Kel'Thuzad did not accept Ronin's half-ridiculing, half-probing topic, and chuckled as he wrote the words lightly.
"The Duke of Deep Shadow is indeed far-sighted, but now is not the time to discuss this topic. The time we have to wait for... seems to have come."
"look."
Following Kel'Thuzad's skeletal fingers, everyone present looked up at the Icecrown Glacier and even the entire southeastern direction of Northrend.
"Buzz!"
A thick beam of green light suddenly burst through the air without warning, and in an instant it hit the Frozen Throne, the open-air platform on the upper level of Icecrown Citadel.
Already prepared, Kel'Thuzad calmly waved his hand and enveloped several of his companions in the barrier. The broken ice and snow that fell due to the vibration of Icecrown Citadel were firmly blocked by this barrier.
Luo Ning stared at the green beam that was still bombarding the Frozen Throne with a horrified expression: "Where does this terrifying power come from? Does anyone want to completely sink Icecrown Glacier?"
Icecrown Glacier, as the name suggests, this area is a giant glacier made of frozen seawater. Below the thick glacier layer is not the land of Northrend continent, but the extremely cold seawater of the Arctic.
If this powerful force is allowed to continue bombarding, no matter how solid the ice is, it will be torn apart by the huge energy, causing the entire Icecap Glacier area to sink into the sea.
"don’t worry."
Kel'Thuzad's expression remained calm: "Although I don't know who or where this energy comes from, since this is Sharlayan's arrangement, he will not recklessly allow this beam of evil energy to sink the Icecrown Glacier.
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"After all...he knows what is sealed underneath the land of Northrend better than anyone else."
"Once the Icecrown Glacier, which is part of Northrend, disappears, it will speed up the process of that terrible existence breaking out of its prison to a certain extent."
Vereesa's eyes moved slightly as she understood the inside story, but she said nothing. She just watched silently with the others as the evil beam of light that showed no sign of decay continued to bombard the Frozen Throne.
Everyone within the Icecrown Glacier area can hear a painful wail that penetrates the soul.
Arthas, who was killing people on the front lines with Frostmourne in his hand, had the most violent reaction. He pressed his forehead with one hand in pain and knelt on the ground. The tearing pain from his soul made him unable to even hold Frostmourne.
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"My knight! Return to the frozen...throne immediately! Ahhhhh! Hurry! I can't hold on for long, this hot...uhhhhhhhhh!"
The Lich King's anxious pleas for help were mixed with shrill screams. At this moment, Ner'zhul could no longer care about showing off and raising his own profile.
Although the Frozen Throne made of eternally frozen ice is blessed by the Helm of Dominance, this artifact from the Shadow Realm mainly acts on the soul realm, and its physical defense is not very strong.
Moreover, this evil energy beam was also inspired by an artifact...or a magic weapon. Even if its power weakened during the process of crossing the ultra-long distance, it was not Nero who was trapped in the Frozen Throne and could not move.
Zu can prevent it.
The Lich King Ner'zhul has long since ceased to exist, and his soul resides in the eternal ice, relying on the Helm of Domination to survive.
Once the Frozen Throne and the Helm of Domination are destroyed, he will be completely stunned on the spot and will not even have the chance to enter the Shadow Realm to compete in the resurrection match.
After confirming that he was unable to fight back and stop the evil beam, the horrified Ner'zhul immediately "guessed" the person who had done it.
Archimonde the Defiler.
This guess cannot be said to be completely wrong, it can only be said that it is not relevant at all.
In any case, Ner'zhul is somewhat self-aware.
Although he didn't know why Archimonde, who was fighting for the World Tree in Kalimdor, suddenly took action personally to try to erase himself, Ner'zhul was still ready to immediately implement the alternative plan he had prepared.
That's right, Ner'zhul, who considered defeat before victory, had predicted that his rebellion would inevitably lead to punishment from the Burning Legion when he was building Icecrown Citadel.
Since his soul was sealed in the eternal ice and unable to move, if nothing could be done and he needed to escape from Icecrown Citadel, Ner'zhul must first obtain a living body to carry his soul.
