Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!The sword lights of Frostmourne crisscrossed and collided fiercely with the sickle-shaped claws of the Crypt Lord. Although Anub'arak's carapace was very hard, it could not withstand Frostmourne's unlimited chopping.

A small part of his front paw has been broken, and his body is covered with sword marks. Although it is only a small injury to him, but on the other hand, Arthas is unharmed, and even breathing is not disturbed. Which is better.

"You are very strong, maybe you can really beat him."

Anub'arak praised from the bottom of his heart, he felt that he might be able to get rid of the control and slavery of the Lich King.

Arthas said Frostmourne without saying a word, but the rune on the sword had already shown his meaning.

"Come on, Arthas, cut off my head, and calm my soul."

"Are you really willing to die like this? Died in a meaningless struggle?" Alsace asked suddenly.

Anub'arak was silent for a moment, and immediately laughed at himself again, "Heh...what can I do if I am not reconciled? I am a rebellious king in the eyes of the insects, and I have no honor at all."

"If you don't change the status quo yourself, it is indeed a permanent shame."

Arthas raised the rune sword and said solemnly, "You have a chance for revenge."

"...What's the difference between that and now?"

Anub'arak didn't speak any more, but swiftly dived into the ground, seeming to have begun to flee. It seemed that the Lich King didn't want to let the servant he had finally found disappear.

But how did Arthas let Anub'arak escape so easily?A large amount of death power poured into Frostmourne, the rune sword gleamed with blue light, and began to launch the final attack on Anub'arak.

Whether it is an undead or a living being, once injured by the cursed sword, it will be engraved with a semi-permanent imprint, and it is almost impossible to escape the chase of the master of Frostmourne.

Anub'arak's digging movement stopped abruptly, his body began to twitch involuntarily, and he returned to the surface.

At this time, he had only traveled tens of meters underground, before being able to return to the bottom of the iron wall dam, he was pulled out of the ground by Arthas.

The wound on his body exudes the same light as Frostmourne, and at the same time that the rune sword has left him wounds, it has already nailed an anchor in his soul.

Arthas rode invincible slowly towards Anub'arak, the tip of the sword was against Anub'arak's head, and he could feel the strangeness in the depths of Anub'arak's soul.

That was the mark left by the Lich King Ner'zhul on the important generals of the Scourge, to consolidate his control over the undead.

But now, the "king" who thought he was planning a strategist, there was a wave of anger in his soul.

Without the slightest hesitation, Arthas strangled the mark of the Lich King and severed the connection between Ner'zhul and Anub'arak.

Anub'arak felt his body lighten, and the heavy bondage finally disappeared. Although he was still an undead, at least he now had a free will.

But he didn't feel happy at all, because Arthas was obviously a guy who was not defeated by the Lich King, and he felt that his destiny might not have changed.

"Don't you look so happy?"

The lord of the crypt, the former worm king moved his limbs and did not make a futile move. He replied, "Your power is the same as the Lich King, how can I be happy?"

"Yes, I have my purpose. You and your subordinates are powerful assistants," Alsace said bluntly. He has nothing to deceive Anub'arak. He just intends to turn him into his own subordinates.

"Then what are you waiting for? I don't have the ability to resist now."

Anub'arak had just released the contact with the Lich King, and his soul was corroded by Frostmourne. In his heyday, he might be able to escape from Arthas, which is absolutely impossible now.

"I am not interested in enslaving your everything like the Lich King. All I want is your loyalty."

"And you should have discovered something, some of your people...oh, the former people, have begun to fall to the most primitive faith."

Anub'arak was full of doubts and surprises: Why would Arthas know such things?

"They are our creators, there is nothing wrong with believing in them." Anub'arak did not want to continue this topic.

"Then why did you stop believing in them for tens of thousands of years-until you ran away in a panic, you dug up His roots again."

Alsace’s question left Anub'arak speechless. Azjol-Nerub was part of the ancient worm empire, but they no longer believed in their creator: the ancient gods.

