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" Uther, in what capacity are you speaking to me? My teacher? Grand Master of the Order of the Silver Hand? But I remember the Order of the Silver Hand have been disbanded! You, who have been convicted of treason, speak to the Crown Prince of Lordaeron like this?" Arthas trembled slightly, then let out a cold laugh.
Uther laughed, a bitter laugh that was genuine, "You really think you can dismantle it all by yourself? I only heed the call of the Holy Light. You were the same, I mean before. But now, you're no longer Paladin!"
"I am Death Knight. Paladin? Too weak, such childish and laughable power, I don't need it! Uther, are you here to greet me? Then kneel down! How dare you reprimand the future king? Is this the code of Paladin?" Arthas snorted, his whole body exuding an aura as imposing as a dark cloud pressing down on a city.
This aura was terrifying, something no ordinary person could possess. It spread out and covered the surrounding area for dozens of meters. The well-trained griffins seemed to have seen an incredibly terrifying demon king, and they completely disobeyed the knights' control, running around in all directions.
Even when facing dozens or hundreds of red dragons back then, they never did this!
Because what they are facing now is an existence many times more terrifying than the Red Dragon, a Legendary being capable of resurrecting the Frost Wyrm single-handedly!
"Hmph! How can someone who has defied the Way of the Holy Light be worthy of being the King of Lordaeron? Boy, what are you doing back here? Go back to Northrend!" Uther roared, and the brilliant Holy Light energy instantly swept across the entire sky, the soft light enveloping all the griffons and the Dwarves on their backs, driving away evil.
This Legendary Paladin, over sixty years old, actually fought against Arthas single-handedly, and even showed signs of gaining the upper hand!
"You want to destroy Lordaeron? With me here, it's impossible!" Uther raised his warhammer. " Arthas! Where is your warhammer? Where is the Might of Menethil? Where is that Paladin's weapon, the weapon of honor? Where have you thrown it? It's the finest Paladin weapon! A masterpiece of the Ironforge Dwarves! I infused it with Holy Light!"
" The Might of Menethil? That broken hammer? What a pity, even the best Paladin weapon is nothing more than this. I have something better!" Arthas drew Frostmourne in a backhand motion, the tip pointing directly at Uther: " Uther! I will not destroy Lordaeron, I have come to save Lordaeron! To save my father! He is too tired, he deserves to rest. Lordaeron is mine! Under my rule, Lordaeron will become an eternal kingdom! The master of all Azeroth!"
boom!
An indescribable evil power instantly shattered Uther's Holy Light energy; the power of Frostmourne is beyond the imagination of ordinary people!
It is the masterpiece of the Dreadlord, a legend beyond the ordinary, a legend among legends, sealing within it power at least at the High-tier Legendary level. Now, it has been infused with a portion of the Lich King Ner'zhul's power, and its true power is probably close to that of Demigod!
How can Uther possibly withstand this?
The griffin was forced to rise higher, dodging Arthas's sword. Uther's face flushed red; he had actually been wounded by the sword!
Fortunately, at the crucial moment, Jaina created a magical barrier, blocking the attack for a brief instant.
However, it only lasted for a moment.
Even the Legendary mage Antonidas couldn't withstand Arthas's sword, let alone Jaina, who was just Archmage? Besides, Jaina wasn't particularly skilled in defensive spells.
" Arthas! You've gone mad! Uther is your teacher!" Jaina heard the madness in Arthas's words. "You actually want to kill your father! Devastation your country! Turn everyone into the Undead!"
"Heh, Jaina, you're still as clever as ever." Arthas sensed Frostmourne and soul-devouring desire, a desire that also affected him. "I originally intended to go to Lordaeron in the name of the prince's triumphant return..."
"Let my father rest in peace. Now that you've discovered him, let it begin with you! Jaina, come with me, let's embrace eternity together!" "Dream on!" Jaina cried.
The griffons began to soar higher, first avoiding Arthas's energy field, then returning to Lordaeron to rally everyone against evil! Arthas was too terrifying; their strength alone was no match for Arthas!
Right at this moment!
Suddenly, a colossal, terrifying presence appeared in the sky above all the griffins!
The next moment, this terrifying entity rushed into the griffin, and its sharp claws pierced the heart of one of the griffins. Unimaginable evil energy instantly Devastation the griffin, taking its life and turning it into a dried-up corpse!
Then, it let out a Psychic Scream, and everyone and everything, including Uther and Jaina, felt dizzy and terrified. Uther and Jaina were able to resist this terrifying psychological fear, but the others could not, and the gryphons they rode were even less able to resist it!
It was just one attack. Countless griffins fled in panic. Some that were too close collided with other griffins and fell to the ground, along with the Dwarves knights on their backs!
The terrifying being pointed, and several griffins instantly fell into a deep sleep, plummeting from the sky. The Dwarves sitting atop them cursed and pounded, but it was utterly useless!
In just a few seconds, at least twenty Gryphon Rider plummeted, then plunged into the sea in the next few seconds!
Only then did Uther and Jaina finally see their enemy clearly.
Its bluish-gray skin was like a moving stone, its bald skull had two horns that curved forward, and a pair of strong bat-like membranous wings stretched out behind it, like a living shadow.
Its legs were bent forward, ending in a pair of hooves. Sharp spikes extended from its metal leg guards, which were decorated with hideous bone and skull patterns. The green light emanating from its eyes illuminated its bare, sharp teeth, revealing an arrogant, mocking smile.
The terrifying energy emanating from it was far stronger than Uther's, and even stronger than Arthas and the Frostmourne on his back. It was a power beyond Legendary, a power that was simply impossible to resist!
" Dreadlord!" Jaina felt herself trembling. An image that only existed in the forbidden library of Dalaran had appeared before her, filling her with terror.
What kind of powerful being could instill fear in a Archmage?
Every Dreadlord is a true Legendary, but the one before us is clearly even more terrifying than the Dreadlord " Kathra'natir " recorded in the annals.
Jaina's voice trembled. " Mal'Ganis! It's you!"
"No, no, I'm not that trash Mal'Ganis, I'm Tichondrius, the most powerful Dreadlord! Dreadlord? I don't like that title. Remember my race name: Nathrezim!" Tichondrius didn't stop, and while speaking, he killed two more Gryphon Rider.
" Jaina! Teleport!" Uther shouted, sensing an irresistible force. He knew that escaping with the gryphon was impossible; the opponent's flight speed was even faster!
In fact, as long as Tichondrius is around, these griffins have no chance of escaping!
If he hadn't used Holy Light energy to resist, the griffin he rode would have fled in terror long ago!
Tichondrius was too powerful. He had never seen such a terrifying being in his entire life. Even the Legendary Orcs heroes of World War II were not as powerful as it was. It was an insurmountable power!
Uther gritted his teeth, swung his warhammer, and attacked Tichondrius.
"You're not bad, Paladin. But you're too weak in front of me!" Tichondrius easily blocked Uther's attack.
Dreadlord are known for their cunning and mind manipulation, but that doesn't mean they're weak in combat. In fact, Dreadlord are incredibly powerful, having slain countless Night Elf and dragons War of the Ancients!
In just a few seconds of attack, Uther was injured, seriously injured!
Fortunately, Jaina's Teleport were indeed quite good. Although she couldn't take too many people with her, she could at least take Uther, Lord Korth'azz, and the few Gryphon Rider around him.
This is the limit!
In the face of Tichondrius, in the face of Arthas, amidst the rampant evil and death energy, it was already quite an achievement to be able to take away even a few people!
However, at the last moment, a hand swept across the sky and pulled Lord Korth'azz out!
"No!"