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Orgrim thought about 10,000 possibilities, what kind of existence the Lich King was, but he did not connect him with the Prince of Lordaeron.

"It looks like your ritual is done well, you haven't turned into a brainless zombie."

Arthas glanced at Orgrim and said exactly the same thing as Lothar.

"That is to say, I'm thanks to you for this look of mine?" Orgrim's boots stepped on the hard and cold Saronite ground, making tremors.

The orc who was more than a bit taller than Arthas stood in front of the prince, but it was a pity that Arthas would not be deterred by the mere difference in size.

"No one taught you to kneel before the king, orc."

Orgrim's eyes raised, just about to get angry, Arthas's soul pressure made him seem to be carrying a mountain, his legs bent, and he almost knelt on the ground.

His sturdy body was trembling constantly under the pressure, but he never completely knelt on the ground, but Arthas replaced the Lich Queen, and almost no one was exempt from the suppression of the undead.

The heavy plate-armor knee pads slammed on the ground, squeezing the ground into a dent. Orgrim barely supported his body, maintaining a surrender posture on one knee.

"You...resurrected me just to humiliate me?"

Orgrim felt that this was an unbearable shame. Orcs could accept death, but they could not accept being taken away by their enemies.

Arthas turned his back, staring at the magic ceremony in the middle of the hall, and said flatly, "You are a sinner, and I gave you a chance to atone."

"What's my sin?! You and I are just different!"

"I'm not talking about mistakes made to me or humans, that is something the orcs need to repay." Arthas inspected his handguards for a while, "Your atonement is for Azeroth."

Orgrim was already in anger at the moment, where he could hear what Arthas said, he tried to stand up from the ground, but he felt like he was being held tightly by a Goron, and moved at all. No.

"Do you think the orcs have gotten rid of everything?" Arthas's voice was like the death of death, knocking on Orgrim's heart.

"Gul'dan is dead, we just want a place to stay, most of the orcs are also victims, they are innocent——!!!" Orgrim said plausibly.

"Innocent? Haha, when you invaded the territory of the Alliance, did you consider that the women and children killed by you were innocent? When you massacred the draenei, did you think of the innocent people who were sacrificed by you?"

Arthas's expression was grim. "No orc is innocent."

Orgrim was surprised at why Arthas knew what had happened to Draenor, but at the same time he was a little speechless, and Arthas's words pierced the orc's sore spot.

When he was the chief, he could ignore the blood debt in his hand, but when he died once, those things seemed like endless nightmares, echoing in his mind.

"Everything is a bloody fact. No matter how you excuse it, the glory of the orcs has long been a joke. You are just poor creatures enslaved by demons."

"You have committed many crimes in Shattrath, in Karabor, in Stormwind, in Draenor, and the Eastern Kingdoms. Do you think that running away will make it all over?"

"Do you think that by avoiding it, hatred can be eliminated?! Back, answer, me, Orgrim Doomhammer!"

"I really want to put every orc I saw to death in the asylum, instead of mercifully granting you a second chance."

Every word of Arthas was like a heavy hammer hitting Orgrim's heart. After all, the arrogant orc lowered his head, "I...I can be loyal to you, but please let my fellow citizens go, they ...They are no longer the beasts that were controlled by the blood of the devil."

"It's not that simple, Orgrim, it's not," Arthas said indifferently, a true Lich King, a ruthless undead king.

"Because of you, the Burning Legion has been eyeing our world. If you want to get back the glory that belongs to you, you should hunt down those despicable demons instead of just finding a battle and giving up your life."

After finishing the conversation, Arthas ignored the silent Orgrim and ordered his steward Anub'arak.

"Anub'arak, take this death knight to calm down, he needs some time before joining us."

After the Crypt Lord led Orgrim to leave, Anduin Lothar touched his nose, "Ahem, you seem to be very dissatisfied with the orcs."

"Sir Lothar, I don't think you have any good feelings about them." Arthas sighed, "If our high-end combat power is really scarce, I would not want to resurrect a pure like Orgrim. Orcs."

"It used to be. After all, Stormwind City was destroyed in their hands, but...according to you, we are also at fault-Medivh..."

Lothar thought of the sad past again as he spoke, and the death knight shook his head very helplessly.

If Medivh hadn't been contaminated by a piece of Sargeras' soul shard, no one would be able to open the astral portal from Draenor to Azeroth.

"Okay, being sad about the past doesn't solve the problem. I said those things to Orgrim just to make him recognize the facts." Arthas patted Lothar on the shoulder. "If not necessary, I don't want to Use force to control a death knight."

"Even if you become an undead monarch, you still have the mercy of a paladin," Lothar quipped. "Don't call me Sir Lothar. Those are all things before you live. Just call me Lothar."

"I didn't abandon the holy light, everything has two sides."

Arthas refocused his attention on the ceremony. Although he had completed his part, the performance of the ghost wizards and ghosts showed that the ceremony was not easy to hold.

Lothar walked over to Alsace and was surprised, "This method is enough for Dalaran to send a troop of wizards to want you ten thousand times." Free Chinese www.ffhzw.com

"Aren't you also the one wanted?" Arthas curled his lips. "The resurrection ritual of the Lich is much more complicated than that of the death knight. In order to ensure that they have a powerful spellcasting ability, they must find a sufficient level of energy. source."

