Chapter 852: The Death Journey of the Undead
For Drunken Wind, the drunken clouds and fire breath were nothing more than a trick to attract Arthas's attention, and that level of fire could be lethal to ordinary people, but it couldn't do anything to the Lich King.
Not to mention that Arthas has now developed a technique such as an anti-magic shield, just saying that the magic resistance brought by his own strength is enough to resist the breath of the drunken wind for a short time, although Arthas can't withstand it if he is scorched for a long time, but this period of fire can't do anything to this Lich King.
But because of his fear of drunken wind, Arthas chose to turn on the anti-magic shield, after all, this skill is not the same as the green cover with a CD in the game, as long as Arthas's runic ability can still hold up, it can always be turned on - and, who knows if drunken wind has done anything, what other tricks to add to the flames?
Unfortunately, this caution gave Drunken Wind a chance.
With the cover of the flames, Drunken Wind stretched out his fingers, the touch of reincarnation!
The touch of reincarnation is, after all, a killer move of drunken wind.
This move starts low-key, and the move is fast, except that it consumes too much energy to use frequently, it is simply perfect.
Although Arthas had not personally seen this move, he had also heard of the record of Drunken Wind killing Azhara in seconds.
Seeing a point, Arthas found that he could not avoid it.
At this point, it's too late to dodge or swing your sword to block, and the only problem with the anti-magic shield is that it slows Arthas down a little - even if it's just a little, it's enough to give Drunken Wind a chance!
Arthas watched as a thick finger stabbed him in the shoulder.
The heavy armor was useless, and the lingering True Qi acted directly on Arthas's soul - if his consciousness could still be called a soul.
Thus, at the moment of the touch of reincarnation, Arthas—or the Lich King—was now completely occupied by the illusion of chaos.
The touch of reincarnation, death to life.
The lethality of this move depends entirely on the state of the recipient.
And Arthas, on its own, is a person who should not exist.
After becoming one with Frostmourn, Arthas's soul has been completely twisted - he is Arthas, Neozu, countless souls who have died under Frostmourn, and at the end of the day, he is the Lich King.
In Azeroth, the power of death is a taboo in itself, because as the fifth element outside of earth, water, fire, and wind, soul energy manifests in many forms.
The wild spirits that the shamans pray for are the wild side of the soul, the true qi that the warrior monks hold is the side of the soul that is combined and embodied through special means, and spiritism and the immortal are the opposite of the soul.
Therefore, the lethality of the touch of reincarnation to Alsace is simply terrifying!
For this existence whose soul has been distorted, the touch of reincarnation caused Arthas to instantly produce a burst of consciousness.
The souls bound by the frost sorrow were all released by this finger.
If the Ash Bringer on the Frozen Throne slashed the Frost Sorrow by virtue of physical destruction, then the attack of the Drunken Wind was a dimensionality reduction blow to the soul!
At this moment, the Lich King fell into absolute confusion.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What should I do?
Countless souls bound by the frost grief began to wail unconsciously, and the strongest souls of Arthas and Naozu, who still retained their memories, were also stripped from the state of fusion!
After Arthas fell into a stupor, the surrounding undead stopped moving, with the exception of the Stitching Monster controlled by Professor Ptrisheed.
Old Fording and Dranos finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the Lich King, who was motionless.
……………………
Am I Alsace?
Or am I Naozu?
Or rather, I'm ...... The Lich King?
Am I dead? Or am I still alive?
After a moment of confusion, Arthas's soul finally took over, and after Frostmourn's binding ability failed, his hidden side was finally revealed.
That's what little goodness is left of Alsace.
When he first merged with Frost Sorrow, the good side of Arthas's soul was sacrificed by Frost Sorrow as nourishment.
And this sacrifice is not complete – at least a little remains to this day.
Thanks to Uther, the battle on the snowy field, although Uther's last hand led to his own counter-killing, but he also managed to awaken and retain the last bit of kindness in Arthas.
Although later, this trace of kindness was regarded as pure soul energy like the souls in countless frost sorrows, but under the touch of the reincarnation of the drunken wind, this last trace of kindness still emitted the last light.
"Kalia, my sister ......"
Arthas finally spoke with difficulty—his voice was no longer hoarse, but so familiar to Calia's ears.
It's like when Lordaeron was still around, every time Alsace returned from an expedition and returned to the palace, he saw himself!
Kalia, who was using the techniques that Fao had given her to deal with Saratas, suddenly felt a little trance.
If it weren't for Old Fording's first help, I'm afraid that the current Kalia would have been unlucky.
And after getting rid of this ancient god, Kalia finally looked at Arthas.
Although there was still a faint glint in her eyes, it seemed to Kalia that her brother had finally returned.
Leaving behind the Frost Sorrow, Arthas struggled to maintain his standing position.
"I ...... I'm sorry. ”
At this moment, if it weren't for the fact that she had become an undead, Kalia would have burst into tears.
It's a really hard feeling to put into words.
Although Arthas killed his father with his own hands, and although Arthas has become the current Lich King, Kalia has long since stopped blaming her brother after so many twists and turns.
Did Arthas do anything wrong before picking up Frostmourn?
No.
It was Terenus's ambitions that were exploited by the Burning Legion, and by accident, Arthas became a pawn.
So when she came to Northrend, Kalia's purpose was simple - she wanted to put an end to it once and for all.
And now, she finally saw the hope of victory.
Just when Kalia was complicated, Arthas's eyes finally lit up with his own light yellow brilliance - although faint, but in this dim underground palace, in Kalia's eyes, it was extremely obvious.
The next moment, as Arthas raised his hand with difficulty, Kalia felt an influx of power.
Blessings from the King!