Alsace was his chosen vessel.
As the Ice Throne was hit head-on by the Eye of Sargeras, Ner'zhul's soul essence was flowing outward along the cracks in the eternally frozen ice.
Some of the high-level undead with relatively powerful souls in the Scourge Legion suddenly became confused and stood there blankly, beginning to doubt their lives.
Among them was Anub'rakhan, the leader of the undead nerubians who briefly escaped the control of Ner'zhul's soul during the Battle of Azjol-Nerub.
"What...am I doing?"
Anub'Rekhan, who was originally following Alsace as he marched forward to the front, suddenly froze on the spot and remained motionless.
When Anub'rakhan's mind began to flash back to what he had done in the years since his death, Arthas also struggled to stand up from the ice field, dragging Frostmourne backwards step by step in the direction of the undead army.
Head towards Icecrown Citadel.
The two commanders went offline from the Helm of Command network one after another. Without further instructions, the undead army gradually fell out of control, mechanically executing the last order issued by their superiors - to destroy the Burning Legion.
Arthas and Anub'Rekhan were like two stubborn rocks standing in the middle of the river. A large number of undead bypassed their area and continued to charge forward.
Coincidentally, Gadin, the high-level necromancer sitting behind the army, also broke free from Ner'zhul's brainwashing control.
However, he did not fall into self-reflection like Anub'rakan. He just thought for a while in the camp and quietly left the military camp.
In today's chaotic situation, no one pays attention to where Gading has gone, and everyone's eyes are focused on the end of the evil beam.
When Arthas stumbled back to the Icecrown Citadel, he happened to bump into two Dreadlords who were about to enter the Frozen Throne and eliminate Ner'zhul in one fell swoop.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Balnazzar and Diselok also felt the shock of Icecrown Citadel, but they couldn't see the sky and didn't know what happened, so they still planned to follow the original plan
Plan to behead Ner'zhul.
Neither Arthas nor the two Dreadlords expected that they would collide at this juncture.
"Damn..."
Arthas was in a very bad state at this time. The powerful soul power given to him by the Lich King to control Frostmourne disappeared. The magic sword that was usually as light as a hair was now as heavy as a stone, unable to give him the power blessing from the artifact.
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Alsace, who was temporarily knocked back to his original form, was left with only his own strength, an ordinary mortal who had not yet entered the legendary realm.
Although they don't know why Prince Arthas, who was so high-spirited before, suddenly became so weak, for Balnazzar and Diselok, this is the perfect opportunity to avenge their compatriots and eliminate the obstacles that stand in their way.
Just as the battle between Arthas and the Dread Lord was about to begin, Yin Lidan, who was controlling the Eye of Sargeras far away in the Broken Islands, suddenly changed his expression slightly and stopped the magic ritual of extracting a large amount of magic network energy.
Yin Lidan turned to look, and saw that the remaining troops of the Children of the Night, led by the Great Magister Elisande himself, were slowly approaching his position from a distance.
"Ha~"
A knowing expression appeared on Yin Lidan's face: "It seems it's time... Vasiqi, let's withdraw."
Vashchi: "As you command, Lord Yin Lidan."
Sarlayan mentioned during the interview with Yin Lidan in Kalimdor that someone would show up at the right time to stop him.
Brother Stormrage was born in Val'sharah. At that time, Val'sharah was also managed by the city of Suramar. Of course, Yin Lidan knew the city lord of Suramar, Elisande.
The first time he saw the great mage, Yin Lidan realized that she was the person Sarlayan said.
Sarlayan has proven his ability to Yin Lidan through practical actions, and Yin Lidan does not want to conflict with him prematurely because of some unnecessary persistence.
When Elisander led the team to their destination, Yin Lidan and Vasqi had already evacuated the scene in an orderly manner.
"This power..."
Elisande frowned slightly and looked at the center of the ceremony venue where the Eye of Sargeras had been installed. He squatted down worriedly and examined the complex patterns of the magic circle carved on the ground.
"Salayan, are you really sure that you can restrain this demon hunter who has no taboos? If he blasts the power of the Eye of Sargeras towards us... the consequences will be disastrous."