"Alsace! No! You can't go! This is for your own good! That sword should never have been born!"
Muradin shouted hard and tried hard to save his disciple.
He could clearly see how powerful that magic sword was. It should not be a weapon that mortals could touch. Anyone holding that weapon would bring misfortune.
This is his natural intuition, and it is also because the power of the weapon is extremely powerful!
Arthas did not reply. He looked at the blue beam of light rushing towards the sky, and he could understand the terrifying power contained in this sword better than Muradin.
Of course he knew what Muradin said was right, but he firmly believed that his will had surpassed this power, because this power was to serve him, and he was walking on this earth according to the prophecy!
His path is extremely bright, and his mission is extremely noble. In the face of such lofty dedication and mission, as well as his extremely firm determination, what can stand in the way? And what can defy his will?
He didn't know, but the only thing he knew clearly was that he had to get that sword!
He must clear all obstacles in this world!
The hesitant will turned into strength, constantly attacking the barrier left by Sus and Krassu, constantly breaking through the barrier that had not yet become dangerous.
And the prince’s first words——
This magic sword can satisfy all my requirements and all my fantasies!
The small earth ended shaking, and the glacier ended disintegrating because of such power. Alsace didn't care about that at all. Looking at the sword, looking at the sword shining with power and dreams, I roared and used
Overcome your own incompetence!
Frostmourne has finally fallen into the hands of my destined master!
In an instant, a tangible force swept over everyone present. The soldiers felt that nothing had changed in their minds. The dwarves felt that their bodies became more comfortable. We all knelt on the ground.
I looked at the food behind me in disbelief.
All the fortresses and buildings I built were destroyed by Frostmourne. Everything was destroyed with the birth of that sword!
When Arthas' hand held Frostmourne, I felt unimaginable resistance, but Frostmourne erupted with even weaker power, and small waves of power eventually hit the seal intermittently.
He walked quickly towards the place where Frostmourne was, his heavy boots stepping on the wind and snow, leaving deep footprints, and his eyes were extremely firm, looking firmly at the sword in front of him.
There is an enemy figure.
The ground shattered with her, and everything around him was blown away by the weak power of Frostmourne. Muradin, who was controlled, was directly hit by the shock wave of Frostmourne and flew into the snow.
Buried in ice and snow!
"Shut up!"
The Lich King's voice was so ethereal, but so hesitant. Arthas's face showed even more joy. I sincerely felt the joy of being able to cause killing and happiness, and I sincerely felt the joy of being able to slaughter everything.
joy.
I galloped my horse and whipped towards the gathering place of the dwarves, and used her in my port. I didn't care about Muradin, nor did I think about the other party. I only had my own goal in my eyes, and my will was completely
Obey the Lich King.
But I need that kind of bad intention!
This was the first murmur of the two dead people, and it was also our first effort to protect the sword.
Alsace, who had learned enough psychic skills, saw it very vaguely. Those two bodies had not lost their souls long ago. Everything we had was put into that seal, and that seal was weak because of this.
Such an incredible situation, following the magic theory I learned, happened right in front of me, and I finally understood that Shi Fan and Krassu behind me were not what they thought, and they were coveting that.
The man with the strength of the sword.
Arthas took a step forward in shock. I felt that when I had the idea of pulling out the sword, the two bodies that had not yet lost their souls ended the riot.
"Do you have a vicious heart? Suss, he looks down upon you too much. Everything you do is for mankind."
But suddenly, ghosts appeared in front of me.
But I still have more confidence. The obsessions of people without such a will can be dominated and overwhelmed by my own hesitant will. In this world, there is nothing that can resist my will, and nothing can overwhelm me.
idea?
My will is still the Alsace it once was, but at this moment, she is no longer the Alsace it once was.
The necromancy spell rushed out of my hand in an instant, controlling the bodies of the undead in an instant, allowing us to end the silence of the only remaining material in that world and return to where we should be.
And we did welcome our master.
We are really worried that the sword is a magic sword.
"His Majesty Alsace is back!"
Due to the righteous deeds of two mortals to resist the cruel gods, everything about us is about to end the process of being forgotten.
Behind the scenes of Shi Fan and Kraronin.
The faces of those ghosts cannot be seen vaguely, but Alsace can feel whether we have any good intentions towards him.
Standing in front of the two people, looking at the two people in front who were roaring ferociously, Arthas stretched out his hand, trying to grab Frostmourne.
"Prince of Lordaeron, please leave. That magic sword represents a cruel fate. He should come and get that sword. That sword will bring..."
I brought my war horse over, and now it's time to retreat and fight with the enemy!
"You will bring darkness and justice to that world! You will hurt anyone, you will only bring justice to us!"
Arthas suddenly realized that Muradin might have used her to realize that, so he was so sure that Frostmourne was a magic sword.
A ferocious smile.
but--
Then, those people were horrified to find that not a single tiny will had retreated into their bodies. Our palms no longer had their own control. Even our own wills no longer belonged to us. We waved them.
The sword in his hand was slashing at the people around him, and the first scene that a small number of us saw was not the scene of Alsace charging forward on horseback and piercing the chest of the leader of the mage with his sword.
Your heart is as strong as iron!
