Chapter 1154 The False Lich King The Real Lich King
People will face many forks in the road in their lives. Depending on the choices they make at the forks, their future lives will take completely different directions.
According to the theory of the Bronze Dragon, the different choices made by some people who can influence history at key time nodes will give rise to a large number of timelines.
There is no doubt that in the history of Azeroth, Prince Arthas of Lordaeron is an important figure who can cause changes in the tributaries of the timeline.
As an adult of sound mind, Alsace must be responsible for the choices he makes and the consequences of those choices.
When Arthas decided to give up his identity as a human and join the Lich King, his ending was already doomed. The only difference was that the process leading to the final outcome might be different.
After Thoras collected the fragments of Frostmourne and followed the others towards the Frozen Throne, Arthas' body, twisted and deformed in mid-air, finally fell back to the ground.
Under the impact of a large number of resentful souls, Alsace's soul is like a candle in the wind, and may be extinguished at any time.
But at this moment, someone from another dimension took action.
At this person's call, Alsace's soul, which had temporarily lost its consciousness, drifted unconsciously into a micro-space crack that suddenly appeared next to him.
The whole process was silent, and even Kel'Thuzad, who had outstanding soul perception, didn't notice any clues.
Ner'zhul?
The Lich King, who was losing his breath like crazy, had no time to think about himself. All he could think about now was how to survive the desperate situation in front of him, and he had no time to pay attention to the whereabouts of Arthas' soul.
At this point, Ner'zhul, who had been thrust in the face, had truly exhausted all his options.
Originally, he planned to give it a last try and forcibly integrate his soul into Alsace's body, and then let Alsace, who carried the two souls, escape with all his strength and hide in a corner of the world waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback.
However, Arthas, who was Ner'zhul's last hope, also sent it. Ner'zhul, who was trapped in the Frozen Throne and unable to move, couldn't think of a way to escape despite much thought.
When Solas and others stepped onto the open-air platform where the Frozen Throne was located, Ner'zhul, who had a strong desire to survive, completely put aside all his self-esteem and begged for mercy in a very humble tone.
"Wait! Everyone, please wait! I am willing to surrender!"
Thoras raised Stromka, intending to break the eternal ice where Ner'zhul's soul resided, take out the Helm of Dominance buried deep inside, and officially crown him the second generation Lich King.
Ner'zhul's undignified plea for mercy made him pause for a moment, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at his companions behind him.
"What should I do? Do you want to listen to his nonsense?"
As Sarlayan's agent, Vereesa was the talker of the escort team. She spread her hands in a joking manner and complained: "You said it was nonsense, why are you still listening to his nonsense?"
"Ner'zhul is not in Sharlayan's future plans. This guy is no longer of use. Let's send him on his way."
"No, no, no! Please wait! I have important information to tell you! As long as you leave me alive..."
"Important information?"
Kel'Thuzad walked forward with a sarcastic look on his face: "The important information you mentioned is not about the secret assistance from the Shadow Realm, is it?"
"You!" Ner'zhul, who had originally planned to sell it, screamed in disbelief: "Kel'Thuzad! How do you know about the Shadow Realm? Could it be?!"
Kel'Thuzad chuckled and shook his head: Of course not, don't confuse me with a duplicitous guy like you."
"The Shadow Realm did send someone to contact me, but I'm not interested in the chips they threw."
With victory in hand, Kel'Thuzad leisurely looked at the translucent soul of Ner'zhul in the eternal ice and said jokingly: "Didn't you ask me before why I wanted to 'betray' you? I don't think I have answered your question directly.
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"Just think of it as a farewell to you, so that you can die with some understanding."
"It's not that I betrayed you. From the first day I joined the Scourge Legion, I came with a purpose."
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"Since I have never been truly loyal to you, betrayal is out of the question."
Although he couldn't see the change in Ner'zhul's expression, Kel'Thuzad could probably guess his mood at this time.
"incredible?"
"Indeed, even I didn't expect that Sarlayan's prediction of the future would be so accurate, and he began to plan for the Scourge a few years ago."
Kel'Thuzad glanced at Ner'zhul who fell into silence with pity: "In other words, from the day you were thrown into Azeroth by Kil'jaeden... No, maybe even earlier, as far away as Draa.
