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The aftermath of the Frostmourne's anger that just broke out has not yet dissipated. The purple Soul Storm is still raging on the edge of the throne. The icicles that pierced the surface of the ice were completely destroyed in this crazy wave of explosions. Also destroyed were the Vrykul summoned by Arthas. Necromancer, they were sealed into icicles in the violent explosion of Ice energy, and then shattered into powder by the ensuing soul explosion.
Ice Blue-colored Halo is accompanied by the flying powder, making the entire quiet Frozen Throne become extremely gorgeous. This should be the darkest gathering place, but it is the entire Icecrown Glacier is the only place where Starry Sky can be seen, so the starlight and Ice Blue-colored Halo are intertwined, which makes the most cruel place in the world have such a trace of human touch.
Arthas is holding the Ice Blue-colored Runeblade with both hands. Below Helm of Domination, there is still a touch of surprise and disbelief in the eyes. Opposite him, under the five ice fronts, his opponents are safe and sound under the crazy riot that can tear away anyone's soul.
Uther shook his body. On the surface of his body, the special layer of Red Light was shattered. The same situation happened to others. Behind them, Shadow Hunter looked as pale as paper. Vol'jin stopped the ancient Troll Battle Dance, Loa's power faded from his body, and even a touch of dazzling blood oozed from the mouth of the old Troll.
In front of him, Dick was half-kneeling on the ground, and Aegis of Aggramar was blocked by him. Just now, it was because of the existence of this shield that it was possible to ensure that Vol'jin, the only one who was not protected by the ancient and mysterious "Voodoo" magic, would not die in the explosion of energy.
Aegis of Aggramar represents the defensive Rules. Although Dick cannot fully mobilize it, its body alone cannot be destroyed by Arthas. After all, this is the real Artifact inherited from Titans Aggramar.
As for "Voodoo", this is the mysterious Troll Deity Loa bestows the ultimate skill on Shadow Hunters. Through the mysterious Voodoo technique, it guides the power of Loa to descend on the caster's allies. While Voodoo is in effect, the protected person will be immune to evil!
In various senses, Invincible...Vol'jin used this move to fight Thrall and Saurfang against Nightmare Tyrant, which was not weaker than Arthas at all.
But Vol'jin's body, which can only stand up by leaning on Wooden War Spear, also represents the exit of Combat Strength.
In fact, to be able to preserve the existence of so many Champions despite the complete outbreak of Frostmourne's anger, Vol'jin, the Killer trump card that Dick named, has fully played its due role.
"Protect yourself!"
Dick said something to Vol'jin behind him, and his body turned into a stream of light. The Shield of Aggramar and Frostmourne collided together again. Behind him, Velen's Holy Light spell had lit up, which just right healed Dick's slightly tired body. After Vol'jin lost his fighting power, Uther had to take on the responsibility of attacking the ice mountain. Fortunately, the anger of Frostmourne just now also helped everyone to a certain extent.
The five thick icicles had been weakened a lot by the burst of energy. During the collision between Dick and Arthas, the first pillar collapsed under a heavy slash from Mograine. Paladin almost immediately felt the light force coming from the shield, and Arthas's roar also resounded through the throne at this moment.
"Do you really want to die?"
"I'll help you!"
Lich King forced Paladin back with a sword, Runeblade was flying, and four Frost Walls exuding cold air rose up around his body, blocking Dick from the wall. This could not stop Paladin, Warhammer hit Frost Wall with brilliant Holy Light and huge force, and large pieces of ice shattered, but Lich King only needed these few seconds, Frostmourne was lifted high by him,
The next moment, howling cold wind and swirling snowflakes at least 10 times thicker rose from the ground where Arthas was standing, spinning rapidly around him, and in an instant turned into Giant Hurricane that enveloped the entire Frozen Throne. "The Ice power of Northlands roared and drowned these ants!"
The temperature was as low as the extreme. The power of Ice controlled by Arthas completely exploded at this moment, and even forced back the charging Dick. Lich King laughed wildly and stretched out his left hand. Death Grip's Magic Circle appeared at his feet, carrying the filthy Energy Lock chain and pounced on the people who were still destroying the remaining four icicles. Mograine and Tirion Fordring turned back at the same time, creating two staggered x-shaped Saint Lightsaber, chopping up the filthy energy.
Arthas didn't take it seriously. He grinned and held Runeblade backwards. Darkness Power spread all over Frozen Throne under his feet. As Runeblade penetrated Permafrost under his feet, the edge of the entire throne began to collapse rapidly under this blow. The ground was shaking and the throne was about to collapse!
"No one can defeat me! No one can defeat death!"
