Chapter 1045: The final chapter of the trial of the crusade
"Becoming the new Lich King?"
At first, Tyran Fordring couldn't believe his ears, but when the Helm of Command and Frostmourne were placed in front of him, he finally believed it.
People who don't know the truth always like to equate strength with luck.
Deep down, Tyran was very dissatisfied with Arthas, a useless prince who was exiled and became the Lich King because he accidentally obtained Frostmourne.
He didn't know what price Arthas paid to become the Lich King.
Robbie said calmly: "Tylan, put on the Helm of Command and pick up Frostmourne. You will be the new Lich King. You will gain powerful power and command countless Scourge legions."
Tailan felt waves of tremors, which was joy coming from the depths of his soul.
Looking at the Helm of Domination and Frostmourne in front of her, Tailan's heart was filled with excitement.
He knew his father very well. Everything Fording did was to become the new Lich King and the leader of natural disasters that could compete with the Alliance and the Horde.
Tyran also knows his position. The Lich King does not need an heir. When Fording realizes his dream, Tyran's best end is to be thrown into a corner like garbage and die on his own.
But if Tyran becomes the Lich King, then his destiny is in his own hands.
As if he was afraid that "Arthas" would regret it, Tyran hurriedly grabbed the Helm of Dominance, put it on his head, and quickly picked up Frostmourne.
The powerful power poured into his body from Frostmourne, seeming to be integrated with this legendary weapon, and his body was just the carrier of Frostmourne.
Feeling this terrifying power, Tailan was about to do something, but then he found that there was darkness in front of him. He could not see, hear, or control his body, and his consciousness was no longer in control of his body.
Tailan's heart suddenly sank, remembering a legend that the Helm of Command could control the host. Unfortunately, it was already too late, and his consciousness was falling into the abyss.
Robbie on the side shrugged and said regretfully: "Don't you ask what the price will be?"
Several ghouls jumped to Tailan's side and helped him build the thick metal armor on the ship. At this moment, Tailan was like a marionette, walking step by step towards the Frozen Throne.
A new Lich King was born, but all his actions were under the control of Kel'Thuzad and Robbie, and Tyran's consciousness was locked in darkness.
Tailan's thick armor is engraved with runes that can detect the condition of his body.
In the secret laboratory of Icecrown Citadel, Kel'Thuzad led a team of Scourge Mage, paying close attention to Tyran's situation. Seeing Robbie walking quickly, Kel'Thuzad shook his head in disappointment: "No aging was observed.
signs.”
Robbie was not surprised and ordered: "The Lich King is not a person, but the leader of countless undead creatures. We also need to equip Tyran with an army."
With Robbie's grant, new Scourge Soldiers were created using the soul fragments of all races in Azeroth.
In addition to small animals such as rabbits and mice, soul fragments of intelligent races were also specially added. The strength of these soldiers was severely weakened, and they were only about the same as ordinary adult humans.
On top of the Frozen Throne, Tailan, who was in the dark abyss, finally saw a glimmer of light, which was countless threads, each thread representing a natural disaster soldier.
There are also some thicker silk threads that can direct the actions of natural disaster generals.
The Scourge of the Undead is a layer-by-layer tree structure. Ordinary soldiers are responsible to officers, officers are responsible to higher-up generals, and generals are responsible to the Lich King. But at the same time, all soldiers are also controlled by the Lich King and have absolute
The right of life and death.
Although these threads are connected to Tailan's soul, he is still just a spectator and cannot issue any instructions. Someone is controlling his consciousness.
The new natural disaster soldiers are too weak to even be qualified to become cannon fodder, so the production speed is extremely fast. Even though it is a natural disaster army with a full range of arms, with 200,000 people, equipped with weapons and armor, it only consumes
Just three days.
Robbie and Kel'Thuzad looked at the data on Tyran nervously. Unfortunately, there was still no sign of aging.
Sitting on the Frozen Throne, Tailan still looks like a young man.
Kel'Thuzad felt frustrated and helplessly cheered himself up: "It doesn't matter, we can continue. Maybe we have missed something."
Robbie kept thinking and tried to analyze:
"We previously speculated that aging is due to the repulsive power of Azeroth. The stronger the strength, the faster the aging rate. Although we have limited Tailan's strength, aging should be obvious. It shouldn't be like this.
Maybe there's some trigger."
Kel'Thuzad recalled the Scourge's aging process, suddenly made a discovery, and whispered:
"At that time, the Scourge was fighting against the Burning Legion, and Arthas came to the battle in person. Aging came in an instant, affecting the entire Scourge."
Robbie's eyes lit up: "It must be fighting, fighting is the triggering condition."
Kel'Thuzad looked to the north, in the direction of the Silver Arena: "If this is the case, the Scourge should take the initiative and make our enemies pay the price."
After helping Thrall occupy Stormwind City, Fordring did not stay, but returned directly to Northrend. He knew his fate and would not be able to set foot on other continents in the future.
Fording, who had regained his strength, changed his ways, stayed away from the temptation of wine, killed the substitute with his own hands, and presided over the Crusade Trial in the Silver Arena.
After that, the Kingdom of Stormwind launched the Battle of King Qin, and a hundred thousand troops entered Stormwind City. Fording ignored it and did not want to participate. He simply threw himself into the Crusade Trial.
Thanks to Fording's efforts, more than 300,000 trialists were slaughtered because of their failure, and their bodies were made into hard jerky and stored in a warehouse in the back mountain.
Fording believes that defeating the Scourge requires months and years of war, and the Silver Arena should continue forever so that a steady stream of military supplies can be provided to the orcs.
Today is a big day in the Silver Arena. Dozens of teams successfully killed representatives of the opposing camp and advanced to the final round.
The leaders of the Alliance and the Horde gathered together to watch this most brutal bloody feast.
The opponents in the last round were the Val'kyr Twins. Fordring claimed that they were generals of the Scourge Corps. As long as they defeated the Val'kyr Twins, they would be qualified to become the final victors.
The Val'kyr twins actually came from Odin's Hall of Valor, which was the result of a compromise under Odin's coercion.
Odin needs to collect the souls of warriors for the Hall of Valor. After all, the winner has already been determined. The warriors who hit the final round are destined to die, and their souls will be sent to the Hall of Valor.
Fording was very dissatisfied with Odin's coercion, but he had no choice but to step onto the podium and deliver a speech loudly:
"After countless sacrifices, fate has brought you here. Only by uniting can you overcome the final challenge. From the depths of Icecrown Glacier, the Lich King's winged messengers and the terrifying Val'kyr twins will become your final enemies.
, fight for victory.”
When the Val'kyr twins entered the trial field, all the trialists exclaimed.
The Val'kyr Twins are more than ten meters tall and are two moving castles.
A bright light shone like a small sun around her body, and the bright vortex of light melted the rocks under her feet.
The other one was as dark as ink, the air was freezing wherever it passed, and the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.
This is simply not a terrifying creature that mortals can defeat.