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Chapter 133

Nova looked helpless, shook her head speechlessly, and stopped arguing with Hans.

The picture on the computer screen, Hans's skilled one-handed operation, controlled the bear T to steadily hold down LK's hatred. The other 24 teammates also followed the steps: the shaman turned on bloodlust 5 seconds after the group started.

, the anti-cavalry pulled the ghouls and vrykul away from the crowd, the long-range DPS and healers dispersed their positions, and the melee combatants concentrated behind LK, stabbing his anus crazily.

What the audience saw in the field was: the giant bear transformed from the tauren swooped, bit, scratched and slapped at the Lich King crazily, without stopping for a moment. The Lich King tried his best to block,

While parrying and dodging the attacks of the giant bear, he would seize the opportunity to cast spells on the crowd, and occasionally summon undead creatures in the crowd.

Due to Hans's buff to the 25-man group and the nerf to the two fools, the battle duration, which was normally close to 20 minutes, was reduced to about 5 minutes, but the main skills of each stage of LK were not skipped.

With the shortening of the original duration, the dazzling spells and combat skills, and the orderly and flawless cooperation of 25 people, the entire battle was indeed like a movie, and most of the audience's minds were filled with unknown feelings.

"Frostmourne is hungry!" When the Lich King's health on the screen finally dropped to 10%, the Lich King aroused the fury of Frostmourne and instantly killed 25 people fighting on the field.

As the warriors fell, the audience in the seats couldn't help but exclaimed! Discussions followed. But then the cold and frightening words of the Lich King sounded, and the audience's attention was once again

Force to attract back to the field.

Lich King: You trained them well, Fording. You sent the most powerful warriors in the world... all to me... This is exactly what I want... Your silent sacrifice will be rewarded by me.

Praise.

See it with your own eyes! I will turn them from corpses into warriors of the Scourge... Azeroth will fall into chaos and destruction in their hands... And you! Will be the first corpse! Ahhahahahahaha

...I will enjoy the irony!

Fording: Supreme Holy Light, please bless me and give me strength... help me break through these shackles!

Fording was shrouded in light, breaking through the ice that sealed him, leaping over Arthas' head, and using the full power of the Ashbringer to cut off Frostmourne.

Lich King: This is impossible...

Fordring: It's over, Arthas! Your days of killing creatures are over today!

The souls imprisoned in Frostmourne surrounded Arthas and lifted him up. The soul of Terenas II slowly emerged.

Terenas: Free at last! It is over. My children. The time of reckoning has come. Warriors of the Light assemble!

Fording: The Lich King must die!

The fallen people were resurrected by the holy light, and they attacked Alsace, who was imprisoned in the air by the soul vortex with all his strength!

Lich King: I am like a lion in front of the sheep, but they are not afraid of me, and they dare not be afraid. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The soul vortex stopped, throwing the Lich King back to the ground, and the Helm of Dominance fell from Arthas' head. Arthas tried hard to get it back, but in the end he fell to the ground helplessly.

Terenas materialized next to him, and the blue light in Alsace's eyes dissipated. When Terenas knelt beside Alsace, Alsace stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his chest, and Terenas

Si also reached out and took his son's hand.

At this time, a child's voice sounded, slowly singing: An KaranirThanagor

Malor.

hm Raval.

Arthas: Father! Everything... is over?

Terenas: It's over...Kingdom has no eternity, my son.

Arthas: In front of my eyes...there is only endless...darkness...

With Arthas' last words, the hand holding his father's soul slipped gently. The prince of Lordaeron's eyes turned white. Terenas closed his eyes, and the second generation of the Lich King came to an end.

A huge opaque cover slowly emerged in the field, completely covering the entire Frozen Throne, completely isolating the sight and sound of the throne from the audience.

"Thank you very much for watching. Although the play is a bit confusing, but after seeing your heated discussion, I think this play is probably okay?" Hans floated above the hood in the venue and said to the audience, "

Oh~ I'm sorry for not notifying me in advance, because staging this play was just my personal impromptu idea. Please forgive me for my little willfulness this time~"

"It's okay! It's very interesting! Baby Hans! I like it very much!" Frigga shouted to Hans with her hands like a trumpet!

"Thank you~mu~a~" Hans blew a kiss to Frigga, "Then today's show ends here, thank you Asgardians for your appreciation! You can return to Asgard through the doors on both sides of the seats.

"Following Hans's words, doors appeared on both sides of the auditorium.

"I will discuss with Hans about the specific timetable for the next performance. Please don't be impatient. I know that everyone is looking forward to this novel show, and so am I!" The people of Asgard were filled with excitement after seeing this.

Willing to leave, Odin said loudly, "Don't worry, everyone, we will watch it together in the near future! Now please leave the theater Hans prepared for us, and we will return to Asgard together." Asgard

Only then did people begin to leave in an orderly manner.

"Oh! Hans! I think you should add a few more scenes!" Fatty Sol said with a look of resentment, "It's too few and everyone hasn't seen enough!"

"I didn't expect you to have the leisure time to watch movies now. That's all we can do today. I'm very tired and want to go to bed." After Hans finished speaking, he yawned for a long time and squeezed out sleepy tears from his eyes. "In the future,

It will still be screened, but I think you may not have a chance to see it."

"Oh! Hans, I think you should...not just to play this drama?" Odin asked cautiously when he saw that the people had basically left.

"Yes, I killed the rebellious heroic spirit by the way, and then imprisoned his soul in the Frozen Throne, letting him repeat the scene of his defeat and death in the dream world." Hans's expression was serious.

"Baby, your desire for revenge... I think is a bit too strong." Meryl said with a complicated expression, "And your behavior, as well as the way you deal with the Arendelle royal family, are different from your previous...

…The idea that you want all the worlds to live in harmony…is that too much of a contradiction?”

"Human nature is often complicated and contradictory." Hans curled his lips disapprovingly.

"This is really a ridiculous statement!" Jane said angrily, "Baseless assumptions are not enough to convince others!"

"There is no basis for it? This kind of situation can be seen everywhere in life!" Hans stared at his mother with dissatisfied eyes! "Did you and my father get married because they were in love? Did he subscribe to "The Sun" after the marriage?

"?"

"Does this have anything to do with it!? Of course we chose to get married after falling in love. As for him liking to read gossip newspapers, that's just his personal hobby-" Jane expressed confusion about her son's question and answered half of it, but

He was interrupted by Jean's loud cough.

"Son, I think this topic-" Jean wanted to change the topic, but Meryl's stern and cold gaze made him swallow the unfinished words.

"Oh! It seems you never read or care about newspapers, Jane!" John looked at his son jokingly, "I think you need to explain to your mother, Hans~"

“The readers of the Mirror are people who think they are running the country;

The Guardian is read by people who think they should run the country;

The readers of The Times are the people who actually run the country;

The readers of the Daily Mail are the wives of the men who run the country;

The readers of the Financial Times are the ones who hold the country in their hands;

The readers of the Morning Star are people who want to leave their country to be governed by another country;

And the readers of the Daily Telegraph feel that we are being governed by other countries." Hans's face was listless at first, and then suddenly brightened, "As for the readers of the Sun, they don't care who governs the country, as long as she

Just protuberance and curvature is fine~ There are all-fruit girls on the third page~”

"What!?" Jane looked at her husband in disbelief!

"So, honey, what's your conclusion?" Meryl asked, unable to help but smile.

"Men, while always thinking about all kinds of dirty and dirty things, they also long for pure and beautiful love. Isn't this the most common example of complex and contradictory human nature?" Hans pouted.

Spread your hands! "Are similar situations really rare, or are you just so used to it that you turn a blind eye?"


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