This vibration did not affect Lich King. The Runeblade in his hand waved forward. Each sword would bring out thick sword shadows in the air. Dick held up Aegis of Aggramar, constantly retreating under this abnormal and huge collision, dozens of Frost Orb mixed in the cold wind, this insidious attack came from the sky towards everyone, Vol'jin could not dodge. was hit by a Ice Autumn, and then the huge force exploded, knocking Shadow Hunter away, falling towards the outside of the platform, and jumped out again. Saurfang grabbed the wooden spear in his hand, and most of Saurfang's body flew out of the platform, and was forcefully caught back by Uther with Death Grip.
If you fall from this height, you will die!
The collapse of the ground continued. At this most critical moment, Tirion Fordring roared wildly, and the Shadowmourne in his hand exploded into purple Halo. The Myriad Forms that was turned on again hit the scarred icicle in front of him without any difference. Finally, the second ice peak broke.
Arthas's power was once again weakened by 20%. Dick used a shield to block Frostmourne's slash for the first time, and was never knocked away again!
Everyone sees hope!
"Go and help them! Velen, I can hold on! Brothers! Give it a last try! Cut off one more pillar and we will win!"
Dick shouted behind him, the wings behind him flapped again, and his whole body turned into golden lightning and rushed into the Ice Blue-colored hurricane. The old Priest ran forward a few steps, and the thick Holy Light poured into the cracking ground under his feet, forcibly creating a platform for everyone to stand on.
All battles and all grudges have reached their final climax at this moment!
With the combined power of everyone, there is no need to cut down five peaks. The most important thing is that there are people on the other side who are sealing Forge of Souls. Everyone knows this, so just like Dick said, just cut off one more pillar, Frostmourne The power given to Arthas by E and Forge of Souls will be completely wiped out. At that time, facing the most powerful people in the world, Lich King will only end up drinking in hatred.
But Dick was not the only one who understood this. In this situation, Arthas obviously also used the method of suppressing the bottom of the box. He roared loudly towards the sky surrounded by hurricanes on all sides,
"Val'kyr, come and help your master! I order you! Kill them!"
The next moment, Light and Shadow flashed in the dark sky, 8 white Gate of Light opened in the sky, and then there were 8 female figures whose whole bodies were composed of ghostly white light. They were wearing silver armor, with Wings behind them, holding white War Spear, and they looked like the maids of Deity.
This is the real Killer weapon next to Arthas. Val'kyr, who can collect souls and transport souls, and soul Emissary, can obtain these legendary creatures. It has been proved that Arthas and the fallen Helya have some kind of secret connection. This kind of soul can travel to and from Mortal World and Shadowlands, the special Necromancer creatures also have powerful power. The moment they saw these figures appear, whether they were struggling with Holy Light to fight against the corrosive death and cold Velen in the air all the time, or Warrior who were destroying icicles, everyone's faces showed surprise.
Arthas actually hides such power!
But just when the eight Val'kyr appeared, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Dick's mouth at this moment. This smile was captured by Arthas. Lich King's heart sank, and he heard the voice of Dick spread across the sky amidst the roar of Storm.
"Shadowlands's Val'kyr! Whose orders do you follow, me or him?"
8 figures that flew down quickly and with endless momentum suddenly stopped at this moment, like a pack of wolves meeting a tiger, like a predator meeting a more powerful Hunter. Arthas's eyes widened at this moment, and the sound of Dick's victory sounded again,
"In the name of High Guardians, I order you! Attack my opponent!"
But no!
These eight Val'kyr did not obey the orders of Dick. They just flapped their wings and stayed in place, neither advancing nor retreating. They seemed to be struggling!
"We... cannot... attack! Helya... order..."
"Hahahaha!"
Arthas flew up with a sword and knocked the shield in Dick's hand outwards. His whole body's momentum was once again strong, and he no longer focused on attacking the guys who were destroying the ice peak. He seemed to have made up his mind to keep Dick here. Here, Paladin used the Warhammer in his hand to fight hard against the soul-blessed Arthas, constantly retreating. Behind him without noticing, in the blind spot of his sight, a group of Frost Orb was quietly forming.
"It's amazing, Dick! You can actually bypass the Amulet that Helya gave me and command Val'kyr... Even in this case, even if I raised you to the level that deserves the most attention, I still find that I underestimated you!"
"Bang"
"But I won't make this mistake again... I won't look down on you again!"
Frostmourne's sharp blade, wrapped in darkness and Ice Blue color, with unshakable power, grazed Dick's right arm, and then withdrew it again, pulling him away The blocked Warhammer flew to the side, and Dick's arms rotated to put the heavy shield in front of him, but the next moment, his right foot came into contact with Frost Orb behind him.