In the middle of the ritual circle is the corpse of the archmage Kel'Thuzad, whose soul has been extracted and stored in a carefully crafted phylogeny.

As long as the phylogeny is not destroyed, the physical body that only destroys the lich cannot kill a lich. After his lich body is destroyed, the soul will return to the phylogeny and wait for the next time. resurrection.

However, the energy and energy required for the first transformation is unimaginable. A better way is to use a sufficiently powerful energy source or magic net node to complete the ritual.

It's a pity that Arthas can no longer directly use the elves' sunwell to complete the resurrection ritual, so the elves will definitely find themselves desperately.

The Sunwell polluted by the power of death will spread the deadly influence to every elves who suck its magic power, which shakes the foundation of the elves in disguise.

During the conversation between the two, the light of the ceremony dimmed suddenly, and Arthas shook his head a little helplessly.

"Alex, is it still not possible?"

This is a dead soul of the archmage responsible for this resurrection ceremony. The wizard mage looked ashamed, "Sorry, your majesty, the magic net node of Icecrown Glacier is too chaotic under the influence of the boundary of life and death, and it is difficult for us to gather a standard magic."

"Okay, I see, it looks like I have to find another way."

"Oh...If the Well of Eternity is still there, I can easily complete this ritual with only a small bottle of well water." The archmage seems to be brooding about his failure. It is not that he is not skilled, but that It is difficult to meet the needs of rituals by the magic power of manpower.

Well water from the Well of Eternity?

Alsace thoughtfully, "Wait, Alex, if it is the energy source for the well water assimilation in the Well of Eternity, can it meet the needs of the ceremony."

"In this case, a larger amount is needed, after all, the source of magic power derived is far less than the true well of eternity."

"Can you give me an approximate demand?"

Alex closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said, "Give me ten crystal bottles of this kind of well water, and I will definitely complete the ceremony."

Arthas nodded. The number of ten bottles is not that many, and if it is to create a strong enough lich, the price is not high.

For the sake of his own face, going to Kael'thas should be able to solve the urgent need, but it also reminded Alsace that he must quickly find an energy source that can be used by the Scourge.

Although the magic power polluted by the power of death is enough to resurrect the undead, if you want to ensure the purity of the ritual and the quality of the resurrected, you still need a high-purity energy source...

Kel'Thuzad's soul was sealed in the phylactery, but Arthas did not wake him up, and he didn't know what he would think when the pious "seeker" found out that his immediate boss had changed.

Leaving the ceremony hall, Arthas and Lothar walked on the main road of Icecrown Citadel. Lothar asked, "What are you going to do next?"

"There are still many things to do. The Eastern Kingdom still has trouble waiting for me to settle it, let alone Kalim on the sea."

Although I don’t know the specific movements of the Dreadlord, Arthas is basically certain. Tichondrius and several of his accomplices must have noticed Northrend’s movements, but they did not make any movements, indicating that their hands must be more important. Things.

The Lich King was originally one of the pawns used by the Burning Legion to capture Azeroth. The reason why the Dreadlords gave up this pawn could only be that they had mastered the key factors for the legion to come directly.

"I have to trouble you to help me take care of the Scourge here for a while. I have to go back to the Eastern Kingdom to deal with things." Arthas made arrangements. This is why he found Lothar. No one beats him. More suitable to be a commander and commander.

Lothar joked and said, "I didn't expect that I had such a big office right after taking office-what do I need to do?"

"Supervise the movements of the low-level undead, don't let their instincts cause us too much trouble, and supervise the construction of the Icecrown Project."

"After a while, I will be sent to the floating fortress in the Eastern Kingdoms to release the plague. Naxxramas will come back and kill the Lich King who is unwilling to attribute it to us."

Lothar probably understood Alsace's deployment. These were all for the development of the Scourge. They already had an unparalleled advantage in terms of numbers. Now they must fully utilize the upper-level force.

The former general did not ask anything else. He also knew that it was not time for the Scourge to intervene in the situation in Azeroth. They must take advantage of this time to develop as quickly as possible to face the future crisis.

The crown of dominance was left on the Frozen Throne by Arthas and sealed in a special way, making it a signal tower. Although he did not wear it, he could still use some of the Lich King’s through this link. power.

After hesitating, Lothar still asked Alsace what he planned to do with Orgrim.

"Processing? I have processed it, otherwise I won't bring him back to life-he and you are old opponents, you should know how to talk to him."

"I need a messenger who can bring death to the Burning Legion, not a frustrated old orc."

Arthas slammed the pot to Lothar calmly, and left with the general marshal's bitter expression, but just before his figure left the fortress, Arthas said slowly.

"I'm sorry, Grand Marshal, one day I will let everyone understand."

Lothar put aside his smile and became serious, "There is nothing to apologize for, this is also my choice-all for Azeroth."

After dealing with the last trivia, Alsace’s mission in Icecrown came to an end. He now has to return to the Eastern Kingdom to track down the whereabouts of the Dreadlords. It would be best if he can avoid the second invasion of the Burning Legion. the result of.

But he felt that this matter might not be so easy. What would make the dreadlords prefer to give up the Scourge without hiding? What is it?

Mounted on Invincible, and threw Kel'Thuzad's phylactery into the space package, Arthas embarked on the journey back to Dagger Bay, just like when he came, alone.

The darkness under the light has begun to breed, but when the two belong to the same person, life and death go through different paths.