Stratholme God

  Chapter 1110 Inside Volume: The Lich King is going to compete! (1 more)

   It's just a flood of ghosts. Let the troops with elemental attack ability to destroy them, and they can always be wiped out. The situation reported by various countries is that the ghosts of their N-generation ancestors danced on their graves together!

   This is very difficult to start.

  【Find someone to be the Lich King】The issue had to be put on the table of the throne meeting again.

   "Really have to do this?" Varian hesitated.

   This time, it was Tyrande who answered in the affirmative.

"I asked the goddess last night, and it seems to be the case. The emergence of the first Lich King permanently changed the laws of the world, blurring the boundaries between life and death. Now the two worlds overlap too much. If there is no one controlling It is not impossible that the world of life and death will be completely merged. Just as the Emerald Dream comes to the world, there will be many strange and blurry things.”

   "Bastard." Genn slapped the armrest of his throne hard.

   Without waiting for McDonald's to signal, Arthas on his right stood out: "Since it was the Menethil family who did it, naturally I, the only direct son of the Menethil family, should be in charge..."

   "Shut up! Arthas!" McDonald couldn't take care of Ersha's face: "The first Lich King was Ner'zhul. The orcs should be responsible first of all!"

  Cough, the tribes thousands of miles away lay their guns.

   Thrall sneezed a lot.

The truth of    is right, but having a tribal boss to be the Lich King is a bigger problem for the Alliance!

The    tribe has a tradition of playing death knights. Once the alliance allows the dead to be transformed into death knights according to the suicide note prepared in advance, wouldn't that be recruiting troops for the tribe?

   This statement obviously does not work.

   "I..." Arthas was about to argue, but it was Uther who interrupted him.

"In the name of the Church of Holy Light, I oppose Arthas becoming the Lich King. He is too young and immature. Even if the world must have a Lich King, he will probably not be able to resist the erosion of darkness in that position. Speaking of which, Lao Wu stood up abruptly: "I feel that I should be the Lich King, the one with the most determined mind and the most devout faith in the Holy Light."

The first paragraph of    is very much like the rhetoric of a politician.

   For a bit of conspiracy theory, it could even be said that the speaker wants to monopolize the production of death knights. But as soon as the second half came out, it was awe-inspiring, and the bigwigs of various countries could not help but straighten their chests and pay lofty respect to the upright and prime-aged Archbishop of Shengguang.

   Archbishop Shengguang has a detached status. Although he does not gain the power of one person under ten thousand people when he goes to various countries, he is also a guest of various countries. Who does not respect him?

   Controlling the religious power, and the Silver Hand, an elite paladin army with a total number of nearly 10,000, such a character can make the world tremble with casual words.

It is such a prominent Uther who can choose without hesitation to give up his precious life and noble status for the safety of the world. For this fearless spirit of sacrifice and his love for the people, he is worthy of his [bringer of light]. 】The name.

   Even an old wolf like Jean couldn't help but sigh: "Your Excellency the Messenger of Light, he is indeed the person with the purest faith in the world."

   "For the world, it's worth it." Uther's eyes were like electricity, and he had the momentum of wanting to use his identity and status to convince the bigwigs in the alliance and force them to agree.

   is a bit ridiculous, more touching.

   This is sacrificing the ego and completing the big ego!

   Several leaders choked up.

   At this moment, a thick voice that everyone is not unfamiliar with rang out.

   "Yo, Uther, did you forget something? Even if you die, it won't be your turn, you little brat. Not to mention, we have a better choice..."

   A cold and burly figure emerged from Varian's side.

This……

  Many people couldn't hold back.

  Uther is in his forties, definitely not young. It stands to reason that he who participated in the Second Dark Portal War is also a veteran of the Alliance.

   There are very few guys who dare to speak to him like this, even McDonald's respects Lao Wu.

   But this existence made Lao Wu swallow his sullen breath in his stomach, but he couldn't let it out.

  Anduin Lothar!

   Not only is he older than Uther, he is also a famous Alliance fighter since the first Dark Portal battle, plus the veteran who formed the Alliance, and the first Alliance Commander.

   He came out to show off, and Uther couldn't even let out his farts.

   Immediately, everyone knew Lothar's intentions.

   sighed suddenly, sure enough, no one is more suitable than Lothar.

   "Uncle Lothar..." Varian's voice seemed to have a cry in his voice. The King Stormwind, who always showed a strong side in front of outsiders, now had tears in the corners of his eyes.

   "Silly boy, I'm already dead!" Lothar put on a gentle smile, stretched out his hand, and touched Varian's head.

   This is obviously rude to a king. But for an elder, this is a rare coddling.

Gently patted Varian's shoulder, pulled him away and dragged his hand, Lothar turned to face the leaders of the alliance: "Obviously, I, Anduin Lothar, are more than His Excellency Uther Lightbringer. Fit to try to be this Lich King."

  The hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

   "My subordinates and I have proved our loyalty to the Alliance with self-destruction and brave fighting. Compared with Your Excellency the Lightbringer, I have many advantages - first of all, I am already dead."

   These words were exchanged for soft laughter, but the hall soon fell silent.

"Secondly, I have resisted the mind control of [Frostmourne]. Besides, my combat power is not the top of the alliance, even if I fall into the abyss of depravity, there are still a few stronger than me. In this case, There's no need to devote a top-tier alliance to trying to be the Lich King."

   Having said that, the dust has actually settled.

  Lothar makes sense.

  Uther is relatively stable as the Lich King, but there are many disadvantages. After so many battles, who is strong and who is weak among the heroes of the alliance, everyone has a steel scale in their hearts.

  Everyone thinks: Once Uther jumps backwards, probably no one except McDonald's will dare to say that he will win Uther.

   (Innocent Micah: I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense.)

   Compared to Uther, Lothar, who has become a death knight, is obviously more economical!

   Having said that, the result is obvious.

   McDonald put one hand on Alsace's shoulder, gave the boy a fierce look, and said "fairly and justly": "Is there anyone else who recommends himself? If you don't have anything to add, vote."

  There is no suspense, Anduin Lothar was elected the Lich King unanimously.

Half a day later, when the elites of the Alliance gathered again, the bigwigs surrounded Lothar, nervously watching Lothar put on the full-face helmet dedicated to the Lich King, and slowly sat down with only three-quarters remaining. After the Frozen Throne...

  The turbulent souls of the world suddenly return to silence...

   (end of this chapter)