"Bang"
The small ice ball exploded, and the cold energy rushed in all directions. Dick staggered and stabilized his body, but his defensive movements were a little slower.
At this moment, Lich King roared and rushed forward, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands. The dark energy formed a crazy vortex behind him. In the eyes of Dick Anger, the sword blade penetrated his shield, and then pierced his... abdomen.
"Poof"
The hot blood splashed, and the blood with golden fluorescence had already turned into drop-shaped ice cubes before it hit the ground, clattering to the ground.
"No! Dick!"
"Asshole! Let him go!"
"Velen... Leave us alone, go save him! Quick!"
Fragments's blood and internal organs were splashed on the ground of Permafrost. The exclamations of his companions and the cold voices of Arthas also sounded in Paladin's ears.
"Go and die quietly, Dick... I really... really... have had enough of you!"
Anveena, who was fighting against the endless stream of Undead rushing in from the platform below, screamed and turned into golden light and returned to Dick's body., desperately encouraging Holy Light to treat him. At the moment when she was facing death, Sunwell Spirit, who was usually venomous, finally revealed her truest feelings. She shouted in fear,
"Don't die! Idiot, don't go, don't leave me alone! Don't die... please..."
When Lich King tilted the sword blade, preparing to completely cut Paladin into two pieces, Dick's hands tightly grasped Frostmourne's sword blade. The edge cut into his right hand, blood dripped again, and a voice sounded in his heart. It was Liadrin's voice. She was telling him... the time has come!
"Ahem...Forge of Souls... is sealed!"
Paladin held the blade with both hands with difficulty. He looked at Arthas and whispered, like some kind of Judgment, "You... have no way to escape!"
"What stupid words are you talking about...Antonidas will not be defeated by a few rookies, you are already crazy, go to hell!"
Arthas sneered and exerted force with both hands. Paladin's abdomen was slowly cut open, but just 1 second later, a weakness appeared in his body, just like what Dick said... Forge of Souls, at this moment, was sealed!
The soul blessing failed... his power was expelled!
Arthas noticed this, and punched Dick's head crazily, knocking Paladin, who could not fight back, to the ground. He then raised the blade high, and the blade shining with deadly light was facing Dick's head. Arthas's eyes were shining with the last crazy look.
"So what! Just kill you! The winner is still me!"
"Anveena... don't cry... let us... try again... remember that time Shadowlands? Try it again... my life is in your hands..."
Arthas's sword blade fell, Saurfang's figure jumped in the air, Death Grip of Uther was about to fall behind Arthas, and Shadowmourne 0 The holy Lightsaber blades of and Ashbringer, and even Velen threw out a ball of Holy Fire and Sacred Protection, but it was too late, there was no time.
Dick... seems to be dead.
But is this really the case? Did the Guardians, maintainer, Judgmental, Judgment of Order really die like this?
No... of course not... this is not the ending he deserves!
"Boom"
At this moment, Silver Light, who was shining in the sky, knocked away Arthas who was caught off guard. The entire battered Frozen Throne ushered in the second shock at this moment. The movement was more violent and crazy than the first time. Whether it was the blade of Frostmourne, Holy Light, death, or anger, they were all completely excluded by the indifferent silver light at this moment.
Hymn is no longer flying, but bells... The bells of Judgment seem to herald the arrival of the real Bigwigs, a powerful, great, extraordinary creature... coming to this world again.
Arthas climbed up from the ground in embarrassment. He used Frostmourne to support his body, but the moment he raised his head, Arthas froze in place.
"What the hell! What the hell! What the hell!"
In front of him, in front of everyone, was a gorgeously dressed Silver Armor, with a fist armor on his left hand, and White Hood covered with Holiness on his head. There were six streaks of Light and Shadow on his back that were beating quickly like spider threads, drawing a dazzling Light and Shadow in the air. The mysterious creature appeared. His body seemed to be suspended in the air, and the toe of his left foot was slightly touching the ground. Under the fist armor of his left hand, the silver Fire of Justice had never shone so crazily... It was like a real Sword of Order, not a Warhammer.
He was holding Aegis of Aggramar in his right hand. When he raised his head, all Arthas saw was the darkness under the hood.
This is a sacred and cold, powerful and strange creature... Even the well-informed old Priest Velen, who has lived for 2,500 years, has never seen such a creature.
The entire battlefield became silent, except for the sound of the cold wind blowing through the throne. After a few seconds, the creature slowly spoke, its voice emotionless, like a dull metallic sound.
"I... am Order!"
"Are you ready to accept Judgment?"