Stormwind God

No matter it is Sylvanas' thunder arrow or Vassky's elemental contention, which one succeeds will bring a lot of losses to Arthas.

Arthas, don't dodge or hide.

Wherever visible to the naked eye, control of frost elements within hundreds of cubic meters was taken away.

The Thunder Arrow, which would have been easily blocked in the past, hit Arthas without any obstacles. Due to the deflection of the angle, the arrow was aimed at his chest instead.

Arthas was born with the arrow, and the thunderbolt twisted and twisted in his chest, even the skull relief on his heavy armor was cracked by the arrow, and a spider web-like crack spread.

It can be predicted that the damage of this arrow is definitely not low.

If before, Queen Greek is absolutely happy to die. But at this instant, her mood sank straight into the ice abyss.

The attack that allows Arthas to fight at the expense of injury is definitely not pediatric.

[Sorrow of Frost] put an end to this attack.

Onyxia also knew it was her own pot, but she still had such a hint of fluke that she prayed that Arthas would miss her.

Unfortunately, the next moment, she felt a shudder passing by herself. The feeling scared her to curl up subconsciously.

Immediately she saw a cold black light sweeping over her. Even though she tried to dodge as much as possible, she still felt a pain in her lower body and right wing.

The pain of heartbreaking lungs, accompanied by the power of darkness, quickly spread to the corners of the body with the wound as the boundary, it was like a boulder falling on a calm lake, setting off waves of waves. Between the crests and troughs of the giant waves, the spirit power in white and black is still flashing. This force formed a cobweb-like structure and began to quickly erode Onyxia's body.

"It's over!"

Onyxia tried to balance her body again, meanwhile, she threw her tail out fiercely, thinking at least that she had to fight for both losses.

But Arthas, who released his hand, ignored Vasiqi, who was killed by waving his sword, and drew his left hand towards the black dragon.

[Death Grip]!

With Alsace's toughness, even if it involves a tens of tons of black dragon, it is effortless.

That unexpected imbalance once again disrupted the rhythm of the Black Dragon Princess.

Sylvanas gave full support and shot an arrow.

This arrow directly blasted Alsace's left shoulder armor, and it was even clear that the deltoid muscle on his shoulder seemed to have been eaten by a beast and collapsed a large piece.

Arthas still ignored it, and stabbed the third sword, which fell into the dragon's belly fiercely, and immediately caused a black mournful sorrow.

Vasily was killed.

The frosty breath of Arthas erupted suddenly. An iceberg centered on him, expanding at an amazing speed of 100 meters per second.

The six new epic weapons were violently chopped up, and the destruction of the iceberg was only a line faster than the generation speed.

To complete the attack on the Lich King, it was obviously impossible to catch up.

The next moment, Arthas rushed to Vasque with a sword.

The two looks a bit like angels, based on the element of frost, with two wings and a whole body of white soul creatures [Walqi Shadow Guard] suddenly killed from the void. They hit Vasqi by surprise and rushed straight up to hug Vasqi.

The immense amount of restraint that actually prevented her from breaking free for a while.

Arthas arrived.

Breaking the iceberg, he showed Vasiqi in a strange posture and showed [Frostmourne]. The horrifying skull carved on the sword's bow is swaying with dreadful murky fire in his eyes.

Vasqi never experienced such a feeling. When she couldn't help looking at the skull, she suddenly heard a voice of a noisy soul. In this voice, there seemed to be hundreds of people talking and whispering.

It was like a court banquet in Azshara city ten thousand years ago.

Obviously she wanted to reject the noise that kept ringing in her ears, but the queen's order was forcing her to listen to every voice, trying to find a secret conversation in it that was against the queen or herself.

The sense of chaos, which was both vague and very clear, greatly disturbed Vasiqi's mind.

When she woke up from this disturbance, it was too late.

Alsace's fierce cross has arrived.

It was a sword that seemed to separate the entire world from the horizon. There was no room for evasion.

At the very moment of death, all Vaskey could do was to raise all six weapons in vain in front.

"Pong! Pong! Pong! Pong! Pong! Pong!" The continuous six crisp sounds and two crackling sounds declared the final struggle unsuccessful.

The blood on Vasque's face faded, and the fluttering red hair seemed to lose its color.

Rao is that she has been desperately abdomen, but still unavoidable.

Six epic weapons were shattered, two arms were cut off, and the lower abdomen was directly opened to break the belly. This is the end.

If he could, Vaschin would rather see that his gut was drained all the way than seeing a drop of blood in his wound. Because this means that the power of Frostmourne has begun to invade her body completely.

She is indeed a demigod, but the demigod is not immune to more powerful soul erosion.

Vaskey knew that if she died before the Frozen Throne, she would not even have a chance to return to the planet Azeroth, and she would be a slave to Alsace, like the former guardian dragon Marigos.

"His!" Jumping from the fallen black dragon, Sylvanas' face had long since lost its color.

That's horrible!

She thought that the weakest of the three would be used by Alsace as a breakthrough. She has also been careful to prevent this, always keeping at least 20% of the wind elements to prevent Arthas' death grip. If she was forcibly pulled to a close combat distance, she would lose most of it.

Apparently her mind was thoroughly penetrated and used in turn.

Arthas had no intention of attacking her for the first time, as long as he defeated the stronger Onyxia and Vasque with crushing strength, Sylvanas was nothing but a treat in his eyes. Slaughtered lamb.

Now Arthas showed his wry smile.

"Hahaha! Poor female elf! Really think that your revenge can burn me as a Lich King? Ridiculous! Too ridiculous! Without Duke Marcus, you are nothing!"

Arthas's mockery, like the hottest sword, fell on Sylvanas' heart.

His revenge was ridiculed!

The blood of thousands of his fellow citizens was flowing in vain.

Even herself, she is likely to follow in the footsteps of her compatriots, just like the blood queen Lanna Sur, and lay aside at the feet of this great enemy.