When you promise, all your actions will be calculated by Sharlayan."
"Those orders you thought you gave out of your own will were actually made under the secret inducement of Sarlayan and I."
"You, the so-called Lich King Ner'zhul, are just a pitiful pawn for the higher-level standard bearers to compete for the advantage of the chessboard from the beginning to the end."
"The only difference is whether the chess player is Kil'jaeden, Denathrius or Sharlayan, that's all."
Solas carried Stromka on his shoulders and said in admiration: "I was equally shocked when I first heard the full plan of Duke Deep Shadow. I didn't expect there to be such a calculating person in this world.
Trick everyone around for the chessboard."
"The Scourge? The Lich King? They are all just puppets created under his plan."
Ronin, who has known Sharlayan for many years, also sighed and said: "Ner'zhul, the value of you and the first-generation Scourge is to attract the attention of the Burning Legion."
"During the period when Archimonde leads the Burning Legion to invade Azeroth, the Scourge with a heartbeat will attract the attention of the Burning Legion headquarters headed by Kil'jaeden."
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After Luo Ning finished his explanation, Kel'Thuzad took over the topic again: "In fact, we have already mastered half of the information you can provide. The rest... I also have a way to get the information you left behind.
Find it in the memory of the Helm of Dominance."
"Looking at the fact that you have played your role without complaint over the past few years, we don't intend to torture you anymore, so you can go on your way with peace of mind."
After receiving Kel'Thuzad's gaze, Thoras raised his sword and plunged Stromka into the eternal ice.
After being bombarded by the Eye of Sargeras, the surface of the ice was already riddled with holes. Soras deliberately found a crack and cut the artifact sword into it, easily cutting through the still-living ice.
Crack open.
Ner'zhul seemed to still be immersed in the shock of the truth that Kel'Thuzad and others were telling each other. Until Thoras took out the Helm of Command from the ice fragments, Ner'zhul's soul gradually dissipated and did not do anything.
any reaction.
The mysterious man who previously housed Alsace's soul seemed to have no interest in the first-generation Lich King. He allowed his soul to dissipate between heaven and earth after breaking away from the protection of the eternal ice and the Helm of Domination, leaving only a sound full of energy.
A sigh of regret and unwillingness.
"Our mission has been successfully completed."
Solas tossed the Helm of Dominance in his hand casually, strode to the Ice Throne and sat down with a golden sword.
"General Windrunner, Speaker Luo Ning, thank you both for your assistance in this operation."
"The next thing is about us undead. To avoid causing unnecessary accidents, you two please leave first."
Vereesa and Ronin looked at each other and nodded farewell to the three undead present.
"Your Majesty Thoras, Mr. Kel'Thuzad, and Archbishop Fao, please take care of yourself. I hope we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future."
The cold climate of Icecrown is not suitable for the living to stay here for a long time, and the Ice Throne is the coldest place in the entire region.
The constant temperature spell that Luoning had been blessing on himself and Vereesa couldn't hold the extremely cold temperature here. After entering the Ice Throne area, his mana consumption increased exponentially. If he stayed for a while longer, Luo Ning would be afraid of it.
Ning was drained of all his magic power.
According to Sharlayan's plan, Thoras will wear the Helm of Dominance and take over the Scourge, officially becoming the second generation Lich King.
Kel'Thuzad and Faol, both undead, will stay to protect him and ensure that the backdoor left by someone from the Shadow Realm in the Helm of Domination cannot affect Solas's personal will.
After receiving the Stormka War Destroyer from Solas, which he borrowed from the Council of Tirisfal, Ronin opened the portal and sent himself and Vereesa back to New Sundara City.
Solas, who was sitting on the throne, held the Helm of Command with both hands and was silent for a few seconds. Finally, he strengthened his faith and put it on his head.
The ice visible to the naked eye quickly froze Solas' body. Faol and Kel'Thuzad each stretched out a hand and pressed it on the surface of the ice, concentrating on assisting Solas in integrating the Helm of Command left by Ner'zhul.
The remaining memory of the soul.
About an hour later, Solas's eyes exposed outside the Helm of Command suddenly lit up with two bright soul fires, and the thick layer of ice covering his body automatically collapsed to the ground.