The famous scene [Father’s kindness and son’s filial piety] may be late but has arrived!
No matter what Mr. Mai thought, Alsace's father-killing, alas, was a scene of annihilation of relatives for justice. It was deeply imprinted in the minds of all those watching the battle and could not be forgotten for a long time.
It’s a pity!
Sad!
More people have extremely complicated moods.
Alsace's righteous killing of relatives is certainly a good deed for the world. But nobles have noble rules. No matter what the reason is, doing so is the so-called personal morality. Traditionally, nobles cannot be killed, let alone themselves.
He's a father.
Previously, Alsace himself had expressed his unwillingness, but this subsequent blow completely eliminated the possibility of him becoming king.
But... things are not over yet.
If a mortal pierces the chest with a sword, he will never die again. Terenas is the Lich King!
Could it be that my own death demon sword can still bite the master?
This outrageous scene really happened!
The moment it penetrated the chest, Terenas felt a strong suction force coming from the sword, trying to pull his soul and suck it into the sword, just like all the creatures he had slaughtered before.
"No! No! You are my magic sword! How can you do this to me?" Terenas screamed, a pair of hands withering at a speed visible to the naked eye stuck tightly on the sword, trying to kill [Frostmourne]
】Pull it out of your body.
If this was a simple sword, Alsace would definitely add another sword and pull it horizontally to cut Terenas into pieces.
Not really!
Alsace, who was fearless, actually heard the sound of the sword.
[Frostmourne] accepted his existence the moment he touched the hilt of the sword, and the voice of the soul that could not be heard by outsiders tempted him.
It was a hoarse but magnetic voice.
"Alsace..."
"Accept me...hug me..."
"The real Lich King shouldn't be Terenas, it should be you..."
"You have one-in-a-million qualifications. You are destined to become the gatekeeper of the shadow world..."
The ghostly voice made Alsace's hair stand on end, making his hair stand on end.
What was even more exaggerated was that he saw his old father's face withering in front of him.
Terenas shouted tremblingly: "Give it back to me! [Frostmourne] is mine."
Arthas was suddenly startled: What? Is this not an illusion? This magic sword actually chose me to be its master?
At the critical moment, a golden light flashed.
For a moment, Uther stepped forward and kicked Terenas away like a bag of garbage.
On the other side, Tirion and Saidan, one on the left and one on the right, held one of his hands respectively.
"Don't be distracted!"
"Don't let the will of the magic sword affect you!"
Throughout the ages, magic weapons of this level have represented terror.
They have strange characteristics and often have terrible soul erosion.
The injection of holy light from the two holy knights not only exorcised evil spirits and calmed the gods, but also bought Alsace precious time.
If it were another person, there is a high probability that he would be crippled even if he did not fall, leaving various mental or soul-level sequelae.
Don’t forget, the second idiot in this life is the owner of the Fire Demon Hammer!
While he was trying hard to control the Balrog Hammer, his body had already been slightly affected. The energy circuit in his body contained more of the fiery power representing flames.
Almost the moment he got the Fire Demon Hammer again, this fierce and domineering artifact hammer buzzed violently. An extremely strong spiritual power rushed from the hammer handle into Alsace's spiritual sea, and it was very arrogant.
The cold mental power of [Frostmourne] was driven out of his body.
After everything was over, the second fool couldn't laugh or cry, and had no choice but to face Hammer's questioning.
Translation, translation, that is: [What on earth can I, Chui, have that is inferior to that charming swordsman!?]
No matter how strong or weak it is, the artifact has its own will to some extent.
For the next ten seconds, he was enjoying the ultimate spiritual torture of the Balrog Hammer's "Are you seeing another woman?"
By the way, it’s Zhang Fei’s roaring version.
After finally calming down Brother Hammer, Alsace suddenly heard a sharp buzzing sound.
It was the screams of millions of innocent souls, and the collective wailing of the innocent dead after a natural disaster.
[Frostmourne], which has lost its master, is taking turns being beaten by several artifacts.
"Destroy! Evil Demonic Sword!" Uther suddenly swung [Ashbringer] and struck the first blow hard.
Without its user, the desolate and deserved Rune Demonic Sword lay flat on the ground, with its least vulnerable blade bearing the blow from the door-panel-shaped artifact sword.
"Dang!" This is the scream of the demon sword.
[Frostmourne] This accomplice, instigator, and witness of countless crimes is destined to suffer this fate.
After [Ashes], heroes holding artifacts rushed forward one after another.
MacDonald, Varian, Khadgar, Valeela...
Finally, there is Arthas holding the Balrog Hammer.
This extremely brutal artifact dealt the final blow to this legendary magic sword.
"Duang!"
After all, the blade of the magic sword could not withstand the ravages of many artifacts, and it cried out and collapsed.
That was the release of all souls since the founding of the Scourge.
These suffering and tormented souls were finally freed.
The cold ice wind surrounding Icecrown Citadel finally stopped, and what appeared before the eyes of the heroes were countless souls that turned into white balls of light, constantly surrounding them.
They were singing, describing their own sufferings while praising the kindness of the liberator.
Along with the unbearable memories, they turned into long winds and chants of freedom, and began to slowly dissipate between heaven and earth.
Until then, everyone finally turned their attention to Terenas, who was paralyzed on the ground, his soul almost dissipated.
The former King of Lordaeron tried to raise his head, ignoring the heroes surrounding him, and extended his right hand to the three people who came forward hand in hand.
Terenas's vision gradually became blurry, and he at least recognized that the people who stepped forward happened to be his children and the important minister he once relied on most, MacDonald.
Perhaps, when the soul is about to perish, its words are also good.
What came out of the mouth that was once quite arrogant and full of vicious words was a sigh: "Is everything... over?"
"It's over." Unable to suppress the sadness in his heart, Alsace stepped forward, slowly knelt down on one knee, and held his father's withered hand: "There is no need to be sad, my father. Kingship has no eternity!"
What a philosophical sentence, but why is it so strange when it comes from Alsace's mouth?
The pointer of fate happened to move forward one notch at this time.
It was clear that his eyes were starting to turn dark, and there was no longer any signal feedback from his soul vision. Terenas suddenly wanted to laugh: "McDonald's, did you teach him this?"
"Yes." McDonald did not deny it.
"Will you take care of their siblings for the rest of their lives?"
This time, the siblings were anxious. They didn't want to put a greater burden on McDonald. They all shook their heads.
But McDonald smiled bitterly: "They... will take the path of their own choice."
"Haha!" This sound was the last words of the Lich King Terenas.
No one knows whether this is mockery, sarcasm, or his last comfort for himself.
Terenas Menethil, the most famous being in this life, was king for two lives, and finally fell completely at this time.
