anything of this sort before-not necessarily firsthand, but even just learned something about it-he would certainly have prepared for it in the end.
He was an exceptionally shrewd and intelligent man. Everything he did was carefully calculated. Even if he failed, he always left himself an escape route and would never willingly put himself in danger.
His preparations this time, for instance, had been more than thorough. The moment the situation turned unfavorable, Kel'Thuzad would choose to leave. With a Hearthstone, ordinary magic could not stop him. Surely he had tested the Hearthstone before using it, or he would not have been so confident this time.
But any further discussion now was pointless. Whatever anyone said...
No amount of words would change anything.
Kel'Thuzad was dead, and this time, resurrection was no longer possible. Having learned his lesson from Anub'arak, Rex acted with absolute decisiveness. After killing Kel'Thuzad, he did not pause for even a moment. Holy Light surged from his body, and a flame rose from the Ashbringer toward Kel'Thuzad's corpse. Holy fire began burning over him.
The golden flames burned relentlessly. The magnificent mage robes Kel'Thuzad wore were the first to suffer, consumed entirely by