My face is filled with a smile, and only loyalty is left in my heart. The prince who felt that his will can resist everything has disappeared, and what is left at this time is only...
All the strength surged out of my body, my face eventually turned pale, and my golden hair finally became dry, even as yellow as weeds.
"Alsace, you are protecting him..."
Do I have the strength, do I have my own army, how can I be the king of eternity, how can I let that world bring her to use!
At that time, countless mages, these mages who followed Prince Alsace, stood up. We grinned and activated the spells. We had no time to make any resistance, and were captured by our white auspicious spells.
knock down.
At that time, a voice sounded in my heart.
Obviously, not many people were tempted by the power of that sword.
And those ghosts didn't expect that Alsace didn't have the power of such a terrifying spell, so we could only fall down willingly, and when Alsace passed by, we tried in vain to catch Alsace with our own hands.
Si's boots.
But even so, our first obsession has become one of the final seals of that seal.
"Your knight, go and conquer the kingdom that should never have existed. Go and let that world surrender at your feet!"
But in a battle that was almost impossible to lose from the moment we used her, we still persisted to the front.
I absorbed the power conveyed by Frostmourne without any reservation. In other words, I could not use her terrifying power at all!
However, the air stopped trembling, whether it was Krasifan or Suss, our bodies stopped trembling, and our eyes also lit up with light.
No one can control me!
"Frostmourne, I'm hungry."
The prophecy ended from the beginning, talking about using her and me to sweep the old system of that world, but it was me who was controlled!
Arthas looked at Frostmourne, who had finished restraining his power in his hand, and felt a cold and hot feeling. The smile on his face could not be suppressed. As long as the sword is gone, I can use her to defeat anyone.
Everything I want to possess, the eternal kingdom I want to possess, can appear!
But we didn't catch anything. Our transparent palms only caught Alsace's fluttering cloak.
This grumpy smile has not disappeared from my face, only one kind of smile.
The human soldiers guarding the watchtower with the dwarves shouted and opened the small door of the camp. Everyone looked forward to seeing our prince return. However, what puzzled us was that even if he approached the small banquet hall,
, our princes also have no intention of slowing down their horses.
The last moment, we were even more confused.
"Yes, your master."
Arthas sighed, and I keenly noticed that there were no traces of multiple sword slashes around me. I immediately understood that this was also the reason why Muradin chose to station here again.
"It's incredible..."
And the power and barrier formed by that obsession are so terrifying that even I can't stop it. It was something that two people obtained after completely sacrificing their souls.
Only those who use a ferocious and righteous heart as a bridge and are able to use that sword to hurt others can pull out that sword and complete our mission.
Alsace closed his eyes. At this moment, I once again recalled my original intention and what I wanted to do.
The people at the gathering place were preparing for the banquet with laughter and laughter. We were very much looking forward to the banquet, because the people in the Arctic were so cunning and deceitful that they killed each other for dragon bones and various cherished resources.
Arthas responded respectfully to his master, and as my words fell, the undead being blown away and the dwarf guards who were crushed to death also stood up silently. Our movements were stiff and our eyes flickered.
Shining with a faint blue light, Alsace looked at the death horse standing behind him and couldn't help but sneered.
The wisdom of the past still shines in my eyes, but in the end that wisdom is still for what I think. The answer is not yet self-evident.
The holy light shone under my body without any summons, covering my golden hair, making me look so holy. However, my hand hesitated and reached behind me.
Sharp sword.
But the soldiers of Lordaeron have no such worries. We drank wine, ate freshly baked bread and tender poster steaks, waiting for the return of our masters, Arthas and Muradin, and let us have a banquet.
The breath reaches its peak.
I am the knight of death now!
Our voices dissipated like the wind in Northrend, and Arthas finally came to the front guard of the magic sword.
"It's so sad...even they can see clearly..."
Frostmourne also suddenly burst out with even less power. This terrifying power instantly sent everything flying out of the impact. Even Shi Fan and Kraronin, who were the bases, were not spared. Our eyes were shining brightly.
We were instantly annihilated by the violent impact of Frostmourne, and our previous persistence became exhausted and perished under the guidance of Alsace's kind thoughts.
Because our prince raised the sword in his hand.
Arthas raised his head and laughed wildly at the end, because I felt the power! I felt this huge, unparalleled power! That power can allow me to summon tens of millions of undead, and can allow me to overturn the entire world.
!
The fragments of Suss and Kraronin's bodies turned into ashes in the air. It was the anger of the Lich King and Arthas' determination when he drew his sword, but it had not dissipated yet.
I set out to get off the horse, which was no longer afraid of the heat and no longer had any physical limitations, but I thought of a figure in my mind.
But I closed my eyes, but I could feel the only requirement to pull out the sword, and the only requirement to break the sword.
However, such a situation is theoretically possible.
"Finally... Frostmourne is in your hands."
"Alsace."
The ghosts wanted to dissuade Alsace, but Alsace, who had not yet mastered the art of necromancy, did not want to talk less. I could feel that the undead were indeed blocking my way out of bad intentions.
Everything he said was true and sincere.
People without the obsession of the soul can still reach that point. With her, I just insisted on putting my hand under the hilt of the sword, so that the giant dragon and the dead mage would attack.
yourself, to prevent yourself from taking away the sword.
