"Arthas!"
Mograine's furious roar pierced the solidified Tranquility. He pulled out Holy Fire-Shining Sword from behind. The scorching Holy Light was like a Lightsaber piercing the heaven and earth at this moment, making everything around him seem to be ignited.
This character who has already stood at the top of Paladin, the power of this angry blow, made everyone look at him. This Holy Light with the will of Revenge, in terms of attack power alone, has already surpassed Order of Dick, and is more like the sharpest knife in the world of Azeroth Civilization.
Facing Light Blade, who was slashing towards the front door, Arthas took a step back, held the sword in both hands, and swung down, Forward Slash!
Black and blue light, eroded and frozen energy surged out from the blade, forming a curved blade that collided with the Light Blade without hesitation.
"Keng, Keng, Keng..."
The teeth of the giant beast are colliding, darkness and light are fighting, this battle has entered a fierce battle from the beginning, the next moment, Light Blade staggered, the golden and black energy Obliterate in the air, turned into dots Rain of Light falling from the sky, but this is just the beginning, Tirion Fordring followed closely behind, slashing out with another sword, but this time, the one who met was Bone Dragon next to Lich King. It raised its head, and the cold death Breath was blocked by Light Blade for a moment, and then sprayed towards the ground more and more crazily.
This is a villain. He doesn't care about the beings below at all. He simply... There are no weak people who come here this time.
"Arthas! Once you're here, don't even think about leaving!"
The Twin Swords in Varian's hands merged into one, and he jumped up from his seat, dragging Shalamayne backwards, like a Blood Red comet, and hit the top of Wyrmrest Temple. Lich King, his Rage protected his body and tore through the siege of death Breath. The sharp upper Old Gods sword circled in the air and slashed towards Arthas's head.
He looked at the body in front of him that had been occupied by darkness. It was once his best friend and his brother when he was a child, but now, the only thing left here was the only familiar body.
The anger was ignited again, and Blood Red's flame burned on Longsword, but at the moment Longsword fell, Arthas's left hand was raised, as well as the raised head, and those indifferent eyes flowing with Ice Blue color light,
"Varian, throw yourself into the trap!"
"Wow"
In addition to Wyrmrest Temple, the frantic Blizzard seemed to be manipulated by some kind of will, turning into a roaring Frost Dragon head, rushing towards Arthas from behind Varian was in mid-air, and the Anger struck by the latter broke the ice and snow Dragon with one blow, but what came oncoming was another black Greatsword.
The Skeleton on the hilt of the sword shines with blue light, as well as the Runes on the sword. When they light up, Frostmourne cuts down faster, like the soul-harvesting scythe swung by the god of death. The darkness surging behind the blade makes people shudder.
"Bang"
Varian, who sheathed his sword to block, flew back faster than before. Arthas's sharp blade seemed to be wrapped with something invisible. His armor had been pierced, and his Rage shield was also shattered. With just one blow, Varian, the top Warrior, was put at a disadvantage.
Arthas didn't even look at the falling Varian. He casually slashed out a sword. The black blade chased King in the air and smashed it down. However, in mid-air, he was swung by Red Dragon Queen. The scorching flames Obliterate and King carried by his hands stretched out in mid-air, and finally landed on the ground. He looked up at Arthas, who was like a god of death, with a trace of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
This guy... how strong is this guy?
"A bunch of whispering rats trying to challenge death?"
Arthas holds Frostmourne in front of him, Frost Queen Sindragosa's body passed through the decoration on the top floor of Wyrmrest Temple, spread its wings and flew into the hall, and got into a ball with Red Dragon Queen, who was rushing up. The powerful Blue Dragon, second only to Malygos, obtained a sharper death knife after death. At least in Wyrmrest Temple at this time, only the queen can fight it.
Lich King's cold and sarcastic voice resounded throughout the hall,
"I guess you are discussing how to kill me... I'm here! Come on, try to defeat me! Let me see, your "Courage"..."
"Arrogance!"
Kael'thas's figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already standing next to Arthas, with the burning Sunstrider's Pride beating in his hand, but he had not yet waited for the burning sword edge. Stabbing Arthas's body, another Teleportation light lit up in the air. Before the figure appeared, three scorching fireballs had already rushed towards Kael'thas.
