Azeroth Trail of Light

His eyes turned back to the battlefield of the Ice Throne.

The aftermath of the anger of Frostmourne that has just erupted has not dissipated, and the purple soul storm is still raging on the edge of the throne. The icicles that have pierced the surface of the ice are completely destroyed in this wave of madness. The Vykul dead spirits summoned by Arthas were sealed into icicles in the violent explosion of ice energy, and then blasted into powder by the soul explosion that followed.

The ice-blue halo accompanied by the dancing of powder made the entire quiet Ice Throne extremely gorgeous. This was supposed to be the darkest gathering place, but it was the only place where the entire Icecrown Glacier could see the starry sky. Starlight and icy blue halo intertwined, but the cruelest place in the world has such a touch of humanity.

Arthas held the ice-blue magic sword in both hands. Under the helmet of dominance, there was still a touch of surprise and disbelief in those eyes. Opposite him, under the five ice fronts, his opponent We, under this crazy riot enough to tear off anyone's soul, are safe and sound.

Uther shook his body. On the surface of his body, the special red light was shattered. The same was true for the others. Behind everyone, the pale paper-faced shadow hunter Vol'jin stopped the ancient troll. In the war dance, Loa's power faded from him, and even a dazzling blood oozes from the old troll's mouth.

In front of him, Dick was half kneeling on the ground, and the shield of Aggramar was blocked in front of his body. Just now, because of the existence of this shield, it was possible to ensure that the only one was not affected by the ancient and mysterious "voodoo" magic. The protected Woking would not die in the burst of energy.

The Shield of Aggramar represents the rules of defense. Although Dick cannot fully mobilize it, but its body alone cannot be destroyed by Arthas. After all, it is a real artifact passed down from the hands of Titan Aggramar. .

As for "Voodoo", this is the ultimate skill that the mysterious troll **** Loa bestows on shadow hunters. Through the mysterious voodoo technique, Loa's power is guided to descend on the caster’s allies, at the time when the voodoo takes effect. Here, the sheltered people will not invade all evils!

Invincible in every sense...Vol'jin had used this trick against Thrall and Saurfang against the Nightmare Tyrant, which was not weaker than Alsace's existence.

But Woking's body that could stand up only with a wooden war spear also represented an exit from the battlefield.

In fact, to be able to preserve the existence of so many warriors under the full eruption of Frostmourne's anger, Woking, the assassin that Dick called by name, has fully played its due role.

"protect yourself!"

Dick said to Vol'jin behind him, his body turned into a streamer, and Aggramar's Shield and Frostmourne collided again. Behind him, Velen's holy light technique was already on, and Dick was cured just right. With a slightly exhausted body, after Vol'jin lost his combat effectiveness, Uther had to take on the responsibility of attacking the peak of the ice mountain, but fortunately the anger of Frostmourne just now helped everyone to some extent.

Those five heavy icicles have been weakened a lot by the burst of energy. In the collision between Dick and Arthas, the first pillar collapsed under Mograine's heavy behead. Paladin Almost immediately, I felt the power from the shield lighter, and Arthas's roar resounded through the throne at this moment.

"Do you want to die that way?"

"I am perfect for you!"

The Lich King forced the Paladin back with a sword, the magic sword flew, and four walls of frost exuding the cold rose up around him, blocking Dick from the wall. This could not stop the Paladin. The warhammer carried Brilliant light and great power hit the wall of frost, and large blocks of ice shattered, but all the Lich King needed was just a few seconds. Frostmourne was lifted high by him. The next moment, The howling cold wind and snowflakes that were at least 10 times thicker swirled and rose from the ground where Alsace was standing, spinning around him quickly, and in an instant it turned into a super-large hurricane that enveloped the entire Ice Throne.

"The power of the ice in the north, whizzed and drowned these ants!"

The temperature was as low as the limit. At this moment, Alsace’s power of ice completely exploded, and even forced back Dick, who was rushing up. The Lich King laughed wildly and stretched out his left hand. The circle of death grip was under his feet. Appeared, with a chain of filthy energy rushing towards everyone who was still destroying the remaining four icicles. Mograine and Old Fording turned their heads at the same time and opened up two intersecting X-shaped holy lightsabers to remove the filth. The energy is chopped.

Arthas didn't care. He grinned and shook the magic sword. The power of darkness covered the ice throne under his feet. As the magic sword pierced into the frozen ground under his feet, the entire edge of the throne was under this blow and began to collapse rapidly. , The ground is shaking, and the throne will tilt!

"No one can defeat me! No one can defeat death!"

