A heavy, massive, full-rounder helmet with an iron tee that seemed to cut off all life. On the crown of death, with five fingers pointing towards the sky, the small skull decoration in the center shimmered with a strange light.

All of Arthas's expressions were hidden behind the T-shaped helmet opening, and only the glittering eyes could be seen glowing blue in the wind and snow.

Long strands of silver-white hair flowed through the gap between the helmet and shoulder armor, fluttering in the wind.

The surging Frost elemental is vibrating, and the Lich King has turned on Full Fire.

No one doubted that Duke would be attacked by Alsace as soon as he showed his head.

"Duke Marcus - this is Northrend!" a loud, angry voice echoed far away in the snowstorm.

A contemptuous voice soon came back from the void—

"Arthas—this is Azeroth!"

In an instant, the judgment was made.

Perhaps, you Alsace are the King of the Dead in Northrend.

But I, Duke Marcus, am the demigod of all Azeroth!

Is Northrend big or is the whole of Azeroth big?

With just one sentence, it slapped his face and slapped it loudly.

At this moment, Gianna, who was beside Duke, smiled so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist and whispered, "Duke, I just like your atmosphere." ”

Arthas was stunned for a moment, if it weren't for the heavy Lich King's helmet covering his face, then what was in front of his subordinates at this time, if not a face of annoyance, would be terrifyingly gloomy.

"Duke Marcus, are you just going to do what you say!?" Alsace tilted his head slightly.

There was no response in the sky.

Only the slightly defiant voice of Alsace echoed over the mountain walls and the fortress of Winterhug Lake, as if there was a gust of wind that no one would pay attention to.

"Very well, since Alsace is here. In the igloo, Duke clapped his palms happily: "Take me as the ranging standard, 11 degrees 22 minutes west-southwest, 1494 meters away, give me a wave first!"

Duke certainly didn't tell the girls in the igloo, but in the other magic mirror image, it was Brian Copperbeard's grinning face.

Arthas suddenly heard an incomparably dense roar, far away, but faintly audible in the wind, looking for the sound to look south, and in the blink of an eye, a swarm of locust-like black dots was reflected in their vision.

That's countless shells!

"Boring!" Arthas didn't even raise his right hand, just his left hand, which was wearing heavy black iron gloves, was raised in the air, and an ice storm rolled up in the sky.

Countless ice edges appeared out of thin air, forming a huge curtain that swirled endlessly, and every time a cannonball broke into the kilometers around this ice tornado, it would be pulled directly into the center of the storm.

I thought this was the end, but who knows, the shell, which was supposed to explode only after firing with firing pins and gunpowder, suddenly exploded with a "boom".

Countless golden holy water splashed out with the explosion of the cannonballs, as if golden fireworks were blooming in the sky.

It's beautiful, and it also stimulates the nerves of His Majesty the Lich King.

Arthas could clearly feel that his grip on the ice storm was rapidly eroding as the divine power of the cannonballs countered the evil power he had poured into the ice storm.

"Hmph!" a cold snort sent out more ethereal, thin white lines from Arthas's left finger.

"This Frost Elemental Control ......" Gianna, who was watching the battle by relying on the magic mirror, was stunned, she was also playing with the Frost Elemental, even if she had a different position, she couldn't help but subconsciously exclaim. In a sense, Arthas's control of the Frost Elemental is also her learning goal.

"Don't think that's all there is to my welcome!" Duke snapped his fingers.

Dongyong Lake is the largest freshwater lake in Northrend, but it is rarely visited in normal times, and the biggest reason is that Dongyong Lake is surrounded by mountains, and the towering and steep mountains are the best city walls in the world, arching Dongyong Lake.

Two thousand meters away from Alsace, the Hood soared upward. Above the mermaid's bow that was later added, Tyrande* stood lightly on the mermaid's shoulder.

Her gaze spanned a distance of two thousand meters, locked on the crowd in Alsace.

2000 meters, if you look at a person, it is almost not even a small black dot. If you look at an icy skybridge built out of thin air, that's a different story.

"What a show, Arthas!" quipped Tyrande's adopted daughter, Shantis.

Tyrande glanced at Shantis, then raised her hands high, her white jade-like arms, with a faint blue-purple color, and the divine power flowed through her body at high speed, triggering the vibrations of the atmosphere with the activation of the divine magic.

Instantly, a thick line of purple and blue descended from the clouds and ran across the blizzard-covered sky. The meteorite that fell from the sky outside the atmosphere easily broke through the thick ice and snow clouds, ignoring the frost element of Arthas, and slammed down vertically, smashing straight towards the location where Arthas was.

The powerhouses of the Scourge's legion froze suddenly.

Most of the surrounding Alliance soldiers looked up at the purple-blue comet trail hanging from the sky, and when Elune performed this trick many times without sparing his divine power, no Alliance soldier was unfamiliar with it.

However, due to the large-scale purge of members of the Cursed Sect and the deliberate intelligence blockade, the Scourge Legion's access to information from the outside world has become even more delayed. Most of the Scourge powerhouses were really the first time they had seen such a method.

"Ai-Lu-En-" Arthas recognized, a cold voice coming from the dark, full-face helmet.

In fact, until this moment, Arthas still has the option to dodge.

He didn't want to take even one step back!

Because he's Arthas, the Lich King!

He stands in his own territory! Standing at the beginning of this world that is about to conquer the whole world!

Obviously, [Star Fall] still has more than ten seconds to fall on his head, and he is standing there.

Don't dodge!

[Frost Sorrow] was raised high, and the skeletal eyes on the sword burst out with the deepest evil aura.

At Arthas's feet, ice-blue rune emblems spread out, each rune glittering. The chill of death spread endlessly around Arthas, as if the place where he stood now was the Ice Throne that hung alone over the peaks of the snow-capped mountains.

All the leaders of the Scourge Legion subconsciously retreated.

Because what is about to explode is a terrible move that even the souls of the undead will freeze through.

Duke in the distance sighed: "Arthas, you are really good. ”

The power of [Star Fall], Duke is too familiar, not long ago, the same terrifying blow directly knocked half of Kil'Gardan to ashes.

However, Arthas faintly showed the momentum to withstand this blow!