Stormwind God

"Stupid! Idiot! No mind ..." In Alsace's spiritual world, Ner'zhul's soul scolded and grinned.

"Stop! If you really want to completely destroy yourself! You will continue to widen your soul with me." Arthas retorted lightly.

Ner'zhul stopped talking. He used to be afraid of death, and after suffering, he was afraid of suffering, and he was even more afraid of complete soul annihilation.

At this time, his weakness that was so weak to the deepest part of his soul was revealed. Arthas stopped him in a single sentence.

Ner'zhul even wondered whether he had chosen to merge with Alsace at first, whether this was a biggest mistake in itself.

The souls of the two men have nearly opposite personalities.

It is likely that because of his weakness and old age, Ner'zhul looked forward to a young, powerful, brave and full of energy.

If they can get a unified opinion, their personalities are indeed perfectly complementary.

It's a pity that everything is late now.

Arthas began to reject Ner'zhul's soul, so he called Ner'zhul to fill the pot.

Even so, Ner'zhul still had a one in 10,000 chance, and longed for the Alliance to make a mistake.

"Damn Anastrian, if I still have that ice crystal head. Although I hate that thing, but it's really missing ... trouble at this time!" Ner'zhul whispered to him Resentment.

"Anastrian? Hahaha! Don't think the old boy will be much better than us! Trust me, Duke must have left him on purpose."

Ner'zhul stopped talking, just sneer.

At this time, the showdown between the Lich King and a group of coalition strongmen has begun.

Arthas summoned a large number of distorted beasts. These monsters, which are similar to octopuses, but with mouths full of mouth, greatly affect the appearance of the city.

Malladra rushed out with her hoof.

"Today's protagonist is not us." Mallard whispered to Yrel.

The hoof occasionally lacks tendons. She is not a fool, and she slams her warhammer on the deformed beast.

Five Vageri shadow guards flew out. These undead creatures wearing armor of Valkyrie and a pair of soul wings, greeted Tyrande and Shantis with a headache as soon as they appeared.

[Moonlight Ray] Crosses the void and shines directly on them.

Each spot makes them feel like the pain of a laser burning.

Under the bombardment of the goddess of the moon performed by the two priests, Vagri was miserable.

Equally miserable is Alsace.

Tirion Fortin held up the Ashbringer and attacked.

Unlike the original history, the old Mograine was not dead, and the Ashbringer never became the Fallen Ashbringer.

In the entire silver hand and even the entire human world, the Ashbringer now represents the firm belief of the Paladin, and it is better not to bend.

Looking at this huge holy sword, everyone seemed to see a shiny, immortal flag.

The old man who has experienced the third battle of the Dark Gate witnessed this holy sword that created countless brilliant achievements along the way. Old Mogleni used it to break through thousands of armies and violently broke through the enemy's siege.

Now that the Holy Sword is passed on to Tirion, the only remaining Paladin is also confirming the vow to turn the enemy into ashes, and he continues to fight blood and embark on a path as brilliant as his previous master.

Representing the most beautiful soul of mankind, chanting the greatness and sacredness of the Holy Light, always ahead.

The only enemy of the holy sword is evil.

Evil is not removed, so the holy sword has never recovered from its sheath.

If it is one-on-one, Arthas has a thousand ways to kill Tirion to the slag.

Adding a wind sword to Gavenlad, Arthas felt a little struggling.

Coupled with Sylvanas and other guys who have a lot of votes for swords and arrows, Arthas is really a little busy.

Just as the Scourge abuses people, they always like to win by quantity.

This time it was his turn to abuse the human-led heroes, and the number had already won.

There seems to be a lot of brilliant light in the deep void around him, which looks good from afar.

A huge invisible hand is manipulating them. It's like a paintbrush in the middle of history, drawing a road never seen before.

Without this hand, it is likely that the world will become a dead world with only undead.

However, it is it that bluntly puts a civilization that should have stepped into the darkness, from the deep abyss, to make a bend in the world's front and return to the right path.

Duke didn't attack, and for Arthas he was scarier than any attacker. Under his spells, the Void Platform of the Frozen Throne seemed to be a picture scroll flickering with mysterious light.

Only the parties are clearest. In this seemingly innocuous light, Duke cuts the future that should belong to Alsace with magic.

One by one, Duke silently cut off the energy link between Arthas and the Remaining Scourge.

With Alsace's sophistication, surely not all the undead are piled on Icecrown. Only the main force of the Scourge is here. There must be a large number of undead in Kalimdor and some deserted corners of the Eastern Kingdoms continent.

In the original assumption, if the momentum was wrong, Alsace could use these undead as batteries, or use them as seeds for the resurgence of the Scourge.

Duke is now digging into the roots of the Scourge.

You know, Alsace is now driving the field to protect the Icecrown Citadel. Once he withdraws from the field, the Icecrown Citadel is immediately bombarded by nearly 10,000 heavy artillery.

Once the Icecrown Citadel is finished, then this Northrend's biggest magic ground vein node is bound to fall.

In the end, Arthas still had to kneel.

This shows how spicy Duke's attack is.

Ner'zhul yelled in the spirit sea: "Duke cannot let our magical supplies be sacrificed so leisurely!"

"Come out! Leg collapse! Bad hand!" Arthas roared.

Suddenly two deformed monsters rushed out of the void.

The muscles of Duke's cheeks twitched. This thing is not in History.

Become [Belly Leg] is an undead mammoth. The difference is that this guy actually had sixteen broken elephant legs. As soon as it came out, it flew several people in a round of straight legs, such as Yrel.

Just a little bit, the hoof is about to fall into the void outside the platform. Master Duke's hand caught the hoof's tail in mid-air, in order to rescue the goods.

The bad hand is even more disgusting. It looks like a huge human palm with a diameter of ten meters, but each knuckle has a large green eye.