The latter's expression changed. As a master of playing with fire, he could naturally appreciate the energy contained in the fireball, so he could only withdraw his sword and retreat. The next moment, four figures in black robes surrounded Kael'thas.
"Help!"
Tirion Fordring roared, turned over and jumped off the stand. A Green Dragon carried his body and rushed to the top of Wyrmrest Temple, followed by Mograine, Thrall, Magni, Varian, Saurfang, Almost all Hero participated, Archmage Rhonin and Jaina also rushed towards the large platform in the headspace while Teleportation was shining.
Of course, there are others faster than them!
"Ugh!"
At the moment when Korth'azz's Warhammer hit Kael'thas's body, the dazzling Lightning erupted on the top floor of the broken temple. The thick blue current rolled back and forth, mixed with the almost endless Holy Light, forcefully forcing the four raiders.
The golden flame and Lightning converged, and Dick appeared next to Kael'thas, leaning on Windfury. He looked through the four figures in front of him and saw Arthas, and Arthas was also looking at him.
Their eyes collided in the air, and there were even substantial sparks.
"Protect yourself!"
Dick moved his wrist, and the worn-out Aegis of Aggramar appeared on his right hand. He said something to Kael'thas, and the figure suddenly disappeared.
"Bang"
Windfury and Frostmourne collided together, the golden Holy Fire, Hymn and the black Deathfrost. The death knell sounded almost at the same time. The two people's weapons collided and stood face to face. Every moment, there was unimaginable energy surrounding both parties. Obliterate.
"Ha, Dick... You were supposed to be my most powerful Champion. Your darkness Storm will make the whole world tremble, but it's not too late. Come on, join me and conquer this weak world together!"
Arthas's voice was low and hoarse, just like the smell of death. He turned the hilt of his sword and slashed at Dick's neck with a merciless sword. It roared in, and the sword edge and Darkness Power were about to tear the sky apart. Aegis of Aggramar blocked it, and the hand holding the shield did not tremble at all. Paladin retaliated with a sword, and Holy Fire, who was overwhelmingly rushing past, was constantly being summoned by Lich King, Deathfrost Obliterate, could never penetrate his body.
The two people are inseparable from each other's vital points. The most strange thing is that despite this, the conversation between the two people still does not end.
Dick's eyes looked at those cold eyes,
"Then who are you? Arthas, or Lich King?"
"Is there a difference?"
The mixed sound of the cold wind passed into Dick's ears, and Paladin frowned.
"Of course there is a difference, it determines whether my sword will pierce your heart or your soul!"
"Hehehe"
"Bang"
The force of the heavy blow blocked by Aegis of Aggramar suddenly expanded nearly three times at this moment. Dick, who was caught off guard, was knocked back several meters by the blow, and his arm was sore. He looked at Lich King who was getting serious in front of him. The small half of the sky behind the latter was completely submerged by the surging darkness at this moment. Storm, the dead man stretched out his hand and hooked him,
"Come on! Give it a try!"
Paladin bared his teeth and moved his wrist. Six pairs of golden Wings of Light, Order Sigil and Blessing spells appeared on his body. The next moment, Lightning overflowed, and a crack was torn open in the dark sky.
On the other side, Holy Fire in the hand of Mograine Greatsword hit Death Knight in front of him again and again. Dathrohan defended silently and occasionally fought back. Tirion Fordring was engaged in a fatal fight with Korth'azz. The platform on the top of the temple was not very wide, so other battles were moved to the snowy fields further away.
The opponent of Saurfang is Death Knight Rivendare, who is defeated by Resurrection again. This guy is being forced to defend by the most powerful Orcs Warrior. The opponent of Varian is Blood Red. War Helm, the mysterious Death Knight wearing the Blood Red armor, holding the death War Axe, fought with Varian in a lively manner, and Thrall further away When fighting against the mysterious Lady Deathwhisper, the legal battle looks more gorgeous, but it is also more deadly. The roaring Elements and Shadow energy have completely cleared the surrounding snowfields. The battlefield on both sides is a deadly place that no one dares to break into.