This shock does not affect the Lich King. The magic sword in his hand is swung forward, and each sword will bring out a thick shadow in the air. Dick is holding the shield of Aggramar, in this abnormal giant. Under the force of collision, dozens of frost **** mixed in the cold wind, this insidious attack smashed toward everyone from the sky, and Woking, who could not dodge, was hit by an autumn of ice, and then erupted. The huge force that came out knocked the Shadow Hunter out, and fell towards the outside of the platform. Saurfang, who was jumped out again, grabbed the wooden spear he was holding tightly in his hand, and Saurfang flew out most of his body. Outside of the platform, Uther was grabbed back with death grip again abruptly.

This kind of height, once you fall... ten dead and no life!

The collapse of the ground continued. At this most critical moment, Old Fording screamed, and the shadow of mourning in his hand burst with a purple halo at this moment, and the re-opened Sanluo Wanxiang bombarded indiscriminately. On the scarred icicle in front of me, finally, the second ice peak was broken.

Arthas's strength weakened by 20% again, Dick blocked Frostmourne's slash with a shield for the first time, and was never knocked out again!

Everyone sees hope!

"Go help them! Velen, I can hold it! Brothers! One last fight! Cut another pillar, and we will win!"

Dick yelled behind him, his wings flapped again, the whole person turned into a golden flash and rushed into the icy blue hurricane, the old priest ran forward a few steps, the heavy holy light poured into his feet and continued to crack The ground, forcibly created a platform for everyone to stand on.

All battles, all grievances, have reached the final climax at this moment!

With the power of all people, there is no need to cut off the five mountain peaks. The most important thing is that there is another man and horse that is sealing the soul melting pot. Everyone knows this, so just like Dick said, just cut off again. A pillar, the power of Frostmourne and the Soul Forge blessing to Arthas will be completely wiped out. At that time, facing the most powerful group of people in the entire world, the Lich King will only end up in hatred. .

But Dick is not the only one who understands this. Alsace clearly exploded in this situation by pressing the bottom of the box. He roared towards the sky surrounded by hurricanes.

"Vagry, come and help your master! I order you! Kill them!"

The next moment, light and shadow flickered in the dark sky, and 8 white gates of light opened in the sky. Then there were 8 female figures composed of faint white light all over their bodies. They wore silver-white armor and silver armor. , With two wings behind him, holding a white war spear, looking like a god's maid.

This is the real killer around Arthas. The Val'kyr, the soul messenger, who can collect souls and transport souls, can obtain these legendary creatures. It has proved that Arthas has a certain secret connection with the fallen Hela. , This kind of special necromantic creatures that can travel back and forth between the world and the kingdom of shadows also have powerful powers. At the moment they see these figures appear, no matter it is difficult to use the holy light to fight against the corrosive death and cold in the air all the time Velen, the warriors who were still destroying the icicles, showed surprise on their faces.

Alsace still hides such power!

But just as these 8 Valkyrie appeared, Dick’s mouth had a weird smile at this moment. This smile was caught by Arthas. The Lich King’s heart sank and he heard Dick’s. The sound spread all over the sky in the howling of the storm.

"Vagry of the Kingdom of Shadows! Whose orders do you follow, me or him?"

Eight silhouettes with endless momentum suddenly stopped at this moment, as if a pack of wolves met a tiger, as if a predator met a more powerful hunter, and Arthas's eyes stared at this moment. It’s bigger, and Dick’s winning voice rang out again,

"In the name of the Great Guardian, I order you! Attack my opponent!"

but no!

The 8 Valkyrie did not obey Dick's orders. They just stayed in place with flapping wings, and did not advance or retreat. They seemed to be struggling!

"We...cannot...attack! Hela... orders..."

"Hahahaha!"

Arthas flew a sword and smashed the shield in Dick's hand outwards. His whole body was vigorous again, and he no longer divided his mind to attack the guys who were destroying the ice peak. It seemed that he was settled. With the intention of staying Dick here, the Paladin used the warhammer in his hand to fight Arthas in the state of soul blessing with difficulty, and kept retreating. Behind him that he did not notice, in the blind spot of his sight, a cloud of Frost The ball is forming quietly.

"It's amazing, Dick! I can actually bypass the amulet given to me by Hela and command Val'kyr... Even in this case, even if I raise you to the most valued level, I still find me I underestimated you!"

"boom"

"But I won't make this mistake again...I won't despise you anymore!"

The blade of Frostmourne, enveloping the dark and icy blue blades, with unshakable power, brushed Dick’s right arm, and then pulled it back again, smashing the warhammer he was blocking to fly. On one side, Dick's arms rotated to place the heavy shield in front of him, but the next moment, his right foot touched the frost ball behind him.

