On the deserted city avenue of Dalaran, Arthas rode atop his loyal mount, the Invincible, now the beloved horse of the undead warhorse, as usual. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In Quel'Thalas, he had an unpleasant experience of Darth Rema, the bastard who was so restless that instead of attacking him, he vilely poisoned the Invincible, slicing off one of his legs with the heat of the sunwell.

This made him have to spend a lot of effort to refine the leg bone of another undead war horse with the power of darkness and transfer it to [Invincible].

When [Invincible] was still alive, it died from a fatal wound caused by a broken leg.

This makes Alsace very reluctant to recall that terrible moment many years ago, which is a terrible feeling.

However, in the battle with the previous Elven King, the icy anger provoked by this incident was very helpful in defeating his opponent and successfully resurrecting Kel'thugad.

The arrival of Kel'thugad intrigued Arthas, who watched him float in front of him, and from the Sunwell back to Lordaeron and then to Laran, the Lich seemed quiet all the way, if that word could be used to describe the Lich......

The other day, it was Kel'thugad who had delivered an order from the Lich King to return to the ruins of Arthas.

Alsace was a little puzzled about the order, but he never raised any doubts.

It wasn't until yesterday that Kel'thugad told Arthas about the Scourge Legion's true goal - to summon Akmund the Polluter, one of the two Burning Legion's two commanders, directly to the world of Azeroth.

After an increasingly tedious campaign, hearing the news, the former Prince Lordaeron was filled with curiosity and excitement.

Because of Duke's birth, the sweep of the Scourge Legion did not take shape. It's a sense of loss that even if you win, you're not done.

Suddenly I wondered, he can't completely overwhelm Duke now, if he stands behind him with the legendary Burning Legion's strongest warrior Akmund, will Duke Marcus still be able to stand tall in front of him?

Despite being both Eredans, Akmund has a very different style from Kilgardan the Deceit. Kil'Gardan prefers to use stratagem, sparing no expense in a lot of time and at the lowest cost to achieve his own goals and those of the Burning Legion.

Akmund is the simplest of violence!

Even as a commander, what he loves most is to go to the battlefield in person, inflict the most terrible destruction on the enemy, and enjoy the pleasure of all destruction in front of him.

This is also why the Titan-born Demon King Sargeras is more powerful in terms of combat power, and the fraudster Kilgardan is also very powerful, but because he has rarely made direct attacks in the past 10,000 years, in a wider understanding, the existence of other races is more willing to believe that Akmund is the strongest of the Burning Legion!

Thinking of this, the corners of the fallen prince's mouth hooked up a smile: "Take me over, Kel'thugad!"

"Yes!" replied the Great Lich with deference.

The attitude of the Great Lich pleased Arthas.

Although by chance, the Scourge Legion theoretically had three Great Lich of the Dawn level at most, but he was the most pleasing to the eye.

Antonidas lacks the consciousness of being a lich.

Anastrian still hadn't given up on being the former king, and the fallen elven king was not fit to be a servant...... In fact, Arthas himself sometimes wondered if he was also a grievance under the Lich King Neozu.

The Lich King's power is so powerful, and Frostmourn is constantly and subtly influencing Arthas's will, that the Fallen Prince never thinks much about it.

Suddenly, a thought crossed Arthas's mind.

"Yes!" he said teasingly, "you don't hold a grudge against me for killing you?"

"Don't be stupid. The undead archlich replied, "His Majesty the Lich King has long told me what the outcome of our meeting will be. ”

Arthas looked surprised, "Your Majesty knows I'm going to kill you?" he frowned, glancing at the sword in his lap. It was sleeping quietly, with no whispers, and no runes on it flashed with power.

"Of course!" Kel'thugad's hollow voice carried a hint of superiority, "He chose you to be his warrior long before the Scourge launched the Scourge. ”

Alsace was a little uncomfortable.

It was the unpleasantness of being fooled.

No one ever asked or revealed his fate.

If he had known this, would he have embraced his own depravity?

No!

He was convinced of that.

He Alsace has never liked ** Zong, but he understands that since he is destined to be a terrible weapon, then he can only adapt.

The Fall is complete!

Life is gone!

Whether it's his, his father's, his master's......

If it hadn't been for that orphanage massacre, maybe he would still be with Uther now, his father, and even Gianna......

It's a pity that all this is already an unrealistic fantasy.

Since the moment he pulled out the [Frost Sorrow], his fate was irreversible, and he could only go down the dark path step by step!

The road that seemed to be never-ending soon came to an end, a huge altar converted from the central square of Dalaran.

According to Kel'thugad, this blood altar inlaid with skulls and made of an unknown number of corpses serves the same purpose as the Dark Gate of the Cursed Lands.

"Why don't we just attack the Dark Gate?" Arthas frowned.

The Great Lich was silent for a moment, but finally replied, "The Dark Gate was a good choice. But not anymore. It took the Marcus family ten years to completely fortify almost the entire Fort Watch area in the northern part of the Swamp of Sorrows and the Cursed Lands. Also, all of the ground near the fort has been treated with divine magic, and we can't resurrect anyone who died there as Scourge soldiers. And ......"

The Great Lich said a lot, but Arthas didn't listen to it later.

For the second time in a matter of moments, Arthas felt the malice of fate. His instincts seemed to tell him that Duke was once again in his way, and the kind of one that had foreseen everything.

"Cut ......" took a hard bite.

It was a cruel ritual that was accomplished with the sacrifice of 10,000 living people.

As the ritual progressed, in the final stage, Arthas could see with his own eyes the mist rising next to the altar began to change from a sickening red to a strange green.

The green cloud continues to swirl.

Then, Alsace discovered that the form of a giant could already be seen. It wasn't ordinary huge, it was huge, big, Akmund's size, beyond all his imagination.