Because in the inheritance from generation to generation, the wise and astute Nerubians realized the consequences of madness, and the ancient gods were sealed by the guardians of the Titans, they hid in the ground and gave up their belief in the original gods.

"Death means rebirth," Alsace's sword fell in front of Anub'arak, and the Crypt Lord silently looked at the rune on the sword, "At least you can do something for your people to make up for your mistakes."

It means: where is strength and where despair is.

Obviously, Arthas is currently the only person who can contend with the Lich King, and his power will bring despair to all enemies.

But different from the deep hatred and evil thoughts of the Lich King that were as deep as the abyss, Arthas's power was so pure, Anub'arak only felt one thought from his blade-death.

There was a fierce battle in Anub'arak, and in the end, he chose to surrender to Arthas.

"Salute you, my master."

The corners of Arthas's mouth raised, and when Anub'arak's voice just fell, a rune sank into his forehead, and the Crypt Lord could directly hear Arthas's voice ringing in his mind.

This power is more pure and ingrained than the Lich King, and Anub'arak no longer has any thoughts of resisting, because this rune is much easier than the enslavement of the Lich King, at least Anub'arak has his own thinking.

"Very well, then, do you want a good revenge?"

"Extremely happy, Master."

With the help of the Crypt Lord, Arthas quickly took control of a large number of undead troops he brought, and those fanatics who had been deeply brainwashed by the Lich King were mercilessly beheaded by the Crypt Lord. .Biquge Novel www.gdousu.com

Once a king, he knew very well: the king does not need unfaithful subordinates.

Those cultists are imaginary and confusing at this time, and when they reach the Icecrown Glacier where the Lich King is located, they will definitely find ways to inform their master.

Although Anub'arak was convinced that Icecrown Glacier basically had no strong opponents at this time, there were still a large number of undead and puppet creations. Although their numbers were large, they couldn't help the impact of the sea of ​​undead.

"Master, we should be careful of the garrison in Icecrown Citadel. My former subordinate, Anubrekan is one of their commanders."

"Although a considerable number of undead officers and high-level officers followed Kel'Thuzad to take the floating city of Naxxramas to the Eastern Kingdom, there is still a defensive force that cannot be underestimated in the current Icecrown Citadel."

Arthas looked sideways at Anub'arak, who was taller than himself riding a horse, "Is there a Dreadlord?"

"I don’t know the whereabouts of Tichondrius and Barnazar. Mal'Ganis should have gone to the Eastern Kingdom, while Detherok and Varimathras hid in a dark corner of Northrend and were not there. Icecrown."

Arthas nodded, "Mal'Ganis is dead, and his soul has become Frostmourne's meal."

"That's great, but they may be the biggest threat in the current Scourge."

Under Anub'arak's explanation, Alsace probably understood the current situation in the "Icecrown Citadel".

It is said to be an Icecrown Fortress. In fact, the transformation of the entire Icecrown Glacier area by the undead has only just begun. Apart from the completion of a part of the outer walls and fortresses, the innermost main fortress is just a rudimentary form.

The Frozen Throne is not completely covered by Saronite, most of it is still exposed outside the glacier, like a spiral tower.

In fact, there is no need to say from Anub'arak, Alsace can see a large number of souls forming a violent vortex in the distant sky across most of the glacier. Don’t think about it, there is the Frozen Throne, the kingdom of shadows and the real world The weakest link.

Under the breath of Alsace, the weak souls did not dare to stop the movement of this army. They were just the lowest level cannon fodder, and even their self-consciousness was incomplete, and some were just "workers".

The other small forces guarding various places were either wiped out by the troops led by Alsace and Anub'arak, or they were integrated into their army.

When Alsace marched to the main peak of the Icecrown Glacier, under the mountain where the Frozen Throne is located, Alsace finally saw a decent resistance force.

A large number of crypt demons and natural disaster insects gush out from the ground. The leader is the crypt lord Anubrekan, and beside him stands many strong men of the original insect empire.