"boom"

The small hockey puck exploded, and cold energy rushed in all directions. Dick staggered and stabilized his body, but his defense was slow.

At this moment, the Lich King roared wildly, rushed forward, holding the hilt in both hands, and the dark energy formed a crazy vortex behind him. In Dick’s angry gaze, the sword blade penetrated his. The shield, then, pierced his... abdomen.

"puff"

Hot blood splashed, the blood with golden fluorescence before it fell to the ground, it had already turned into drop-shaped ice cubes, clanging on the ground.

"No! Dick!"

"Asshole! Let go of him!"

"Velen...leave us alone, save him! Hurry up!"

Blood and visceral fragments were spilled on the frozen ground, and the exclaims of the companions and the cold voice of Arthas also sounded in the ears of the Paladin.

"Go to death in peace, Dick...I'm really...really...enough with you!"

Anvina, who was facing the endless stream of undead rushing in from the platform below, screamed, turned into golden light and returned to Dick’s body, desperately instigating the Holy Light to heal him, facing death. For a moment, the spirit of the sun, who was usually poisonous, finally revealed the most true feelings, she shouted in horror,

"Don't die! Fool, don't go, don't leave me alone! Don't die...please..."

When the Lich King slanted the blade and was about to cut the Paladin into two pieces, Dick's hands firmly grasped the blade of Frostmourne, and the edge cut into his right hand. The blood dripped again, with a sound. From the bottom of his heart, it was Liadrin's voice, she was telling him... the time has come!

"Ahem...The soul melting pot...is sealed!"

The Paladin held the blade with both hands with difficulty. He looked at Arthas and said in a low voice, again like some kind of trial, "You... there is no way to escape!"

"What stupid thing are you talking about... Antonidas will not be defeated by a few rookies, you are already crazy, go to hell!"

Arthas snorted, his hands pressed hard, and the paladin's abdomen was slowly cut open, but just 1 second later, a wave of weakness appeared on his body, just like Dick said... the soul melting pot , At this moment, was sealed!

The soul blessing has failed... his power has been expelled!

Arthas was aware of this. He slammed Dick's head with a frantic punch, smashing the paladin who could not fight back to the ground, and then raised the blade high, the blade shining with deadly light was right. To Dick’s head and Alsace’s eyes, there was a last look of madness,

"So what! Just kill you! The winner is still me!"

"Anvina... don't cry... let's... try again... remember that time in the Kingdom of Shadows? One more time... my life is left to you..."

The blade of Arthas fell, Saurfang's figure jumped in the air, Uther's death grip was about to fall behind Arthas, and the blade of Shadowmourne and the Holy Light of the Ashbringer. Even Velen threw out a sacred fire and sanctuary, but it was too late and there was no time.

Dick... seems dead.

But is it really so? Did the guardian, maintainer, judge, and sanctioner of order really just die like this?

No... of course not... this is not the ending he should have!

"boom"

At this moment, the shining silver light drove the unprepared Arthas into the air, and the entire tortured Ice Throne ushered in the second shock at this moment, which was more intense and crazier than the first. Whether it was the blade of Frostmourne, or the holy light, or death, or anger, all were completely excluded by the indifferent silver light at this moment.

It’s no longer the chants flying, but the bell... the bell of judgment seems to herald the arrival of a real great man, a powerful, great, and extraordinary creature... once again came to this world .

Arthas got up from the ground embarrassedly. He squeezed his body with Frostmourne, but the moment he raised his head, Arthas was stunned.

"Well...what the hell! This is...what the **** is this!"

In front of him, in front of everyone, a man wearing a gorgeous silver armor with a fist on his left hand, covered with a holy white hood, and six tracks beating quickly like spider silk behind him, drawing a dazzling light and shadow in the air. The mysterious creature appeared, his body seemed to be suspended in the air, and the toes of his left foot slightly touched the ground. Under the fist armor of his left hand, the silver fire of justice had never shining so madly...like a one Take the real order sword, not the warhammer.

He held the Shield of Aggramar in his right hand. When he raised his head, Arthas saw only the darkness under his hood.

This is a sacred and indifferent, powerful and weird creature... Even the well-informed old priest Velen, who has lived for 25 years, has never seen such a creature.

The entire battlefield became quiet, and only the sound of the cold wind blowing through the throne was hunting. After a few seconds, the creature slowly spoke, with no emotion, like a sluggish metallic sound.

"I... is order!"

"Ready, are you on trial?"