Marvel's Humanoid Magic Weapon

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible sword light shot out, instantly colliding with Frostmourne that Arthas had chopped down.

Frostmourne stagnated, and Arthas felt that a corner in his heart seemed to collapse, and a confused emotion rose from the depths of his soul.

What was supposed to be an earth-shattering collision, to everyone's surprise, turned out to be silent.

I saw that the sword light penetrated Alsace's Frostmourne demonic sword without any obstruction, flew into the sky, and penetrated into the death vortex formed by the death sword light.

The violently churning death vortex suddenly stopped, and then shattered into pieces under the shock of a huge force, and the sky became clear.

The long-lost sunlight fell, reflecting the shattered sword mark that shattered the space. It was extremely conspicuous and dazzling, shocking all living things.

Arthas froze on the spot, and the Frostmourne magic sword he held suddenly made a clicking sound.

The subtle sound of metal breaking, in the middle of the battlefield where a needle could be heard, actually sounded like thunder, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

I saw a small linear sword mark appearing on the Frostmourne Demonic Sword. The next moment, the Frostmourne Demonic Sword was weakly broken into two pieces, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground.

"This is impossible! Why is this happening?! This is impossible……"Alsace's expression was frozen and his tone was somber that he almost thought he was in a dream.

This is Frostmourne. It possesses the power of the Lich King and can steal souls. How could it be cut off by a mere sword light?

Doesn't that mean that if the enemy in front of you is willing, you can kill yourself on the spot at any time?

The magic sword broke and its power gradually drained away, making Arthas almost unsteady on his feet.

Fang Tian ignored the stunned Alsace and reached out to summon the half of Frostmourne's sword blade from the ground. The power of the world wrapped around the sword blade.

This is a good thing. The blade of Frostmourne is condensed from the power of the soul. Even if it is broken, it can be restored by absorbing the power of the soul.

From the outbreak of the undead natural disaster to now, this half of Frostmourne's sword contains hundreds of thousands or even more souls. After refining so many souls, there will definitely be no less than thirty demigods. mana

‘It seems that it is indeed correct to let Arthas go free. If he had been surrounded and killed at that time, he would have gained the energy of one or two demigods at most. How could it be compared to now? '

Putting half of the sword's edge into the space of the Qiankun Cauldron, Fang Tian was very satisfied and at the same time secretly made a decision.

"This is impossible... why is this happening?……"Arthas naturally didn't know that the enemy of fate in his eyes was actually treating him as a fat sheep to be slaughtered, and he was still muttering to himself in a daze.

The people around him were even more shocked, especially Kael'thas, the leader of the blood elves. He had fought against Fang Tian before. At that time, although he failed, he still had the confidence to catch up.

Unexpectedly, just a few years later, this human being whom he looked down on would grow to such a terrifying level. He not only advanced to become a demigod, but also defeated Arthas, who roamed the land of the Eastern Kingdom, and personally raised the undead natural disaster army with one move..

It turns out that it's not just Sylvanas who has become stronger, this human being is even stronger... plus another night elf demigod follower, there are actually two demigods on the small battlefield.

Thinking of this, Kael'thas felt bitter in his heart.

He couldn't help but wonder, if he had been willing to put aside his self-esteem and arrogance and follow this human being like Sylvanas, would he now become a legendary magician of the thirteenth or fourteenth level, or even , a fifteenth-level demigod with an almost eternal lifespan who can control the destiny of a clan?

It's a pity that such a great opportunity was missed by me.

Kael'thas knew that fate was so cruel. Once an opportunity was lost, there was absolutely no choice to come back. Just because of arrogance, he missed such a huge opportunity, an opportunity that could completely change the fate of the blood elves.

I don’t know how many people present were so upset that they wished they could hit their heads to the ground and die.

"Arthas, is this the strength you get from giving up your human emotions, giving up everything, killing your father with your own hands, destroying your own kingdom, and killing the people who trust you? too weak!"

Fang Tian looked at the somewhat lost Alsace and further stimulated him with words. He had decided to continue to free Alsace and force him to merge with the Frozen Throne and transform into the terrifying Lich King.

Only in this way can harvesting be achieved. Really valuable.

Alsace suddenly raised his head, and two icy flames ignited in his eyes, beating wildly. In the two flames of death, countless figures were whispering in his ears.

These figures Among them are his father who once loved him and trusted him, Uther who taught him well and trained him, Jaina who he once loved, and the souls of the dead in Lordaeron whom he killed with his own eyes.

Their souls Remaining dead, he whispered in his ear.

Alsace's expression began to become a little distorted, as if some human emotions were returning to him.

"Alsace, my disciple, you haven't lost yet, have you forgotten? You still have me, and you still have the Frozen Throne. As long as the Frozen Throne exists, you will always be the king of death! Death that rules over all!"At this moment, Ner'zhul's words came out of the half-remaining Frostmourne.

"Ner'zhul, you are an old and crippled orc who was tortured and sealed in a suit of armor by Kil'jaeden. You only mastered some dead creatures and you think you are invincible? Frozen Throne, is this what you rely on? Then I will destroy your confidence with my own hands!"Fang Tian taunted the ghost of Ner'zhul in the void, and his body began to levitate.

"Why can you see me? What do you want to do?!"Ner'zhul's urgent voice came from the Frost Sword, but Fang Tian didn't listen to his nonsense at all. In just a moment, he was already hanging above the clouds, looking down at the entire earth.

An uneasy feeling filled his eyes every day. rising in the heart of a creature

"Arthas, let you see the true power! You know nothing about true power!"Fang Tian smiled cruelly at Alsace, who raised his head blankly.

Immediately afterwards, the violent divine power of the world rushed out of his body like a sloping flood, turning into a blue magical light that shot straight into the sky.

A A huge blue vortex spreads in the sky at an extremely fast speed

"Holy light... What a powerful magic this is!"

"The ancestors are supreme……"

"Elune, the moon god, is up……"

Countless creatures on this continent who are fighting undead creatures, whether they are humans, night elves, dwarves, or other creatures, all raise their heads blankly and look at the sky.

In this terrifying scene, the most shocking thing is the magician among these creatures.