Anub'arak looked at his former subjects, sighing, even though he was unable to resist the Scourge of the Lich King and was forced to be enslaved by it, when he stood on the opposite side of them again, his heart was still mixed.

But he has sworn allegiance to Arthas and will never return to the cold-blooded executioner of the Lich King. As for his former clansmen who are willing to welcome the new life of death, he will accept it for Arthas, but he will not of……

That can only send them to eternal sleep.

"Master, our number is much smaller than theirs." Anub'arak made a buzzing sound, and he made such a noise every time he spoke.

But he didn't feel timid, because the Lich King almost dragged out all the Scourge that he could quickly deploy to defend the Frozen Throne, indicating that he felt threat from Arthas.

"If we can't make a quick fight, there will be more undead coming." Anub'arak emphasized, "The number of them on this continent is endless."

"Of course I understand." Arthas estimated the difference in the number of one side and the other side. There are more than 10,000 undead troops on his side, and the number of the other side is obviously more than 100,000, and there is a trend of increasing. "Can you help me How long will it hold them?"

"If you use ghouls and skeletons at all costs, it can take about two hours."

"Who is the strongest of them?"

"Anubrekan, my master, except for the strong of the Worm Man Empire, the Lich King has not been able to find other suitable corpses."

Arthas stared at the Scourge of almost all races: there were trolls, dwarves, humans, orcs, worms, and elven bones tens of thousands of years ago. He even saw a few bone dragons. shadow.

"Can you beat him?"

Anub'arak seemed to smile, "Master, the Worm Man Empire worships the strong, and I am the king, he is just the commander."

"Well, you lead the troops and drag their main force here."

Anub'arak buzzed twice, "Your will is my will."

"Let Ner'zhul, the incompetent'Lich King' see what is true death."

Arthas held Frostmourne, and the command was instantly passed to the minds of every individual in his legion: "Take everything you see!"

The horrible roar sounded, the jaws of the skeleton warriors opened, and the blue soul fire was ignited. They raised their rotten and broken weapons and launched a charge toward the Lich King's legion.

"Crush them, for your majesty." Anubrekan greeted him first, and the moment he hit the sea of ​​skulls aroused the sky of bones.

It was impossible for Anub'arak to let the senior generals of the Scourge consume his cannon fodder like this. He also expected these skeletons and ghouls to delay enough time, so the Crypt Lord quickly found Anubrekan and used a more powerful The power suppressed him.

Since the conversion of the lich is not mature at this time, even in the undead natural disasters, there is no real lich. The casters of both parties are either ghosts or worm priests, plus some skeleton wizards, so the caster’s The gap is not big.

Taking advantage of the lack of high-level combat power of the natural disaster, Arthas almost smashed through the entire line with undead cannon fodder. The bone dragon in the sky spewed breath at him, but those were just a few juvenile young dragon corpses, not at all. Fa caused too much trouble for Alsace.

On the contrary, a bone dragon flew too low, and was pulled from the sky by Alsace's death grip, breaking one of its wings, and being crushed by Invincible's skull.

Even the undead would find it hard to recover from such damage, except for falling on the skeletons and corpses, this bone dragon had no other way.

Soon, Arthas rushed out of the line of undead natural disasters and rushed towards the Frozen Throne. The Lich King's minions frantically wanted to catch up with him, but the invincible speed was comparable to that of ordinary undead?

Even the few remaining bone dragons were left far behind. After Alsace killed a few psychics who were in the way, he almost unimpededly entered the upward path of the Frozen Throne. .

A large number of undead souls gather here, and a considerable part of it is beyond the control of the Lich King, so he dare not let his undead forces enter the fortress in large numbers, otherwise, under the impact of the tide of souls, they will lose the damage to the Scourge. Take control.

In that case, it didn't make any sense at all, and it distracted himself, so after Arthas entered the Frozen Throne, he never encountered scattered undead.

The Lich King was ready to welcome Arthas' arrival in the most "complete" posture.