The opponents of His Majesty Magni and His Majesty Daelin may not be stronger than them, but they are the most troublesome ones. Gatekeeper and Mal'Ganis of Icecrown Citadel Lord's huge Bones body determines the life and powerful power of the Cursed. Once left unchecked, it will definitely become the most troublesome trouble.
Kael'thas's battle is even crazier. Although he would rather fight Arthas with Dick, the guy in front of him forces him to use his full attention. Of course, there is also the irrepressible Anger.
Because his opponent is Dar'Khan... Traitor who almost destroyed Quel'Thalas!
Enemies are never scary, which makes Traitor even more hateful!
"Dar'Khan, I'm glad you are alive today."
Kael'thas's expression was extremely cold. Elemental Phoenix Oh Pang's huge figure brought up violent flames in the air that almost burned out the entire sky. The Sunstrider's Pride in his hand was aimed at the indifferent Dar'Khan.
"I'm very happy to have the opportunity to strangle you with my own hands! I won't miss it!"
Dar'Khan stretched out his hand to help his eyes. Although after becoming Undead, he had no need for this thing at all, he still retained his previous habit. His long bone-white hair was flying in the air. Facing Anger's Kael'thas, Dar'Khan's reaction was very calm.
"You're still as immature as ever, Prince Kael'thas... Oh, no, I should call you, Sun King!"
The green turbid Arcane Power was beating in the palm of his hand. He looked at Kael'thas and shrugged.
"Luck favored you once, but you and I both know that it cannot favor you forever, so..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Die!"
Kael'thas's Anger mixed with the flames rising into the sky and burned up all the wasteland, but the cold Storm has never been extinguished. Lich King has lost too many subordinates, so these few remaining ones were given more "Gift", which made them more difficult. Although they may not be the opponents of these Hero, if it is just delay, it is not a problem at all.
What's more, he may not be an opponent.
But the two powerful Mage, Rhonin and Jaina, are joining forces to fight against the most mysterious guy wearing the Black Hood robe. That guy is so powerful that it is shocking, whether it is Frost, flame, death and even the Cursed, he has them all at his fingertips. Every time, he can neutralize the attacks of two Mages in the blink of an eye, or even counterattack, no... no, no, he is not counterattacking, but attacking!
Rhonin and Jaina joined forces and fell into a disadvantage!
"Rhonin! Cover me!"
Jaina holds Staff in her hands, standing in the midst of the frantic Blizzard spinning rapidly around her, just like the real Frost Queen, like Blizzard who controls this world.
Rhonin heard his junior sister's call. He held the Staff in his hand with one hand, and suddenly waved his left hand forward. As the last syllable stopped, the vibrating magic formed a dozen Fist-sized fireballs around him, and then roared towards the mysterious black-robed Mage.
Regardless of the damage, this kind of barrage magic is just for cover, forcing the opposite Mage to defend.
But the opponent did not stop chanting magic as Rhonin imagined. He just tapped his withered fingers in the air, and a pale yellow light emerged. Another Black-Robed Figure who was exactly the same, but with a shadow-like body appeared next to him, and quickly put up a magic shield to help him block Rhonin's fireball barrage.
But this has exposed his identity!
In the entire world, in the entire Azeroth magic world, there is only one person who can use Time Magic like this...Rhonin was stunned on the spot.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish!"
Jaina's spell was also completed at this moment. There were hundreds of slender Ice Shard all over the sky. Under the leadership of Frost Flow who was the same as Frost Dragon, Like bullets fired, it shot at the black robe Mage from countless directions. It was also a barrage magic, but Ice in Flow of the First and Jaina With the support of Arcane Power, this kind of barrage has become deadly.
When Mage's figure was about to be pierced by countless ice hammers, the light yellow clock rotated behind his body. Finally, after Ice Shard dissipated, a new black-robed Mage appeared in place. His hood was pierced by Ice Shard, revealing the face under the hood.
Withered, emaciated, and infected by death, the robe on his body was as spotless as his memory, but his cold eyes were no longer as kind as before.
"Haha... Anna, Rhonin, you have indeed grown a lot and can protect what you want to protect... But unfortunately, we are now... enemies."